You call this the way of the sword?

Seeing Qing Shi lost in thought, Duan Kang suddenly felt a surge of panic, as if something deadly was rushing towards him.

He knew it was an illusion, but what if it wasn't?

What if Fengtian really followed him to Yuncheng?

The thought had barely surfaced when Duan Kang was filled with terror. To cut off the thought, he slapped his forehead hard.

Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound startled the blue lion. "What are you doing?"

Duan Kang calmly said, "It's nothing. Just hurry up and do as I say. Don't worry about whoever is here or there. Just follow me, you won't go wrong."

Green Lion chuckled and scolded, "Stop joking, brother. We all signed a pledge. Going back early would be considered desertion in the face of battle. Do you even want to stay in this line of work?"

Duan Kang wanted to say something more, but Qing Shi patted him on the shoulder and said first, "Alright, just relax and relax. You'll be fine after a couple of days in the city."

"We have a strong defensive formation outside Yuncheng and an army of 80,000 inside. No matter how powerful Fengtian is, he's just a lone wolf. If he dares to come, I'll let him into the city and let him know what death means."

Duan Kang's eyes widened, and he quickly stopped him, saying, "We can't let him into the city! Absolutely not! We have to stop him outside the city, even if it kills us! Seriously, brother, I'm not kidding!"

"Fine, fine, fine, you can just stay here."

Qing Shi wasn't exactly a psychologist, and he figured Duan Kang was just terrified by the illusion, so he didn't bother arguing any further and left after giving a perfunctory reply.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still sent a message to the city defense forces, reminding them to strengthen their defenses and be careful not to let the guy wearing a cloak and a ghost mask into the city.

To everyone's surprise, the Yuncheng official retorted, "Does the young master also believe in the evil deeds of Fengtian?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Shi's curiosity was piqued. After inquiring further, he learned that the story of Fengtian had been circulating widely recently.

The military has intervened in the investigation and confirmed that a group of demons and ghosts did indeed have contact with Fengtian.

Like Duan Kang, many were terrified, but there were also those who were completely different.

For example, Silver Ninja of the Falcon Clan openly recruited, vowing to kill Fengtian.

For example, Bai Xiaoxing of the Undead Clan set up a martial arts contest to find a husband, saying that she would marry whoever helped her kill Fengtian.

In just a few days, public opinion has broken through the critical point and exploded into two extremes. The military wants to investigate but has no way to set the tone for the matter unless it sends troops to attack Fengtian.

Upon hearing this, the Blue Lion understood the military's meaning.

Fengtian may be very powerful, but many have returned after fighting him. He is not so powerful that the military has to intervene. Therefore, there is no need to believe this superstition.

"Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter, just keep an eye on things."

Qing Shi ended the communication and prepared to continue searching for that little thief from Changyuan.

The Azure Lion wasn't really concerned about how many treasures were unearthed in Changyuan. What mattered most was that the Demon King Ancestor had issued them a wanted poster, and the image on the poster was none other than that little thief.

The person named by the ancestor, who also possesses a large number of ancient relics, is he more important than Fengtian?

Just as Qing Shi left Yuncheng, a commotion suddenly broke out on the street.

Bai Xiaoxing, who was inciting the crowd under the guise of a marriage proposal, suddenly rushed out of the city like a hunting dog.

A few miles southeast of Yuncheng, a faint light emanated from between the brows of several demons.

As the spirit sword returned, black boots trod across the muddy ground, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

Yang Qingfeng formed a separate group, fighting his way through thousands of miles, and finally arrived at the northwestern border of Xiyuan Magic City.

Ahead, the outline of Yuncheng came into view.

Unlike the bat demons' mountain camps, Yuncheng was no less large than a human city.

This is the Blue Lions' stronghold.

The Azure Lion possesses spatial properties and has always been ruled by a Demon King, making it an evergreen among the demon race.

For many years, the Azure Lion Clan has always been active in the sight of the human race. In particular, the Azure Lion Demon King is skilled at and enjoys smuggling, and is regarded as a thorn in the side by the human race.

The more hated the human race is, the higher the status of the Azure Lions among the demon race. Over the years, the Azure Lions have accumulated a profound foundation, and can be described as a race that is independent and superior to others.

For this reason, the Green Lions have troops stationed at all four of their strongholds in Pingchuan. These troops do not belong solely to the Green Lions, but they are also closely related to them.

More importantly, Yuncheng is a large city, protected by a formation.

"How do we get in?"

Yang Qingfeng released his last remaining swordsman, and through its soul vision, he saw countless soul fires in Yuncheng. The superimposed soul power almost burned through the sky, like the beating heart of a giant beast.

This scene was particularly peculiar, as if the souls of all demons and ghosts were originally one, a strange and inexplicable beauty.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoxing followed the scent and came looking for her.

Seeing the figure leaning against a tree with arms crossed in the distance, she felt her heart skip a beat, and her hurried steps slowed down.

From her perspective, Yang Qingfeng was so handsome at that moment that words couldn't describe it.

A black cloak wrapped around his face, swaying gently in the wind, and a specially made black iron hat tilted downwards, covering half of his face and revealing a chilling and ruthless demonic face beneath.

With the sky dark and the clouds pressing down overhead, it seemed as if he was simply leaning against something that was so sinister it made the world change color.

Then, the domineering aura of the master swept over them, accompanied by a nonchalant "What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, Yang Qingfeng turned his head and glanced in her direction.

Bai Xiaoxing felt as if she had been struck a fatal blow; her heart pounded wildly.

She strode forward, her eyes shining as she knelt and looked up, "Xiaoxing greets Master."

Recently, she has been trying to hook up with rich guys and incite the masses. Bai Xiaoxing was wearing an extremely form-fitting red dress. It wasn't very revealing, but it had a similar feel to a bodycon dress, perfectly outlining her graceful figure.

At this moment, she knelt down on the ground, her slender waistline stretching downwards to create an extremely rounded silhouette.

It looks like it was drawn with a compass, and it's incredibly sexy and alluring.

"They all say I'm some kind of chosen one, what a mess you've made!"

Yang Qingfeng looked down at Bai Xiaoxing, his gaze sweeping over her, thinking to himself, "She's really a beautiful ghost."

Bai Xiaoxing felt the gaze from behind the mask, and gradually felt her body go numb, as if a cool blade was teasing her skin, slowly making her indulge and begin to enjoy the feeling of being looked down upon and played with.

Her breath grew hot, and her voice softened. "Xiaoxing doesn't have that kind of rumor. They just made it up. But... in Xiaoxing's heart, Master is the heaven, Xiaoxing's true love."

As she spoke, Bai Xiaoxing tried to move closer, grabbed Yang Qingfeng's cloak and lifted it up. When she saw the more robust and powerful Efeng fish-patterned robe, her eyes immediately lit up.

When I looked up again, my pupils almost turned into the shape of hearts.

The two were very close at that moment, and the angle was just right.

Yang Qingfeng seemed to feel Bai Xiaoxing's breath, hot and penetrating the fabric, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her head, brushing against her rather voluptuous, pure and alluring red lips.

Bai Xiaoxing took his hand and rubbed it against her face, as docile as a cat, and murmured sweetly and intelligently, "Master, Xiaoxing has something she wants to tell you. Will you take Xiaoxing to the woods?"

Yang Qingfeng chuckled and said, "Be normal."

Bai Xiaoxing immediately grabbed his hand and stood up, pouting coquettishly, "I've always been like this, what's wrong with me?"

Before Yang Qingfeng could retort, Bai Xiaoxing suddenly grinned mischievously, "So, do you want to hear it? I've found a clue about the underwear!"

"Well... I'd still like to hear about it."

Yang Qingfeng then got up and led Bai Xiaoxing into the woods.

After taking only a few steps, Bai Xiaoxing couldn't resist pouncing him into the bushes, letting out a triumphant, seductive laugh.