Chapter 43 The Underworld

Although the streets of Zhongfang City in Xuanjiyuan were originally crowded, they were not in chaos. But if there is an unstable factor, it is hard to say, not to mention two!

The man in black suddenly appeared and took away Ying Yu's sword, but he was taken back by Ying Yu. Naturally, he would not be willing, so he chased after Ying Yu aggressively.

The cultivation and Taoism between the two are very clear. He knows that he is by no means the opponent of the black-robed man. Now he can only leave with the magic of empty steps. He does not want the sword of the king of Chu who is accompanied by others and runs all the way.

The two of them are at about the same speed, shuttling through the streets of Fangshi, like two whirlwinds.

Their speed is very fast. First, they have mastered the world's footwork, and second, their cultivation has reached a very high level. Running on the streets obviously made many people have no time to react, resulting in accidents.

The chaotic and dense crowd provides a natural barrier for the rain. He may not have absolute speed, but he is very ghostly difficult to see.

I saw his figure shake, and he should have bumped into a person, but it passed by, and the remnants brought up still hit the body of the person in front of him, but Fortunately, it was only a phantom and there was no real injury.

But the man standing in the middle of the road was lucky. When he turned around and saw the form clearly, his eyes suddenly widened!

The man in black rushed over, as fast as a shadow flying. His body is not as free as a void step. After running forward at full speed, it is difficult to dodge when he encounters obstacles, even if his cultivation is profound!

"Bum!" With the poor howl, the person who avoided the rain could not avoid the rush of the man in black robe. On the spot, he was knocked out by a strong force and fell into the shop beside him. The faint crackling sound came, and I don't know how many things were knocked down and over. It was indeed unlucky enough.

Such an unlucky person is not alone. Several people were knocked away on the road and screamed Aihong.

The only thing that is better is that I was hit on one side, and I was not in danger. Unlucky, he was hit by a hard stone pillar. Even if the monk's physique is strong and horizontal, if the cultivation is lower, he will inevitably end up with a blue nose and face.

This street soon fell into strong chaos, especially in the direction of Yingyu and the black-robed people, and you dodged and tried your best to avoid it.

If you look carefully, you can find that the speed of the rain is a little slower than that of the man in black. After all, the gap in cultivation is there, and non-deep footwork can open the speed, not to mention the black-robed man's body is also fast.

In this regard, Ying Yu looked at the monks on both sides of the street and said silently, "I'm sorry, in order to help myself, I can only pity you."

He decisively rushed into the crowd, where there were more people. Anyway, the empty step is very suitable for use in chaotic scenes, which provides him with great convenience.

The black-robed man can't do it, and he can only chase him one by one. It can be imagined that the sword of the king of Chu is quite big for him.

In places like Xuanjiyuan that can't fly, they can only run. The monks on this street can only be dragged in and feel unlucky.

Ying Yu turned his head and found that the distance was close again, only three feet left!

He still needs to avoid the monks in front of him, and the black-robed man rushed all, regardless of the depth of his cultivation. Although hitting people will affect his speed, he can still bring the distance between the two closer.

The gap is getting smaller and smaller, and there are two feet left in an instant!

Ying Yu turned around and could even see the cold eyes under the black hat of the man in black!

He could only breathe a bad luck secretly. How could he meet such a difficult person, but he kept trying to rob his Chu Wangjian, which made him very depressed.

"Wow!" The cold wind in winter is very cold, even under the warm sunshine.

Ying Yu rushed out of a crowd in the wind and looked in front of him. His slightly anxious eyes immediately lit up and rushed up.

The black-robed man's clothes flew over, like the black tide rushing over and hitting all the blocking people. The momentum was turbulent, and he ignored anything and chased up.

"Fufuzi!" Ying Yu shouted and rushed to one person.

An old man walking with his head down raised his head. His long black and white hair was scattered, his clothes were worn out, old and dilapidated, his expression was decadent, and his chaotic eyes seemed to be unable to see anything clearly.

Fu Yunwen was at a loss. Ying Yu rushed to his side, flashed behind him, and relaxed to look at the man in black.

At this time, the man in black was less than ten feet away from the rain, almost within reach. But he was forced to stop because Fu Yunwen took action.

At the moment when Yingyu hid behind Fu Yunwen, Fu Yunwen stretched out his hand to stop him, and a strong man's breath came out, affecting the surrounding space and making the air as heavy as lead, forming a substantial air wall.

The black robe was alert. He stopped in a hurry, but still bumped into it and screamed in pain. It was not until after five feet that he fell down and stepped back several steps on the ground.

Looking at his appearance, you can imagine how much power the person he bumped with along the way!

"The Underworld?" Fu Yunwen said in a strange voice, and his eyes fell on the man in black.

As soon as the man in black stood up, his body suddenly shook and immediately turned his head and ran again. The difference is that it used to chase others, but now it's like running away.

The crowd that gradually closed together in the rear was shocked and retreated to both sides, mixed with exclamation for fear of being brutally hit again.

"Wait, I haven't finished my words yet!" Fu Yunwen shouted in front of him, but caused the ghost to run faster, knocking several unlucky people away and disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Ying Yu was stunned, and then he didn't save the rest of the life after the robbery of King of Chu. He said with a smile, "Elder Fu is really not old. As soon as he opens his mouth, he can scare people away quickly."

Fu Yunwen turned around and stared at Ying Yu with turbid eyes and said, "It turned out to be Ying Yu. Who did I think it was?" I don't know what you and the underworld are doing. The street seems to have become chaotic, which seriously affects the operation of the city, causing some small troubles to the Xuanji Garden, and even many monks are injured..."

Ying Yu's head suddenly got bigger and quickly interrupted, "Senior, you can't blame me for this. I don't know who the underworld is, but I know that the fault is definitely not on me. I promise that I didn't hit anyone. If you have any questions, you can go to the underworld.

Fu Yunwen looked at Ying Yu doubtfully and said, "In this case, I won't ask more questions. It's just strange, how did the underworld appear? Is there any action in the underworld..."

Fu Yunwen gradually drifted away, and the words from the wind slowly dissipated, and the word smelled bad.

Today's fact is weird and sudden, making it difficult for Ying Yu to react, and he is still confused.

He shook his head and was about to leave when Fu Yunwen's voice suddenly came from his ear and said, "Huh, ruthless man."

The first time he heard Fu Yunwen speak in such a tone, he was surprised, and took a few steps in the direction of Fu Yunwen, and quietly looked at the scene in front of him.

In a store next to it, several cold and frosty women came out. The first one is even more amazing. His facial features are exquisite and cold as frost, but he can't hide his intoxicating amorous feelings. The light blue clothes sway in the wind, adding some beauty.

Listening to the whisper of the surrounding crowd, Ying Yu secretly marveled that the person in front of him was actually the chief disciple of forgetfulness and the ninth woman on the fairy list, called Murongqing. She is also a rare woman who is as beautiful as Shen Xian.

It suddenly occurred to him that he was the chief disciple of the contemporary forgetfulness, would he know more about Yun Qingwu?

He didn't know why he thought of this kind of thing. He frowned and stopped thinking and stared forward.

Obviously, Fu Yunwen has no good impression on people who have forgotten their feelings, and perhaps there has been something difficult to look back on.

Murongqing turned around when he heard the cold hum and said flatly, "It turned out to be Elder Fu. How could he become so decadent?" If such a situation makes Yunxi's weak sister Quanxia know something, she will definitely be unhappy.

"Kang!" Fu Yunwen, who had always been gentle, condensed his hands into fists and made the sound of bone collision. There was a flash of light in his turbid eyes, and his anger reached the extreme.