Chapter 3 Enemy

When the middle-aged man frowned, he naturally could not accept Mo Shoucheng's proposal, but the other party had a high level of cultivation. Even if he had nine people on his side, he was afraid he had no chance of winning. What's more, there are many threads of interrelated between the Baiyun sect, whom he represents, and the Qingyun Daomen to which the other party belongs.

Both sides are taboo and don't want to tear their faces. As the leader of these nine people, the middle-aged man does not dare to pass the matter so vaguely. Otherwise, how can he bear the responsibility of the division in the future?

"This... this immortal, we were just ordered to take the girl back to the sect, but we don't know what the elders in the sect want to ask her."

Mo Shoucheng thought a little more, and finally took a step back and said, "Well, why don't I still have something important to do at this time? How about I take this child to visit in person in a few days?"

Although he did not know what the so-called daughter of the traitor of the sect was, he was also intuitively aware that if they were allowed to take Xiaoye away like this, this cat-like cute girl would have suffered some suffering. At this time, he made up his mind to protect her. For nothing else, the girl once gave herself a precious water drop in the East China Sea two years ago.

With his skills at this time, saying such words to this group of people has already given face. Speaking of this, the middle-aged man also had to go down the steps and hugged his fist with a wry smile and said, "I'm Peng Xingyan, waiting for the immortals to come in the future."

"Qingyun Daomen is sincere, and I will definitely apologize in the future."

When the two reached an agreement, they both felt a big stone falling from their chests - no matter what, the fight between the immortals should be avoided as much as possible.

The nine people left with the imperial sword, and Mo Shoucheng waved his hand to relieve his magical power. While he was talking to the other party, Yan Chi Xing had already treated the wound on his body. At this time, his face was radiant and said, "I didn't expect that you have been here for two years."

Mo Shoucheng smiled bitterly and said, "Why is this the first sentence of almost everyone who sees me?"

Mo Shoucheng obstructed the mission of the teacher, and Peng Xingyan, as the leader of the nine people, also felt shameless. Although the strength of the other party in the divine period is indeed not something that the nine of them can resist, and it is really unstoppable, but the aggrieved breath in their hearts are also lingering.

"Brother...let's, shall we go back to the sect now?" At this time, Lu Xinglang, a teenager flying on his left hand, was the closest to him in the sect. Although he could see that his brother's face was wrong, he couldn't help asking, and at the same time wanted to say something to comfort him.

Listening to Lu Xinglang's inquiry, Peng Xingyan's face darkened and responded coldly, "It's easy to find the whereabouts of that girl. I thought it would make a contribution and chased all the way from Yangzhou to Taihu Lake, but in the end, it was still stirred up by the people of the Qingyun Daomen. If you don't go back and receive the punishment, do you still have to go to the mountains and rivers?"

Lu Xinglang was also very aggrieved and couldn't help complaining, "I have to catch people back, and I'm not allowed to hurt a hair... Brother, if it weren't for this, how could we be tied all the time? She was caught as early as Yangzhou City.

When he mentioned this, others immediately agreed, complaining that the people of the giant whale gate did not know what was good or bad, which disturbed them. Finally, he gritted his teeth and scolded the Qingyun Daomen practitioners who came out of the sky. At first, I just complained, but when I thought of such a big contribution, everyone's words gradually became vulgar.

Peng Xingyan listened to the people around him and gradually felt more comfortable, but couldn't help muttering in his heart: Since that three years ago, the traitor surnamed Xia betrayed the sect with his daughter, and the sect regarded it as the first important thing and sent nearly half of the disciples to pursue it. Fall. However, the whereabouts of the traitor surnamed Xia is unknown. It is said that it has been settled by the predecessors of the sect. Why did he unyieldingly arrest his daughter? Although I heard rumors, the Xia traitor stole an extremely important thing in the sect, but these disciples didn't even know what it was.

When he was thinking about this, several brothers around him had opened their mouths and cursed, and one of them said, "What is the practitioner of Qingyun Taoist Gate? When I am successful in my cultivation in the future, I must get back today's account tens of millions of times!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, a dark shadow suddenly fell in the air, piercing his chest and abdomen with lightning.

"Who!" This was like stabbing a hornet's nest. A group of practitioners were shocked and angry, stopping their bodies and spreading around at the same time. Peng Xingyan shouted angrily and spit out a flying sword in his hand and said, "Be careful!"

The dark shadow that had just taken the life of a true man flew back to the sky and was held by a white and delicate hand, which showed its true face - it was actually an ink-colored flying sword.

In front of the eight Baiyun Sect practitioners, the white clouds in the air dispersed. A girl floating in the air appeared with flying wings on her back. She was dressed in black and wrapped in a delicate figure that did not match her age. The expression is as calm as the stagnance of the pond, and there is only a chill in the occasional pair of black eyes.

The ponytail tied with ribbon fluttered in the wind. The girl's sword was on her chest, but she never said a word, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a group of ants on the ground.

This girl's action is fierce. It seems that there is no possibility of communication at all. The most frightening thing is the breath emanating from her body - Peng Xingyan, as a master of the cloud period, has been wandering in the fairy and demon road for a long time, but for the first time he has this strange experience. It is not like the magic method, but the breath is also different from that of Xianmen.

The man who just killed the girl's flying sword is also at the middle level of the sword. Among the nine people of Baiyunzong, he can belong to the middle. Even if the girl's sneak attack takes advantage of her unprepared attack, it is enough to show the girl's strength.

"Master's...enemy." The girl sacrificed the flying sword in her hand, muttered to herself, spread her wings, and put on an attack posture. At the beginning of her move, the people of Baiyunzong were on guard. Lu Xinglang was young and quite impatient. At this time, his spiritual consciousness swept over and found that the other party's skills were only comparable to his own. He only stepped on the previous level of the cloud. He immediately opened his mouth and spewed out a flying sword, flew up and shouted, "I'll take the lead and capture this girl!"

Baiyunzong's Wuchang swordsmanship is a unique skill in the immortal and demon way. It is often handed out with one move, and more than a dozen attack tracks can be derived in an instant, which is dazzling, and the virtual reality is unpreventable. Lu Xinglang spent a lot of time on this swordsmanship. Only in this swordsmanship theory, he was the highest among the people of Baiyunzong at this time. Even Peng Xingyan dared not say that he could beat him in swordsmanship. At this time, his silver-white flying sword crossed the air, and with the last afterglow of the sunset, he couldn't open his eyes.

The girl closed her eyes.

The wings fluttered, and the slender body retreated sharply. At the moment when Lu Xinglang took the sword and planned to change her move, she suddenly returned to her original position very quickly and easily stabbed the flying sword into Lu Xinglang's chest. Lu Xinglang still maintained the sword posture, but his face was full of surprise.

How can this girl be so fast?!

"One...one." The girl did not touch anything. She gently read the numbers and pulled the blood-stained flying sword out of the other party's young chest and let the other party's body fall down.

"You... are the enemies of the master." The girl shook the flying sword, sprinkled the blood stains on it, and then said calmly, "The master's enemy is Xuefei's enemy, the master did not kill... Xuefei came to help him kill him."

"The person who insults the master... can't escape!"

It was like a fierce beast suddenly broke free from the shackles of the cage. The cold light flashed in Xuefei's eyes, and the whole person turned into a black lightning and killed the people of Baiyunzong.

Her skills are obviously only at the level of the early stage, but in this regiment, she prefers to wear flowers and butterflies, and her body is fast and extremely strange. Her own speed is already extremely fast. With the help of the machine wing, she can often dodge in an extremely strange posture at critical moments.

In an instant, it was convenient to fight with each other. Even though there were many people on the side of Baiyunzong, and several flying swords were interwoven with layers of sword nets, they could never touch the corners of Xuefei's clothes. On the contrary, Xuefei often handed out a sword with her strange and extreme speed, but she could easily penetrate the sword net and make the other party in a hurry.

When Peng Xingyan saw that the competition with the sword could only fall behind, he immediately shouted to a younger brother beside him, "Thank you, brother! Sacrifice to the mixed Yuanji!"

The brother surnamed Xie was not good at swordsmanship. At this time, when he heard the brother's command, he immediately retreated and took out a small flag from his chest pocket. When the palm of the hand turns over, it turns into three, and there are red, yellow and green.

This magic weapon is a very rare special magic weapon, which is very powerful. As soon as the red flag lights up, it can immediately restrain the opponent's movements. As soon as the yellow flag lights up, it can slow down the speed of the opponent, while the green flag is the effect of removing the first two.

Although the magic weapon is effective, there are many restrictions. First of all, this magic weapon does not work for those who practice above the void period. The second three flags must be used alternately. No matter how skilled the operation is and how deep the skill is, the alternating interval between flags cannot last more than five seconds.

This is a disciple of the Baiyun Sect of Xie Xingdong. He is extremely talented in operating magic weapons in order to be allowed to carry one of the treasures of this sect. However, with his cultivation, it can only be used once a day, and each flag can only last for about two seconds. As a killer, this was only allowed to be used by Peng Xingyan at the most critical time.

Zhenyuan was injected into the red flag and immediately made the flag shine brightly. At the same time, Xue Fei stopped and had been trapped by the effect of the magic weapon. How could the people of Baiyunzong let go of this opportunity? Several flying swords immediately came out, but they did not greet the key points. They all want to capture her alive. Even if you hate her hot hand very much, you have to suppress yourself at this time to dig out the need for information from the other party's mouth.