The colorful budgie flew back, its claws were empty, and its heart was rising to the bottom of the abyss. It was still a bit sad, but the parrot was approaching in an instant, but there were two more people on the parrot's back.

One person was petite and had long hair. It was Xie Lingyan who was unconscious at this time and was hugged by another person on his chest. The other person stood proudly. The colorful robe was flying in the night. Before it landed, an unparalleled aura enveloped the audience. No matter the person or demon present, whether he had seen it before, a name appeared in his heart.

Peacock Young Master!

The pressure was overwhelming, as if a giant hand had strangled the hearts of everyone in the audience. The monsters in the bone refining stage were shaking and laying on the ground, not daring to breathe. Monsters such as the transformation stage of the Moon Swallowing Moon and Lady Scorpion also stopped fighting and knelt on one knee with a respectful expression. Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi were severely injured, but the pride of the famous family did not allow them to kneel down to the demon, so they simply sat cross-legged.

Only Ying Feiyang stood on the spot, although he felt as if he was heavy as a pound of weight, he tried hard to hold on and was unwilling to fall down.

The parrot gradually fell down, and the peacock young master's appearance gradually became clear. He looked like a noble young man, with fair skin, thin lips and straight nose, thin eyebrows and long eyebrows, and raised his eyes, all looking down on the world.

It is also a colorful robe. It looks like a funny clown when worn by Mr. Gu, but it shows elegance and luxury when worn by him.

The parrot was falling on the altar, with its wings spreading, and its head was pressed against the ground. The peacock Young Master Gongzi Ling walked down from the parrot's head with Xie Lingyan in his arms, and his feet were lit. The entire altar made a "squeaking" whine, as if it could not bear his weight. Young Master Ling looked at the girls on the altar, glanced at the demons, and said, "Is this the gift you have prepared for me?"

The tone was not happy or angry, and the demons didn't know how to respond for a moment. Gongzi Ling didn't care. He pulled the colorful cloak and wrapped Xie Lingyan, gently placed it with the girls, and swept his eyes to Ying Feiyang, the only standing.

Ying Feiyang was not afraid and fearless. When he met Gongzi Ling's eyes, his eyes met. Ying Feiyang suddenly felt his mind empty, and everything around him seemed to have become silent and silent.

People, monsters, things, and scenery are all dissolved in the night, but the peacock's pupils are like the moon in the sky, their eyes are as cold as the moonlight, looking down on the world, and the courage to fly is like snow, melting in the moonlight, and their bodies seem to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and their legs are as heavy as lead, and they are about to kneel on the ground.

Under the peerless and powerful power, you can only see the backbone and the vulgarity!

Ying Feiyang's mind was dizzy, and suddenly he instinctively strode his fingers to shoot the sword. A crisp and pleasant sound of the sword was hidden, but it also contained a clanging and exciting sound. Although the sound was light, it fell into Ying Feiyang's ears, it was like a yellow bell, dispelling the dead silent atmosphere.

Ying Feiyang was excited and the spirit platform returned to Qingming. His eyes flashed and his sword intent burst out.

There was a long roar, and the sword light was like a training, cutting off the silver-like moonlight and setting a sword to the top monster in the world!

Halfway through the sword, Ying Feiyang was surprised to see a trace of surprise flashing in Gongzi Ling's gaze. Then the cold and lonely meaning dissipated, becoming as sharp as a knife and a sword. If there was a substantial gaze, it was the flaw he was looking at. Ying Feiyang suddenly stopped, stopped the sword force, and turned attack into defense.

Halfway through China Merchants Bank, he felt that Gongzi Ling had a clear and mysterious vision, and seemed to have seen through the subsequent changes, so he hurriedly changed moves again, but then he couldn't stop it and could not avoid it. He quickly changed moves again

But seeing Ying Feiyang constantly changing his sword moves, dancing the sword with silver light flowing, and the sword wind whistling, as if he was fighting an invisible enemy, and was killed and lost, and retreating repeatedly. Everyone only thought that he was crazy, but only Ying Feiyang knew the danger at this time.

Suddenly, Ying Feiyang let out a muffled groan, and staggered, leaning on the sword to barely stabilize his body, but he was already sweating profusely and his face was ashamed.

A trace of praise flashed in Gongzi Ling's eyes and said casually: "The sword bone is so powerful, the sword is amazing, it's not bad!"

Then his eyes swept over Fu Qingming and Zhang Yizhi again. The two were seriously injured. When the Peacock Master looked at him, he finally couldn't hold on and both fainted. Gongzi Ling thought about it and said to himself, "Forget it, let's kill them all."

"Let's go all out." He said lightly, discussing what to eat at night. A man came from the forest, his movements were neither too fast nor too slow, and naturally came naturally. Although it came suddenly, it was not abrupt at all, as if he was just walking out of heaven and earth.

With silver-white hair and clear face, the person who came was actually a Taoist Qingku.

The pure and bitter body went from far to near, walking through the low-lying demons like a leisurely stroll in the garden and walking onto the altar.

The Peacock Young Master looked narrowly, and it seemed like a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, shining with the brilliance of the spirit, looking directly at the Qingku Taoist. The Qingku Taoist met Gongzi Ling's gaze without caring, his eyes were like a quiet abyss, deep and distant, and could not be seen.

"Thirty moves." The Peacock Young Master suddenly said in a daze: "Except for that little girl, they have three lives, you can walk thirty moves under my hands."

"How about the three moves?" Taoist Qingku said lightly.

"Oh?" The Peacock Young Master raised his eyebrows, as if he was interested.

"Three moves, I will not dodge or avoid you. I will take you three moves, and I will not die in three moves, and the lives of the three of them will be replaced."

"Master... you are crazy!" Ying Feiyang heard the panic and wanted to stop him, but he felt his blood surging and could not speak. So he simply turned his sword and blocked the Peacock Young Master, looking directly at Gongzi Ling with a provocative look.

"Ha!" The Peacock Young Master didn't care about Ying Feiyang at all. Instead, his bitter words made a flash of surprise in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "One move, one move will not die, the three of them will live together."

"Then--" Qingku Taoist robe without wind, flew away, and her beard and hair flew.

“—Please ask.”

With a request, Taoist Qingku put his hands behind him, his waist straightened, and an indescribable power dispersed from his body. In an instant, his whole body suddenly became sharp, like a magic sword standing tall on the sky, with unparalleled sword intent soaring into the sky and breaking through the ninth level.

The Peacock Young Master ignored the sword intent of the Juefeng pillar, lowered his right hand and his palm facing the ground. In an instant, Ying Feiyang felt that the whole night was attracted by the palm of Gongzi Ling, and a fierce and dead air was condensed in his five fingers. The flames of the two brazier behind him flickered and disappeared, and the crackling fire light exploded, as if it was about to be swallowed up by the black aura. Before the move was released, he had already shown his peerless power. This move was Gongzi Ling's famous skill "Peacock Nether Seal".

The Peacock Young Master's aura condensed in his palm, and the demon under the stage was instantly lighter, and he quickly rolled and scrambled to both sides, for fear of being affected by the palm power that was like the prehistoric world.

But when the Peacock Master sent out his palm, the palm was light and slow, without any sound of wind, as if he would take away the dust on Qingku's clothes, the whole body of Taoist Qingku was flying backwards as if he was blown by a hurricane. On the palm, a strong wind scattered around the center of the two people, and the monsters felt that the sharp wind blew on the face, and the two braziers on the stage were blown out instantly.

With a muffled groan, the Taoist Qingku draws an arc and is hit from the altar. The black air in his chest condenses but does not dissipate. It burns on Qingku's body like black fire, swallowing his vitality. Qingku's feet fall to the ground, and then he spews of blood to the sky and takes seven steps back.

Every time I take a step back, the black fire lingers on my body becomes weaker. Every time I take a step back, the snow melts, the water vapor evaporates, the ground cracks, and sand and dust rise. After the water vapor, fine snow, and dust disappears, Qingju actually stands upright and stands without shaking. However, the face is still covered with black air, like dead wood.

"Okay! You have an extraordinary origin!" The Peacock Master praised, waved his long sleeves, and flew his feet in the air. The wind blew in his ears. When he was surprised, his feet fell to the ground and were sent to the side of the Qingku Taoist.

"Master, are you okay?" Ying Feiyang said with concern.

"Young Master is showing mercy." Qingku bowed and said to Feiyang again: "Let's go."

"But..." Ying Feiyang was worried about the girls and Ling Xiao Jiandao, and Taoist Qingku directly interrupted: "Young Master Peacock promises a thousand gold. Since you have opened the golden mouth, you will definitely ensure that they have nothing to do. Let's go first." Ying Feiyang weighed the situation, gritted his teeth, and helped his master leave.

After leaving Qifeng Valley, after walking for a while, the figure of Qingku Taoist suddenly shook violently. With a "nausea", he vomited a large pool of blood, dyeing the snow red.

"Master, how are you? You vomited so much blood." Ying Feiyang was startled and swept away the snow from the huge rock next to him, and sat down with Qingku.

"It's okay, it's really okay if you can't spit out this mouth of blood." Seeing the dark air on Ku Taoist again, the face had dissipated, but it was too much blood, which was so white. "Young Master Ling is really amazing. This peacock Netherworld Seal invades the tendons and bones, and it's really a three-palm. I'm afraid I'll really have to hand over my life."

Seeing that Master was so desperate to save people, Ying Feiyang felt a sore nose, and his previous dissatisfaction with him instantly turned into guilt. He pressed his palms behind the Shangqing Ku Taoist, and used his skills to regulate his breathing, but he said without forgiveness: "I know he is powerful, and you still have to be beaten by him three times? He could play thirty moves against him, but he insisted on standing stupidly and letting him beat him. I really don't know what you think."

Qing Ku beard blew and said, "You know, "You're so far. My body of skills is locked. My true energy can only protect my body and not hurt the enemy. If you really want to use thirty moves against him, that is to be stable and dead without life." Suddenly, his face condensed: "Hmm? No, there is something wrong with your martial arts. Who have you seen in the past few days?"

"Ah?" Ying Feiyang said inexplicably: "Have you seen anyone? Aren't it the three junior sisters of Senior Mo Yunzong and Ling Xiao Jiandao?"

He suddenly remembered and said, "By the way, the wind, snow, ice and sky formation that senior Mo Yunzong set up and the spiritual talisman for me failed at the same time. Could it be that he met Young Master Peacock? I don't know how he is now."

Suddenly, a majestic energy plowed out a deep ditch in the snow and rushed forward. He heard a tragic howl, and Ying Feiyang's palm was in the air. Qing Ku was actually knocked away by this energy and drew a bloodline in the air. Hearing the tragic sound of Taoist Qing Ku, Ying Feiyang reacted.

At the source of energy, a man in white walked out of the white snow. His eyes were gentle and elegant. He had a smile on his lips, and he said slowly:

"Thank you, no need to worry."

The person who came was actually—
Chapter completed!