The dark clouds were gently pushed away by the wind, revealing a huge hole, and the bright moonlight poured down from the sky, covering the mountain range with a layer of silver light.

In the silent woods, ten figures suddenly emerged from the ground, quietly surrounded by a gentle circle. Old Zhuo and Dongchuan, a man in silver, were immediately alert. With a angry shout, the two of them immediately turned into two shadows, flashed, broke out and disappeared into the dark forest.

The ten Xuanyuan Realm generals under Mr. Zhuo had no time to escape. Within one move, they were knocked down by ten figures, and their swords rose and fell, and they died of a misfortune.

"Lao Qi, how do you feel?" A voice echoed gently in the night sky.

The old seventh Leng Guang put away the flying sword, hurriedly turned around, saluted the other nine people respectfully to the powerful man who suddenly appeared, and replied: "Thank you for your care, I have recovered very well."

The seventh old man Leng Guang surrounded Huangfu Ren's seriously injured Xue Feiwei. Fortunately, the elder Leng Ye immediately found a cultivator of the first level of the Xuandan realm to help him seize his body and restore his cultivation.

This time, the elder Leng Ye led their ten blood flying guards to Yinzhou to find Shibao, and took the opportunity to seize Yinzhou's cultivation resources and expand his power. After hearing the news of the secret realm, he rushed here immediately and carried out a clearing operation to expel any Xuan Jian below the Xuan Dan realm, otherwise he would be eliminated on the spot.

He did not take action himself, but only let the ten blood flying guards fight. They won the first battle, showed their strong strength, knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and letting the forces around him weigh their own weight.

"Let's go." Leng Ye ordered softly, just as his body was about to move, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Heikong. Twenty-four fourth-grade golden carriages, all of which were the Pixiu mysterious beasts, were parked there. On the golden carriage, a girl in a colorful brocade dress, exuding a peerless and faint aura, looking at him with a smile.

"Feng Family!"

Leng Ye couldn't help but feel a trembling look flashed through his eyes.

From behind the girl, the stars were holding the moon, and a team of warriors with armor all over their bodies could see that this twilight man came from the Feng family's state guards. The twenty-four fourth-grade Pixiu mysterious beasts alone were astonishing!

"Walk!"

Although he knew that the other party's girl was not as strong as him, Leng Ye did not want to confront him. He shouted lightly, and the ten blood flying guards turned into ten afterimages and rushed into the forest as fast as lightning. He was about to get up and retreat.

With a sound of "swish!", a sharp sword light suddenly came from behind Leng Ye. Without looking back, he saw the girl raising a strange sword, like a frost moon, shooting out a moon-like sword light in the darkness. The faint light made people feel strong palpitations.

Leng Ye's heart shook violently, and his Twilight Blood Sword automatically rose up to face the moonlight.

The Sword of the Twilight Blood, the Sword of the Twilight, the extremely sad sword, blood and tears, flowing forward and towards the moonlight. Its figure melted into the black and disappeared in an instant.

The moonlight was surrounded by balls of fiery red blood. Before the second moonlight could come, the space was twisted, and then a strong mysterious wave burst out, with a few low thunder sounds, both of which disappeared into the night.

"What kind of sword is this? So weird?" The girl was also surprised. Her Frost Moon Xuan Sword, a fourth-grade high-level Xuan Treasure, is not an ordinary item among Xuan Treasures. Compared with the other party's strange sword, it seems that she does not have any advantage.

"It is also a fourth-grade high-level Xuanbao, the famous Muxue Sword of the Blood Clothes Sect, Hongtang, you little kid, are really ignorant in the Feng Mansion all day long." In the midst of the girl's surprise, a voice transmission sounded from a golden carriage behind.

"Grandma Eight, are they the Blood Flying Guards?" Feng Hongtang was stunned when she heard this and asked in a voice.

"Those ten people are ordinary Blood Flying Guards. This old man is Leng Ye, the elder of Blood Flying Guards. He is also a famous figure in Dengzhou." Grandma Feng Ba sat in Jinyu and did not show up, and replied casually.

"It's worthy of being the elder of the Blood Flying Guard." Feng Hongtang had heard of Leng Ye's name, but she didn't expect to meet here. If it weren't for the grandma Feng Ba who was standing by, she wouldn't be willing to fight with this person alone.

Feng Hongtang put away the Frost Moon Xuan Sword in the air. As the proud daughter of the Feng family, she can have a fourth-grade high-level Xuan Treasure. She has greatly increased her strength in the enemy and enjoys many benefits.

"Grandma Ba, do you know their current location?" Feng Hongtang asked with a smile.

"Well, grandma of course knows where they are going, but we must stop at this time. The Bloody Clothes Sect is powerful and is a strong enemy. If you can not make enemies with him, try not to make enemies." Grandma Feng Ba's soul saw Feng Hongtang's black eyebrows slightly frowned and asked with a smile: "Do you still want to fight him?"

"Grandma Eight, haven't you said that women should be vengeful?" Feng Hongtang asked back.

Grandma Fengba also frowned. The child really couldn't tell. She was very competitive. She pointed her hand casually. The twenty-four Pixiu mysterious beasts pulled the fourth-grade golden carriage and soared forward, rushing towards another 60 miles away.

Master Yan and everyone quickly soared into the air from the forest, lined up to welcome the arrival of these people.

"Yanzang, my Feng family has no grudges and no grudges with your four elders. Why do you want to help the Blood Clothes Gate stop my Feng family?" Feng Hongtang, who was embroidered by Canruotu, did not catch up with the Xue Feiwei, but saw the four elders leading people to block the way. She couldn't help but sank the Feng's face and shouted with a clear voice.

"The little princess misunderstood. Zang'er is here to welcome the little princess Feng Jia, why did she become a blood-assisted door stop?" Seeing Feng Hongtang with red pink makeup, the eldest prince Yan chuckled and replied, then gave a big gift to the person on a golden carriage next to her: "The Eighth Ancestor is here, Zang'er is polite!"

Grandma Feng Ba, who was sitting in the car, shook her slender hand gently and said with a smile: "Zang'er, are you here to find the secret realm too?"

"When returning to the Eighth Ancestor, Zang'er came to find the secret realm." Master Yan stood respectfully, with a gentle and elegant style.

Feng Ba's grandma is ranked eighth among her peers. She married the Yan family from the Feng family in her early years. Later, her husband died young and returned to the Feng family to practice. As a former elder of the Yan family, she naturally had some distant in-laws with Prince Yan.

"Did you see the Blood Flying Guard passing by here just now?" Feng Hongtang asked in a deep voice.

"Little Princess, we have not seen the Blood Flying Guard for a long time. Are you sure they passed by here?" Hearing Feng Hongtang's words, Master Yan felt confused.

"I will naturally be able to eat accurately!" Feng Hongtang's face turned red. She felt that Master Yan was not lying, that was Grandma Feng Ba deliberately let them go and led her here to meet Master Yan.

"I dare not lie to the little princess!" Master Yan smiled slightly. The scene of the Xue Feiwei taking action just now, his mysterious pill consciousness could see clearly and was about to rush out to meet the enemy, but unexpectedly, the Feng family members arrived and drove the Xue Feiwei away.

The elusive Blood Flying Guard just now is of great strength. If you attack with all your strength, the pressure faced by Yimeng Alliance will increase greatly. At that time, someone may die under the opponent's sword.

"Zang'er, you'd better take people back. The Dongcang Mountains are not a stage for you juniors to display their talents!" Grandma Fengba sent a voice to Master Yan.

The face of Master Yan changed slightly, and his eyes were full of struggle. At the moment, the strength of the Yimeng Alliance was at a disadvantage. As long as the treasure hunter had one or two middle and late-stage strong men in the Xuandan realm, it would be enough to destroy them. If Zheng Ming did not leave, the fate would only be worse than death.

"Let's go, the ancestor doesn't want to see you fall into the hands of others." Seeing that Master Yan was still hesitating, Grandma Feng Ba reminded him again.

Master Yan suddenly woke up, nodded suddenly, gave a big gift to Grandma Feng Ba's Jinyu, turned around and led the Yimeng League members away in the darkness.

"Want to leave? Haha, Master Yan, your reputation, our brothers from Fuyao Sect have been famous for a long time, why did they run away before they found the secret realm?"

In the forest dozens of miles away, a group of disciples from Fuyaomen saw Master Yan flying over his residence, and laughed loudly: "Haha! Aren't these four young masters? They took people away before the show even started!"

"These little kids are hairless and can't do anything hard! Brothers from the Yaomen, should they keep them?"

Hearing the ridicule of the disciples of Fuyao Sect, the eyes of the Yimeng League turned red. They turned around in an instant and wanted to rush to Fuyao Sect, but were stopped by Master Yan.

The eldest son Yan's face was grim. He had already noticed that there were a large number of people from Fuyaomen surrounding him and immediately sent a message to everyone beside him: "The place is about to be cleared, let's run!"

"Cleaning the scene?" Everyone then understood the intention of Master Yan leaving. No one dared to stay and rushed out of the mountains quickly.
Chapter completed!