Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man chuckled and said, "You should have figured it out by now and want to leave? That depends on your ability."
The old man dusted himself off, his expression changed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!"
Following the old man's order, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the masked men swarmed forward, holding weapons in hand, and came towards the wind to kill themselves.
Feng Ziqing didn't panic at all. He suddenly closed his eyes and then opened them again. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were fierce.
These people should regard him as the backer of Mei and Xia, so as long as he does not die, the lives of Mei and Xia are definitely not in danger. Even if they are caught again, they can be used as bait.
He swung the big sword out hard and hit the person in front of him in the stomach. Then he called out Fu Wei, grabbed the heavy sword, slapped the sword body, and slapped the person close to him into the air. He flashed and rushed towards the old man.
.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Even though he is in danger, he still hides his own strength. He needs to take this opportunity to practice a little.
The old man's expression had always been relatively calm, but when he saw the heavy sword in Feng Ziqing's hand, his eyes suddenly became intense.
This sword is definitely a good thing! Unexpectedly, there is an unexpected surprise. Hahaha, it seems that this job is a good one.
The old man still turned his hands into claws. He was extremely confident in the claw skills he had practiced for decades. Although the man in front of him, although he did not know his age, his level was half a step lower than his own. With so many people besieging him, he could still
Earth-shaking?
He stretched out his hands and grabbed the long sword, which was slightly wider than an ordinary sword. He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the old man's mouth. Shock was written on his face and his hands were shaking.
Wiping the corner of his mouth and looking at the sword, he began to feel a little unsure whether it was the sword that was too good or the man's strength that was not an ordinary half-step six realm.
He stepped back two feet, and at the same time waved his hand, letting several of his subordinates take his place. He needed to observe carefully.
Hiss
During the melee, a corner of Feng Ziqing's clothes was torn off. At this time, his body and sword were stained with a lot of blood. Of course, the blood was not his. Although the clothes were a little tattered, there was Qingfeng Zangyue.
With the robe on, he didn't worry much.
Many of the masked men had fallen, but the old man didn't seem to be in a hurry. He looked around and nodded. He was almost dead and could take the next step.
He glanced at the thin figure not far away. The latter understood, took something out of his arms and pulled it towards the sky.
A long roar pierced the night sky.
Feng Ziqing turned around and saw a red signal flare shining in the night sky. She felt bad!
The old man deliberately avoided him. Under the siege of so many people, he couldn't get away to catch him. The time was dragging on for a long time. In addition, they were sending signals to call people at this time. Feng Ziqing decided to get away first and go find him.
Mei Xia two people.
With a thought in his mind, he took Fu Wei back to his natal Qi Palace, shouted deeply, made fists with both hands, and knocked back all the people close to him. He bent his knees and jumped in the direction of Mei Xia.
Seeing that Feng Ziqing was about to run away, the old man dodged and chased after him. However, only part of the remaining masked men were able to chase away, and some remained behind.
Whether intentionally or not, the masked man, who was originally thin but extremely fast, did not use all his strength to pursue him, but kept a certain distance from Feng Ziqing, neither too far nor too close.
Although he had doubts, Feng Ziqing didn't care about this, he just kept his head down and ran wildly.
Behind them, a group of masked men followed closely.
Ta-ta-ta-ta
The sound of heavy footsteps came from the front, and Feng Ziqing frowned. It seemed that their reinforcements had arrived. Just as he was considering whether to leave with his sword, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him.
Feng Ziqing dodged the sword energy in a flash, then called out Fu Wei and blocked his head.
clang!
The two swords collided.
Feng Ziqing was a little surprised. This man was actually faster than before. He was hiding again and again!
He raised his sword to attack, but found that he was a little slower than the man, forcing him to withdraw his arms and attack with his fists.
The thin masked man was obviously just trying to trap him. Although he couldn't hurt himself, Feng Ziqing was already a little impatient.
To this day, this is the first time he has encountered a situation where he has no way to deal with the other party, even though it was intentionally caused by him.
——
While the two were fighting, the old man rushed over with the remaining twenty or so masked men.
Those who arrived were not only the masked men, but also the Yi Jian family, who were attracted by the signal flares.
Feng Ziqing looked around, feeling ashamed and a little angry.
He glared angrily at the masked man who was only three steps away from him, and made me anxious. I immediately sealed my throat with a different-headed sword and killed you!
As if he felt something, the thin masked man suddenly laughed. After a moment, the laughter stopped abruptly, and then his expression condensed, with a fierce look in his eyes.
call out!
A long sword broke away from his hand and pierced Feng Ziqing. The latter dodged and was about to counterattack, but found that the man was already approaching. He came at the same time as the sword, and from the corner of his eye
, bleeding continuously.
He hurriedly counterattacked, hitting the person's Dantian with a punch, shattering his martial arts palace. Just as he was about to completely shatter it, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his face, and the mask tied to his face was pulled away.
Next, he heard a shout, which made him furious.
"Who on earth are you! How dare you massacre several members of my Yi family for the sake of shaking the mountain scriptures? This is an irreconcilable hatred." Before he could finish his words, the person flew backwards, hit a tree with a bang, and fell to the ground.
The masked man who collapsed on the ground suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his hand with difficulty, touched his face, pulled hard, and threw away the torn off face, revealing his true face.
After saying his last words, he closed his eyes and died. When he died, there was a smile on his lips.
"Fourth Elder, he has the token of an inner disciple of our clan on his body."
After the man tore off his face, someone among the Yi family disciples who were coming shouted, "Yi Feng, it's you, why are you?"
Among the Yi family's children, "Master Feng Feng", some recognized Feng Ziqing at the same time.
——
When Feng Ziqing was torn off the cloth, the group of masked men who had been chasing him suddenly turned around and fled in all directions.
Looking at the dead man named Yi Feng, Feng Ziqing felt that he looked slightly familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
He didn't have time to think too much, and he was about to chase the masked man, but he took a step forward, and as soon as his eyes blurred, someone blocked his way.
The person who stopped him was an old man. His strength was not low, he should be around the fourth level of the Sixth Realm. He was full of murderous aura and wore a black robe. It was not difficult to infer that this person was from the Jian family.
He could only watch the group of masked men leave quickly.
Only then did Feng Ziqing fully understand the true purpose of these masked men.
This is to make him and the people of the four major families face enemies! But some of him still can't understand why they are going to such trouble when he is a casual cultivator in the mountains.
But at this time, there was obviously no time for him to analyze it in detail.
The leader of the Yi family was a middle-aged man with a strong build. He looked at the dead Yi Feng and frowned.
He thought about it for a moment, only remembering that he seemed to have met him a few times, but he didn't like to talk and had few friends, so he didn't have a deep impression. He was hesitant about the reaction of his disciple just now.
"Master Feng? Your surname is Feng? He's from the Feng family? Do you know this person?"
"As far as the fourth elder is concerned, he just doesn't have a strong wind."
"Oh, it's him? Then why did he appear here and kill the children of my Yi family!? I heard from Yi Feng that he actually killed several members of my Yi family! Could it be that his previous move to give away the treasure had another intention!?
"The fourth elder became furious as he spoke.
Facing the anger of the Fourth Elder, the disciple of the Yi family who recognized Feng Ziqing was a little trembling and said in a trembling voice: "I forgive my ignorance, I don't know."
"Hmph!" The fourth elder snorted coldly and ordered: "Go and send a few people to search nearby to see if what Yi Feng said is true." After saying that, he turned to look at Feng Ziqing and glared angrily.
"Who are you? Why did you come to my Jian's camp late at night? What's your plan? Tell me!" The old man who stopped Feng Ziqing had a bad temper and spoke concisely and clearly.
"I was framed by the group of masked men just now. Also, you don't plan to catch up with those masked men. Do you want to ask clearly?"
"Do you think I am a three-year-old child!? Besides, those people have already run away, just chase them!" The old man was a little angry, pointed his spear, and cursed loudly.
Feng Zi shook his head lightly and thought, with those people's careful planning, the result will naturally be the same as what Yi Feng said.