Bai Ying was naturally Zhou Zhijie, so he looked back.
At this time, two more figures, blue and white, flew down from the roof opposite the mansion, but they were Ling Feng and Ye Xiuyun.
The three of them entered the mansion together and quietly walked towards the walls on both sides.
At this time, there were two saber guards in blue uniforms patrolling on both sides of the courtyard wall, but they were knocked down silently by the three of them.
Immediately, the three of them walked through the front hall and arrived at the middle courtyard.
At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded: "Hahaha!"
At the same time, a group of men in black poured out from both sides of the courtyard wall, the front hall, and the main hall, surrounding Ling Feng and the three of them.
The three of them instantly drew their swords and stood in a triangle, looking alert.
At this time, a bald old man in a big red robe walked out from the front of the main hall, stared at Zhou Zhijie, and said with a smile: "It seems that the true disciple of Yuancang Peak has caught a big fish this time!"
Zhou Zhijie took a look at this person and suddenly felt a heavy pressure. This was a kind of telepathy in the dark, just like an ordinary person encountering a tiger. He suddenly looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "This person is having sex with me."
Give it to me, Junior Sister, Junior Brother, you deal with the others!"
"good!"
Ye Xiuyun responded and immediately swung his sword to kill the man in black on the left.
At the same time, Zhou Zhijie also flashed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with bright silver light, and he quickly slashed at the red-robed old man!
Ling Feng vaguely felt that the old man in red robe was difficult to deal with, and wanted to take action personally, but remembering Yuan Cang's instructions, he could only swing his sword to kill the black-robed man next to him.
Although they are called minions, they are all masters above the samurai level. They are the backbone of elites in small gangs, and there is also an innate master among them.
A total of twenty people rushed over, but Ling Feng was unhurried. The long sword in his hand suddenly gathered an inch of white sword light, and he swung the sword across. In an instant, he drew a circle and cut off thirteen weapons with one sword.
Then seven people came again with swords, including the innate master.
Ling Feng flashed and slashed at the innate master with his sword. The sword was as fast as lightning. In an instant, blood spattered and a head flew out!
Seeing the six long swords approaching behind him, Ling Feng turned around suddenly, and a dazzling silver sword light flashed in the eyes of the six people.
Immediately, six people were killed with their swords broken, and a long and narrow blood mark appeared on their necks.
The expressions of the others suddenly changed, and they turned and retreated towards the wall on the right.
Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the water vapor condensed in the palm of his hand, forming thirteen drops of water, and then shot out instantly!
Someone waved a knife to resist, but the water droplets instantly penetrated the blade and shot into the center of the man's eyebrows, killing him. Someone jumped out of the wall and thought it was safe, but the water droplets also turned around and shot towards him, killing him.
Kill.
The twenty elite members of the Netherworld Palace were all dead in just a few moments!
Immediately, Ling Feng looked at Ye Xiuyun. At this time, she had just finished the battle, and the sword in her hand was still dripping with blood. She also had the ability to refine the orifice, so victory was a matter of course. But there was no trace of the usual gentleness on her face.
The beautiful eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. He looked at the corpses lying next to Ye Xiuyun. There were almost no intact corpses. They were all with severed limbs or dismembered bodies, with blood flowing all over the ground.
Ling Feng felt a shiver in his heart. His senior sister seemed to have a deep feud with Netherworld Palace, and she had some signs of schizophrenia.
Ye Xiuyun seemed not to notice anything unusual about himself, frowning and saying: "What are you looking at? Go help Senior Brother Zhou!"
Ling Feng quickly looked at Zhou Zhijie. At this time, he was holding a sword and fighting with the old man in red robe on the roof of the main hall.
Not only does Zhou Zhijie possess extremely innate Qi cultivation, Yuancangfeng is also good at physical training. It can be said that he can cultivate both internally and externally, and ordinary masters are no match for him!
The red-robed old man was using a red iron rod about nine feet long. The sticks and swords clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and a large gap suddenly appeared in the long sword in Zhou Zhijie's hand. Although the old man was bald, he
He is as strong as an ox and has great strength, but his stick skills are extremely fierce and domineering. One stick after another is like Mount Tai, pressing down on Zhou Zhijie. Obviously, this old man is by no means a master among ordinary people. He is probably a half-step martial arts master.
Strong.
At this time, the red and white energy caused by the battle between the two people continued to spread, impacting the surrounding areas. The roof was in a mess, and many tiles were directly shaken into powder by the intense energy. Others approaching could easily be affected by the energy stirred up by the two.
Injured by strength.
Just as Ling Feng was about to persuade him, Ye Xiuyun was already attacking the red-robed old man with his sword.
The old man in red robe seemed to have expected it. He forced Zhou Zhijie back with a stick, and suddenly turned sideways and slapped Ye Xiuyun with his palm.
The surging crimson-red hot energy was like the roaring waves of the angry sea, and it captured Ye Xiuyun who was about ten feet away!
With a pop, Ye Xiuyun spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly backed up. Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a figure in white appeared in a flash and took her into his arms.
Ling Feng's soul thought penetrated her body, and he immediately noticed that her internal organs were emitting billowing heat, as if they were about to be scorched. The red hot breath was still absorbing blood and vitality, slowly invading her heart veins.
.
"No, we must force out this scorching Qi, otherwise it will be difficult to recover even with pills!"
However, his Canglang Zhenqi cultivation was only in the middle stage of the innate level. It was too difficult to force out this scorching Zhenqi. The only way was for Zhou Zhijie, who had already reached the highest level of innate cultivation. Therefore, Ling Feng quickly took out a Holy Lotus Pill and gave it to him.
She took it and said, "Senior brother, it's important to save people, I'll deal with him!"
After he finished speaking, he put away the disguised high-grade sharp sword in his hand. The brilliance of his Xumi bracelet flashed, and a crystal-clear long sword fell into his hand, and then he rushed towards the red-robed old man.
The red-robed old man smiled disdainfully. Ling Feng's mid-level innate Canglang Qi was not taken seriously by him at all. He clapped his left hand and once again shot out a surging crimson wave of Qi, attacking Ling Feng.
The power of Qi, blood and essence hidden in Ling Feng's body suddenly exploded, and a layer of golden light condensed all over his body. Although the surging red and hot Qi was extremely powerful, it could never break through his body-protecting Qi. Ling Feng's figure was like
Like a meteor piercing the sky, it quickly shot towards the red-robed old man who had defeated Zhou Zhijie with a stick.
The timing is just right, it’s when the old monster in red robe’s energy turns from strong to weak!
However, the old man in red robe did not panic at all. He stared at Ling Feng. Suddenly, the scene in front of Ling Feng changed, turning into a sky full of fire, a rolling heat wave came, and death was right in front of him.
The illusion of the sea of fire derived from his true meaning of flame can trap even a master of human rankings for a moment. With this moment, he can deal with it calmly!
However, Ling Feng just thought, a huge wave swept over him, the flame illusion was instantly extinguished, and the cold dragon sword in Ling Feng's hand pierced his chest without any delay!
However, this illusion of the sea of fire finally bought him a moment of time. At this time, the few true essences he had refined in his Dantian were flowing rapidly, and the aura of the red iron rod in his hand instantly changed from weak to strong, and increased sharply!