(PS: The plane was late yesterday and returned to Chengdu at 4 a.m. Today, the two chapters were updated, and there were nearly 8,000 words. I was really tired, so I took a break first and continued to make up for it tomorrow. I hope you can forgive me.)

"Pooh!"

Xiao Fu, walking in the night, spat, and his fleshy face was full of irritability after a long journey.

Xiao Fu has never been a patient person. To be precise, he should be considered a person who can solve things with fists and never says a lot of nonsense.

But such a person has become patient in the past half month, and wants to find the murderers who have been rampant in the Daxia River and Lake and wantonly slaughtering the powerful people of various sects in the Dayan Realm.

Xiao Fu thought of many ways to do this, whether it was to squat, lead the snake out of the hole, or find the common points of those dead powerful people in the Dayan realm. However, the result was not satisfactory. To be precise, he got nothing. Instead, Zhijian Pavilion lost three golden robe sword-holding men for this.

Those people are like ghosts hiding in the dark, killing people invisibly and leaving people invisibly.

Invisible and intangible. No matter how strict the party guards the situation, the other party can always take the lives of the person they want to take without their awareness.

This feeling of powerlessness and nowhere to be used made the Lord Xiao extremely depressed. Of course, he wanted to pull the murderer out and fight him happily, but the other party did not give him any chance. Instead, the emperor's secret edict was sent to him before Xiao Fu went crazy. No matter how dissatisfied he was in his heart, Xiao Fu could only summon many sword-holding people to return home, and let the matter be stranded for the time being.

He thought that if Li Yulin could not give any explanation about why he was so anxious to recall him back to Henghuang City, he would definitely pull the emperor off the dragon throne and beat him up to vent his anger.

When Xiao Fu felt the scene of the king of a country being beaten to the ground by him and begging for mercy repeatedly, he felt relieved, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart over the past half month also dissipated a little.

The city walls of Henghuang City soon appeared in front of Xiao Fu and his group. It was more than an hour before they could return to that place.

But at this moment, the crowd in front of the night suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Fu shouted in dissatisfaction.

But surprisingly, none of these sword-holding people who had always been awe of Xiao Fu to respond to his dissatisfaction.

Xiao Fu realized something was wrong. He frowned, lifted his bloated belly, pushed away the people holding the sword in front of him, and walked to the front of the team with great strides.

Then when he saw the figure at the front of the team, Lord Xiao’s brow frowned.

In the rich night, a figure stood in front of his team like a ghost.

The figure was wrapped in a black robe that was almost integrated with the night, silent like a sculpture, but the eyes hidden under the hood were shining with scarlet light, like a hungry wolf in the dense forest, staring at the prey that had been fish.

After being slightly stunned, Xiao Fu quickly realized why Mu Leng was stunned when the sword-holding men saw this black figure? It was not that they were timid or that they did not want to, but that the aura emitted from the black figure sealed the five consciousnesses of these sword-holding men - they were imprisoned in place!

This is an extremely strange technique. He couldn't help but lock the qi of the recipient and even locked his consciousness. When he unlocked this method, the recipient could not even realize that he had been cast such a magic.

Who are you?

Such a question came to Xiao Fu's mind at that time, but it was soon swallowed by him again.

Because he soon got the answer.

He finally understood why no matter how many additional personnel were sent, those murderers could easily seize the lives of the person they wanted, and from the beginning to the end, he and the people holding the swords under him were completely aware of this.

His brow sank at that time, "Who are you?" asked a question like "What do you want to do?"

"Fate." The response given by the figure under the black robe was extremely simple, and of course it was extremely strange.

But soon, Xiao Fu Nao understood the "deep meaning".

After the black figure uttered the word, he pointed his toes at the ground, and his body attacked the place where Xiao Fu was like a stream of light.

The black aura wrapped around him seemed to be very consistent with the night color. With his already surprising speed, it was difficult for Xiao Fu to see the trajectory of the other party's attack for a moment.

"Earth Immortal Realm!" The people who can do this in this world, no matter where the master comes from or how old they are, can only be immortals without exception - only immortals can make immortals feel threatened, this is the iron law.

Xiao Fu's heart was shocked and he didn't dare to hold it big. A long sword appeared out of thin air and was held in his hand.

It was a sword that was thin but not wide with two fingers and thin but thick with cicada wings. It was exquisite and exquisite. The hilt was carved with dragons and phoenixes, and was made of gold. Such a sword was naturally in line with the nature of Master Xiao’s ability to get up early without profit, but it was not very suitable for his bloated body.

Next, he wielded his sword agility, and his body movement was as fast as thunder and even more incompatible with his fat figure.

But relying on this body movement, he avoided the sharp sword edge of the man in the black robe.

But this is not the end, it is the beginning.

He was not discouraged by the black robe who failed to hit the attack. He continued to launch his fierce attack towards Xiao Fu. His sword was flowing, and his majestic sword intent was like a dragon going out to sea, a tiger falling from the mountain, and a few evil and evil in the world.

Under such an offensive, Xiao Fu, a powerful man in the Earth Fairyland, had only the power to resist and did not have the ability to fight back at all. He retreated step by step, but the anger in his heart was better than one breath.

Xiao Fu has been circulating in the Great Xia world for so many years, relying on the courageous and fierce spirit in his heart that has never been extinguished.

His heart sank, and he was reluctant to be chased by this black robe.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sword attacking from the black robe. The whistling sword intent on the sword instantly stirred his hand to blood and blood, but Xiao Fu just groaned, and the slender sword took action at this moment, heading straight to the chest of the black robe.

The black robe obviously did not expect that Xiao Fu would be able to exchange injuries for injuries. Seeing that he could not avoid Xiao Fu's sword, he could only reach out and grab the sword that Xiao Fu had stabbed.

So his hand was also injured by Xiao Fu's sword intent at that time, and his skin was instantly bursting.

The two of them were in a stalemate, each holding their own "swords" and each holding their swords. No one let go, because they knew that once they let go, whose sword would first stab at the other's throat. The majestic true energy began to gather around the two of them. Their clothes were agitating, and the true energy and sword intent continued to rush towards each other along their long swords and arms, constantly rushing towards each other's bodies, trying to repel each other.

All moves and calculations lost their meaning at this time, and this duel between immortals turned into an unorganized power battle like a battle between the city.

Soon Xiao Fu's eyebrows frowned, and dense traces of sweat began to emerge on his forehead.

Even though he had tried his best, the true energy in the other party's body was as vast as the sea. He gradually felt that he was unable to do anything, but the other party had no trace of exhaustion. The surging true energy and sword intent continued to surge through the sword body and arms.

"good."

At this moment, the silent black robe suddenly said.

The hoarse sound was covered with a rotten smell, like the smell of dead branches and leaves soaked by rain, which was disgusting.

But what was strange was that Xiao Fu could feel that when he said this, the tone of the black robe actually had a little relief.

“But it’s not enough.”

The black robe continued to say, his clothes rose more violently at that time, and the momentum around him began to rise, as if it was endlessly rising.

Xiao Fu's face changed, but it was too late.

At the moment when the aura of the black robe rose, the force that rushed along the arms and the long sword suddenly increased, and a straight roar of Xiao Feng was roaring.

Xiao Fu's face turned pale in an instant, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body retreated rapidly, leaving dozens of feet away, and then he barely stabilized his body in a mess.

Xiao Fu Nao didn't have time to think about why this black robe had such strong strength. He was about to suppress the internal breath that was surging in his body and fight again. But the black robe was not willing to give him this opportunity. His body almost rushed to Xiao Fu Nao again the moment Xiao Fu stopped, and a palm wind with a dark aura slapped Xiao Fu Nao's chest.

The Lord Xiao, who had been dominating the Daxia River for decades, had no power to fight back under this palm. He paused and fell to the ground.

The same would not give him a chance to fight back, the black robe stretched out again and pressed Xiao Fu's chest. The black breath was like ink on snow-white rice paper, like a poisonous snake gushing out from the bottomless notch, gushing out from under his robe, wrapping Xiao Fu's body.

Not only his body, but also his body, the magnificent true energy inside Xiao Fu was obviously unable to move under the black air.

"You want to kill me?" Xiao Fu looked at the black robe with wide eyes.

Death is not a strange word to Xiao Fu. Since the day he met Li Yulin, he has committed more than once to risk his life for this emperor?

Thirty years ago, the late emperor passed away and his seven sons fought for the throne. He led Li Yulin to fight out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Eighteen years ago, the Demon Sect rebelled, and he entered the enemy alone and took the head of the Demon Sect leader, which calmed down a disaster in the Daxia River.

Seven years ago...

For Xiao Fu, he has always been with death, and he has long been aware of this matter.

But what he didn't expect was that he would die here, at the hands of a person who didn't even know his identity and life.

He could probably imagine how surprised he was when those sword-holding men woke up from this method and looked at his dead body. He might have left such rumors in the Great Xia River and Lake - the rumor that Xiao Funa, the leader of the sword-holding pavilion, tyrannical money, attracted divine punishment, and suddenly died.

Xiao Fu did not cherish his reputation, but when he thought of the insults he would attract after his death, the Pavilion Master was so angry that he felt so angry that he felt.

But no matter what he was thinking, the man in black robe ignored his intentions.

The sword in his hand stabbed straight towards Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu Nao watched all this but couldn't do anything.

puff!

Accompanied by a slight sound.

The sword pierced into Xiao Fu's body, and a severe pain came, and a look of horror appeared in Xiao Fu's eyes.

The sword did pierce into his body, but it was not a vital point like the heart, throat or eyebrows. He pierced into three inches above Xiao Fu Nao's dantian.

There is Zi Mansion, the first reborn palace of immortals.

The black demonic energy poured into Xiao Fu's life palace along the sword body. His purple palace was instantly shattered under the surging demonic energy, and his immortal cultivation began to fall layer by layer with the breaking of the life palace.

In this world where cultivation is everything, the cultivation of bad people is far more terrifying than killing a person.

Realizing this, Xiao Fu's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

But the black robe had no intention of responding to him. After he broke Xiao Fu's life palace, he drew his sword and returned to the sheath, turning around without looking back, as if he had no intention of taking his life.

But when his figure was almost melting into the night, his footsteps stopped slightly and a tone of still rotten smell came out of his mouth.

"Your, not right."

"You have to do it again..."
Chapter completed!