Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng felt a little strange.

He muttered, "Are these two crazy? Since they are monks, wouldn't flying with a sword be much faster than riding a horse?"

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "You're the one with the problem. They're out gathering information and looking for the man in the bamboo hat. Flying on a sword would make them too conspicuous, so riding a horse would make it easier to find clues."

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

I thought that this was not enough for me. It seemed that I needed to hone my skills more in the martial arts world.

Shen Tianqi fed San Zhier the cakes he had brought with him while saying, "Do you think the turmoil in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect this time is related to the Demon Cult?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head and said, "Although we encountered the Demon Cult monks yesterday, I don't think this matter has much to do with the Demon Cult.

First of all, we have seen the man in the bamboo hat before, and the magic spells he used were not from the devil.

Secondly, if it was really the Demon Cult that was causing trouble, Xiaoyao Sword Sect wouldn't have sealed off the mountain gate. They would have already sought help from Yunhai Sect and the nearby righteous sects.

Liu Shiheng didn't make any moves, which shows that his enemy has nothing to do with the Demonic Cult."

Ye Feng stroked his chin and nodded slowly, "That makes sense. Shuang'er, since this matter has nothing to do with the Demon Cult, why don't we go to Qinglong Mountain to see what's going on?"

Ye Feng was deeply poisoned by his senior brothers and sisters in the mountains. In his heart, the disciples of the Demon Sect have been demonized.

If this matter was related to the Demon Cult, he would definitely not join in the fun.

However, since it had nothing to do with the Demon Cult, his thoughts immediately became active.

Eating melons is a common trait of all human beings, and Ye Feng is a very curious person.

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "Why? Do you still want to save that Liu Shiheng? He must have done something unknown thirteen years ago. Since he's here seeking revenge, he deserves it. There's no need for us to get involved."

Shen Tianqi responded, "I agree with Shuang'er. If he truly owes the other party a blood debt, then being killed is his own fault."

Seeing that the two girls disagreed to go to Qinglong Mountain to watch the fun, Ye Feng smiled bitterly and did not insist.

After staying in the teahouse for about an incense stick of time, the three of them continued on their journey.

After walking about five or six miles, I suddenly saw a lot of people gathered on the official road ahead.

When the three of them approached, they found that the two tall horses ridden by Xinggu disciples Feng Yuan and Qian Fang, who had left the teahouse two days ago, were standing alone by the road.

A dozen passers-by were gathered together, pointing and talking.

A bad premonition came over me.

The three of them immediately dismounted and squeezed into the crowd.

I saw two men lying on the side of the road, covered in blood.

It was Feng Yuan and Qian Fang.

At this moment, the thin Qian Fang's neck had been cut in half by the sharp blade, and his head drooped limply to the side, seemingly deader than dead.

As for Feng Yuan, there was a sharp knife wound in his chest, but he seemed to be still breathing.

Ye Feng was shocked and immediately pushed the people away and came to Feng Yuan.

He reached out and felt Feng Yuan's pulse, which was very weak.

Ye Feng immediately gathered his energy, placed his palm on Feng Yuan's chest, and poured pure spiritual power into Feng Yuan's body.

Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi dispersed the people and looked around.

Feng Yuan and Qian Fang left the teahouse half an incense stick ago. At this moment, the wounds on their bodies were still bleeding, which showed that they had just been attacked.

Maybe the attacker is still nearby.

The spiritual consciousness and mental power quickly expanded to explore the surrounding environment.

Sanzhier stood on Shentianqi's shoulder and slowly turned his head.

"squeak!"

Sanzhier seemed to have discovered something and stretched out his little paw to point at a big tree on the east side of the official road.

Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi looked over immediately.

Yun Shuang'er's Hanxi sword was instantly unsheathed, turning into a white cold light and shooting towards the tree.

Boom!

The big tree broke in response.

But then there was a sharp sound of iron and stone colliding.

Han Xi's sword was knocked away, and a black shadow appeared among the fallen trees.

Shen Tianqi took action immediately.

A sword beam shot out.

But the black shadow actually drilled directly into the ground and disappeared in an instant.

Shen Tianqi's magic sword shot in vain.

"Escape from the Earth?"

I saw Shen Tianqi making a seal with his hands and gently passing them in front of my eyes.

Her black and white pupils immediately turned golden.

This is the Buddhist third eye!

But she didn't track the direction the man went.

Yun Shuang'er reached out and grasped the Han Xi Sword that flew back, saying, "Tian Qi, did you find it?"

Shen Tianqi slowly shook his head and said, "The other party was too fast and has already escaped."

Yun Shuang'er looked at San Zhi'er again.

Sanzhier spread out his two little paws, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

The sudden fight caused the people who had gathered here to scatter like birds and beasts.

At this time, Feng Yuan, who had dark skin, finally woke up slowly under Ye Feng's continuous breathing.

Ye Feng breathed in and asked, "Brother Feng, who hurt you?"

The man named Feng Yuan was seriously injured. He seemed to want to speak, but blood kept flowing out of his mouth and he could only make a hoarse sound from his throat.

He used all his strength, slowly reached out and grabbed Ye Feng's hand.

Then, his eyes quickly became blurred, the hand holding Ye Feng slowly dropped, and his life completely disappeared.

Ye Feng looked down and saw a hexagonal iron piece in his palm, which should be some kind of hidden weapon.

Yun Shuang'er asked, "Xiao Feng, how is that person?"

Ye Feng stood up and said slowly: "He's dead. Is the man who just escaped the murderer?"

Yun Shuang'er nodded and said, "It should be."

"Is this the man we met at the restaurant yesterday?"

Yun Shuang'er said, "It's hard to say. This person was too fast and I couldn't see clearly."

Shen Tianqi said, "It should be him. He just performed the Xuanzhen School's Earth Escape Technique. The man in the inn yesterday performed the Xuanzhen School's Invisibility Technique."

Ye Feng asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and spread out the bloody hexagonal iron piece in his palm.

Yun Shuang'er picked up the iron sheet, wiped off the blood stains on it, revealing a very strange mark.

It's like Tai Chi, but not quite.

Yun Shuang'er said, "This seems to be the symbol of the Wuying Sect."

"The Mist Shadow Sect? Yesterday at the restaurant, Tianqi seemed to have mentioned that person had activated the Mist Shadow Sect's breath-holding technique. That's right, it seems the one who attacked these two and escaped must be the strange man in the bamboo hat we encountered yesterday."

Ye Feng spoke slowly.

Yun Shuang'er frowned slightly and said, "It's strange. These two people's cultivation is not high. Would that person kill him?"

Shen Tianqi asked, "What's even more bizarre is that yesterday that person told us not to get involved, and today he killed these two Tianxing Valley disciples right in front of us. Does he want us to get involved, or does he not want us to get involved?"