After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

Flying to the north of Yincheng City, half past Xu time

The days are short and the nights are long in Feiyin City, and the sky completely darkens after Xu time.The north of the city is the most prosperous area in Feiyin City. The largest foundry, dancao shop, trade fair, and spirit beast house are all concentrated in the north of the city.

Xie Yun walked through the busiest street in the north of the city in an unremarkable outfit.

He knew that according to the following plot, Xie Yufei would chase a demon cultivator here alone.

There were several death cases of casual cultivators in the city, and the deceased did not reach the foundation building period, so the monks above the foundation building period were not afraid and still wandered around in the city.

If you ignore the battle of the monks for the treasure, the streets can be described as peaceful.But this peace was quickly broken by the battle——

A monk fled out of the city with his sword. The monk was dressed in common clothes, his right arm was drooping by his side, dripping with blood, and the spirit sword under his feet was gloomy. soul.

Obviously, this is a magician.

The magic cultivator refines the soul of the monk into the spirit sword to achieve the purpose of enhancing his own strength.

This demon cultivator only had the peak cultivation base of the foundation building period, his legs were longer than his abilities, and his greatest ability was to escape for his life.

When Moxiu Yujian crossed most of the street, Xie Yufei Yujian appeared in Xie Yun's sight.

The casual cultivators on the street scattered one after another:

"It's a demon cultivator! There are actually demon cultivators in Feiyin City!"

"Is that the Xie family's disciples are chasing after?"

"This magician runs too fast!"

Moxiu took out a bottle of pills and poured them into his mouth, and shouted loudly while wielding his sword: "Xie! I can't beat you, but you can't catch up with me, why don't you go after that Blood River Gate!"

Xie Yufei raised his hand and shot two red nails, and said coldly: "You are making trouble in Feiyin City, and you expect me to let you go?!"

This demon runs too fast!Xie Yufei would never be able to catch up without the blessing of the immortal artifact, but how could he expose his immortal artifact for a magic cultivator?

Moxiu managed to dodge one, but was hit by another one. The nail immediately burrowed into the flesh after touching the flesh, and Moxiu let out a cry of pain.

Xie Yun pulled the hood and looked up, curious from the bottom of her heart——

Xie Yufei ran so fast when he was fighting for the jelly grass, why can't he run now?

Moxiu's inevitable choice to escape

Xie Yun chased after him lightly. He was fast with his sword, and rushed to the edge of Feiyin City first.

Moxiu crossed the streets and alleys, Xie Yufei couldn't catch up with that Moxiu for a while, seeing that Moxiu was about to cross the city wall.A thin silver light passed through Moxiu's chest, Moxiu shook twice, fell from the sword, and died on the spot.

With the sound of light footsteps, Xie Yufei felt a chill all over his body, resisting the creepy feeling, and looked up.

A black-clothed monk appeared on the street, and the robe covered the figure of the monk.

Xie Yufei hooked his toes and held the spirit sword in his hand: "Thank you for your help. This person is a demon cultivator who has infiltrated Feiyin City and has done a lot of evil..."

Xie Yun kicked Moxiu's body away, and clicked his tongue unhappily.

Sure enough, according to Xie Yufei's cautious character, he would rather let Moxiu go than expose the immortal weapon.

Xie Yufei didn't wait for Xie Yun's response. He had experienced many life-and-death crises. Knowing that the other party might kill him, he immediately jumped up and slashed at Xie Yun with his sword.

The Nascent Soul cultivator has already entered the hall and entered the room on the way of cultivation. Although he does not have the ability to overwhelm mountains and seas, he already has considerable destructive power with the help of spiritual weapons.

Xie Yufei's sword opened and closed, and when he slashed with his sword, the bricks and stones cracked, and countless tongues of fire spit out with the spirit sword.

The marrow-washing fairy grass not only improved Xie Yufei's cultivation, but also broadened Xie Yufei's meridians, removed messy spiritual roots, and stripped pure fire spiritual roots, making Xie Yufei's manipulation of flames more handy.

Xie Yun slipped out a short sword from his sleeve, and gently pushed Xie Yufei's sword away.

Today he deliberately picked a Hidden Sword that he had never used before, it was sharp and thin, the blade was crystal clear and white, and it was condensed with cold air.

The more Xie Yufei hit, the more frightened he became - this swordsman uses his sword like an arm to command, as if he has cultivated to the point where the sword is one with the human.

The sword cultivator had a murderous aura, and Xie Yufei was startled just by his aura.

Xie Yufei couldn't see the opponent's moves, so he tried to parry while trying to formulate: "I am a disciple of the Xie family in Feiyin City, I don't know where I offended fellow daoists, and I ask fellow daoists to do it for Xie's sake. "

Without saying a word, Xie Yun swung the dagger in his hand, spiritual power poured into the dagger, and the sword light followed the moonlight, instantly paving a pure white in front of Xie Yufei's eyes.

Xie Yun was granted the title of young master at the age of ten, and over the years he has single-handedly suppressed the young masters of the five families in Feiyin City.In the original book, he was "self-reliant on genius, arrogant and arrogant", these eight words are indeed not bad at all.

Xie Yufei seemed to be trapped deep in the snowfield, the snow and the cold light were so bright that Xie Yufei couldn't see his surroundings clearly, the biting cold air came from all directions, and the sword air seemed to come from all directions.

Heavy snow without a moon.

This is Xie Yun's self-created sword style, because it is not complete, it has never been shown in front of people.

will die!If you can't stop it, you will die!

The sword energy was only approaching, and Xie Yufei's exposed skin had already been cut.

Xie Yufei didn't care about hiding clumsiness, and threw out the fairy weapon in embarrassment.

The immortal artifact is a small white jade cauldron the size of a palm, transformed into a giant cauldron as tall as two people under the urging of spiritual energy, the top cover was lifted, and Xie Yufei was swallowed in one gulp.

The sword energy and ice flakes grazed the white jade tripod, splashing sparks, but after the sparks passed, the surface of the white jade tripod was not even damaged.

In the realm of self-cultivation, artifacts that can be driven by spiritual power are called spiritual artifacts, which are divided into three categories: spiritual artifacts, treasure artifacts, and fairy artifacts.Each class is subdivided into upper, middle and lower ranks.

Immortal artifacts are mostly treasures left by Mahayana monks, loose immortals, or ascended immortals, which are extremely rare in the cultivation world.

Xie Yun's best spiritual weapon is a middle-grade treasure, which is far from a fairy weapon, not to mention that the Hidden Sword in Xie Yun's hand is only a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Bai Yu Ding Ding spat out blue and white flames, gathered in a mighty manner to form a fire dragon, and slammed into Xie Yun with a long cry.

Xie Yufei's spiritual power was not enough to support the fairy artifact. The white jade tripod turned into a small tripod after the heavy snow and moonless. Broken jade tablet, ask for help from the rest of the Xie family.

The green and white flame didn't know what kind of fire it was. After touching the Hidden Blade, it almost melted the Hidden Blade into molten iron.

Xie Yun was startled, and pulled away to avoid the fire dragon.

Xie Yufei heaved a sigh of relief. Yujian had just taken off when the murderous blade struck from the front right, and the scarlet blade cut off Xie Yufei's way.

A monk appeared from the shadow of the city wall, dressed in black and holding a narrow knife in his hand.Under the moonlight, there was a little cold light on the tip of the knife.

Xie Yun avoided the fire dragon, wondering: who is this?Is this part of the original storyline?

Xie Yufei was short of breath: "Are you two on the same team?"

The friar in black seemed to smile, "Guess."

His voice was indistinguishable, it sounded like a changed voice, and before he finished speaking, he had already cut it off!

The black-clothed monk's sword is thick and heavy, with the momentum of a mountain pressing down on the top. When the blade breaks through the air, a dark and evil spirit follows.

Xie Yufei stepped on the roof and barely avoided the knife.

Xie Yun moved two steps to the right, the sharp edge of the blade brushed past the corner of his clothes.He thought for a while, since both he and the friars in black were targeting Xie Yufei, it would be a good idea to join forces temporarily.

Xie Yun blocked Xie Yufei's way, and before the two of them could make a move, a streak of crimson spiritual power shot rapidly from the south of the city, and exploded between the three of them, shaking them all a long distance away.

The spiritual power spanned half of Feiyin City, and most of it had disappeared when it reached the two of them, and it did not cause any harm to Xie Yun and Moxiu in black.

Xie Yufei breathed a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Thank you, senior!"

The black-clothed monk snorted: "The out-of-body monk from Flying Silver City is not retreating."

Xie Yun looked in the direction from which the spiritual power came, and the monks who were watching the night were rushing over with their swords, and they could see the five Nascent Soul monks from the Xie family and the Wei family from a distance.

The five monks were already within ten feet, and Xie Yufei seemed to have a life-saving weapon on him.

Xie Yun knocked on the hilt of the sword, glanced at Xie Yufei regretfully, turned around and left without further delay.

The black-clothed monk retracted his knife and muttered, "It came so fast."

He was about to leave Feiyin City, but when he saw Xie Yun's back from the corner of his eye, he suddenly changed his mind, turned around and followed behind Xie Yun.

Xie Yun lived in Feiyin City since he was a child, and was very familiar with the alleyways of Feiyin City. He found a place to change into a hood, and successfully blended into the crowd when he came out.

After Xie Yun changed her clothes, she glanced back through the glazed lamp on the street—the black-clothed monk was still following behind.

With his hands in his sleeves, he found an alleyway and turned in.The black-clothed monk followed without hesitation, Xie Yun turned back from another alley, just in time to block the black-clothed monk in the alley.

Xie Yun: "Your Majesty, what are you doing here?"

His right hand in the sleeve tapped impatiently on the hilt of his sword.

The monk lifted the mask to reveal half of his face, showing his thin lips and chin: "I hit you like old friends at first sight, and I came here to discuss with you..."

Xie Yun cut diagonally with his sword, and hit the opponent's knife with a clang. Neither of them used spiritual power to maintain this confrontational posture.

Xie Yun: "Discuss how you want to die?"

Having said that, Xie Yun knew that neither of them had any intention of fighting—the night watch team was still searching for the two of them, and neither Xie Yun nor the monk in black wanted to make a big fuss.

The black-clothed monk glanced at the sword, and took the name of the sword on the sword into his eyes.

A sword in the sleeve, a foot of snow.

Never heard of this sword name.

The black-clothed monk looked over curiously. He was so tightly wrapped that he couldn't see his face. Even his figure was hidden under the cloak. Only broad shoulders and narrow waist could be vaguely seen. The hand holding the sword was hanging in the moonlight, coldly. white.

Dressing up like a casual cultivator with no background, it should actually be to blend in with the crowd.

Unlike myself who was too lazy to cover up too much, this person had a strong killing intent, but judging from his appearance, he was not willing to reveal his identity.

Probably someone Xie Yufei knew.

Xie Yun's eyes fell on the black monk's weapon.

A horizontal knife, long and narrow.The utensils follow the owner, and the blade exudes evil spirits from the inside to the outside.The tassel is a knot made of red string, and the color is dull.

The knot, still a red knot, is in a messy and invisible style, which wonderfully dilutes the evil spirit of the knife and the person.

Mozun Ying Bai Ye.

This Demon Lord does not know where his strange habit comes from. He always wears a half-new and not old broken red festival on his knife, and he is often criticized as a "sissy".

Xie Yun looked at Ying Baiye, who was only in the Yuanying stage, and filled in the three missing words in his heart: future.

Ying Mozun slightly bent the corners of his mouth: "My surname is Xie, your surname?"

The author has something to say:

Ying Baiye: First dig a hole for yourself.

Forgot to mention, this chapter also has [-] red envelopes mua~