In the Chen Mansion, in a guest room, Li Xiaoyao was sitting on a wooden bed meditating, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out of his eyes. He shook his figure, walked out of the guest room, and came to the courtyard of the Chen Mansion. He took the form of a large peng and swept up from the ground, not to say that he was a great ostrich. He crossed the walls of Chen's mansion and disappeared into the long snowy night.

In Dehua City, in an inconspicuous inn, in a clean and tidy guest room, two guests were talking softly in the dim candlelight, one of them was dressed in a green shirt, a man dressed as a scholar suddenly stopped talking, he frowned, and the other man in a gray shirt had a bright light in his eyes, he looked at the scholar in the green shirt, and his face suddenly changed. The two pushed open the wooden window next to the guest room, jumped out of the window, and landed gently on the street. The two stood on the street, listened quietly for a while, and immediately spread out their figures, and disappeared into the wind and snow after a few ups and downs on the street. A thin layer of snow-covered ground had accumulated, but no footprints had been left of the two men.

"Bang",

The right palm of the man in black slapped on Ye Yinfeng's left chest, and the dead branch in his hand turned into a broken branch after sinking into the throat of the man in black. Ye Yinfeng felt a tearing pain in his left chest, and the internal force in the black-clothed man's palm wantonly destroyed his internal organs in his body, and he only felt a thick blood stain spit out of his mouth.

Ye Yinfeng was slapped out several feet away by the palm of the man in black, and he flew upside down several times in a row before he fell to the ground. His whole body seemed to fall apart, and he lay weakly on the snow, watching the body of the man in black slowly fall to the ground.

A fluke of hard work allowed him to get the best opportunity first, thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but shudder a few times. If it weren't for the mentality of the man in black who underestimated the enemy, he was afraid that he would really be in trouble. He rolled over weakly and lay on his back, a tingling pain in his left shoulder and left palm, which kept irritating his nerves. The internal force of the black-clothed man flowing freely in his body has been destroying the internal organs in his body.

A trace of sleepiness began to invade his brain, is he really going to die, the dying palm of the man in black, almost exhausted all his strength, he couldn't feel his ribs and didn't know how many were broken, and all his internal organs had been displaced. Ye Yinfeng was unwilling to give up, and a strong survival ** filled his brain.

And the Tai Halal Qi in his body seemed to know his current situation, and it accelerated on its own, running repeatedly in his body day after week. Unbeknownst to him, his breathing began to wane.

Ye Yinfeng lay on his back on the snow, looking at the snowflakes falling in the night sky, and the snowflakes began to slowly accumulate. Ye Yinfeng seemed to see the snowflakes that had become the bright and innocent smiling face of his sister Ye Ruyan, and seemed to be calling out softly to him: "Brother, brother,"

Ye Yinfeng stretched out his hand with difficulty and seemed to want to touch his sister's smiling face, but he hung down weakly, and after a while, Ye Ruyan's smiling face disappeared, and began to gather into his father's kind smiling face, which seemed to be calling out to him, his consciousness began to blur, and he saw his mother's peaceful face again, and the third uncle Ye Ran's face full of vicissitudes, and the snowflakes turned into the sloppy old Taoist face for a while.

Is it really going to die, Ye Yinfeng only had the last trace of sober consciousness, and muttered silently, I heard someone say when I was a child that people who are about to die will see their deceased relatives. Two tear stains crossed his cheeks, and he tried to open his eyes again to see the faces of his loved ones in the snowflakes, but his eyelids slowly closed. His consciousness began to dissipate, and he slowly lost consciousness.

The wind was blowing stronger and stronger, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky became thicker, and the unconscious Ye Yinfeng was covered with snowflakes, and from a distance it looked like a pile of snow, and the snow on the street was getting thicker and thicker.

The two figures rushed towards the wind and snow, and stopped not far from the unconscious Ye Yinfeng.

"Hey, big brother, isn't this the boy in the ruined temple." The gray-shirted man made a "squeak" sound as he stepped on the white snow, came to Ye Yinfeng's side, and said to the other green-shirted scholar.

"There's one more over there." The scholar in the green shirt found that there was a man in black lying three or four feet away from the unconscious Ye Yinfeng, he stepped forward and carefully looked at the man in black lying in the snow, and found that the man in black had his eyes wide open, and he had already died of exhaustion.

Looking down at the black-clothed man's eyes, the green-shirted scholar's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, only to see a small dry branch stuck in the black-clothed man's throat. Bright red blood flowed down the dead branches and seeped into the snow, and a dazzling bright red made people look very uncomfortable. A single dead branch would kill the man in black, and even he couldn't do it. He looked at the black clothes on the blood-soaked man in black, and saw that there were two barely recognizable words on the chest of the man in black, "Piercing the sky".

The scholar in the green shirt showed a solemn gaze in his eyes, and took a slight breath, who is that young man, the killer of the Heavenly Alliance. Could it be that the boy killed the killer with this dead branch? It would be too unbelievable if this was the case, and a guess popped up in his mind, which should be a lose-lose style of play. He couldn't help but have a strong interest in this young man lying in the snow who did not know his life and death, and at the same time admired the courage and wit of this young man.

"Big brother, this young man is not dead, his heart is still beating." The gray-shirted man probed Ye Yinfeng's snort, and then probed his chest with his hand, and said loudly to the green-shirted book, "It's just that this young man breathes very little, and he may be more than lucky." ”

When the green-shirted scholar heard this, he immediately walked to Ye Yinfeng's side and helped him up, who was unconscious. I saw that the young man's left shoulder and right hand were still bleeding, and the blood began to show signs of slowly turning black. But it didn't turn black at all, and it seemed that there was a force suppressing it.

"It looks like the boy has been poisoned, and he has broken two ribs, and obviously has serious internal injuries." The green-shirted scholar instructed the gray-shirted man to straighten Ye Yinfeng and lightly pressed his back shirt with both palms. A strong internal force was lost into Ye Yinfeng's body. The green-shirted scholar's eyes showed a puzzled look, because the internal force he had infused seemed to be repelled by another powerful force. He couldn't help but increase the internal force of the conveyance, but it was still the same.

At this time, Ye Yin, who was unconscious, did not react at all, and he didn't know anything about his body and the two people.

"Strange, this young man's internal strength is very strange." The green-shirted scholar muttered.

"Big brother, what's wrong, is this boy really hopeless?" The gray-shirted man who was supporting Ye Yinfeng asked anxiously.

The scholar in the green shirt was about to answer,

At this time, a long howl sounded in the snowy night sky, from far to near, and in a moment came to the street where Ye Yinfeng was.

The green-shirted scholar and the gray-clothed man looked stunned, and secretly exclaimed, could it be that other killers from the Assassination Heaven Alliance are coming. Listening to the long howl, it is obvious that he is a person with deep internal strength. They were on full alert, watching for the arrival of the howling man.

Through the white light of the snow, they saw a fat figure, rolling snowflakes from the sky, falling not far from them. I saw a fat Taoist priest about fourteen years old, wearing a wide Taoist robe, the fat Taoist priest looked at them coldly, and the Taoist robe on his whole body suddenly bulged, like a giant balloon. The fat Taoist priest looked at the unconscious Ye Yinfeng who they were holding, his face changed slightly, and a pair of eyes that were originally there narrowed, and a fierce cold light shot out of his eyes.

"You take care of this young man first, I'll go and meet this fat Taoist, I suspect that this fat Taoist priest is pretending to be someone from the Assassin Heaven Alliance, after all, this assassin of the Assassin Heaven Alliance is elusive, we have to guard against it." The green-shirted scholar whispered to the gray-clothed man.

"Well, be careful yourself, this fat Taoist priest is not simple, if you really want to fight, I'm afraid I'm not his opponent." The man in gray bowed.

Li Xiaoyao quietly looked at the man in gray supporting Ye Yinfeng, and secretly shouted in his heart, he was looking for a good way to save Ye Yinfeng. What he didn't notice at all was that there was a man in black lying three or four feet behind the man in gray and the scholar in Tsing Yi, as if he was about to be covered by the snow.

The green-shirted scholar took a few steps forward, his whole body was full of true qi, and his nerves tensed, and he stepped forward to ask the fat dao.

saw the fat Taoist priest's figure scurry, and his body turned into a spiral snail and rushed towards him. I saw snowflakes swirling around the fat Taoist priest, turning into a wall of snow. The fat Taoist priest burst out with a magnificent momentum that enveloped him.

Such an amazing internal force, the scholar in the green shirt sighed in his heart. At the same time, he also exploded his momentum to the extreme, and greeted the fat Taoist.

Master, that person's cultivation is obviously not below him, Li Xiaoyao didn't feel his heart sink. It looked like it would take a lot of effort to save the kid, he thought to himself.

The momentum of the green-shirted scholar's whole body exploded, and a thick breath collided with Li Yao, and the snowflakes flying in the air were suddenly aroused by the colliding breath, and immediately turned into pieces of mist.

With a loud "boom", the two figures collided together, and the gusts of wind turned the snowflakes falling in the air into dots of white light and flew away.

"Master," the two of them exclaimed in their hearts at the same time, and immediately parted.

Li Xiaoyao's hands quickly formed various knots on his chest, and the more aggressive momentum began to spread, and the snowflakes turned into crystal clear swords on his chest, and the momentum became bigger and bigger, only to see his face flushed, and his momentum had gathered to the extreme.

He roared, and his hands lightly circled his chest, and in the knot seal pinched by his hands, countless snowflakes turned into crystal clear swords and roared towards the scholar in green shirts.

"The Great Zhou Tianxuangong of Taoism." The scholar in the green shirt was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "This Taoist leader, please stop." ”

Li Xiaoyao heard the exclamation of the green-shirted scholar, but it was too late to stop.

I saw a sharp sword made of snowflakes roaring and shooting towards the green-shirted scholar, and the green-shirted scholar wanted to dodge but it was too late, even if he dodged, there was the unconscious boy behind him.

The scholar in the green shirt gritted his teeth, and he suddenly laid out white curtain walls all over his body. The white curtain wall rises into the sky, and the white light flickers, which is particularly dazzling in the snowy night sky.

"Haotian Sect's Haoran True Qi." Li Xiaoyao was also taken aback when he saw this.

"Boom"

After a deafening sound,

I saw that the scholar in the green shirt was in a mess, the white curtain wall was shattered, and the green shirt was torn several times. He only felt that his throat was hot, and he was almost about to spit out the blood that had surged up, but the white light in his whole body dimmed a lot.

Li Xiaoyao's figure shook and stabilized his body, and there was no big problem. He couldn't help but secretly cry bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect that this green-shirted scholar turned out to be a member of Haotian Sect. Now the beam is bigger, he couldn't help but scold in his heart.

"Cough, cough," just when Li Xiaoyao didn't know what to do, he only heard a coughing sound. But he saw Ye Yinfeng in the arms of the gray-clothed man waking up, and he hurriedly walked towards Ye Yinfeng regardless of the other two.

When Ye Yinfeng was in the darkness, a loud noise pulled him out of the darkness, he opened his eyes, and saw a chubby face with some childish appearance in front of him, and the eyes in the chubby face were full of concern. Although Ye Yinfeng saw this fat Taoist priest for the second time, he still felt a sense of intimacy from him.

"Fat Taoist, you're here." Ye Yinfeng spit out these words with difficulty in his mouth.

When Li Xiaoyao heard this, he rolled his eyes angrily and shouted, "What fat Taoist, I am your senior brother." ”