Cheng Ningfeng carefully touched Yubeicheng.

He had already noticed something was wrong, it was too quiet, and the whole city was not sounded at all. The city was bright and lit, was it an empty city? He believed in his superb ability to sneak. Although he was vigilant, he still decided to find out.

It is really a small town, obviously built in a hurry, with a small scale and poor defense.

Cheng Ningfeng shook his head secretly in his heart. As the outside world rumored, most of the strength of Songjian Valley was supported by Shi Xueman. As soon as Shi Xueman left, most of the time he fell apart, and even the snow lava could not be protected.

Ai Hui was also seriously injured, just need to be careful with Mr. Dou. In Shi Xueman's team, Yang Xiaodong and Lebulian's apprentice Zu Yan were found.

Cheng Ningfeng still didn't dare to be careless, his nerves were tense, and he carefully climbed over the city wall, and was always on guard against attacks from the city.

But nothing is there.

The streets in the city are empty and there are no people, and all the lights are on.

Inexplicably, a chill rose in Cheng Ningfeng's heart. The empty city was like a bottomless bloody mouth waiting for prey to come.

Cheng Ningfeng calmed down and let out a long breath. The other party was just pretending to be mysterious. Who should he scare him? In the end, it depends on who has the biggest fist and whose knife is faster.

At this moment, he vaguely heard a sword sound.

It was like coming from a distant place.

Is it the top of the mountain?

Cheng Ningfeng subconsciously followed the sound and looked up, and then he saw a sword light.

A silver-like sword light fell from the sky, and the instant light illuminated the sky at night, and even the lights all over the city were suppressed to be dim.

What is that!

Cheng Ningfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, reflecting a little silver light.

A silver light flashed, and the sword light came to him, illuminating the fear and despair on his face.

This...what is this?

Cheng Ningfeng's mind was blank, and he couldn't even associate this light as thick as the mouth of a bowl with the sword light!

His body was motionless, and the thick sword light penetrated his body effortlessly.

He stood blankly, like a clay puppet, with a hole the size of a bowl on his chest, and he could clearly see the ground behind him and the bottomless pit on the ground.

Blood in the body had not had time to gush out from the wound.

The sharp and sharp roar came late, accompanied by the violent airflow, and hit Cheng Ningfeng's body. Cheng Ningfeng's body was like a fragile puppet, instantly torn into several pieces, and blood rain sprayed all over the wall.

The night returns to the silence.

The lights in Yubei City are still bright.

The faces of the Xiahou brothers lurking behind the rocks have completely changed at this time.

"The top of the mountain, the sword light comes from the top of the mountain!"

"It must be a kind of sword formation!"

The two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. They didn't see the sword just now. This was extremely rare for the master.

What experienced veterans fear the most is the unknown. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they will have flaws and can find solutions, while the unknown means it cannot be predicted.

On the top of the mountain, the night breeze is slightly cool.

The Iron Bag Sword Tower is like an ugly steel monster, entrenched on the huge rocks, staring at the prey below from a high point.

The members of the Thunder Sword cheered and encouraged. The black shadow just now was their first victory, and everyone was in excitement. Before, everyone was worried about whether the Thunder Sword had a future. Until now, they completely let go.

The big iron basket is a bit ugly, but it is also a defensive weapon if used well.

Although it is not as good as Zhenshen Peak's attack and defense, and has many changes, its attack power is also quite large.

Everyone's face was filled with joy. Being able to fight was the guarantee of survival in troubled times. Even Gu Xuan couldn't help but show joy. If they knew that the black shadow he just killed was the famous [Black Mist Wolf] Cheng Ningfeng, they would have been even more surprised.

Seeing that everyone was so excited, Ai Hui had to cough lightly: "Prepare for the next wave of attacks."

The excited people gradually calmed down.

The sword sounded again.

fail!

Ai Hui shook his head secretly, he still needs to train more. Everyone was too excited just now and had not calmed down. Thirteen people made mistakes.

The error rate is so high that it hasn't happened for a long time.

But Ai Hui did not blame everyone. He could understand everyone's excitement. All the elites could not be trained overnight. The team members who made mistakes also smiled and felt a little embarrassed.

Come again!

The sword sounded.

It failed again, and although everyone tried hard to calm down, five people still made mistakes.

There is a huge difference between training and actual combat. It is already very good to be able to achieve 90% success in training, and it is already very good to be able to achieve 60% or 70% in combat.

The Xiahou brothers looked at each other and the light flashed.

"It's indeed a sword formation! It's very powerful, not every time I can succeed."

"Three failed, one success."

Both of them are experienced in combat and know very well what is the right way to deal with such an attack. However, they could figure it out and others could figure it out.

Sure enough, several figures suddenly rose up and rushed towards the top of the mountain like lightning.

They had already seen that Yubei City was a bait to attract their attention. Ai Hui arranged the sword formation on the top of the mountain, condescending to the top of the mountain, and the position was excellent.

However, what's the use of a sword formation with only one-quarter success rate?

The members of the Iron Bag Sword Tower on the top of the mountain saw several figures rushing along the mountains, and suddenly became commotion.

At this moment, Ai Hui's calm voice rang in their ears: "Everyone closed their eyes."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but then closed their eyes. After closing their eyes, they quickly calmed down and their breath became calmer.

Ai Hui's naked eyes shone brightly, like surging stars.

The sword sounded again.

When the sword is swung neatly, the sword is as bright as water waves.

The sharp sword light once again illuminated the sky at night and the vast mountains in the distance.

The sword light suddenly broke through the air, leaving a dazzling mark of light in the night.

As if a figure rushed over quickly, he tried hard to change his figure. Everyone felt a flash in front of him, and suddenly there were several more figures around him.

Xiahou Jie couldn't help but shout: "Okay!"

He has already recognized who this person is, [Qianying Dao] Yue Chongyang!

Yue Chongyang is a master. His master's way is [Clan]. He can transform into multiple clones. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false of these clones. Yue Chongyang perfectly integrates clones and sword techniques to form a unique [Thousand Shadows Knife]. Once used, thousands of shadows are heavy, and the sword light is like waves, thousands of layers, making it difficult to distinguish things and deeply trapped in it.

Seeing Yue Chongyang performing the [Thousand Shadow Knife] at such a critical moment, Xiahou Jie couldn't help but cheer.

The sword light that broke through the sky was like lightning, which was difficult for the naked eye to capture.

Puzzle through a figure.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath. They were full of expectations and they must have failed! There were more than ten figures in the sky, and they could not tell at all.

It must be a failure...

The next moment, the sky was filled with figures, like bubbles, and they were annihilated at the same time.

Only a figure full of astonishment was left. The man stared at the wound with a big mouth in his chest, his face full of disbelief. He had no time to figure out why the enemy could capture his true body. The belated sharp and sharp sword roar was accompanied by the stormy airflow, like a heavy hammer hitting his body hard.

boom!

In the air, Yue Chongyang's body was instantly torn apart, and the bloody rain exploded, and the scene was extremely bloody.

At the same time, the other figures that broke out were involuntarily stagnant, and each person's head had a brief blank. Compared to Cheng Ningfeng just now, Qianying Dao Yue Chongyang, he is much stronger. He is a master.

Moreover, Yue Chongyang was killed when he used the Thousand Shadow Sword, which brought everyone much more shock and impact than Cheng Ningfeng.

Ai Hui on the top of the mountain stood solemnly above the sword tower, looking down below, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes.

The sword clouds in his body flowed slowly, and everything around him appeared in his heart like a reflection. Ai Hui had never heard of the name of the Qianying Dao Yue Chongyang, but the clones that transformed the Yuanli just now still amaze Ai Hui.

A very imaginative master's way!

If I were the one I used to be, I would definitely not be able to tell which one was the real body.

But now, what he "sees" is not just Yuanli.

The Yuan power in his body was empty, but Ai Hui saw another sky. At this moment, his heart was extremely calm and his mind was silent. He raised the Wufeng sword in his hand and said, "Prepare for the next wave."

Ai Hui's calmness infected others, and everyone's distracting thoughts disappeared, their eyes closed and their concentration was concentrated.

The sword sounded again.

Awakened everyone below.

The sword light breaks through the air!
To be continued...