The other side's soul-catching man was also holding a pair of Yin Li's eyes and looking at Ouyang Longyan without blinking.

But when he saw the soft sword in Ouyang Longyan's hand was right in front of Feng Qingzi, his hand couldn't stab.

He can't kill the Feng Old Man in front of him.

Old Feng looked at Ouyang Longyan with a peaceful smile on his face, murmured, "Kill me..."

Ouyang Longyan's hands were trembling, and even the soft sword in his hand was trembling gently... but it couldn't be stabbed.

Although no one knows why Ouyang Longyan, who has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, did not use this sword... But from this we can see that Ouyang Longyan is alone after all, and still has a little emotion.

Seeing that the situation had become strange, the drunkard and the soul-catching envoy felt Ouyang Longyan's changes at this moment.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a puff!

The soft sword pierced the old Feng's chest at once...

No!

It was not the sword that Ouyang Longyan stabbed out, but the old man Feng himself hit Ouyang Longyan's sword with his body. When Old Feng suddenly hit the tip of the sword with his body, Ouyang Longyan was stunned.

Why did Feng Qingzi do this? Did he already know that he would die now?

Yes!

Mr. Feng really knew that the reason he did this was just to give Ouyang Longyan a better place.

But after Mr. Feng suddenly hit the soft sword with his body, his face became peaceful and he still had a smile... It seemed that he was very happy to die under Ouyang Longyan's sword...

At the same time, his mouth slowly approached Ouyang Longyan's ear and uttered a few words with difficulty... After spitting out these words, Mr. Feng's head tilted in an instant.

Dead!

Feng Qingzi is dead.

Feng Qingzi, who was once the master of Kunlun Xuanmen, died at this moment.

Facing Ouyang Longyan who died in his arms, his body stood there, motionless. No one saw the expression on his face clearly, nor did he know what he was thinking in his heart at this moment.

He pulled out the sword inserted on Feng Qingzi with a whoosh!

After Mr. Feng pulled out his soft sword, his body fell to the ground with a thud.

The wind is blowing... the sword is shaking... but the person is dead.

The soft sword was touched by Feng Qingzi's blood bank and entered the scabbard. Ouyang Longyan turned around coldly, without saying a word, and without looking at the body of Mr. Feng.

After Feng Qingzi died, the drunkard and the soul-catching man in front of him were relieved.

Although the two of them didn't know why Ouyang Longyan was hesitating just now, Ouyang Longyan finally killed Feng Qingzi.

"Search for the "Shistorical Book Pill" on this old guy." I heard my soul-catching man Yin Sensing said.

After he finished speaking, the drunkard quickly searched the dead Feng Qingzi.

After searching, it was a pity that the drunkard got nothing from Feng Qingzi.

At this moment, not only did he stand up and say to the soul-attracting envoy, "There is no "Shistorical Book Pills."

Hearing the drunkard in front of him say this, the soul-catching eyes made the pair of eyes look ugly. The yin-savvy eyes bet on Feng Qingzi's corpse, and murmured: "It seems that this old guy has been prepared for a long time."

The drunkard said, "The soul-catching messenger means that the "Sky Book Pill Scroll" may have been hidden by this old guy? Or has it been handed over to someone else?"

The soul-catching man stood aside without saying anything, and thought in silence.

"Maybe..."

"Forget it, let's go! "The Book of Heavenly Book" can't escape..."

After saying that, the soul-catching man and the drunkard figure flashed and rushed into the woods quickly, like the wind.

Only at this moment, Ouyang Longyan was standing there, his face was still so cold... still as if he had no feelings at all!

But can he really not have any feelings?

He slowly turned around, and his cold eyes trembled slightly after looking at Old Feng's corpse, then turned around, and quickly disappeared into the woods in front of him.

And what about Mr. Feng's body? He was thrown here like this... His blood had begun to dry up slowly, and the face of Zhang's dead face turned pale...

Who could have imagined that in this wilderness, the famous Kunlun Feng Lao died here tragically...

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"Sick ghost, are you kidding me? What's wrong with the little boss... The little boss's arm is ruined? How is it possible?"

In a room, I saw Tang Xiaolong, who was still wearing a bandage on his hands, suddenly screaming.

There was a deep sense of disbelief in his eyes, looking at the sick scholar Chen Qiaozhi in front of him.

Tang Xiaolong has recovered because he was tortured by the Yuwen family, but his arms are still wrapped in bandages and his face is slightly sallow.

And Ah Qiu was basically healed, and he was standing aside indifferently at this moment.

But after the two of them were in good health, Chen Qiaozhi told Tang Xiaolong and Ah Qiu in front of him all the things that happened in the near time.

Isn't this? When I suddenly heard that Li Tian's arm became "destroyed", how could Tang Xiaolong and A Qiu in front of me accept it?

After Tang Xiaolong was shocked and asked, Chen Qiaozhi in front of him sighed softly: "Hey! What I said is true."

"Li Tian's arm... was deeply broken by Yuwen Huangji last time... Although it seems to be recovering now, I heard from the ghost servant and Dugu Xie's saying... It seems that Li Tian can no longer use martial arts... and even the key things can no longer be raised."

Listening to Chen Qiaozhi say this again, Tang Xiaolong's eyes suddenly turned bloody.

He murmured in disbelief and said, "Is this true? This is true..."

"Impossible! Impossible! The boss's arms will not be ruined!" Tang Xiaolong suddenly seemed unable to accept this fact, and shouted loudly as if he was crazy.

The old monster Ge in front of him quickly grabbed Tang Xiaolong: "Calm down, boy."

"Li Tian was just injured on both arms... he wasn't dead again. Why are you so sad?" said Ge Laoqiu.

Tang Xiaolong raised his blood-red eyes and stared at Old Monster Ge: "You old monster... what do you know? If the boss's arm is really ruined, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable than killing him?"

Listening to Tang Xiaolong's roar, the old monster Ge frowned and thought about it. In fact, Tang Xiaolong said it well.
Chapter completed!