The sky is full of stars, competing with the waning moon for brilliance.

There were torches like a forest downstairs, with dark shadows looming in the flames. No one knew how many people had arrived. The Sun and Moon Sect members had long been impatient waiting, but they were all quiet, not making a sound.

Feng Yi's green robe fluttered as he jumped down the stairs. He landed silently without making any sound, without even a speck of dust startling him. He was lighter than a bird.

Everyone was startled. Although Feng Yi was famous, not many people had actually seen his skills, especially those in the Sun and Moon Sect, who had only heard about him through rumors.

People in the martial arts world say that he is very skilled in martial arts, but no one can tell exactly how skilled he is. No one even knows where he comes from.

After all, the final word is "unfathomable".

In this way, Feng Yi's reputation became even greater.

The members of the Sun and Moon Sect only began to realize at this moment that the name "Sword in the Palm of Death" must be well-deserved and this light skill alone was enough to astound the world.

No wonder a flute piece of music claimed hundreds of lives. It was obvious that this person's skills had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

The members of the Demon Cult held torches in their hands and formed a big circle, illuminating every detail inside the circle. They saw Feng Yi Yuxiao, dressed in a green shirt, coming towards them freely. With a clatter, they drew their swords and strung their arrows, ready for battle.

Feng Yi looked around, as if he was walking on the moon and looking at the scenery, with a very leisurely attitude: "Elder Jia, this is where the Ming Taizu built his capital. The moonlight is still bright and the prosperity has not yet ended. You are mobilizing such a large number of troops. Do you really not take the imperial court law seriously?"

Although the capital is no longer in Nanjing, it is still a secondary capital. The Qinhuai River is still prosperous even in the dim night.

But this group of people actually dared to openly surround the building with weapons. It has to be said that they did not take the imperial court seriously at all.

Jia Bu smiled and said, "Hero Feng killed hundreds or even thousands of people at a time, and destroyed the lives of so many innocent people. Where do you put the court?"

When the Sun and Moon Sect members saw Feng Yi had walked out of the circle, the men on both sides moved aside to make way for him.

Feng Yi did not pause for a moment, and said as he walked: "The dignified Demon Sect has actually learned to slander, how chilling!"

"Slander?" Qin Weibang said in a muffled voice, "It's better to say that the great knight is quite famous and it's hard to invite him!"

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with ferocity, and seeing that his face was bruised and swollen, he was covered in dirt, and his speech was lisp, it was obvious that he was hit hard by Green Bamboo Old Man and had lost several teeth. Even the Saint Lady hated him.

Qin Weibang was a big man, and when he was glanced at, he couldn't help but feel timid. Like a little wife, he leaned towards Jiabu Shangguanyun and thought to himself, "How can this man's eyes be so sharp? Even the leader can't compare to him!"

Feng Yi said calmly: "Okay, time is running out. Do you want to compete with me in a duel, or do you want to use poison needles or poison water to attack me? Come on!"

Several elders looked at each other in bewilderment. They knew that Feng Yi was very powerful. The hundreds of people who came were all capable members of the Sun and Moon Sect, and their martial arts skills were quite impressive.

They were divided into three groups. One group was armed with a mixture of swords and knives, as well as some strange weapons. One group was armed with crossbows and bows, and the other group was armed with water guns that sprayed poisonous water. So if Feng Yi dared to enter the encirclement, he would be seeking death.

Who knew the other party would come in like this? They were still secretly rejoicing.

But when they heard that he knew the weapons they had prepared, but still took the initiative to enter, so calmly and freely, they were a little puzzled.

These elders of the Demon Cult rose to their positions through meritorious service, so naturally they have been through the martial arts world for a long time. As the saying goes, they remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of them. This is certainly the demeanor of a master, but for someone like Feng Yi, who looks gentle on the outside, speaks unruly, and is indifferent to life, it is obvious that there is a demon living in his heart.

If he doesn't move, it's fine. But if he moves, he will kill you by cutting your throat. He is as wild as a wolf.

They really used poisonous water, and as the saying goes, Buddha and devil are only one thought away, which would surely overthrow the Buddha in his heart, and then he would naturally face the devil.

Jia Bu forced himself to remain calm, clapped his hands, exclaimed, and said, "Master Feng is indeed very courageous. I just wonder which master could have trained such a talent like you!"

With Jia Bu's great reputation and orders, he was unwilling to suffer any setbacks and acted with extra caution. Seeing that Jia Bu was more polite to Feng Yi, everyone guessed that his master was a person of great background.

"With such a large lineup, are you here to ask about my master?" Feng Yi said casually and leisurely.

However, an invisible power was gushing out from deep within his body. Naturally, several elders were apprehensive: "Feng Yi is young, but he is so capable. Who is the master behind him?"

Even though the Sun Moon Sect didn't even take the imperial court seriously, they were really scared when they met Feng Yi! Because the two were completely different.

If the imperial court dares to take action against the Sun Moon Sect, the imperial court is fixed, and they can either launch sneak attacks or assassinate people, or they can spread out across the country and turn the imperial court upside down.

If the imperial court wanted to encircle and suppress Heimu Cliff, the terrain there is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and even an army of 100,000 would find it difficult to conquer it. The cost would simply outweigh the gain, so everyone just did their own thing.

Just like the fights between social groups in some places today, the imperial court will not really intervene all the time.

Therefore, although the Demon Cult and the righteous martial arts sects have a hundred-year-long feud, it has always been the Demon Cult that attacked the various martial arts sects, and no sect dared to think of attacking Black Wood Cliff.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they simply can't do it! No matter how arrogant a martial artist is, they don't think that their own sect can compete with the imperial army.

Their only strength is sabotage in secret.

Of course, it is also because of this that the imperial court can control those upright figures in the martial arts world who have families and careers, but it is very troublesome to deal with the underworld figures.

Everyone is afraid of being attacked by guerrillas.

Feng Yi is like this now. He is alone, has no fixed place to live, runs around everywhere, and plays with prostitutes as soon as he debuts. He is obviously a playboy. What is there to care about?

If you fail to kill the snake, you will only end up harming yourself.

The Sun Moon Divine Sect will suffer more losses than gains, just like the imperial court faced with martial arts figures.

"Since you all want to kill me." Feng Yi raised his head and said loudly: "Why hide?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shouting, "We are all united against the same enemy. What difference does it make to be divided between different sects? Whether you are seeking revenge or gratitude, come out together!"

In an instant, many people jumped out from the roofs of the houses on all four sides, there were as many as fifty or sixty people, including men and women, old and young, monks and Taoists, all with weapons flashing.

At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard, and a group of people came quickly with torches held high. Dozens of people were seen with white cloth wrapped around their heads and white silk tied around their waists.

Jabu's eyes sparkled and he waved his hand immediately, and the people from the Sun and Moon Sect stepped aside. The best thing was to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.

Feng Yi turned his head and saw another forty or fifty people running towards him. They looked quite familiar, especially their clothes. It seemed that they were from the Qingcheng Sect.

Hou Renying shouted, "Feng, you killed my master and harmed my fellow apprentice. You will pay for your life today!"

Feng Yi didn't know him either, but seeing him boasting, he said unhappily, "Just you?"

Hou Renying shouted: "I am not good enough, but how can a hero in the world tolerate a lunatic like you!"

Feng Yi smiled and said word by word: "Who is the hero in the world? Let me see him!"

Suddenly, someone was heard saying loudly: "How dare you be so bold and evil to look down on the heroes of the world like this."

As the words came out, four people flew out from the right like lightning and jumped in front of Hou Renying. The four people moved in unison, wearing tall hats and purple clothes, with long swords hanging from their waists, and they were about forty years old.

Jia Bu shouted, "The Four Swords of Emei!"

Everyone was shocked to find out that these four people were from the Emei Sect.

The Emei School has its own unique martial arts style. As time goes by, its sword techniques are known for being fierce and swift.

The Four Swords of Emei have a set of Four Symbols Sword Formation, which was transformed from the Four Symbols Palms of Emei, and is capable of both offense and defense.

If you are trapped in the sword formation, it is almost impossible to survive.

The four of them working together are enough to compete with any master in the world, but no one expected them to appear here.

"Emei Sect?" Feng Yi nodded slightly: "The Demon Sect came to me because I killed their people. The Qingcheng Sect came to me because I killed Yu Canghai. Did I kill your people as well?"

The one on the left said, "You were so cruel to the disciples of Qingcheng Sect that you not only killed Master Yu, but also used the Heart-Destroying Palm you secretly learned to kill his disciple. You are so cruel and ruthless, and you don't care about morality. You are a demon. It is our duty to eliminate demons and defend morality. Are you still not convinced?"

At this time, Jia Bu said: "The Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect are both fellow martial artists from Sichuan and Shu, and they have a close relationship. This makes sense!"

"Friendship?" Qin Weibang shouted, "I don't think so. These people have their own reasons, but they are all here for the Sword Manual of Exorcism, right?"

"You son of a bitch, you're talking nonsense!" Hou Renying cursed.

The Taoist priest of Emei said: "One can judge others by one's own standards. It is our duty as cultivators to uphold justice and eliminate demons and monsters."

Only four loud 'pa pa pa' sounds were heard, and the four Emei swords screamed, spitting out blood, and dozens of teeth were scattered on the ground.

The heroes stood there in shock, with all kinds of postures. Hundreds of people were silent, as if time had stopped. They only had one thought in their minds: "How can this person's body movements be so fast?"

The four Emei swordsmen are all experts of the Emei sect. In the original plot, they once besieged Xiang Wentian. Linghu Chong saw that Xiang Wentian was no match for him and rushed to rescue him. Although Xiang Wentian was in shackles, it was clear how powerful these people were.

However, Feng Yi's attack made them unable to draw their swords and dodge in time. Their hearts suddenly contracted and almost stopped beating. They were so scared that they couldn't speak.

It turned out that when Feng Yi rushed forward to hit someone, the group of heroes did not see clearly, and when he retreated to his original position, he still retreated in an instant. In this instant, he came and went in a flash, as if his body had not even moved.

There are many masters on the field, but no one has seen Feng Yi's Sky-net-like lightness skills. He is truly as skilled in retreat as a god.

Moreover, how good is Feng Yi's martial arts? This is a difficult question that everyone in the martial arts world wants to know, but has never been able to find out.

Because even those who have seen him fight only saw him raise his hands and feet, no matter how many masters he faced or how many people he faced, it was difficult to see the whole picture.

Feng Yi brushed off his long gown and said in a gentle voice: "Today, for the sake of the former hero Guo Jing, I will spare you this time. If you dare to speak so arrogantly again, you will not be so lucky again!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this: "Guo Jing? Hero?"

Only the Four Swordsmen of Emei and some well-informed people knew that Feng Yi was talking about Guo Jing, the father of Guo Xiang, the founder of the sect.

Jia Bu laughed heartily, indescribably proud: "The Four Swordsmen of Emei, how can you old men be a match for Hero Feng? You should go and invite Master Jin Guang out!"

All the heroes knew that Master Jin Guang was the head of the Emei Sect, but he had a calm temperament, stayed away from disputes, was otherworldly and contented himself, and therefore had no reputation, and was not as famous as the masters of Shaolin, Wudang, the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the Sun and Moon Sect.

Therefore, the Emei Sect has always kept itself clean and not cared about the affairs of the world, and has a very good reputation.

Feng Yi suddenly looked at Jia Bu again and said calmly: "You have been gloating over other people's misfortunes long enough, come out and show your skills now!"

Jia Bu smiled and said, "You'd better send them away first. My Sun Moon Divine Sect will not join forces with fake justice!"

Feng Yi laughed and looked around: "Are you guys going to join forces with the Demon Cult to deal with me?"

"Feng!" A man in the crowd laughed coldly, "It looks like you won't be able to escape justice today!"

Feng Yi remained calm and said calmly: "It is fair to use the majority to bully the minority, and it is fair to join forces with the Demon Cult. Haha, the righteousness and justice of the martial arts world are really admirable!"

When the righteous people heard this, their faces turned red.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud laugh, and when I looked over, I saw a figure flashing.

There were two people standing on the roof opposite. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but they seemed to be young men with long swords on their backs, and the sword tassels were fluttering high in the night wind.

Without waiting for the heroes to say anything, the two of them leaped up and landed in the circle of fire like big birds.

The two men were about thirty years old, one was tall and thin, the other was of medium build, but both had handsome faces, with slanted eyebrows, bright eyes, and heroic spirit.

Seeing their righteous faces, Feng Yi asked, "Who are you two? Is what I said funny?"

One of them shouted angrily: "You ignorant boy, you don't even know my Dian Cang Twin Swords!"

Another shouted, "Today, your name as the Sword Master of Death will be wiped out from the martial arts world!"

With a clang, the two men drew out their swords, one pointed directly at Feng Yi's face, while the other sank his sword and swept across Feng Yi's lower body, slicing across his legs.

Feng Yi relies on his foresight to know the people in the martial arts world. He is not as good as those who have been in the martial arts world for many years. They all know that the Dian Cang Twin Swords have become famous in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan in recent years and have killed many gangsters. They are known for their chivalry and are known as the "Dian Cang Twin Swords, sword energy soaring to the sky."

Although I don't know the details of their martial arts, I think they are definitely not ordinary people. Now seeing them attack Feng Yi, not to mention that if they win, it will be a great disaster for the martial arts world, but it can also tell a little bit about the depth of Feng Yi's martial arts or his background.

In this way, it is not difficult to come up with a strategy of checks and balances.

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Now, sword lights were seen flashing across the sky, one sword blade had reached Feng Yi's brow, the other was about to chop his feet. The speed of the two swords was rarely seen in life. They all felt that the "Dian Cang Twin Swords" were extraordinary in skill and lived up to the name of sword energy soaring to the sky.

Feng Yi saw a few cold stars flying towards his face, and a cold wind hit his body under his legs. The long sword was about to pierce him, so he chuckled and put force into his index and middle fingers. With a ding, the fine steel sword broke into two pieces. He stepped on one of the long swords.

Feng Yi held the three-inch-long sword tip between his fingers and swung it casually. With two "chi" sounds, blood spurted out of the two men's throats and they fell to the ground.

Everyone was surprised again.

Someone exclaimed, "This guy knows some magic!"

After hearing this, the heroes became even more frightened.

Even though everyone guessed that the Dian Cang Twin Swords were probably no match for Feng Yi, they didn't expect the result to be so outrageous! Those who had seen Feng Yi at the Liu Zhengfeng Conference all wanted to at least let him make a second move, so that the deaths of these people would also be valuable.

But now?

The Dian Cang twin swords appeared with great confidence, but were killed in one move!

Just now Feng Yi slapped the Four Emei Swordsmen in the face, and some people thought it was a sneak attack by Feng Yi, but now it was the Dian Cang Twin Swords who took the initiative to attack, and killed them in one move. It was too unbelievable.

Feng Yi looked around and said loudly: "Who else wants to come and seek justice?"

"Me!" Just as the words fell, there was a sudden humming sound, and several steel cones turned into streams of light and flew out from the crowd.

When everyone heard the sharp sound of the hidden weapon breaking through the air, they knew that the force was extraordinary and the person who threw the needle was a great martial arts expert.

But Feng Yi didn't even look at it. He flicked his sleeves, and the light made a few hissing sounds and shot back the way it came.

Several people fell to the ground with a thud, and someone immediately shouted, "He, you fucking bastard!"

"This was clearly caused by Feng Yi. Why didn't you go find him, but blamed it on Hero He?"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Everyone calm down, this thief is causing trouble for the martial arts world, and he obviously has ulterior motives, let's attack together!"

Suddenly, someone else said in a fierce voice, "Feng is so skilled in martial arts. If we don't kill him today, how can we have peace in the future?"

"The man surnamed Feng helped Liu Zhengfeng collude with the Demon Cult, and also had an affair with the Demon Cult witch. Everyone has the right to kill him. Let's attack him together!"

"Kill someone and share the spoils. Everyone should have a share of Feng Yi's head, and the treasure should also be divided equally, but we have to subdue him first!"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that Feng Yi was a very difficult devil to fight, and once he got hold of them, they would never have peace again. Since they had become enemies, they would have to fight to the death, so whether the treasure was precious or not was secondary.

In an instant, they all rushed up with a shout.

Feng Yi had anticipated this.

When a person like him appears, he will arouse the jealousy of everyone. Usually, no one dares to provoke him in a one-on-one fight. But if he loses his righteousness and is surrounded, he will not lag behind.

Because few people hope there will be someone like Feng Yi in the world.

Because it is much stronger than them.

For example, Qiao Feng was besieged and Linghu Chong was wrongly accused, all because they were too strong.

For example, if someone has superpowers in modern times, behind his glory, it also means that someone wants to slice him up for research.

Everyone is doing this, so why are you so awesome? This is the simplest way to die.

Because among people in the underworld, there are only a handful of people who truly uphold justice.

Just like the court officials, there are many who are dedicated to the people and have faith, but there are many who are obsessed with officialdom and are obsessed with climbing up the social ladder.

People like Feng Yi who see things so clearly and dare to speak out openly must be eliminated.

In a word, such awesome people are not allowed to exist in the world.

As Feng Yi was paying close attention, he suddenly heard a whistling sound, followed by a darkness above, a black shadow swooping down from the sky, and a bright light covering his head.

This is a monk holding a shovel in his hand and pressing it down.

The sound was extremely shocking. Feng Yi slightly turned his body, and the monk's shovel missed and with a plop, it chopped into the ground more than half a foot.

Just as the monk was about to raise the shovel to change his tactics, he suddenly heard a chuckle. Feng Yi stepped on the shovel and swung it with his hand. With a whoosh, the monk's head rolled to the ground.

At this time, a monk in an apricot-yellow robe swung his stick and pushed it towards Feng Yi's head.

At the same time, a man holding a pair of halberds stabbed Feng Yi in the ribs. The weapons of these two men were heavy and their strength was extremely great.

Feng Yi moved aside, and the monk took the staff back and hooked it towards his neck.

This move is called "Seemingly Going, Actually Returning" and is one of the most powerful moves in the "Demon Subduing Staff Technique". The move is unexpected and comes and goes like the wind. Even if the enemy expects it, they often cannot avoid it in time.

And at this time, there were four people besieging Feng Yi from all directions, with different weapons. One was holding a single sword, and all his moves were fierce and powerful; the other was holding a bamboo steel whip, and his strength was as strong as a snake.

One of them wielded a meteor hammer, and the hammer head as big as a watermelon flew towards him with a terrifying sound.

A long spear is straight and the force is extremely strong!

These are all martial arts masters.

However, when Feng Yi gave up the staff, his moves did not pause at all. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist of the person who stabbed the whip.

Feng Yi waved his arm, and the man felt that his body was out of his control. The weapon slipped out of his hand, and his body became a weapon for Feng Yi to block the weapons of the other people.

After hearing a few "dong dong dong" sounds, the people who besieged Feng Yi felt a huge force surging. The monk's staff suddenly rose up and they almost slipped out of their hands. The others did not have such authentic and rich power, and could not resist Feng Yi's power transmission through objects. They vomited blood, fell out, and rolled on the ground several times.

After a few "clang" sounds, the weapon fell to the ground, which showed how fast Feng Yi acted.

The monk was not knocked down by Feng Yi. He held the Zen staff and was about to hit Feng Yi again, but Feng Yi's move was done in one go and extremely fast. He took a step to the left, and his left hand was like a green dragon's claw, grabbing the monk's vital point on the chest, the "Tan Zhong point".

The monk released his internal energy and fell heavily to the ground with a bang, and was instantly silent.

When Feng Yi unleashed this palm force, not to mention him, even top masters like Dongfang Bubai and Fang Zheng would be either dead or crippled if hit in such a vital part by his palm!

Feng Yi was so excited that he shouted loudly, "Have you seen enough?"

He took the monk's staff, turned his body, and with a whoosh, the staff rushed towards Jabu in the cult like a javelin.

The staff came as fast as lightning, and Jia Bu was so frightened that his face turned pale. He dared not take it and dodged quickly.

With a "puff" sound, the Zen stick pierced through a person's body, leaving a bloody mess. The stick continued to move forward, piercing that person and another person behind him, and then stabbed five people in a row before it ran out of force.

Five people have died, but they are still standing.

The heroes were terrified as they had never thought that one person's martial arts could be so high. They fell silent and stopped immediately when they were about to rush forward.

I saw dozens of people with angry faces and weapons in hand, ready to fight, but no one stepped forward to take action.

There are many veterans here who know how to save their lives. Now, all they need is the right time and the right expression, and that’s enough!

As long as I am not dead today, I will be at the forefront of the siege on Feng Yi.

This record is glorious enough, enough to brag about for a lifetime. You can be the chief wherever you go. There is really no need to fight to the death, and lying on the ground like those who rush forward fiercely, as if there is not much benefit and glory.

Fortunately, their psychological journey was not in vain.

Because some people come with a mission.

Jia Bu was almost pierced by Feng Yi. His face turned pale and he shouted, "The leader has ordered to arrest Feng Yi, dead or alive!"

"That's right!" Hou Renying stepped forward and said proudly, "When the time comes, we will be stabbed if we stick our heads out or if we hide our heads, we will all be stabbed. We all share the same hatred and are rushing forward. Even if he runs out of energy, he will still die. Why should we be afraid of him?"

"Boy," Feng Yi laughed, "Who are you from the Qingcheng Sect? How dare you scare me here?"

Hou Renying's face flushed. He didn't expect Feng Yi didn't know who he was. He said indignantly: "I am Hou Renying. Do you have the ability to kill all the more than a thousand of us here?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly, shook his sleeves, nodded slightly and said: "Who do you think you are? You are indeed a senior disciple of Qingcheng Sect, and you have some courage. Although I may not be able to kill everyone, it may not be difficult to kill you!"

The corner of his sleeve moved slightly, and a very fine gust of wind hit Hou Renying.

The force was so fast that only an expert in concealed weapons could hear a hissing sound and thought that Hou Renying was doomed.

Unexpectedly, a dark shadow rushed out from the side and struck out with a palm. Hou Renying fluttered his sleeves, but he was safe and sound. He sneered, "That may not be the case!"

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows: "There are still experts? Then take another blow from me!"

He did not move his body, but thrust his palm forward slightly, and rushed towards Hou Renying with a powerful force. (End of this chapter)