The Qingyang Sword Sect will send a batch of elixirs to the Weapon Refining Sect tonight.
Xiao Yang is in short supply of elixirs right now.
It's really like someone gives you a pillow whenever you feel sleepy.
Xiao Yang smiled.
What are you waiting for? Of course you have to grab that damn elixir.
Xiao Yang and Nangong Hui quietly went down the mountain.
A dozen men in formal attire emerged from the woods outside the gate of Qingyun Mountain.
These people's cultivation is not low.
These are all masters trained by the Dark Night Organization, and each of them has reached the Heavenly Martial Realm.
Xiao Yang and Nangong Hui led these people to the place where Qin Fei and his friends passed by.
After dark, there is no other sound in the mountains except the chirping of insects, the sound of mountain wind blowing leaves, and the occasional growl of wild animals.
A bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The hazy moonlight illuminates the sky and the earth.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
Xiao Yang and his men were already in ambush.
He put on a mask.
"It should be here soon."
Nangong Hui replied.
Another half hour passed.
Xiao Yang waited quietly.
“Here I come!”
Nangong Hui suddenly pointed at Yuankong and said.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yang looked in the direction Nangong Hui pointed, and sure enough, he saw two figures flying towards them from the sky riding flying swords.
Soon, the two men arrived above the forest where Xiao Yang and his men were lying in ambush.
Nangong Hui took out the whip and swung it towards the sky.
The long whip in her hand was as agile as a snake. It grew longer in an instant and immediately wrapped around the calf of the man in the sky.
Nangong Hui pulled hard.
The Qingyang Sword Sect disciple immediately cried out in surprise and fell from the air.
The other person was shocked when he saw this.
Before this person could react, he was slapped down from the sky.
"Do you know who we are?"
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples roared.
"I don't care who you are, just hand over all the valuables on you to me, or I will kill you without mercy!"
Nangong Hui's voice was extremely cold.
She also put on a mask at this time.
"How can this be possible..."
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples were both shocked and angry.
How dare these guys rob them.
"I am a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect, the number one sect in the North. You..."
The Qingyang Sword Sect disciple was punched in the face before he could finish his words. His face was covered in blood and his nose was crooked.
"I don't care who you are."
The man swore.
At this time, a dozen men in black rushed forward and punched and kicked the two guys.
The screams echoed through the mountains and spread far away.
Soon, the two men were knocked to the ground.
When they searched their bodies, they found nothing of value.
At this moment, the two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples who were beaten into pig heads suddenly burst into laughter.
"You can still laugh when you are about to die?"
Nangong Hui said coldly.
Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel moved when he saw this scene.
"Oops, I fell into a trap."
Xiao Yang was shocked.
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly, a loud and triumphant laugh rang out from the forest.
“This sound…”
Xiao Yang's gaze behind the mask suddenly became fierce.
At this moment, dark shadows rushed out from the surrounding mountains and quickly surrounded Xiao Yang and his group.
At this time, a figure walked over from a distance and came directly in front of Xiao Yang and the others.
"Qin Fei?"
As soon as Xiao Yang saw this guy, he almost took action.
“The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Haven’t you heard this saying?”
Qin Fei said proudly.
At this time, another person rushed over.
The person who came was wearing a red dress, with long hair draped over his shoulders, eyes like cold stars, and a heroic appearance.
The person who came was Mo Hongyue.
When Xiao Yang saw Mo Hongyue, he was immediately happy, because this was one of his own.
The other men in black are all members of the evil cult.
At this moment, Qin Fei was surrounded by demonic energy, like a deadly demon, making people feel uneasy.
"Holy Son, you..."
The two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples were dumbfounded.
Their Lord Saint actually secretly practiced magic?
"How do you know..."
Xiao Yang looked indifferently at Qin Fei opposite him.
"Every loss makes you wiser. Someone stole my elixir a while ago. If I didn't keep an eye out, wouldn't I be a fool?"
Qin Fei sneered.
"You really are a fool."
Xiao Yang, wearing a mask, shook his head and sighed.
"Damn it! I'll kill you all, leaving no one alive!"
As soon as Qin Fei shouted, those people from the Demon Sect immediately rushed forward and started a fierce battle with the people brought by Nangong Hui.
"Holy Son, you actually colluded with the Demon Cult...you..."
A Qingyang Sword Sect disciple wanted to say something, but a ray of sword light instantly pierced through his forehead, and he died.
“…”
Another Qingyang Sword Sect disciple was immediately frightened out of his wits by this scene.
Qin Fei's flying sword flashed past, and the head of another Qingyang Sword Sect disciple flew up.
He killed the two Qingyang Sword Sect disciples without any hesitation.
Qin Fei can't let anyone know his true identity.
So, he wanted to kill people to silence them.
Qin Fei went straight to attack Xiao Yang.
Nangong Hui stood by and blocked Xiao Yang.
She slapped Qin Fei.
"Boom boom..."
A huge devil's hand appeared directly in the void and attacked Qin Fei.
"what?"
Qin Fei's surprise was truly extraordinary.
How is this possible?
Among these people, there is actually a master of magic?
How to reply?
Qin Fei waved his hand, and with a flash of sword light, he directly split the devil's palm into two halves.
The devil's hand turned into demonic energy and dissipated into the void.