Chapter 32: Fei Hou's Wuhun

More than a dozen purple swordsmen disciples chased, and instantly separated, surrounded by a group of Huang Xiaolong.
"Cheng Shixiong, what should I do?" A purple-sword Jianzong disciple came to a middle-aged man and asked, the middle-aged man had a small sword on his left face.
Zhang Hua, a middle-aged man in the sword, glanced at Huang Xiaolong's eyes. Finally, his eyes fell on Fei Hou, his brow wrinkled, because he could not see the strength of Fei Hou.
"Predecessors, we are disciples of Ziyi Jianzong, I hope you don't interfere with our affairs." Zhang Hua thought about it and said to Fei Hou: "As long as you don't interfere with our affairs, we can let you leave safely."
After all, this is the land of the Luotong Kingdom, not the Kingdom of the Sea of ​​Clouds. Zhang Hua does not want to have more troubles.
Fei Hou could not help but look at Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent and looked at each other: "So what you mean is that if we intervene in your affairs, then we can't leave safely?" Although the other party seems to be polite, but the words reveal threats, Huang Xiaolong naturally listens Come out.
Of course, Huang Xiaolong was born in the Kingdom of Luotong. He saw the disciples of the Starry Academy at the Kingdom of Luotong being chased by foreign sects. His heart was biased towards the disciples of Starry Academy.
This is like being on the earth before. If the Chinese are bullied by the Japanese, Huang Xiaolong naturally prefers to the country.
After listening to Huang Xiaolong’s words, Zhang Hua’s face sank.
"Boy, what are you talking about!" A disciple of Zijian Jianzong met each other and a little fart boy dared to speak to them. He was about to swear, but at this moment, suddenly a figure passed by, he was miserable. Scream and squint: "My face, my face!"
I saw his left face and right face, and there were ten more blood marks.
It was the devouring purple monkey, which was thrown back to the shoulder of Huang Xiaolong, and screamed at the purple-sworded disciple.
"Bee, you are looking for death!" The purple-sword Jianzong disciple screamed, his heart was angry, and his sword in his hand waved, and he succumbed to the spirited purple monkey.
Around the Ziyi Jianzong disciple saw his companion injured, and three of them could not help but shoot.
The sword shadow is heavy and will cover the yellow dragon.
Zhang Hua wants to stop and stop it. It’s not enough to see the four swords falling on Huang Xiaolong and the Devouring Purple Monkey. But suddenly the sword shadow disappears, and the four purple swords and disciples who have shot all fall, and the blood in the mouth is mad. When I landed, my body smashed twice, then I lost my movement and died!
Fei Hou took back his hands and looked at the four purple swordsmen disciples coldly, then turned to Huang Xiaolong and respected him: "Lord, are you okay?"
Huang Xiaolong shook his head: "I'm fine." In fact, even if Fei Hou did not shoot, the four purple swords and disciples could not hurt Huang Xiaolong, and Huang Xiaolong could see that the four purple swords and disciples were also fifth-order strength.
Zhang Hua and the disciples around the Ziyi Jianzong looked at the bodies of the four purple robes and disciples lying there, and looked stunned. Then Zhang Hua hurriedly turned his head and stared at Fei Hou: "You, dare to kill We are purple disciples and disciples?!"
Fei Hou did not answer, looked at Zhang Hua coldly: "Dare to hurt the lesser, die!"
This is the door rule of Shuramen. All the people who dare to hurt the doorkeeper, the Shulumen disciple must fight all the way!
Zhang Hua’s heart was full of anger and his face was cold:
Good.
Then he waved his hand and said to other disciples of the purple dress:
Let's go!
After that, they have to turn and retreat.
Everyone has a glimpse.
"Walk? Who let you go?" At this moment, Huang Xiaolong’s cold voice sounded.
Huang Xiaolong saw that the middle-aged man before the sword left, the eyes of hatred, the other party is now leaving, and will certainly retaliate in the future, here is not far from Huangjiazhuang, if the middle-aged people in the sword know that they are the disciple of Huangjiazhuang, then Huangjiazhuang I am afraid that there will be disasters, so Huang Xiaolong will naturally not let these purple swordsmen disciples leave.
Huang Xiaolong’s heart was overwhelmed.
In the past life, there were more than a dozen serious criminals who died in Huang Xiaolong’s hands, so Huang Xiaolong is not a kind-hearted person.
The middle-aged man in the sword and the remaining disciples of the swordsman of Ziyi, listened to his face, and his face changed. At this time, Fei Hou’s figure changed again. Fei Hou flew up and suddenly there was a river behind him!
The river is full of silver and silver, and it seems to be a sword.
This is Fei Wu's Wuhun, Galaxy!
The Milky Way is a mutated natural martial art.
After Fei Hou called his martial arts, he instantly became a soul! The whole body became soft and incomparably integrated with the Milky Way, as if it had become a galaxy, and it was entangled in the remaining disciples of the Purple Swordsman. The purple-sworded disciple who was entangled in Fei Hou continued to scream and screamed. Spraying, without exception, instantly fell to the ground, all in the blink of an eye.
After five or six breaths, all the disciples of the Ziyi Jianzong, including the sword-stricken middle-aged Zhang Hua, died.
The two young men and women in the Starry Academy were stunned there, looking at Fei Hou with horror. These chasing the strength of their purple swords and disciples, they are very clear, among them, the middle-aged sword is a seventh-order late peak ! In addition, there are two seventh orders!
At this time, Fei Hou took the martial arts back into the body and returned to Huang Xiaolong.
The two of them just woke up.
"This, this brother, the predecessor, thank you for your help, we will thank you later!" The starry college man’s voice trembled, and he took a punch, then pulled the woman and turned and panicked. After leaving Xu Yuan, he still Looking back at Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou, I was scared.
When Fei Hou saw that he had saved the other party, the other side fled and fled. His face was cold and he asked Huang Xiaolong: "Less Lord, do we want it?" When it came to this, it made a gesture of swearing.
Huang Xiaolong blinked and finally shook his head: "Forget it." Although he was very disgusted with the two men fleeing, he also knew that they were worried that they would kill them like a disciple of the purple sword, so they panicked. Run away.
Huang Xiaolong is not worried that the two will leak this out. After all, it is not good for them to say it.
"Let's go!" After the two fled and disappeared, Huang Xiaolong said to Fei Houdao that Huang Xiaolong had no thoughts to stay.
"Yes, the doorkeeper!"
However, before leaving, Fei Hou incinerated the bodies of the dozens of purple swordsmen.
Thus, the two men and one monkey continued to move deep into the silver forest.
Because there are Feihou, the tenth-order late peak is strong, so Huang Xiaolong is not worried about encountering some high-level monsters.
A month later, somewhere in the Yinyue Forest, two knives flashed past, and a sixth-order black bear screamed and crashed into the ground. The figure of Huang Xiaolong appeared from the air.
This month, by constantly hunting and killing the beast, Huang Xiaolong’s life-threatening space is concealed and the shadows are simultaneously displayed. With the cooperation, it is easy to kill the sixth-order monster.
The black bear that was just killed by Huang Xiaolong is the sixth-order mid-term.
At this time, the Devouring Purple Monkey jumped from the shoulder of Huang Xiaolong and screamed, and took a pair of claws. He took a demon from the black bear body, swallowed it, and then took a bear bile from the black bear. Huang Xiaolong.
A sixth-order mid-term black bear is more than ten times better than the fourth-order large-flowered snake that was swallowed by Huang Xiaolong.