"666, the sword saint is still alive!"


    "The truth is revealed. It must have been Jiansheng helping Yi Xiaofeng just now!"


    "It''s impossible. The sword master can''t beat Tu Xin."


    "Maybe the swordsman was releasing water before? In general, such invincible masters like waves, so they can give brain powder unlimited room to boast. "


    "If the sword saint can kill Tu Xin, he must kill him directly. There''s no need to hide."


    ……


    The appearance of Bai Hongxiao excited the audience.


    The previous battle has brought the vast majority of the audience into Yi Xiaofeng''s identity.


    In order to save the friars, Yi Xiaofeng tried his best to kill Tu Xin''s ancestor. As a result, the friars still wanted to kill him. They were ungrateful and revenge the enemy with the hand. It can be said that people and God are angry.


    Fortunately, Bai Hongxiao is not dead. It would be better for him to preside over justice.


    Bai Hongxiao stood on the flying sword and said, "Tu Xin''s father is dead, but in this disaster, many evil disciples killed, and everyone can''t leave. Wait for the Northern Wei Dynasty to take over. During this period, no one can do it, otherwise..."


    Bai Hongxiao didn''t say anything later, but everyone felt cold on his back.


    Yi Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.


    He can rest at ease.


    Chenlan quickly helped him and asked him to sit on the ground.


    Two Suxin palace girl disciples sat behind him and held him so that he didn''t fall down.


    Yi Xiaofeng closes his eyes and works Jiuyou Prajna skill to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.


    The monks could only retreat and find a place to rest and wait for the arrival of the Northern Wei Dynasty.


    At the same time, bodies hanging from colorful glass trees fell one after another.


    Corpse rain!


    The picture was spectacular and surprised everyone.


    Yi Xiaofeng heard the voice from afar and opened his eyes.


    Seeing the state of the colorful glass tree, he frowned slightly.


    His main task is to get colorful glazed fruits.


    What is the main task?


    That''s what must be done.


    If the colorful glazed tree withers directly, how can he get the colorful glazed fruit?


    Immediately, a monk wanted to go to the colorful glazed tree.


    "No one will go or die."


    Bai Hongxiao''s voice fell from the sky, very indifferent, and clearly passed into every Friar''s ear.


    Now, everyone dared not act rashly.


    "After the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty came, we had to hide our identity. The royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty had a feud with Suxin palace." Chenlan reminded.


    Yi Xiaofeng nodded.


    The real peak of the script is coming.


    After the tragic death of the third prince, the anger of the royal family in the Northern Wei Dynasty will definitely erupt. This is no joke.


    Yi Xiaofeng has little pressure. After all, he and Bai Hongxiao have established a good friendship of comrades in arms. He helped kill Tu Xin''s ancestor. Should Bai Hongxiao protect him?


    Thinking of this, Yi Xiaofeng looked up.


    Bai Hongxiao stood on the flying sword and felt his eyes follow and bow his head.


    Four eyes are opposite.


    Yi Xiaofeng showed a flattering smile.


    Bai Hongxiao calmly moved away his eyes.


    Wipe!


    Is this guy still angry?


    Yi Xiaofeng was helpless and felt funny.


    He didn''t worry. He believed Bai Hongxiao was not the kind of person to care about.


    Not really. He confessed the real cause of Tu Xin''s death to the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty.


    Yi Xiaofeng closed his eyes and continued to rest.


    ……


    Two hours later.


    The army of the Northern Wei Dynasty came from all directions, and the black flag of the Northern Wei Dynasty swayed in the rolling dust and condensed into a terrible killing atmosphere.


    A famous friar came to resist the sword, which made all the friars in the ruins of zhuoye Castle nervous.


    They all know that the third prince died miserably for fear of being implicated.


    A man in blue flew to Bai Hongxiao, bowed respectfully and said, "thank you, master Jiansheng, for eliminating a great disaster for the Northern Wei Dynasty!"


    Zhuoye castle is located in the Northern Wei Dynasty. If Tu Xin''s ancestor is killed, he will certainly endanger the Northern Wei Dynasty and the consequences will be unimaginable.


    Bai Hongxiao said with an expressionless face, "it''s my fault. I''ll give you the rest."


    When the voice fell, he turned into a sword light and flew away.


    The blue robed man straightened his waist, and his handsome face was instantly gloomy.


    "Whoever dares to kill me, the Third Prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, as long as I pull him out, implicate the nine families, and execute him at a later time!"


    His voice resounded through Zhuo night castle.


    Yi Xiaofeng opened his eyes.


    He knew who the real murderer was, Xu Lang, and he killed him.


    But he can''t say it. Xu Lang is dead and there is no proof of his death.


    Even if Xu Lang killed him, the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty had to explain.


    I''m afraid there will be many dead ghosts.


    "This man is Wu Chen, the great commander of the imperial palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty. His cultivation is unfathomable. Once a friar Jindan wanted to assassinate the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty and was repulsed by him." Chenlan whispered.


    Commander?


    Yi Xiaofeng was thoughtful.


    "Detain everyone here!" A voice came.


    Yi Xiaofeng turned his head and saw a young man in gold leading a group of black armor soldiers walking quickly from the ruins.


    Chenlan followed the introduction: "the second prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, his cultivation talent is not as good as the crown prince, but he has a wide range of contacts. The third prince doesn''t deal with him. This time, he came in person."


    Yi Xiaofeng looked at her in surprise and asked, "how do you know so much?"


    Chenlan said calmly, "master once sent me to investigate the imperial city of the Northern Wei Dynasty. I naturally pay special attention to some big people."


    i see.


    In addition to the great commander Wu Chen and the second prince, several great figures of the Northern Wei Dynasty came.


    Yi Xiaofeng was surprised.


    The death of the third prince has such a great impact?


    I don''t know. I thought it was the prince who died.


    Or is the identity of the third prince not simple?


    Soon, several black armour soldiers came and asked Yi Xiaofeng and others to follow them.


    The five women of chenlan didn''t resist and helped Yi Xiaofeng up.


    "What a blessing."


    A soldier said sour.


    Yi Xiaofeng smiled and didn''t say anything.


    Twenty minutes later.


    Yi Xiaofeng and others were taken to an open space as big as a football field. There were other monks around, and most of them were very upset.


    The Northern Wei Dynasty sent all the friars in zhuoye castle here. What are you doing?


    Some players boldly speculated that the Northern Wei Dynasty wanted to execute them together?


    Yi Xiaofeng also thought of this and felt uneasy.


    There are too many soldiers around the open space, circle after circle, countless.


    There are many friars circling with their swords in the air, which can be described as a snare.


    Yi Xiaofeng noticed that the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the distance began to build temporary military tents, which seemed to be stationed here for a period of time.


    Time goes on.


    Monks have been escorted here.


    The friars clung together.


    Dusk fell.


    Qin Qinxue limps to Yi Xiaofeng.


    Dust orchid five female vigilance.


    "I''ll talk to her alone. You avoid suspicion." Yi Xiaofeng whispered.


    He noticed something wrong with Qin Qinxue''s face. It was obvious that he had important information to tell him.


    Although chenlan five women hesitated, they still followed Yi Xiaofeng''s orders.


    After they left, Qin Qinxue sat carefully in front of Yi Xiaofeng.


    Looking at her painful expression, it seems that her foot is badly hurt.


    "We are in big trouble..." Qin Qinxue whispered.


    Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "tell me."


    Qin Qinxue glanced around and said in a low voice after confirming that there was no one nearby: "I found that a group of friars from the imperial city of the Northern Wei Dynasty came to zhuoye castle before the arrival of the third prince. They left the golden crickets in the city. I''m afraid the death of the third prince was not accidental, but an internal struggle of the Northern Wei Dynasty Royal family. Now... The second prince is going to kill people!"


    Yi Xiaofeng frowned.


    The third prince was not killed by Xu Lang?


    wait!


    It''s really difficult for Xu Lang to kill the third prince. Not to mention the strength of the third prince, there are so many monks and soldiers to protect him.


    Is there someone behind Xu Lang?