The man in brocade was stunned for a moment, but the ancestor Heifeng snorted, "Why, my daughter and I were drinking here, can't I accidentally drop a jar of wine? But you are looking at my daughter motionlessly, but you are a waiter. Are you greedy for the beauty of my daughter and have any inappropriate thoughts about my daughter?"

"This woman is so ugly, she dressed so vulgar." The man in brocade was thinking about it. When he suddenly heard the old ancestor Heifeng say this, he couldn't help laughing happily, "As the saying goes, the child with a dysentery is good, but I have never seen a parent like you. Your girl is so ugly, even if I don't want to give me a gift. Even if I want beauty, I will never be able to greed for her."

"Oh, you disciple, how dare you say that my daughter is ugly!" The ancestor Heifeng shouted, picked up a chair and threw it at the man in brocade clothes.

"You are from Kumji, and you are deliberately causing trouble for me Rongchangji!"

The man in brocade clothes avoided the chair that the Black Wind Ancestor dropped and was about to curse, when he suddenly saw the Black Wind Ancestor stopping in front of the Lanyue Tower, his eyes suddenly burst into sharp light.

"It seems that this Kumji business name and this Rongchang Ji seem to have an old grudge. He didn't just find a carriage, but how could he deliberately cause trouble for Rongchang Ji?"

At this time, Luo Bei had already looked at it for three or four minutes.

"Haha, boy, you have some vision. I am the new worshiper of Kum Kee. Today I am here to demolish your shop. You can only get the goods from us next year."

The Black Wind Ancestor patted Luo Bei's back with a squeak. People inside and outside the restaurant exclaimed. Luo Bei couldn't help but break out of the window with the Black Wind Ancestor and jumped to the man in brocade.

Kum Kee and Rongchang Kee are the two largest companies in Wu and Yue, specializing in the silk business. They usually fight endlessly. The Black Wind Ancestor deliberately made a fight between the businesses.

"The two families will be negotiated this spring. The 46th harvest is coming. Do you want to repent now? You dare to speak wildly about our shop!" The man in brocade was furious and punched the old ancestor Heifeng in the chest.

"This person is going to suffer a little."

Although the man in brocade clothes took a step like a tiger going down the mountain, he immediately arrived in front of Luo Bei. His punch was as strong as hundreds of pounds. He was a trainer, but he was obviously not a master of Taoism, but a martial artist in the world was worse than Luo Bei. Sure enough, Luo Bei had just had such thoughts in his mind. The ancestor Heifeng laughed and waved his hand. The man in brocade clothes had already flew backwards and fell into a tavern at the intersection, knocking down several tables. Although he jumped up immediately and screamed, he didn't dare to go forward.

"First smash your carriage, then smash your shop."

The Black Wind Ancestor kept stopping and reached out to grab it in the air. The most current carriage was as if it was pinched by an invisible big hand, and it was broken into pieces.

"This person can use magic! Go and invite Zhenren Zhang!"

The people from the carriages behind suddenly ran away in shock, and some people shouted such a voice.

"Ha ha!"

Although the old ancestor Heifeng had a long and narrow face, he was unscrupulous at this time, but he felt a sense of boldness. After crushing a carriage with Zhenyuan Ningkong, he kept stopping, one after another, and crushing the three carriages behind him in succession.

The carriages piled up in these carriages seemed to be all things used in the Rongchangji mansion. The broken cloth, spices, salt, rice, gold, silver and fine gold were scattered all over the floor.

"In broad daylight, who is the murderer here to show off his crime!"

Just as the Black Wind Ancestor slowly shattered the last carriage, a rolling angrily shout came from the sky, and a white light fell out of thin air, about three feet long, but it was a sword light.

"This person is probably still several miles away. His sword-controlling realm is much higher than mine!"

"Haha!" The thought came to Luo Bei's mind, and the old ancestor Heifeng laughed, "Your methods are not bad. Rongchang Ji and you have masters like you. I will report to leave the sect, and I will spare you."

"You report to leave the sect, and I will spare you even if you don't die!"

The white flying sword jumped in the air like a projectile, slashing towards the Black Wind Ancestor. In the distance, the figure of a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar appeared in the sky, looking graceful and elegant.

"Oh?" Old Ancestor Heifeng smiled, and a tornado-like cyclone suddenly appeared in front of the white flying sword, like a long whale sucking water, rolling the white flying sword into it in one go. Countless transparent winds blew the light on the white flying sword, jumping around.

The middle-aged man who looked like a handsome scholar was shocked and barely controlled his flying sword. As soon as he reached out to his arms, he grabbed a magic weapon. Before he could release it, the old ancestor Heifeng waved his hands, and the middle-aged man who looked like a handsome scholar suddenly saw hundreds of winds like transparent blades suddenly emerged in front of him.

When he twisted his body and fell for dozens of feet, he could not dodge his body and was cut off his sleeve by the transparent sharp blade-like gale.

"I can't match this person!"

The person who looked like a handsome scholar reacted instantly, shook his hand and waved a ball of five-colored light, turning into hundreds of square meters of colorful clouds and mist, protecting himself.

With a "suddenly", when the colorful clouds and mist surged, Luo Bei saw that the white flying sword had lost its support and was directly swept over by the Black Wind Ancestor with a strong wind and grabbed it in his hand.

"He doesn't use magic weapons, but he is so powerful just using his own magic! I don't know how much strength he has used!"

Luo Bei took a deep breath, and the colorful clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated again, empty, and the figure of the casual scholar was not seen. He saw that he was defeated and directly abandoned his flying sword and fled away.

"I am good at flying swords in Shushan. I regard my flying sword as life. Only when I have invincible sword intent, this man will abandon the sword casually and make any great achievements in the process of refining the sword."

"Run quickly." Just as Luo Bei's thought flashed through his mind, the Black Wind Ancestor laughed, like an eagle catching a chicken, and grabbed Luo Bei's back and grabbed Luo Bei. At the same time, Luo Bei felt a great force surge under his feet, and the scenery in front of him suddenly turned into various phantoms.

When Luo Bei took a deep breath and came to his senses, he realized that he was already in the sky. There was a transparent lotus platform formed by a strong wind at his feet, supporting him and the Black Wind Ancestor to sweep west at an astonishing speed.

This speed seemed to be worse than Yuan Tianyi on that day, but compared to Luobei's first day at Shushan, the speed of Ao Huang and others' sword-controlling speed was much faster.

The Shushan Sword Art and the Shushan Flying Sword are all unique in the world. The speed of flying with swords is much faster than other sects. Now that the Black Wind Ancestor has such speed, it shows that the techniques he practices and his cultivation are also very high. From this, it can be seen that the eight demonic paths mentioned by the cultivators must be all the masters of the extreme Taoism.

"Although Black Wind Ancestor and others are known as the Eight Demons, they are not made by demons like Xiao Cha and others. I wonder if there are any people with such high cultivation among the so-called real demons in Xuanmen Zhengdao."

"Xiao Cha and Xiao Wuqiu left Shushan, and I don't know how it is now."

Luo Bei thought so, and suddenly saw a large area of ​​white water appearing in front of him. There were white water birds flying on the water surface, and thousands of sails were dotted, which was a huge lake.

"This is Zhenze!"

Luo Bei suddenly reacted when he thought that this was in the land of Wu and Yue.

The lake in the Wuyue land is only 36,000 hectares, and there are thirty-six islands in it.

"So he was chasing the middle-aged scribe."

Luo Bei was a little surprised, but saw a figure in the sky ahead, flying towards the lake at a very fast speed, and the middle-aged scholar who was taken away by the Black Wind Ancestor.

Obviously, although he had cast some magic weapon and escaped instantly, the Black Wind Ancestor felt the breath, and his air speed was not as good as that of the Black Wind Ancestor. He was chased by this Black Wind Ancestor and was already approaching.

In less than half an incense stick, the Black Wind Ancestor took Luo Bei and the middle-aged scholar to fly above the lake.

At this time, the Black Wind Ancestor and Luobei were only more than ten miles away from the middle-aged scholar, but the middle-aged scholar seemed to be in a hurry. "You are so hard-working, and you can't blame me anymore!" With a cold voice, the middle-aged scholar connected to the two islands in front of him, and threw himself on the island that was like a chicken lying on the water. "Master, my disciple is not talented, so I'm chasing someone, please help me."

"The Black Wind Ancestor is just playing with you. He wants to kill you, so he has already killed you, and you can't escape here. Why bother panic?"

Surrounded by water, a slightly annoying voice suddenly came from the strange islands in the vast lake, "Ancestor Heifeng, why are you playing tricks on my disciple?"

"Five Lakes Sanren, you are one of the people I think of. I don't say much nonsense. You are an idle cloud and wild crane. I can't find you, so I thought of this out." The two small islands were right in front of me, but the Black Wind Ancestor didn't dare to go down and stopped far away in the air. "I'm here to ask you how many thousand-year-old Bodhi seeds you want."

As he said that, the ancestor Heifeng raised his hand and threw a purple light into the island, "I won't let you suffer too much, I'll give this to you first."

"This person is actually a Wuhu Sanren, one of the eight demonic paths."

At this moment, the Ancestor Heifeng stopped in the air, and Luo Bei had no choice but to see that what the Ancestor Heifeng threw in was the purple thunder element magnetic cone he had obtained from the Ma family.

"Pooh!"

A purple light suddenly shot out again, but the people of Wuhu Sanzhe directly threw the purple thunder element magnetic cone up again, "How could my thousand-year-old Bodhi seed be replaced by this purple thunder element magnetic cone and you with a few good words."

"Haha." The ancestor Heifeng was not upset and laughed, "Five Lakes Sanren, I haven't finished speaking yet, Qu Daozi's old ghost's corpse god ** fell into my hands. If you don't believe it, you will take a look. I asked you for this, but in order to refine a corpse god general spirit, he was refining it into a corpse god general spirit."

Suddenly, the ancestor Heifeng threw the iron box containing the corpse god ** into the island.

"good!"

In just a moment, the iron box flew out of the air again, "I have two thousand-year-old Bodhis in it, so you will kill Qu Daozi, refine it into a corpse god and show it to me. Return my disciple's flying sword, and you don't have to give anything else, but I will seem stingy and can make you owe me a favor."

"Okay!" The old ancestor Heifeng laughed and threw the flying sword he had just rolled up, "I owe you a favor today."

"These two demons are so straightforward and straightforward in their work."

Luo Bei was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!