Everyone has an innate and irresistible subconscious behavior, commonly known as instinct.【】

This instinct is a kind of self-protection. This instinct will make them do something they don't want to do but can't resist.

Just like when a women's bathhouse suddenly catches fire, women will instinctively cover their breasts and lower bodies to escape instead of covering their faces. When a person is beaten with strong resistance, he will instinctively hold his head, because everyone will

Instinctively cover up and protect what you consider to be the most valuable and precious things.

At this moment, Zhao Fanyi had a subconscious sense of self-protection. He wanted to use what he thought was the most awesome thing to deal with Feng Yang and protect himself.

"Kill to pay for life." Feng Yang, who wears a silver mask on his face, has no appearance at all, only half of his face and a pair of sharp and deep eyes. Those eyes burst out with a murderous intention that is frightening and soul-stirring. That kind of eyes

Zhao Fanyi never expected that the headhunter in front of him was Mu Yi, the specially recruited disciple of Jiyun Peak.

Zhao Fanyi was still waiting, waiting for the best opportunity to deal a devastating blow to Feng Yang. Seeing the headhunter in front of him approaching step by step with a pressure that made it difficult to breathe and suffocating, Zhao Fanyi raised his right leg.

Kicked a table into Feng Yang.

Feng Yang kept walking. When the table hit him, he raised the flying dragon blood sword in his hand upwards and cut a table in half. It split into two halves and flew towards both sides, hitting the two walls of the room.

The impact broke into pieces of wood scattered on the ground.

"laugh."

When he was still ten feet away from Zhao Fanyi, Feng Yang suddenly raised the flying dragon blood sword and pointed it directly at Zhao Fanyi. The next moment, he kicked off his legs suddenly and rushed towards Zhao Fanyi like an arrow from the string.

Bang!

However, at this moment, a loud bang echoed in the room, and soon a loud shout was heard, "How dare you come to our Lian Tian Peak to commit murder, you brave maniac."

The owner of this voice is surprisingly the master of Tianfeng's teaching, He Zhuo.

Feng Yang didn't need to look back to know what was happening behind him. At this time, the old guy He Zhuo had already attacked Feng Yang's back, trying to pierce Feng Yang's body with his sword.

When Zhao Fanyi saw that his master had arrived in time, he quickly retracted his hand that was touching the oil painting. With an expression of indignation and disdain on his face, he stared at Feng Yang, whose vest was locked by his master.

Feng Yang's body suddenly stopped, as if it was completely out of the effect of inertia. It suddenly and strangely turned into stillness while moving rapidly. Then he turned around suddenly and swept the Feilong Blood Sword behind him. A bloody residual light circled half a circle around his body, and then he was heavy.

The sword hit him.

The two swords collided, and a dazzling light burst into the room, illuminating the originally dark and hazy room as bright as day. The energy rippled through the room, and the room felt like a strong wind.

Both Feng Yang and He Zhuo were seen sliding sideways for more than a foot, and the sword in He Zhuo's hand was obviously not ordinary. After receiving such a powerful impact, there was no crack or damage at all.

Similarly, He Zhuo was also deeply surprised by Feng Yang's strength and the sword in his hand. According to his arrogant and arrogant character, he could not be shocked by Feng Yang.

After taking one look at He Zhuo, Feng Yang turned around without hesitation, broke through the door and jumped out.

"Still want to run?" He Zhuo snorted disdainfully, got up and chased after him, and also jumped out of the house. At this time, Feng Yang was already standing dozens of feet in the air, looking down at He Zhuo.

He Zhuoxin's surprise caused a big change in his expression. He also flew up and rushed towards Feng Yang in the air.

"See you later." He left a cold word at Lian Tianfeng, and Feng Yang used Phantom Shadow to disappear out of thin air, so that He Zhuo, who had just pursued him, had no idea where Feng Yang had fled to.

He Zhuo couldn't accept it now. He had vowed to intercept him just now, but now he had someone disappear under his eyes. This made He Zhuo, who had always been more conceited, feel like he was killing someone. Fortunately, at this time

There are no outsiders, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

At dawn, Feng Yang got up to wash up, and then went to the martial arts training ground to practice swordsmanship. The senior brothers couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that Feng Yang was the first person to practice here.

"Mu Yi." Xing Yuqiang stepped forward and called out to Feng Yang. When Feng Yang turned to him, he continued: "Why...are you here?"

Feng Yang smiled, "Where would I go if I weren't here?"

"No, I mean why don't you go investigate the case?" Xing Yuqiang asked doubtfully, feeling a little disappointed. He now felt that Mu Yi did this just to give Senior Brother Jingyun three more days of life. In fact, he

No eyebrows at all.

"We will find out in three days, why are you so anxious?" Feng Yang waved to Xing Yuqiang and said, "Senior brother, come and practice sword practice with me."

"Are you still in the mood to practice swordplay now?" Xing Yuqiang snorted unhappily.

"Senior Brother Jingyun's matter is the same thing. If something happens to him, we have to continue practicing, right?" Feng Yang said.

"Hey." Everyone sighed together, but they didn't feel that Feng Yangqing was indifferent, it was just the fact that no matter who was missing in the world, everyone else had to continue to live.

In the past three days, Feng Yang did not move at all. He was just practicing at Jiyun Peak. It was the same as it was before, and it is still the same now. There is no change at all. The only change is that Senior Brother Jingyun is no longer accompanying him to practice swordsmanship.

The third day, night.

Liantian Peak.

He Zhuo and Zhao Fanyi gathered in Zhao Fanyi's bedroom. At this time, Zhao Fanyi's bedroom had been replaced with new furniture. Naturally, these two people were not performing a deformed homosexuality between master and apprentice that was against social harmony and human ethics.

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He Zhuo sat on the chair and asked in a low tone: "Has that little bastard from Jiyun Peak done anything in the past three days?"

"No." Zhao Fanyi replied without hesitation: "He has been the same as usual for the past three days, as he should be."

"Oh?" He Zhuo had a suspicious look on his face. After thinking for a moment, he relaxed and smiled, "I know, this kid just wants to buy Jingyun three days to survive. He simply doesn't.

There is no way to prove that Jing Yun is innocent."

On this day, disciples from Jiyun Peak, even Tianfeng and Tianshamen's major peaks rushed to the woods where the incident occurred at Jiyun Peak early.

Everyone is looking forward to it, looking forward to what the special recruit disciple can prove in three days. If it is just a joke, it will not only disgrace Ji Yunfeng, but he himself will probably make the Tiansha Sect laugh, especially the special move.

Being a disciple will make others laugh at you.

More than a dozen people from Jiyunfeng, including the master and his wife, came very early. I doubt that their inner tension and somewhat lucky expectations were not less than those of others, but more so.

They really hoped that Mu Yi, a specially recruited disciple, could surprise everyone. However, in the past three days, Mu Yi did not do anything, nor did he leave Jiyun Peak for even half a step. He trained as usual every day. This situation caused Feng

Yang had diarrhea and had to go to the toilet twice more yesterday, which caused an uproar in Jiyun Peak.

At that time, Niu Niu was already ready to rush into the toilet to investigate, but was stopped by her master Cao Zhufan. After Feng Yang left the toilet, Xing Yuqiang, Lai Yuejing and others all rushed into the toilet.

, I almost dismantled the toilet, but I couldn't find any unusual behavior in Feng Yang in the toilet. The only thing I found was that Feng Yang's daddy also smelled.

Chen Hao's body was brought back here. According to the posture carved with the sword, Chen Hao's body was restored to the posture when his death was found.

Fifteen of the thirty flying dragons were dispatched, and the leading man was among them. Jingyun was held by two flying dragons, as if he had suffered a lot of torture.

At this time, more than a hundred people have gathered here, including masters from major mountain peaks, and most of the others are disciples from major mountain peaks. Naturally, Ouyang Feiyu, Bai Yun, and Shen Rong will not miss such a grand ceremony.

The forest was full of people, everyone was talking about this matter, and the focus of the discussion was naturally Mu Yi, a specially recruited disciple who was considered by everyone to be sensational.

Most people came with a disdainful attitude, and only a few people came with expectation and curiosity.

"It's time to start." The leader of the Thirty Flying Dragons glanced at Feng Yang indifferently, and then looked away. He simply didn't believe that such a young man with no hair could prove anything.

"Today I want you to prove that Jing Yun was wronged and how to find the real murderer." Even Tianfeng's Kung Fu master, He Zhuo, was naturally not absent, glaring at Feng Yang with an evil look on his face.

Feng Yang showed a kind smile to He Zhuo, and then said: "Then I will first prove how my senior brother was wrongly accused."

Feng Yang's words made everyone prick up their ears and listen attentively. Their eyes were also locked on Feng Yang, who was standing in a room of more than a hundred people and being watched by more than a hundred pairs of eyes, but still calm and calm without any stage fright.

It's a bit scornful to overturn the verdict, but there is some appreciation for this mentality.
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