After years of exploring the world, A Fei's martial arts and consciousness have been trained to a certain level. Almost the moment Kuju threw out the flying knife, A Fei turned his toes and rushed out of the hall with a "rubbing". Then he stepped on a pillar in front of the door and used a little force, and he went to the roof.

As soon as he arrived at the roof, he saw a masked player running wildly, with his body floating like light smoke, and he had already run dozens of feet away! Ah Fei didn't want to chase him directly. He had a feeling that this person might not be Lanling King, and Lanling King did not have such good light skills. But he must have something to do with Lanling King. He was very brave in eavesdropping in this place.

In a flash, the sword king Twelve hatred also came to the roof. He let out a slight "huh" and followed the two people decisively. Among the masters in the room, the light skills of these two people are first-class, and the light skills of others are far from top. They are as powerful as the Golden Ring Knife, the left-hand sword and the Kuju, most of them are on the floor and are not good at climbing the house. When the players behind them run out, the three people have long had no idea where they have gone.

So the three of them chased and rushed out of the Yunzhong City station soon.

Yunzhongcheng's residence is located between Huashan School and Xiangyang City. It has been built into a small town by Yunzhongcheng. Although it is not as good as the capital, it is also full of buildings. The three of them step on the high roof rubble, and they walk away as soon as they touch the bottom of their feet, running like the wind.

After chasing for a while, A Fei was amazed. The speed of the man in front was beyond his expectations. He chased him for a while but he didn't catch up. Even the distance between the two did not shorten much, and kept it dozens of feet away. This time, A Fei's curiosity became heavier. In this world, his light skills are also one of the best people. So far, he has not encountered many people who are really much stronger than him. At most, there are a few who are comparable to him. The masked player in front of him. A thin boy, who looks very good at light skills, and his body movements are also very good at running.

Moreover, Ah Fei could also feel the pace of Sword Lord Twelve Hate behind him. He didn't even pull it down at all. He had always known the Sword Lord Twelve Hate's ability. As the senior brother of the Ming Cult, Sword Lord Twelve Hate practiced half of Wei Yixiao's light skills, and he also had good products such as the Great Shift of the Universe and the Blink of the Finger. His strength was first-class in this world, and only under four or five top masters. Although this person's light skills and Great Shift of the Universe were said to have not been fully trained, he still showed his superman's first-class strength in this light skills competition.

"Okay, I haven't met someone who competed with me for light skills for a long time! I have something to play today!"

Two masters of light skills, one in front and one behind. A Fei was also suddenly aroused his ambition. He took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, and his internal force flowed, his speed suddenly increased by 100%! This is already the output of ten percent of the internal force, which consumes the most internal force in this case, but A Fei didn't care! If it was a short-distance body technique, A Fei dared not say that he was the first, so long-distance rush, A Fei had absolute confidence in himself. Long-distance rushing requires extremely high light skills and internal force, and these two points are even the only place where A Fei is in the world. Even when he was the "Qingmei Seven Sons" back then, A Fei was arrogant and had no one to compete with him.

Sure enough, as soon as he exerted his strength, he quickly narrowed the distance from the man in front. Both of them felt the pressure, and the two of them increased their strength almost at the same time, and they were also competing for ambition. Ah Fei smiled slightly. This was exactly what he wanted. He didn't believe that these two people also had such internal strength as him, otherwise he would have changed his assessment of the strength of the two.

As expected, after more than a dozen breaths, the speed of the man in front finally began to slow down, and Sword Lord Twelve Hate also felt that his strength was not enough. Ten thousand internal strength was not easy to use. Most people use ten thousand internal strength at critical moments. When they have to fight to the death, players all know that the power of martial arts moves is all based on internal strength, and ten thousand internal strength means the strongest blow. If the internal strength is not good, the internal strength will be exhausted after a few moves. The master can hold on for a longer time, but it is not endless. According to legend, only when the internal strength is practiced to a certain level. Ten thousand internal strength can be endless can they really be without any scruples. Rumors from the rivers and lakes, Yun Zhonglong, who was whitewashed, seemed to have reached that level, and A Fei is only close to this level now.

"Hey, the brother in front of me should not run away. I have something to ask you!"

As he chased after him, A Fei suddenly shouted.

The masked player in front was shocked and turned around and shook his body slightly. He didn't expect that under such circumstances, A Fei even had the strength to speak. Seeing A Fei getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and suddenly turned over, and the roof fell into the alley, trying to shake A Fei away with the help of buildings and terrain.

A Fei laughed and followed him flexibly. Almost at the same moment, he saw the figure of Sword Jun Twelve Hate falling from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't help but nod in his heart. His magical actions and Sword Jun Twelve Hate's Green Winged Body Technique are both the best among light skills, especially suitable for moving around in a small space. It was a bit fantasy that the person in front wanted to use the terrain to shake them away.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his heart like lightning.

How come the masked player in front of him have such similar body skills to Sword Lord Twelve Hender?

The next moment he was blessed to his heart and shouted: "The wind is slight, I know it is you!"

The player in front was about to turn a corner after being slanted, but when Ah Fei shouted, he couldn't help but tremble. His feet slipped, and his whole person suddenly hit the corner of the wall, making a loud "bang".

This time he hit hard, and he beat him several times before stopping. Just as he was hurriedly getting up and about to run away, Ah Fei had already appeared behind him and reached out to gently hold the acupoints on his waist.

"Don't move around, you will be in trouble if you move!"

The man did not move anymore. His chest kept rising and falling, and he didn't know what the face under the mask was. A Fei smiled and said, "Feng Zhixiao, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your light skills have improved a lot! But don't do it randomly. I know that in addition to your good light skills, your hidden weapons and poisoning skills are also good. But this is useless to me, you know."

Sword Lord Twelve Hate also fell aside at this time. However, he was not as relaxed as Ah Fei. After he got to the point, he kept gasping for breath. After hearing the four words "Wind Xiaoxiao", he subconsciously said "Huh" and said nothing.

The man turned his back to A Fei and was silent for a long time before saying, "How do you know it's me?"

A Fei smiled and said, "Your light skills... are the so-called Qingyi Body Techniques, just like the Twelve Hate of the Sword Lord! It just so happens that I know. There are not many people in this world who can have this light skills, I only know two people. But these two people are here."

The man slowly turned around, his eyes fell on A Fei, and then turned on Jian Jun Shier's hated face. He reached out and pulled down the mask, and Feng Zhixiao's thin cheeks showed.

A Fei smiled again and said, "It's so interesting! Wei Yixiao's light skills are similar, but not exactly the same. Did the Green-winged Bat King divide this unique skill into two and give it to you two?"

As soon as this said, Feng Zhixiao and Jianjun Twelve's hatred faces changed. A Fei was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Damn, I really guessed it! Haha, it turns out that there is a greater grudge between you two. No wonder, no wonder Jianjun Twelve chased him out with great regret. So, if one of you falls, then the other person is likely to have learned all this light skill... It turns out that there is a two-way mission hidden here!"

The two of them stopped talking, but their expressions betrayed their hearts. Ah Fei pressed his forehead and curled his lips and said, "But I remember you both were in Yunzhongcheng before. Why didn't you do anything before? I really can't figure it out... Okay. This matter should be just a coincidence and has nothing to do with our affairs today. Feng Zhixiao, answer me well, and I promise that nothing will happen today. You have a good relationship with King Lanling, tell me his whereabouts."

The Feng Zhixiao was silent for a while and said, "I don't know."

"Oh?" Ah Fei's eyebrows moved.

Seeing this, Feng Zhixiao quickly added: "I'm telling the truth, I'm looking for him too, otherwise I wouldn't have risked lying on the roof of Yunzhongcheng to eavesdrop on today. He suddenly left everyone behind and disappeared."

A Fei then showed a surprised expression: "Why are you looking for him?"

"He promised me many benefits. He has not fully fulfilled it yet!" said Feng Zhixiao.

Ah Fei stopped talking. Feng Zhixiao didn't seem to be lying. And the reasons were sufficient, and he didn't know what to say... I remember that Feng Zhixiao and Lanling King had a close relationship, so it was normal for him to have any transactions between them. Ah Fei remembered the time before, after he captured Feng Zhixiao, Lanling King came out to mediate. Could it be that Lanling King was really hiding alone and not telling anyone else?

"Brother Ah Fei, don't listen to him! Feng Zhixiao is simply the Lanling King's person!" The sword king suddenly spoke behind him, "The last death of Yun Zhonglong's whitewashed was the hand that Lanling King ordered Feng Zhixiao to move! Feng Zhixiao was good at hidden weapons and poison. At that time, Lanling King deliberately arranged him to approach Yun Zhonglong. When he approached Yun Zhonglong as his own person in Huashan, a group of people attacked together, making Yun Zhonglong unable to defend and finally got hit. And after that, a group of people immediately withdrew from Huashan, and there was Feng Zhixiao!"

A Fei said "Damn" and suddenly realized that he must have heard a big conspiracy. He stared at Feng Zhixiao and opened his mouth and said, "The rumors in the world are that Yun Zhonglong died in internal struggle. It turns out that this is true!"

Feng Zhixiao showed a strange expression on his face, but he didn't say anything.

"Since that's the case, your relationship with Lanling King will be deeper. You can't not know where Lanling King is!" Ah Fei reached out and grabbed Feng Zhixiao's collar and pulled him forward. "If Lanling King is a masked guest, then everything will be explained clearly. He wants to kill Yun Zhonglong, and you are his accomplice. Feng Zhixiao, you are hiding deeply!"

Feng Zhixiao's face changed and he said, "Don't listen to him nonsense. Although I help King Lanling, I am really not a member of King Lanling. If you believe me, I am looking for him too! It was the last mission of killing Yun Zhonglong. He promised to give me a secret book after the matter was completed, but he has not fulfilled it."

A Fei touched his nose with one hand, but the other pressed on Feng Zhixiao's forehead and said, "Forget it, if you don't say it, I can only use strength. I have worked hard to practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claws these days, and I have actually learned a little from the claw technique. This move of soul transfer* can control a person's thoughts, but I want to try it with you..."

"Soul Moving* is the skill of the Nine Yin Scriptures! Is there such a move?" The Sword Lord Twelve Hate Exclaimed.

Feng Zhixiao's face turned pale and he stuttered: "Nine, Nine Yin Scriptures!? This is impossible!"

A Fei smiled and said, "What's impossible? The Nine Yin White Bone Claws are the martial arts in the Nine Yin True Sutra. One method is the power of all methods, and you can understand the Gintama Soul* from the Nine Yin True Sutra. I'm lucky. If you don't say it, I'll do it. I don't know what side effects it has. Maybe it will affect your martial arts or something. Oh, what if I don't cast the spell properly and make you forget your light skills?"

Feng Zhixiao shivered and said straight: "Nonsense, how can you do this!"

A Fei smiled and said, "I'm just talking casually. Don't move, I'm going to do my best!"

Feng Zhixiao Xiaoxiao tried hard to push his head, and was about to stagger it to the side. A Fei's Nine Yin White Bone Claws were so powerful that they could not be released. He firmly pressed his heavenly spirit cover. This press scared Feng Zhixiao and ran away all his soul. He couldn't help but scream. In the field, A Fei's face moved, and his other hand stretched out, and actually clamped a black thing out of thin air!

When I spread my hands, I saw that it turned out to be a dark green boy!

"Who dares to attack me!"

A Fei was furious and looked up.

"Brother Fei is such a master and bullying the weak is such a bit too much!" A man smiled lightly on his head, and then he pounced down like a big bird.

"Lanling King!"
Chapter completed!