Chapter 1,393: Unpredictable Changes

The bustling crowd drifted along the street, people were talking loudly, or busy running around.

Suddenly, the bamboo window on the second floor of the restaurant exploded, and then a disheveled figure flew out directly, and in the eyes of the crowd, he fell headfirst to the ground. The scene made the people who were scattered in panic on the street feel numb.

Then, two purple-robed men flew out directly from the broken window on the second floor of the restaurant. The leisurely appearance of landing lightly stunned countless passers-by.

"Who are you two dogs? You dare to hit me. Are you tired of living?" Zhang Wenyuan stood up unwillingly and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

He has lived for nearly 30 years and has never been beaten continuously like this year.

Fang Tianyou looked at Xing Wuya with a smile: "It seems that the people of Aolai Country don't have much ability, but they have a strong sense of superiority~"

"You can scold a piece of trash, but don't bring the entire Aolai Country with you, because you don't have the qualifications yet!"

A woman's voice suddenly came from the other side of the street, causing everyone on the street to look far away.

Walking towards them was a petite woman who looked cute and lovable, and pitiful, but her white robe and the conspicuous white flying sword pattern on it made everyone except Xing Wuya and the other two change their faces.

Glancing at the woman in white robes, Fang Tianyou laughed coldly: "Where did you come from, you stinky girl, how dare you provoke my Jihuang Palace?"

"Jihuang Palace? I haven't heard of it~" The woman casually flicked her hair, suddenly turned around in surprise, and looked around: "Hey~Where is Xiao Tang?"

The so-called "Xiao Tang" in her mouth is actually the newcomer of Tianwu League, Tang Qin!

And she is Nie Feiyan, one of the four Tianwu strongmen!

Facing Nie Feiyan's ridicule, Fang Tianyou crossed his arms and couldn't help but sneered: "Hehe, little sister, in the eyes of my Jihuang Palace, your Aolai Empire is garbage! Do you disagree with me?"

"Really~ Then I have to say something..." Nie Feiyan smiled, slowly took out a flying knife from her sleeve, and then slowly walked towards Fang Tianyou: "In the eyes of my Tianwu League, your so-called Jihuang Palace is not even an ant!"

Flying knife?

"Hehe, I advise you not to be impulsive, otherwise I will be in a good mood later, and I may forcefully rob a commoner girl here~" Fang Tianyou sneered sinisterly.

"Forced? Come and try."

Nie Feiyan smiled coldly, and suddenly swung her palm in the air, and the flying knife flew directly towards Fang Tianyou.

Looking directly at the flying knife shadow, Fang Tianyou sighed helplessly, raised his palm, and grabbed the knife shadow.

However, just when the knife shadow was about to fall into his palm, the flying knife, which was not very fast, suddenly drew a trace in the air that was difficult to see with the naked eye, bypassed Fang Tianyou's palm, and flew directly under his neck under his horrified eyes.

The flying knife flew into the sky, straight into the sky. Fang Tianyou covered his bleeding neck in disbelief, his bulging blood-red eyes, surging with endless fear, and finally fell to the ground with a "normal" sound.

"What!"

Unexpectedly, this unremarkable little girl was so weird. Xing Wuya quickly retreated a distance and remained alert.

The people hiding in the distance on the street were all stunned. At a certain moment, a man finally said in shock: "She has a delicate figure and her flying knife is superb. She must be Nie Feiyan, the Ghost Blade of Tianwu League!"

"What! She is the Ghost Blade in the rumors?!"

Zhang Wenyuan, who was sitting on the ground, turned pale in an instant.

He had heard from his father that the Ghost Blade of Tianwu League was very powerful. Even the Five Gods of Aolai could not match it. Zhang Tianshi himself believed that he could not survive a round in the hands of the Ghost Blade!

Such a terrifying monster actually came to Beiju?

After learning the other party's identity, Zhang Wenyuan did not consider why Nie Feiyan appeared here. Instead, he looked at Xing Wuya fiercely and could not help but curse: "Humph, I let you go crazy, but you stepped on a thunderbolt! You deserve it!"

"Junior Brother Fang just lost because of carelessness. What are you arrogant like!" Xing Wuya clenched his fists, and the spiritual power fluctuations of the Five-Star Samsara Realm rose to the sky in an instant. The strong storm instantly shook the entire street, and people fled in panic.

Nie Feiyan raised her cold eyes and another flying knife fell from her sleeve.

Seeing the light in her hand, Xing Wuya's face condensed, and he quickly formed seals with both hands in front of him. With a flash of spiritual light, the ground under his feet suddenly surged with waves of mud, and a mound of earth was formed in an instant, wrapping his body in it.

Moreover, on the surface of this mound of earth, there was a faint flash of lightning, which seemed not only to have good defense, but also to have a certain counterattack ability.

Whoosh——

With Nie Feiyan's wave of her hand, the flying knife instantly cut through the void, turned into a stream of light, and flew directly into the earthen mound.

Nie Feiyan snorted coldly, turned around and left, looking for Tang Qin's figure everywhere.

Zhang Wenyuan was the only one left on the spacious street. He looked at the earthen mound gradually collapsing into a pile of mud in astonishment. The conspicuous blood hole between Xing Wuya's eyebrows inside made him shudder, and he ran towards the direction of Tianshi Mansion in a hurry.

…

Just as the Tianwu League strongman arrived in Beiju, a carriage was slowly moving on the distant mountain road, rolling over the thick snow.

When the carriage reached the middle of the mountain, it suddenly stopped.

"Hmm...?"

Mo Liang frowned, lifted the curtain and walked out, only to see that the driver had died tragically in the snow.

Less than ten meters in front of the carriage, an old man in a blue robe stood with his hands behind his back. His pair of vicissitudes of life, with contempt for ants, made Mo Liang's heart chill instantly.

"Who are you? How dare you come to trouble this general!" Mo Liang frowned, took a close and careful look at the water wave pattern on the old man's blue robe, and after a moment, he was suddenly shocked: "This robe is... Wanchao Pavilion?!"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, the old man suddenly raised his palm and clenched it in the air. An extremely terrifying invisible force instantly shook Mo Liang into a bloody mist.

The old man smiled with his old eyes bent, and waved his hand casually, and the surrounding space was torn apart by him.

"Among the five divine generals of Aolai, Mo Liang? Haha... Mo Liang will also die." The old man shook his head and chuckled, then stepped into the dark space crack and disappeared into the closed space...