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Chapter 128 Chapter 126: One palm, one leg, one flying knife
Moon Valley.

Surrounded by sharp and steep mountains, snow-capped, bare and almost hard to see trees, only scattered dwarf shrubs, which are also covered by snow at this moment, bending the branches and leaves.

Surrounded by many thorns and shrubs, a majestic and gloomy castle stands in the middle of the mountain. The high blue-gray city wall is covered with dark green vines. The huge black-painted city gate is open. Looking from a distance, it looks like a dormant giant The beast is opening its mouth wide, as if to devour everything.

In the valley, under the supervision of several elders, hundreds of Shenyue believers are still practicing sword moves in the snowstorm.

In the sky full of snow, three men and a woman came from outside the valley on horses.

"Who's here?" A grey-robed elder's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were like lightning looking at the three men and one woman who came from outside the valley.

The rider in the front is a young man in black with a knife.

"It's the young master." Another green-robed elder said.

"Then who are the other three?" An elder in black robe looked at the two men and a woman behind the young man in black, and couldn't help showing strange expressions.

"Look at it."

With a flick of his sleeves, the gray-robed elder swept away like a gray eagle, and landed in front of the young man in black who was riding all the way.

"Young Master." The gray-robed elder bowed to Sima Chengfeng.

The other two elders also flew over immediately, and waved their hands in greeting.

"From today onwards, I am no longer a member of the Shenyue Sect, and you don't need to call me Young Master."

Sima Chengfeng sat on the horse, clenched the Dragon Soul Saber tightly, his face was expressionless, but his tone was colder than the snowflakes falling all over the sky!
The three elders couldn't help but all looked stunned!
Don't call him young master?Isn't he a member of Shenyue Sect?

What kind of wind does this young master have?

The black-robed elder's face turned cold: "Young master, it's nothing more than a joke in front of the three of us. If it reaches the ears of the leader, he will be punished."

The gray-robed elder looked at Ling Yun and the other three behind Sima Chengfeng. In the snowstorm, the three of them looked like proud snow and pine plums, but their handsome faces were full of murderous aura.

"Young master, who are the three of them? Don't you know that without the permission of the leader, it is forbidden to bring outsiders to Moon Valley?" The tone of the gray-robed old man was reproachful.

Although Sima Chengfeng was their young master, these elders were the ones who followed Ban Tianyue to hunt down Si Fengyi back then, and of course they knew the identity of this young master well.

They also understand that this so-called young master is actually just a pawn played by the leader.

Therefore, for this young master, these elders are only superficially respectful.

Now, since this young master is getting windy, they naturally have to take good care of him.

Sima Chengfeng ignored the two elders' questioning at all, he looked up at the snow falling all over the sky, his expression was stern, and his hand holding the knife couldn't help but tightened even more.

"Back then, you guys also participated in the sneak attack on Sifang City, right?"

The expressions of the three elders changed slightly, and they looked at each other.

"That's right." The gray-robed elder said proudly: "Back then, the three of us followed the leader to besiege Sifang City, and killed Shangguan Yun, Sima Yi, and Huangfu Zhong in one fell swoop."

"very good!"

Sima Chengfeng gritted his teeth and slowly pulled out the Dragon Soul Knife with his right hand, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

The elder in gray robe pointed at Sima Chengfeng and shouted: "Young master, what do you mean?"

Sima Lingfeng urged the horse to come out from behind, pointed at the three old men with the yin-yang fan in his hand and said with a sneer, "What do you mean, we are here to take the dog's head on your neck, as a sacrifice to the spirit of our parents in heaven."

The elder in black robe shrank his pupils, looked straight at Sima Chengfeng, and said coldly, "Sima Changfeng, are you trying to rebel?"

The elder in Qingpao glanced at Sima Lingfeng and the two brothers with disdain in his eyes: "It turns out that they are seeking revenge, but you haven't watched enough."

The gray-robed elder Jie Jie said with a smile: "Just because of you little brats, you dare to come to Shenyue Sect to seek revenge, you really don't know what to do!"

The three elders are naturally aware of the young master's martial arts. Although they have reached the innate peak level, they are still far behind them.

As for the other three youths, they didn't pay much attention to them.

Ling Yun watched the three old men with cold eyes, seeing that all three of them were first-rank masters.

Unexpectedly, several elders of the Shenyue Sect have also reached the level of first-rank masters. No wonder Shangguan Yun and Sima Yi died under the cooperation of the Shenyue Sect and Ouyang Feiying.

"Then try it!"

Sima Lingfeng waved his folding fan, more than a dozen silver needles shot at the gray-robed elder, at the same time he jumped up from the horse, and pointed the Yin-Yang fan in his hand to the gray-robed elder's vitals.

"Sunset Slash!"

Sima Chengfeng jumped up from the horse, shouted loudly, the Dragon Soul Saber made a sound of dragon chant, turned into a ray of white light and slashed at the green-robed old man.

A beautiful red and white figure shot up, the phoenix blood sword pierced the sky, and enveloped the old man in black with flying snow.

The surging true energy made the surrounding wind and snow stagnate.

The grey-robed old man's expression changed!
As soon as Sima Lingfeng's yin and yang fan was raised, he knew something was wrong!

Among the hidden weapons in the world, poisonous needles are the most difficult to guard against.

The hidden weapon drawn from the folding fan must be a poisonous needle.

The distance was so close that the old man in gray robe had no time to draw his sword to block them.

He turned around suddenly, more than ten poisonous needles passed by his chest.

Sima Lingfeng's Yin-Yang fan had also attacked at this moment, ten blue sharp blades were exposed above the tip of the fan, emitting a faint cold light in the flying snow.

It is highly poisonous, and the throat must be sealed when it sees blood.

The gray-robed old man's pupils contracted, his body retreated violently, and at the same time, the short knife was unsheathed, cutting through the wind and snow.

The green-robed old man looked at the white horse that came from mid-air, and the Dragon Soul Saber shone dazzlingly in the sky like a long day in the snow.

Sunset Slash really lived up to its reputation!
The saber hadn't arrived, but the green-robed old man had already felt the sharpness of the saber aura, and his skin was scorching and stinging.

If it weren't for his strong body protection, his skin would have already ruptured and bled.

But the green-robed old man is a first-rank grandmaster after all, so how could he be hit by this knife.

In a blink of an eye, the person suddenly disappeared.

boom!
Soil splashes.

The ground was split by Sima Chengfeng's knife into a deep ditch more than one foot long and several feet deep.

Snow splash!

(End of this chapter)