At this moment, Tang Yuying and He Qianxing also noticed that Yi Zhuofeng's left hand was holding a cloud of dust and white paper dust. There was also a hidden weapon on the ground not far away, that is, a poisonous dart.

Yi Zhuofeng naturally did not hide it from them. He looked at Tang Yuying's eyes and told them truthfully: "Ruge was captured by Gong Ziqi. Gong Ziqi said that he would take her to Wei Island first."

"Gong Ziqi? How could it be Gong Ziqi?" Tang Yuying was shocked again, half-believing and half-doubting, half-doubting, and asked Yi Zhuofeng.

He Qianxing didn't quite believe it was Gong Ziqi. First, Gong Ziqi's right leg was disabled and he was not flexible. In addition, his martial arts skills were not good, so he could not catch Shi Ruge on the island. Second, even if Gong Ziqi really caught Shi Ruge, he would not be able to fight with so many of them after he arrived at the island with his own ability alone.

"How could it be Mr. Gong? Why did he catch Ruge?" He Qianxing finally asked Yi Zhuofeng.

Yi Zhuofeng no longer looked at Tang Yuying. The murderous intent and anger surged in his blue eyes, but he looked very calm, saying, "Of course he was also trying to get that fairy grass."

"Then what evidence do you have to prove it was him? He grabbed Ruge just to get Xianpaocao. Humph, it's too inappropriate for him to have such thoughts. How could he get it with his strength alone?" He Qianxing said again, with a great contempt in his tone.

They always thought that Gong Ziqi's martial arts skills were very weak. Moreover, there was no power of the Gong family in this distant Forgetful Sea. So they really felt that Gong Ziqi was digging a grave for himself by rashly being an enemy of them.

Yi Zhuofeng disagreed with He Qianxing's words and said coldly: "He has poor martial arts skills, but his skills are high. Looking at the poison dart on the ground, he had hurt me with the same kind of injuries when he was in the illusion space. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ruined one of his legs."

At this time, He Qianxing was stunned for a moment, took a step forward, bent down to pick up the poison dart, and observed it carefully.

Tang Yuying couldn't help but walk forward and looked at the poisonous dart in He Qianxing's hand.

"This is something from the Xu family in Cangyu. It seems that it is Gong Ziqi. Although Xu Zhilan is dead, only Gong Ziqi has the closest relationship with her before..." Tang Yuying said immediately.

Of course, He Qianxing also recognized that this was the Xu family in Cangyu, because the word "Xu" was engraved on its dart.

"Let's go, Yuying, let's go to Gong Ziqi's room." He Qianxing said soon.

Tang Yuying nodded quickly and responded, "Yes."

Then, they didn't care about the turbid wind and went out directly. And they also knew that the turbid wind did not need them to care about the turbid wind.

Seeing that they were leaving, Yi Zhuo Feng slowly turned his hands, allowing the ball of paper dust in the palm of his left hand to dissipate with the wind.

Gradually, he frowned, and doubts as deep as the sea were condensed in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Why is Gong Ziqi so familiar with this ship? How did he carry Ruge away? And last time I fell into the illusion space with Ruge, it seems to be related to him..."

At this time, his skills had almost recovered, and even the effect of the ruthless nail was pressed down. So he then got up and stood there, picked up the Chengying Sword beside him, and prepared to leave the ship and go to the island as soon as possible.

Originally, he wanted to find a small boat and use his skills to control it so that he could immediately reach the opposite island. However, on this boat, he looked around and saw no small boat for emergency or life-saving.

Fortunately, suddenly, he finally found that the "Tiandi" ship that was sailing was very close to the island. There was no need to look for a small boat, and they could all arrive in less than half an hour.

"Very good. The distance is less than a hundred miles, and I can fly over with my sword..." At this moment, Yi Zhuofeng also felt a little happy.

Then, he was too lazy to care about anything else, pulled out half of the Chengying Sword in the scabbard, then closed his eyes and recited a few spells beside his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the Chengying Sword, shrouded in cold blue light, automatically completely escaped from the scabbard, flew into the air by itself, and floated in the air.

The first key point of flying with swords is to put aside all distracting thoughts and achieve unity of man and sword. Therefore, after sensing that the Chengying Sword had been suspended smoothly in the air, Yi Zhuofeng did not rush to open his eyes. He still closed his eyes and rested, trying to make his mind calmest.

When he felt that he was truly calm, his steep body jumped up and his feet steadily stepped on the Chengying Sword.

At first, the Chengying Sword carried him, like an arrow leaving the string, flying quickly to the opposite island...

After leaving Yi Zhuofeng's room, Tang Yuying and He Qianxing hurried to the door of Gong Ziqi's room.

After stopping, Tang Yuying knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered inside.

In desperation, Tang Yuying looked at He Qianxing again, waiting for him to make an idea.

He Qianxing nodded to Tang Yuying and signaled her to push the door directly into it. Tang Yuying immediately understood and did what he said.

When they opened the door and entered the room, Tang Yuying and He Qianxing soon found that it was empty inside.

"Gong Ziqi is indeed not here. It seems that he really kidnapped Ruge..." Tang Yuying concluded again.

At this moment, He Qianxing shook his head again, sighed silently and said, "We can't be sure yet. Let's go to the bottom again and ask his servant."

"Okay." Tang Yuying said hurriedly again. They turned around again and went to the bottom.

However, when they walked to the bow deck, they once again clearly saw the island getting closer and closer.

But this time, they not only saw the vague island, but also saw a scene that they had never seen before.

I saw about fifty miles away, more than one hundred ships were stationed around the sea, surrounding the island in the center!

The flags flutter on each ship, dancing in the wind, and the word "四" is written on each side.

Even on those ships, you can vaguely see crowds of people and swords and gorges.

On the largest warship, the main flag was flying, and the words "Demon Lord" on the dazzling black cloth were clearly clear.

Suddenly, Tang Yuying and He Qian's behavior changed.

A Qianli Mirror was hung on the bow of the boat. He Qianxing didn't say anything, grabbed the Qianli Mirror and slowly moved it to the scene. After seeing the specific situation on the other side, he said angrily: "It's true that they are from the Netherworld led by Hei Ji! They actually surrounded the island!"

After hearing this, Tang Yuying frowned slightly again and asked repeatedly: "Netherland? Black Sacrifice? Then what are they trying to do?"

He Qianxing said again: "It must be for the fairy grass."

At this time, a helpless look slipped across Tang Yuying's beautiful face, and she suddenly realized and said, "No wonder. No wonder Black Festival was going to join us on this ship before. It turned out that they had already set their sights on the fairy grass."

Looking at it, He Qianxing fell down the Qianli Miles again. But he still looked directly at the opposite side, his eyes cold and long, saying, "But we don't have to be afraid of them, because we have a compass for the rebellious life. Moreover, this Forgetful Sea of ​​Forgetful Worry is not the world of the Netherworld..."

Tang Yuying nodded at He Qianxing again, and immediately thought of something in her mind. Then she took the Qianli Mile Mile Mile from He Qianxing's hand and looked at it intently.

I saw a middle-aged man and a young man standing tall on the largest warship.

The middle-aged man was wearing a black robe, black hair, and a mask on his face. There was no doubt that he was a black festival.

The young man was wearing a dark blue cloth dress, with a cold face like a cruel God of War, and was also impeccably perfect.

And the young man was holding a very long sword in his hand.

"Yi Zhuofeng... Why did he get there so quickly..." After recognizing that the young man was Yi Zhuofeng, Tang Yuying's face changed drastically again.

Unexpectedly, He Qianxing said in a meaningless tone again: "He flew over with his sword. He and He joined forces with Hei Ji, and I expected it." After that, he turned around and thought about something in his heart.

"Even... Even Yi Zhuofeng joined forces with them... What should we do next?" Tang Yuying asked hesitantly again. He Qianxing was walking towards the cabin, and she followed him again.

He Qianxing was slow for a long time and said, "The only solution now is to find a reinforcement."

Suddenly, Tang Yuying was stunned again, confused, and asked He Qianxing again: "Where to find reinforcements? Where can I find a soldier in the vast ocean, where is there anyone?"

He Qianxing said as he walked, "Some people, some are people. Go to the Fairy Spirit Realm and find Bai Qing Shengzun, and let him stand aside with us."

"The Immortal Realm... Saint Bai Qing..." Tang Yuying repeated these two names on her lips.

He Qianxing said again: "I'll go to the bottom floor now and let them stop driving the ship, and don't get close to the island anymore. I believe that the huge formation in the Netherworld is decorated by the Black Sacrifice for us."

Tang Yuying came to her senses, nodded quickly, and said to He Qianxing: "Then tell me where the Immortal Realm is? I'll go find Saint Bai Qing now!"

He Qianxing was still walking and did not stop. But he did not forget to answer Tang Yuying's words, and lazily told and reminded him, "Ask you for your life-rebellion compass. Girl, remember to bring the golden spear when you go."

"Okay!" Tang Yuying responded again with a heavy voice. After answering, she stopped.

When she went to the Fairyland to look for reinforcements, she also felt that she had to bring Jin Ge with her, although Jin Ge had only had a rest for a while...

Not far north of them, the afternoon sun was extremely bright. Countless weapons shone with dazzling white light under the strong sunlight.

Black Saint and Yi Zhuofeng remained silent, standing on the largest warship. They looked at the island opposite and let the sea breeze fill their robes.

"You created such a large formation to deal with the people on the "Tiandi" ship?" Suddenly, Yi Zhuofeng asked Hei Ji. When asked, he still looked ahead with a gloomy and cold expression.

Black Sacrifice has always brought people a dark and gloomy feeling. However, today, standing next to Yi Zhuofeng, he looks relatively sunny and gentle.

He replied to Yi Zhuofeng and said, "Yes. To help you, help you deal with them."

Because of the extreme contempt in my heart, Yi Zhuofeng's left lips slightly raised, and his dark blue eyes were even more murderous intent, saying, "I have never said I want to deal with them. Even if I want to deal with them, I don't need your help..."

Hei Ji turned his head and looked at Yi Zhuofeng. He was surprised at Yi Zhuofeng's current attitude and smiled helplessly: "Ha, if I don't help you, how can you deal with so many of them alone? Although you have the Chengying Sword, I have already figured out the details of each of them. There are really many magical artifacts in their hands, including the Nine Heavens Divine Bow, the Zisha Demon Piano, the Jin Wei Fan, and a divine object, the life-revolution compass..."

At this moment, Yi Zhuofeng turned his head and faced Hei Qi. His sinister and deep eyes were mixed with great disgust. He looked down on him and said: "I repeat, you have never said that I want to deal with them. If you want to deal with them and want to get the fairy grass, please don't use the guise of helping me. Otherwise, I warn you that even if I become a demon on the ground, I will never become a person in your Netherworld..."

After Yi Zhuofeng finished speaking, he turned around proudly and prepared to leave directly, too lazy to join the Black Saint again.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Hei Ji, who was still standing in the original place, also became murderous and said fiercely: "I hate others threatening me the most in my life. Yi Zhuofeng, you are the first person to threaten me, but I did not let you die on the spot!"

Yi Zhuofeng was expressionless all the time, stopped again, looked at him with his back, and snorted softly, "Let me die on the spot, provided that you have the ability."

Unconsciously, Hei Ji's right hand was already clenched into a fist. And the big fist was shrouded in a thick ball of black gas.

Now he really wishes to kill Yi Zhuofeng, because no one has dared to talk to him like this in the past fifty years.

However, when Hate Rehn He was really reluctant to kill Yi Zhuofeng.

He tried his best to suppress his anger. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said to Yi Zhuofeng: "I want to get the fairy grass, and it is also to help you get the fairy grass. Don't bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know the kindness of good people. If you don't deal with them, you won't get the fairy grass. And if you can't get the fairy grass, how can you get the fairy grass after returning to the Tianyi Sect? "

For a moment, the problem of the black sacrifice really made the turbid wind stump.

Yi Zhuofeng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, his face became gloomy and his eyes became complicated.

Originally, he didn't want to fight anymore, and he didn't want to hurt anyone on the "Tiandi" ship opposite. Because in that case, he would hurt Shi Ruge and hurt a girl who is sincere and selfless and has no complaints to him.

However, if you don’t fight, you will not get the Fairy Flower Grass. If you can’t get the Fairy Flower Grass, how could he get a job with Pu Wen after returning to the Tianyi Sect?

Did he ignore his aunt Yi Xuanyi? Did he not want to know the death of his father Yi Qian?

After a long time, he calmed down completely, smiled coldly, and told Heiji, "I am determined to win this fairy grass, and I don't need your Netherworld to intervene. I said the last time, take your people away, don't miss me. Otherwise..."

As he spoke, he deliberately stopped and pulled out the Chengying Sword in his hand.

Seeing his sword drawing, Hei Ji's sharp eyes were also big and round.

However, without waiting for the Black Saint to react, Yi Zhuofeng raised his sword high and slashed hard at the sea water to the west...
Chapter completed!