Jumping into the dark mid-air of the duel arena, the aura of the man with the purple gold crown continued to surge, and circles of ghost and god power surged out in ripples.
The man with the purple gold crown waved his hand, and an irresistible suction force came. The woman in green broke away from Feng Ling's arms and quickly floated into the air together with the two old cross-legged figures.
"Yu Qing...it's all my father's fault for failing to protect you!"
Looking at the elegant woman who fell into his arms, seemingly falling into a deep sleep, Feng Tianjue's heart ached like a knife, wishing he could bear all the pain for her.
"The great kindness of these two uncles will be forever unforgettable by Tian Jue! May my uncles protect Yuqing in the spirit of heaven!"
Feng Tianjue formed several ancient seals, and two red lights suddenly fell from the sky, reflecting on the remains of the second and third elders.
The physical bodies of the two old men dissipated like flying sand, leaving two more intense and dazzling red lights that slowly merged into Feng Yuqing's heavenly spirit.
After doing all this, Feng Tianjue breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked down with cold eyes.
As far as the eye could see, there were men in purple clothes whose breathing was unstable, deacons from the north and south whose bodies were trembling, a kind-browed old man who was recovering from his injuries, and many people involved in the battle.
"Yidao, this is the good apprentice you have accepted! Not only were you deceived, but I also misjudged it and thought it was a good story about master and apprentice. Now it seems that it is a tragedy of master and apprentice fighting each other!"
Feng Tianjue waved his big hand, and a majestic power of ghosts and gods spun around the duel field and injected into the body of the kind-browed old man.
A breath of vitality filled the body, nourishing the internal organs. Elder Liu Yidao's face gradually returned to ruddy color, and several ten-turn elders who were assisting him in healing immediately withdrew their power.
"Leng Ningshuang, it's in vain that this sect leader and Elder Yidao cultivated you hard, you... deserve to die!"
Finally, Feng Tianjue's eyes stopped on the huge storm in the duel field. His eyes suddenly showed a cold light, and he slashed down with a sword.
"Bang -" there was a loud sound, and the sword energy rainbow collided with the surface of the storm, splashing into a rain of ice fragments flying all over the sky.
Feng Tianjue let out a light cry, and threw the long sword in his hand with a slight force. It hit like a faint light with a buzzing sound in the air, and the snow-colored storm broke in response.
"Is this the fourteenth turn?" The storm was broken by a sword, and a ray of bright red spilled from the corner of the mouth. The woman in the white dress emerged from it, looking down at the blood dripping on her palm and murmuring to herself.
The blood droplets seemed to come from the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountains, carrying an extreme coldness. They turned into magnificent blood-colored ice crystals in the palm of the hand, and then slipped from the gaps between the beautiful lady's jade fingers, shattering into a desolate place.
"Thank you, Sect Master, for your help!" A voice came out suddenly, but it was Liu Yidao who stood up, first saluted the man with the purple gold crown and cupped his fists, and then looked at the woman in the white dress with complicated eyes.
He was in disbelief, disappointed and sad, and helpless, but he didn't hate it.
"Yidao, since you have broken through the legend and your strength is far from what it seems, you will personally carry out the task of cleaning up the family!"
Suppressing the urge to cut Leng Ningshuang into pieces with his own hands, Feng Tianjue signaled to the kind-browed old man.
"I, my eyes are dim and I am not wise enough to recognize people. I will give the sect master an answer today!" Hearing this, Liu Yidao's face was gloomy, a machete appeared in his hand, and he approached the woman in the white dress step by step.
With Leng Ningshuang's current level of cultivation, the previous palm should have cut off all Liu Yidao's vitality, but in the end she relented and spared her hand.
Liu Yidao didn't know this, but the other party was an evil spirit master. No matter whether she had shown mercy before, he had to kill her!
Because she is - an evil spirit master!
