Save Yang Feng?
Chen Kuang couldn't save anything.
Because Yang Feng only needs to face a girl with strange power, and he needs to face Ye Fan, who is at the peak of the Golden Core.
At least.
The information the young master gave to the master is this.
Chen Kuang is not stupid. Even though Ye Fan knew that the Blood Knife Sect was offering a reward for him, he still dared to show up and give Yang Feng a slap on his ear, which shows that Ye Fan thinks he has the ability to control them.
So Chen Kuang lost his previous arrogance and tried his best to smile, which made the hideous scar on his forehead soften a lot.
Chen Kuang lowered his voice and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I am the elder of the Blood Knife Sect, the leader Wu Dahai is a master of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the young sect leader is the direct disciple of the great elder of Penglai Immortal Palace. There may be some misunderstanding between us... .”
Ye Fan tilted his head: "Is your leader Nascent Soul?"
"That's right!"
Chen Kuang's voice was filled with pride. In this last era, the Nascent Soul Realm has basically been cultivated to the end, otherwise he would not be qualified to establish a sect.
"Nascent Soul, is it very strong?"
"ah?"
Before Chen Kuang could answer, he saw Ye Fan saying expressionlessly: "Qingfeng - kill!"
The word "cut" fell, and the Xueyue Sword, which had always been suspended in the darkness and no one noticed, slashed out with a sword of breeze.
"Pfft——"
The sword struck vertically from the top of Chen Kuang's head, splitting him in two, and dripping blood spattered onto Yang Feng, who had been pressed down and beaten by Shen Hua.
The elder of the Blood Knife Sect was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were filled with fear. Chen Kuang, who was also in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, was instantly killed! ?
From the terrifying but gentle sword intent, we can guess that there is an invisible sword in the secret that cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness...
Yang Feng said in fear: "I am the elder of the Blood Knife Sect. If you kill me, the Blood Knife Sect will not let you go!"
But when he said this, Yang Feng himself didn't believe it.
After all, Ye Fan even killed Chen Kuang, obviously he didn't care about the Blood Knife Sect's revenge.
So Yang Feng said anxiously: "If I die, this Spirit Mansion will definitely poison all living beings, right...you can't kill me. If you kill me, countless mortals will die in vain. I can help you suppress the Spirit Mansion together!"
"Rumble"
The entrance to the Ling Mansion above the thirty-six stone stairs shook wildly, and terrifying demonic energy came out wantonly.
Sudden.
Half of the body of a demon cultivator poked out of the Ling Mansion.
It can be seen that the seal of the Ling Mansion has not been completely lifted. The demon cultivator is now squeezing out with difficulty, staring directly at Ye Fan and others with a penetrating smile on his face.
this.
It's a tiger demon in the Golden Core realm.
The word '王' in the middle of the forehead is so eye-catching.
"How ugly."
Liu Yiyi muttered from the side.
"Shua——"
The tiger demon locked its eyes on Liu Yiyi and said in a hoarse and sinister voice: "I'll eat you first in a while."
"boom--"
Sudden.
An ordinary iron sword rubbed the tiger demon's head and was nailed to the stone staircase in front of the Ling Mansion. The sword trembled and made a series of sweet sword sounds.
Blood oozed from the tiger demon's head. It was about to get angry when it suddenly felt that the iron sword was a bit familiar.
So familiar that it seems to be engraved in the blood.
As a result, the moment he saw the iron sword, fear spread uncontrollably from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, as if his ancestors had been stimulated by this sword.
"Get back."
It's still these three words, but they came from Mark's mouth.
The tiger demon looked hesitant, and after much hesitation, he slowly retracted his body.
The tiger demon felt that something was obviously wrong with the human being in front of him and the sword, so he planned to go back and report to the demon king.
There is a saying in the human race that those who know the current affairs are heroes, but the tiger demon deeply feels that this sentence is also applicable to the demon race.
work.
Don't be too upright.
You must learn to bow your head and know how to advance and retreat.
It doesn't matter whether you're a human or a demon, don't panic when you encounter uncertainties, let alone take risks.
What if this human man or the forces behind him are entities that the Ling Mansion cannot afford to offend?
What if you don't get back and get killed with a sword?
No matter what the situation is, it will be the unlucky one.
Only fools will take the trouble on themselves, smart people will throw problems and choices upward, and the unlucky one will definitely be the tallest one.
so.
Less than ten seconds after the tiger demon showed its head, it silently retracted its body. It was so smooth and natural.
"..."
Everyone in Yang Feng was dumbfounded.
Isn't this Ling Mansion inhabited by the Blood Tiger clan?
It is said that he has a trace of the blood of the second-generation wolf ancestor of the Blood Wolf clan. He also feeds on human blood and is cruel and cunning by nature.
If he didn't have the precious treasure given by Penglai Immortal Palace that could restore the Ling Mansion, how could he dare to come with Chen Kuang when he was only in the middle stage of Golden Core?
But the scene in front of him subverted Yang Feng's understanding and made him unable to believe his eyes.
Qian Buyan and Qing Fengyun took a breath at the same time as they were seriously injured before and had been in a state of excitement since Ye Fan appeared.
Is this Mr. Ye Fanye?
No wonder Jiang Taiming, the head of the Jiang family, refused to leave Donghai City and even moved his family to Mudan Mountain. He thought he wanted to practice in a place rich in spiritual energy.
Now they understand.
The Jiang family wanted to hug Ye Fan’s thigh tightly!
"They say that Old Man Jiang's uncanny calculations are far better than those of you and me. Old Yang, I didn't accept it before, but now I do."
Qing Fengyun's face was abnormally flushed.
Kill the golden elixir with one sword.
A word to drive away the tiger demon.
Always looking calm and calm, like a god coming to the world!
"..."
Qian Buyan suddenly hesitated when he saw the abnormal look on his long-time friend's face: "Qing Fengyun, are you in love?"
"Go away! You can taint me, but can you not taint Mr. Ye? I am so excited, do you understand how excited I am!"
"oh."
"You oh you XXXXXXX."
Qing Fengyun directly started the quintessence of Chinese greetings to his friends.
…
…
After the demon cultivator did not dare to step out of the Ling Mansion, Yang Feng's last trump card was gone.
He didn't dare to continue fighting, so he crushed a life-saving talisman, and his figure instantly appeared a hundred miles away.
"puff!"
Yang Feng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
This long-distance teleportation spell would damage his foundation, and he would never use it unless it was a life-and-death crisis.
but.
It's okay as long as I can stay alive.
Yang Feng quickly fled in the direction of the Blood Knife Gate.
He could only escape for ten breaths when a woman's ethereal and dissatisfied spiritual voice suddenly came to his ears.
"Where do you want to escape to?"
"What!?"
Yang Feng felt like he was dying because a pink whip suddenly appeared a hundred meters behind him and was approaching quickly.
No.
That's not a whip.
But a sword, a soft sword as soft as water!
Without any time to fear, Yang Feng swung the bloody sword with its blade completely dented, and struck hard at the soft sword that was approaching in an instant.
However.
This pink soft sword is too soft.
When encountering strength, it became soft. The sword showed no sign of collapse. Instead, it quickly wrapped around Yang Feng along the bloody giant sword.
With a "swish" sound, he was tied up tightly.
Yang Feng desperately discovered that the spiritual energy in his body was being rapidly absorbed by the Ruanjian. However, in the blink of an eye, there was no longer any resistance. He could only watch the Ruanjian fly back to the island he desperately escaped from.
