Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky came, and the body of the morning breeze flipped over. Two black four-cornered metal pieces brushed against Morrowind's body, and the placket of Morrowind's coat was cut open in two.

Morning Wind swung the shadow sword in his right hand and slashed towards the mist, a crescent-shaped sword light that instantly pierced the mist.

Chenfeng saw a bald monk with a cyan longbow in his hand, it was a disciple of Buddhism, Wuhui! Wuhui smiled, Amitabha, Chenfeng benefactor, the little monk was polite.

Chenfeng frowned, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to make a move on me? Wuhui smiled, because you are a demon cultivator, and I am a disciple of Buddhism, since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated!

Morrowind's brows furrowed even tighter, how do you determine that I am a demon cultivator?

Wuhui smiled, for me, it doesn't matter at all whether you are a demon cultivator or not.

As long as I say that you are a demon cultivator, then you are a demon cultivator. Uncle Shi also specially instructed me to capture you, a demon cultivator, alive.

Morrowind, so, I'm a demon cultivator, but it's just an excuse for you to make a move on me?

Wuhui smiled, the morning wind donor, if you are willing to tie your hands and catch it, the little monk will not be embarrassed by the donor.

Chenfeng said coldly, if I don't want to, what should you do? Wuhui Dao, the donor had better be restrained, so that he can avoid the pain of flesh and skin.

Chenfeng snorted, Wuhui, are you really afraid of you when I Chenfeng can't do it? Chenfeng used the shadow sword to set up a sword array, this sword array came from one of the twenty-four remnant formations, called the Sword Dance Soul Chasing Array!

Once this array is formed, the people who fall into the formation must confront thousands of sword qi, and those thousands of sword qi, like a body with bones, chase souls and kill people!

This Sword Dance Soul Chasing Array is the easiest formation to arrange among the twenty-four remnant formations, and the Shadow Sword can transform into nine phantoms, which is just enough to form this formation.

The thunder in Morrowind's hand flickered, and the slightest arc jumped, ready to attack.

Seeing this, Wuhui's face became gloomy, and it seemed that he had to ask the little monk to do it! Wuhui held the bow in his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand, and an arrow with accumulated spiritual energy was formed.

Morrowind was shocked, the best spiritual weapon, it seems that I have to be careful. The morning breeze let out a low cry and burst up!

I saw that in the sky, the shadow sword vibrate, countless sword qi condensed, and the morning wind slashed out at the noon hui, and the thunder burst out!

Wuhui's right hand pulled the string again and again, and one arrow after another flew out, hitting the flying sword qi, boom!

For a while, the dense mist was also swept away by the explosion of the air wave, and Wu Hui's body moved sideways, dodging the explosion of the thunderball!

Noon pulled the bowstring again and shot at the morning wind. The morning wind's whole body was full of qi and blood, and he punched at the arrow, and the arrow was exploded, turning into heaven and earth aura and dissipating.

Wuhui didn't expect the morning breeze to be so difficult, and he sacrificed a superb spiritual weapon, piercing the heart nail!

This superb spiritual weapon is very special, once it is fixed on his body, then it will lose the ability to act, if it is forced, it will only break the meridians of the whole body, and the cultivation will be completely wasted!

Wuhui secretly sacrificed this killing weapon, and the heart nail turned into white light, and flew towards the morning breeze like a shadow.

Morrowind's consciousness has always been open, and even so, no heart-piercing nails have been found. The morning breeze smashed the arrow, and then rushed towards the noon.

The countless sword qi of the Sword Dance Soul Chasing Array attacked the storm at noon. Wuhui was also a little surprised in the face of this crazy sword rain, he could see that this was the sword array!

Wuhui's original cultivation was in the late stage of foundation building, and in order to be able to come to the place of blood training, he himself defeated his cultivation.

This time, he came to the Blood Refining Land for a total of two purposes, one was to take the golden box, and the other was to catch Morrowind and go back, but he didn't want Morrowind to be so difficult.

The speed of the morning breeze was very fast, and it was about to rush in front of Wuhui, but Wuhui smiled at the morning wind.

Chenfeng was startled, and he didn't think about it, and his figure moved sideways. An arrow feather shot into Morrowind's right hand, boom!

The arrow exploded, the morning wind appeared in another direction, the light of the round small shield was a little dim, and the arrow just now exploded and was blocked by the small shield.

Morrowind Dao is worthy of being the best attack spirit weapon, if it weren't for the small round shield, I would have been injured.

Chenfeng's right hand turned into a fist, his left hand turned into a palm, and his figure appeared in front of Wuhui like a ghost. Wuhui raised his hand and punched Chenfeng hard.

With a muffled sound, Wuhui felt a small crack appear in the joint of his right hand, which surprised Wuhui's heart.

At that moment, Morrowind turned into a palm with his left hand, grabbed the longbow, and threw another punch with his right hand, boom!

The green longbow snapped in the middle, and the morning wind kicked Wuhui in the lower left of the waist, and Wuhui's body was kicked and thrown away.

Wuhui hurriedly stabilized his figure, folded his hands, and chanted words in his mouth, and a faint Buddha light appeared, enveloping Wuhui in it.

Countless sword qi also attacked Wuhui, but countless sword qi were all blocked by the Buddha's light, and they couldn't hurt him in the slightest!

At this moment, the heart piercing nail appeared silently behind the morning wind. Chenfeng's whole body was cold, and he screamed in his heart, and he didn't want to think about it, so he slapped it with one palm, poof!

The heart piercing nail pierced into Chenfeng's palm, and Chenfeng immediately felt that something was wrong, and his left hand clicked three times, sealing the entire right hand meridian.

The next moment, Morrowind felt that his right hand had lost sensation and could not move at all.

Wuhui was shrouded in Buddha's light, and seeing that the morning breeze suddenly stopped moving, he laughed, and was frozen by the heart nail, I think you have what else you can do?

Wuhui walked towards the morning breeze and came to the front of the morning breeze, which was nailed through the heart, and it was uncomfortable!

Morrowind looked at Wuhui and remained motionless, and the small round shield fell to the ground and lost its light. The countless sword qi in the sky also disappeared, and the shadow sword also fell, slanting into the ground.

A fireball ignited in Wuhui's hand and threw it on Chenfeng's body, poof! The fireball burned on Chenfeng's body, and a burst of pain came, and Chenfeng's face turned pale and he didn't say a word.

The flames were still burning on Chenfeng's body, and Chenfeng bit his lip and still didn't speak.

Wuhui laughed, put away the shadow sword and the small round shield, and when I cultivated you to waste, I will take you back.

Although Wuhui said this, he did not get close to the morning wind, and the vigilance in his heart has never been let go.

The flames had scorched Morrowind's skin black, and Morrowind remained motionless. At this time, Wuhui was really sure that the morning breeze was indeed fixed by the heart nail.

No one withstood such a burn, indifferent. Just when Wuhui was about to reach out and untie Chenfeng's storage bag, Wuhui's body was reflexive, and he withdrew ten zhang backwards.

Wuhui looked at Chenfeng, and saw that Chenfeng still didn't move at all, so Wuhui was relieved.

Wuhui waited a few more moments before walking over. Morrowind, if Uncle Shi hadn't said that he would have brought you back alive, I would have killed you a long time ago.

Your storage bag is mine, I hope the contents of your storage bag can surprise me!

Wuhui reached out and grabbed the storage bag. Morrowind suddenly moved, swung out his left fist, and struck with all his might, poof!

Wuhui's possession aura had no effect, and the whole person flew out upside down. The morning breeze did not wait for Wuhui to land, the figure disappeared, and reappeared and came to Wuhui's side.

Wuhui's eyes widened, you weren't frozen? Chenfeng didn't give him a chance at all, and slapped his palm on Wuhui's Tianling Gai, with a soft snap, and his forehead bone shattered!