"Don't be afraid, brother is here to hurt you!" This sentence sounded in his ears, and Chu Yunfeng's face suddenly turned red.

Then, he suddenly felt that the speaker's voice was a little familiar, turned his head, and actually saw Wu Buju, who had not been seen in nearly a hundred years, and immediately scolded: "I love your sister!

"It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin!" Wu Buju complained, and threw Chu Yunfeng to the ground.

Chu Yunfeng covered his buttocks and jumped up violently, only then did he notice that the wooden stake that knocked him away was the top beam of the Sword Spirit Palace. And the person who danced the stake was also his old friend-Shu Shilan.

"Sparse... Friend, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, you are still so violent, beware that you can't get married!" Chu Yunfeng was physically strong, but he was still hit by a wooden stake and almost collapsed.

This frightened him.

He relied on the unity of the two spirits of the Cleansing Sword to have the capital to fight against the Mahayana realm, and the fact that the two of them were able to save him from the hands of the Mahayana old man shows that their strength is not under the Mahayana. Could it be that the heavens and the earth have changed abruptly over the years, and the aura is so strong that the Mahayana realm is rotten?

"Don't be poor, let's talk about it if you can survive!" Shu Shilan glanced at Chu Yunfeng and said angrily.

Chu Yunfeng carefully looked at the two of them and found that they were not in the Mahayana realm, but only in the early stage of the Transformation Realm. Rao was like this, and it really shocked him. The first is that the speed of the two people's cultivation is too fast, and the second is that their strength far exceeds their own cultivation realm, and they also have a chance to think about it.

The Evil Shadow Master on the side, like a nobody, quietly waited for the three of them to think of him, and then suddenly made a move. He repeated his old tricks, pressing the three of them with force, trying to force them into a large formation together.

Shu Shilan and Wu Buju stared at each other dazzlingly, and shot at the same time, dodging the attack and killing methods of the Evil Shadow Master. What made them smile bitterly was that Chu Yunfeng couldn't dodge, and was affected again, and under great pressure, he squeezed towards the center of the big array.

"Dingliangmu!" Shu Shilan was already familiar with the road, and used her spiritual power to ingest the Dingliangmu not far away, and threw it at Chu Yunfeng again, which was also a repeat of the old technique.

Boom!

Ding Liangmu knocked Chu Yunfeng into the air without any sense of disobedience and saved him again. In such a way of getting out of danger, it can be said that I have suffered the same loss twice in a row, and I can't help but feel a little hot on my face. In front of the two old friends, he was a little overwhelmed! But when the Cleansing Sword was snatched, he was helpless, and his heart was extremely aggrieved.

At this time, Shu Shilan and Wu Buju had no time to laugh at Chu Yunfeng, because the attack of the Evil Shadow Master was too fierce, he was a figure in the ancient period, with various means and powerful strength.

"Help me return to the Cleansing Sword first!" Chu Yunfeng asked for this, not because he was selfish, but because his strength was greatly reduced without the Cleansing Sword.

If there is a Cleansing Sword in hand, it is equivalent to having an extra helper of the Mahayana realm, and the pressure on Shu Shilan and Wu Buju can be reduced immediately.

"Good!" the two of them responded in unison, placing the main target of their attacks on retrieving the Cleansing Sword.

The face of the Evil Shadow Master was full of disdain, and it was simply whimsical that the two juniors who didn't know the height of the sky also wanted to take things from him.

"The body of the sword that I haven't seen in a long time!" the Master of the Shadow stroked the Cleansing Sword as if it were still its owner. And the Cleansing Sword obviously didn't want to be at his mercy, and resisted strongly, but he couldn't escape, "Hmph! It's just a spirit sword, and you want to turn the sky upside down?"

The Venerable Shadow Master's eyes widened, and a majestic spiritual power poured out of his palm, and he pressed the restlessness of the Cleansing Sword stiffly.

"Hey, hey, hey, what will happen if you kill your master?" The Evil Shadow Master showed an evil light in his eyes, and blessed the surging spiritual power on the sword's body, causing it to shoot quickly towards Chu Yunfeng, who was constantly struggling on the side of the large array.

"Master, get out of the way!" Jian Ji hurriedly drank and reminded Chu Yunfeng to dodge, she and Di Yan couldn't resist the power of the Evil Shadow Master at all.

"Brother Chu!"

"Brother Chu, be careful!"

Both of them were near the Venerable Shadow Master, looking for an opportunity to seize the Cleansing Sword, but they never expected the other party to suddenly make a move, and they still didn't play their cards according to common sense.

Chu Yunfeng felt the deep danger on his back, and he hurriedly used his sword technique out of thin air, chasing the wind and waves with one move, trying to dodge the attacking Cleansing Sword.

Unexpectedly, the Evil Shadow Master had expected it, and controlled the Cleansing Sword in the air, always aiming at Chu Yunfeng.

Swish!

While!

Just when Shu Shilan and Wu Buju thought that Chu Yunfeng had died on the spot, a violent collision sound pierced the eardrums. Chu Yunfeng didn't know when a blue and white python appeared on his body, and with his own body, he blocked the Cleansing Sword.

The entire sword body of the Cleansing Sword pierced into the body of the blue and white python, and a large amount of blood stained Chu Yunfeng red, and it was also sprinkled on the ground.

"Lingling!" The Cleansing Sword was not a mortal thing, and the sharp sword aura almost pierced the head of the blue and white python. And it is Chu Yunfeng's spiritual pet - the little snake spirit spirit.

Thinking about it carefully, he had been cultivating alone for so many years, and rarely brought her with him, he already felt very indebted in his heart, but now that Lingling was seriously injured, he was even more unhappy and guilty. Especially Lingling's trembling pain all over his body, and his extremely miserable appearance made him more and more unbearable to look at directly.

"Master, draw your sword quickly!" Ling Ling endured severe pain and sent a message to Chu Yunfeng.

Hearing this, Chu Yunfeng's heart trembled, once she pulled out the Cleansing Sword in the Spirit Spirit's body, she was afraid that she would die immediately.

This is also the reason why Jian Ji and Di Yan can obviously control the sword body, but they don't shake it at all.

And Shu Shilan and Wu Buju, who were in the distance, did not urge him. In many cases, monks are not afraid of life and death, but it is difficult to say goodbye.

From the time the Cleansing Sword was shot, it was only two breaths now, but Chu Yunfeng seemed to have spent twenty thousand years.

"Master!" the spirit said again, his tone full of begging, "bury me in the Valley of the Stygian Serpent!"

Ling Ling screamed suddenly, stood up suddenly, jerked up, jerked up, pulled out the cleansing sword in his body, and threw the sword towards Chu Yunfeng regardless of the blood that spurted out.

"Lingling!" Chu Yunfeng was shocked by Lingling's actions, he didn't expect her to be so strong, it was too late to stop her, grabbed the blood-drenched Cleansing Sword, and watched Lingling fall.

"Ahh

Thundered!

There was a loud bang in the sky, blood thunder suddenly fell, and half of the sky above the Sword Spirit Hall was opened, and a seven-hole bleeding immortal head collapsed.

The great array that the Evil Shadow Master had been manipulating suddenly appeared in the form of a human phantom, but it was a soulless body with no radiance, and thousands of sword lights swung from its body in all directions.

"Kill the Immortal Sword Spirit!" The Evil Shadow Master, who had always been victorious, lost his voice, as if he had seen an impossible scene.

When the immortal head in the sky completely collapsed, the soul body, which was the immortal sword spirit in the mouth of the evil shadow, suddenly hung a trace of color.