Disheveled!

The Lion Demon's nine-ring wide-backed knife and Heilin Peak's narrow battle knife collided fiercely.

Sting!

There was a faint sound, and a barely visible gap was cut in the area where the blades collided.

Near this gap, dense cracks began to appear.

A crisp voice sounded, and in terms of quality, Heilin Feng's battle knife could only be regarded as an ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapon.

In such a fierce battle with the Lion Demon, cracks of uneven size had already appeared inside.

Finally, under the sword of the lion demon, the narrow war knife was overwhelmed and was cut into two pieces.

After slashing the long and narrow battle knife, the Lion Demon's sword continued unabated, slashing heavily into Heilin Feng's chest.

The clothes on Hei Lin Feng's chest were suddenly shattered into pieces by the strong knife qi, and the whole person was also slashed upside down by this knife and flew out.

Hei Lin Feng controlled the puppet aura in his body and stabilized his body for the first time.

When he stabilized his body, he found that the Lion Demon's knife had slashed him five or six paces away.

The Lion Demon excitedly observed Heilin Feng's chest, thinking that his knife should seriously injure this person.

But when his gaze fell on Heilin Peak's intact skin.

The original excitement between the eyebrows turned into disbelief in the blink of an eye, and then turned into a sky-high rage.

"Why! this can't be!" said the lion demon angrily, "even if you are a saint, you will not be able to survive the sword I just came from!"

The lion demon couldn't understand why Heilin Peak still hadn't been hurt in the slightest.

The knife just now cost him forty percent of his true qi.

Now only half of the true qi in his body is left, which is only enough to maintain his basic flight.

Hei Lin Feng looked at the Lion Demon expressionlessly and raised his narrow battle knife.

At this time, his combat knife was only a little more than half a foot of blade.

Hei Lin Feng raised the half-foot-long broken knife, pointed at the Lion Demon and the Sun Changing Saint and said, "There is one more." ”

Hei Lin Feng's meaning is very clear, the lion demon lost, and now he is a guy who can be slaughtered.

Next, it's time for the Sun Saint to compete with me!

The Sun Changing Saint was fingered by Heilin Peak's broken knife, and his face instantly turned pale.

He looked at the lion demon around him, who had been hit by reality and went crazy.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and turned into a streamer of light, flying towards the distant horizon.

Even the lion demon is no match for you, and I'm still a fart!

"Where did the pervert come from, the material defense is so strong, that idiot of the lion demon can't hurt him!"

But the speed of the flight did not slow down at all because of distraction.

A black light suddenly flashed and came to the front of the Sun Changer, blocking his way.

When the Sun Changing Saint looked at it, the black light found that it was Heilin Peak, and he was immediately frightened and lost half of the three souls and seven spirits.

A miserable white light flashed, and a red line slowly oozed from the forehead to the chin on the face of the Sun Changer.

Then the Sun Changing Saint, whose eyes gradually dimmed, fell from the air weakly.

The Sun Changing Saint, one of the two extraordinary masters of Cangyan Pavilion, died.

Hei Lin Feng looked at the broken knife he was holding in his hand, and there were still a few drops of the blood of the Sun Changing Saint on it.

"It's time for a knife change. After looking at Heilin Feng, who had broken the knife for a long time, he only said this sentence.

The lion demon not far away seemed to be unable to accept the gap between himself and Heilin Peak.

After some self-abandonment at first, the calm gradually returned.

Now he stayed where he was, motionless, and there was no focus in his eyes, just standing there quietly in the air.

At the same time, Chu Ke and Ling Yang, taking advantage of Ling Song's attraction of the enemy's extraordinary space, kept going over the mountains and mountains.

Ling Song is worthy of being the ancestor of the Ling family's lineage from the state, and his cultivation is not weak.

In the same transcendent early stage, he alone could hold down two Blood God Sect transcendentals.

Now Chu Ke and the two of them have already run for two incense sticks.

"Ling Yang, there's no way for us to run like this!" Chu Ke sighed, and then easily turned around and flashed a tree.

"I know that too, but do we have a good way?"

Ling Yang jumped over a stone in front of him.

"Our true qi supports us to fly for a while at most. After falling, the true qi is exhausted, and even an ordinary person can knock the two of us to the ground. And flying in the sky is not the same as telling people where we are?"

It's been a long journey, and I don't know when to run.

To be honest, Chu Ke now wants to go back to the Immortal Mansion directly.

With Heilin Peak here, what can these people and horses of the Blood God Sect influence, not to mention that there is also a Bai Shiwei.

Chu Ke didn't take the so-called Blood God Sect's chasing soldiers in his eyes at all.

No matter how crazy and strong the Blood God Sect is, do the chasing soldiers sent out have masters of the Immortal Venerable realm?

Even if there is, the Immortal Venerable below the middle stage of the Immortal Venerable, Bai Shi can stop it.

Immortal Venerables below the late stage of Immortal Venerable cannot break through the defense of Immortal Mansion.

In other words, even the hidden formation of the Immortal Mansion can't be seen through.

To put it bluntly, now except for the presence of the blood concubine in person, Chu Ke really doesn't worry about anything.

Looking at the nervousness and seriousness on Ling Yang's face beside him, although Chu Ke was silent, he couldn't bear the pain in his heart.

"I knew earlier, why did I agree to let this Ling Yang come over?" Chu Ke regretted in his heart.

Wouldn't it be nice to let yourself, Ling Song, and Hei Lin Feng take action?

It was too late to regret it, Chu Ke could only maintain a range of two hundred miles of immortal consciousness and run with Ling Yang by his side.

After running for about ten miles, I only heard a "bang", and the ground under the feet of the two people shook for a while.

Chu Ke stabilized his figure and looked forward.

I found a pile of dust in front of me, and several trees had fallen in the nearby woods.

Both of them stopped moving, not knowing what was going on in front of them.

The dust gradually cleared, and Chu Ke and the two saw a deep pit several feet long.

A long-haired man in slightly torn clothes was in this deep pit, looking at the two of them with a scimitar in his hand.

Ling Yang trembled, and Chu Ke clearly saw that he clenched his right hand into a fist.

The long-haired man in front of him slowly walked out of the pit with a knife.

His eyes are sharp and make people feel like a sharp knife.

Those who look at him will definitely feel that their eyes are shaved by a knife.

But Chu Ke and Ling Yang didn't have time to care about how his gaze looked.

They smelled a sense of danger from the long-haired man.

A breath of transcendent realm immortal cultivators!

A large amount of soul power in Chu Ke's soul ocean immediately started to work quickly.

Suddenly, the immortal consciousness was overwhelming, from the original coverage of a radius of two hundred miles, all of them instantly became in one direction.

With the support of the huge soul power, Chu Ke clearly "saw" that Ling Song was fighting with another transcendent.

Judging from his breath, Ling Song's condition was not bad, and there was no danger.