Sure enough, it is the strength of the True Yuan Realm, whether it is sword intent or speed, it is better than Ye Qianhe.

If it was Ling Chuxi in the past, he might not even have a chance to escape in the face of such strength, but he had just been promoted to the peak of the Great Perfection, and Ling Chuxi's heart burned with vigorous fighting intent.

"Let's go." Ling Chuxi kicked Jiang Wuxian far away, and then slashed out towards the opponent with a sword.

The Falling Dust Sword let out a dragon groan, and the spiral battle qi accumulated by the Cloud Turning Jue burst out of thin air, making a thunderous sound.

"I can't help myself!" The black-clothed man in the lead snorted contemptuously, and the long sword in his hand was even faster.

The two swords intersected with a crisp sound, and a dazzling spark collided, with the two of them as the center, a water wave-like light rippled out.

The ghost was shocked and took a few steps back, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked. Although Ling Chuxi had reached the peak of the Great Perfection, there was an essential gap between his strength and his True Yuan realm, he never thought that Ling Chuxi would be able to possess such power with the spiral battle qi accumulated by the Cloud Turning Technique.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party being shaken back, Ling Chuxi shouted, "Hurry up!" ", and then flew back. She has already used her strongest strength, but she can only shock the other party back a few steps, what are she doing if she doesn't run, waiting for death? She's not that stupid.

Ling Yichen's feet moved, protecting Ling Chuxi's back, and fled out following her steps.

"It's not that easy to escape." The ghost shadow was careless for a while, and was seized by Ling Chuxi, and he was angry in his heart, and chased after Ling Chuxi and the two with a cold snort.

In the blink of an eye, several figures disappeared in front of them.

Jiang Wuxian fell to the ground lightly, and Ling Chuxi's kick seemed to be kicked out at random, but with great force, it was extremely skillful, sending him far away, but it didn't hurt him at all.

Jiang Wuxian only ran a few steps before stopping, because the ghost shadow and the others only cared about chasing and killing Ling Chuxi and the others, and no one cared about his life or death at all.

"Ling Chuxi, until now, do you still regard me as a companion?" Jiang Wuxian looked at the direction in which Ling Chuxi and the others had disappeared, and his expression became complicated. He stood in place in a daze, looking at Ling Chuxi and the direction in which they disappeared and did not move for a long time. For a long time, he let out a long sigh with his eyes closed, as if he was making some difficult decision.

"Come out, I know you're there." Finally, Jiang Wuxian sighed and said lightly, there was no one outside his body, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

"Young Master." An old man with a wrinkled face appeared in front of Jiang Wuxian, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, hunched over, looking as if he might fall to the ground at any time and not be able to cry out, but there was occasionally a ray of dazzling light in his eyes.

"Grandpa Qing, I need your favor." Jiang Wuxian looked at the old man and said.

"The master wants you to go back." The old man ignored Jiang Wuxian's words and said to himself.

"I said I would never go back to the Feng family again." Jiang Wuxian said indifferently.

"Since you have decided never to return to the Feng family, then you are no longer a member of the Feng family, why should I help you?" The old man asked with a more indifferent expression.

"Grandpa Qing, you watched me grow up, count me begging you. Help me this time. There was a hint of pleading in Jiang Wuji's tone. Under such circumstances, Ling Chuxi still considered his safety and sent him away, not wanting him to have an accident. Again, again. Companion, the word, he had thought was so far away. Now, however, I feel more warm than ever.