When Yan Fei came out of the Sumeru Sword Realm, it was already seven days later.

The Tianyin Demon Lord and Xing Lin are still in retreat, and the two Demon Lords of the Dark Sword and the Giant Scythe have already been released.

When Yan Fei appeared, the two hurriedly gathered around.

"Brother Yan, you, you have been there for seven days, and your cultivation seems to have improved again?"

The Giant Scythe Demon Lord nodded and said, "Brother Yan, it seems that this trip to the Spirit Cave has made you even stronger. ”

Yan Fei smiled lightly and said, "The harvest of the two of you is not small. ”

Hearing this, the giant scythe and the Immortal Knife glanced at each other, and immediately showed a knowing smile.

The cultivation of the Demon Lord of the Dark Sword was originally at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, but this time, after going through many dangers, he finally broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm in one fell swoop, and also obtained the Langya Knife.

The cultivation of the Giant Scythe Demon Lord has also reached the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, and he has also obtained a heaven-shaking hammer of the top grade of the king rank.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei asked, "These days, nothing has happened, has it?

The giant scythe shook his head, and the Demon Lord of the Immortal Sword sighed: "Hey, there is no news from the Ruyan girl, as for the side of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, I'm afraid it's boiling." ”

"How?"

The Demon Lord of the Immortal Sword replied: "Two days ago, I went to the periphery of the Spirit Cave to take a turn, and since the Ghost Spirit and the Water Spirit are their own people, they are safe. I found that the figure on the bitter cold ridge was flickering, and the murderous aura was surging, presumably, the news of Chu Li's entire army was already known to Chu Lie, the Beiling Sword Saint. ”

"Well, this is natural, Chu Li and Chu Lie are brothers, there must be a certain sense between the two, and when Chu Li dies, Chu Lie will have a feeling. ”

"Brother Yan, do you think Chu Lie will bring the masters of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect to kill in?"

Yan Fei sneered: "Giggles, that Chu Lie has been trying to win this spiritual cave for decades, but he never wanted to make a wedding dress for me, kill in, I'm not afraid that he will come in, what I'm afraid is that he won't come." ”

The Giant Scythe Demon Monarch responded: "That's right, this time Chu Li led the team, plus the twenty Sword Sect Masters, and the selected ones must all be the elites of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, it can be said that this force is already the main force of the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect, and the whole army is annihilated, and the Chu Holy Heavenly Sword Sect has suffered heavy casualties." After speaking, the Immortal Sword Demon Lord frowned and said, "Having said that, the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect is a top-level martial arts sect after all. Even if there are heavy casualties, the background is still there, they don't dare to kill in, but it is still a huge hidden danger thousands of miles away in the spirit cave, I am just worried, such as the smoke girl

As soon as I go, even if I bring people back, I'm afraid that I ......"

This time, the words of the Demon Lord of the Blade were to the point.

This is also what Yan Fei is most worried about now.

Duan Ruyan went to the Hanmen, he would definitely be able to represent himself, and presumably the thousands of children of the Hanmen would definitely go north.

At that time, how to cross the bitter cold ridge and how to avoid the blocking of the Thirty-six Sword Gates of the Holy Heaven Sword Sect will be a big trouble.

Moreover, if the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect is not eliminated, even if the Han Sect opens a sect in the Spirit Cave, it will be a problem sooner or later.

The range of activities of the Hanmen cannot be limited to this radius of thousands of miles.

Yan Fei's face gradually became serious, and he looked south.

"It seems that there is still a bloody battle between us and the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

The Giant Scythe Demon Lord and the Immortal Sword Demon Lord followed Yan Fei's line of sight, and their faces gradually became serious.

"It's okay, Brother Yan, as long as you give an order, brother, I will never frown. ”

"That's right, the Holy Heavenly Sword Sect...... Giggles, not necessarily that powerful. ”

Yan Fei glanced at the Mortal Sword and the Giant Scythe, and nodded slowly, it seems that the efforts he has made have not been in vain, these two people are loyal and righteous, even if they are in the Demon Dao, the righteousness in their bones is still there.

For now, we still have to wait.

The distance between this place and the Ghost Mist Ditch is hundreds of thousands of miles, even if Duan Ruyan travels at full speed, it will take a month to go back and forth.

So, Yan Fei simply continued to concentrate on cultivation and practice martial arts.

Time passed bit by bit, and a month later, there was still no news.

Yan Fei's heart couldn't help but hang, until more than ten days later, Yan Fei, who was closing his eyes and crossing his knees, suddenly opened his eyes.

Due north, several figures stepped into the land of ice, and one of them was Duan Ruyan.

Today, the three demon lords and Xing Lin have all been out of the customs.

When they saw Yan Fei get up, they knew that there must be news, and everyone came to Yan Fei's approach one after another, looking at the north.

At a distance of thousands of miles, the ghosts and spirits were released, and the water spirit would not find trouble with Duan Ruyan, that is, it was only a quarter of an hour, and five figures galloped from the north.

The land of ice and snow is plain white, and the figure headed by it is red, like the red plum blossoming in the snow, which is particularly conspicuous, it is Duan Ruyan.

On the left side of Duan Ruyan, an old man with messy hair and a sturdy body was recognized by Yan Fei at a glance, it was Nan Feng, the deputy master of the Hanmen Sect.

Nan Feng's side is Nan Li.

On the right side of Duan Ruyan, there is still an old man, Dugu Mo, and next to Dugu Mo is the most recognizable Tang Eighteen.

I have to say that in the blink of an eye, months have passed, and when he sees these familiar faces again, Yan Fei's heart is difficult to calm down.

Far away, a few miles away, Yan Fei heard that heart-warming call.

"Boss, Boss, here we are, Boss......"

"Brother Yan, you can really do it, leave us there, and you run here to find excitement by yourself. ”

"Boss, I'm Tang Eighteen, Boss, do you remember me?"

The sound was in his ears, and Yan Fei only felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Not long after, a group of five people came to the front, and Nanli walked in front of Yan Fei with an arrow.

"Brother Yan, I'm ...... I lean on ......" Nanli was about to speak, only to feel knocked away by a huge force. After stumbling for a moment and almost falling down, Nanli looked angrily, but saw Tang Eighteen rushing in front of Yan Fei, hugged Yan Fei, and cried: "Boss, I want to die eighteen, you left too simply that day, I thought that you really don't want brothers." "Tang Eighteen is really too short, this hug, only

was able to hug Yan Fei's waist, and then he put his head on Yan Fei's chest, as if he had been separated for decades before reuniting.

Yan Fei also looked helpless, this Tang Eighteen snot and tears were really revealed.

"Door master, don't wait a few days, it seems that you have become stronger again. Dugu Mo stepped forward and said with a smile.

Nan Feng also stepped forward: "Yan Fei, you really know how to choose a place, the spiritual power of this place is extremely strong, if the cold door can gain a foothold here, within ten years, it will not be weaker than the likes of Shushan." ”

After a full breath, Yan Fei pushed Tang Eighteen away.

Tang Eighteen even had to hug up. I just felt that my ears were being caught.

"Oh, oops, let go, let go of Lao Tzu. Nanli grabbed Tang Eighteen's ear and scolded angrily: "It's almost okay, what are you doing here?"