Chen Shaofeng joined the battle shortly after the death of the flowing face. The opponent is also a young man, his face is a little gloomy, and he is a disciple of the Yin Demon Sect.

"Sinister Sword!"

"Angry Mountains!"

"Dang!"

Swords clashed with swords, after the two separated. The Yin Demon Sect's disciple's hand holding the sword trembled a little, and he scolded angrily in his heart: "Damn, why is this kid's strength so great?"

Chen Shaofeng didn't give him time to adjust, and raised his sword to attack again.

"Three Swords of Yin and Evil!"

As the young man of the Yin Demon Sect stopped drinking, the sword in his hand differentiated into three sword shadows, enveloping Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng calmed down, held the sword in both hands, and shouted in his heart: "Angry Break the Mountain!"

A sword move that was even more ferocious than just now slashed towards the three sword shadows.

"Bang!"

The three sword shadows disappeared in an instant, and Chen Shaofeng's long sword continued to slash towards the young man. Seeing this, the young man raised his sword to block.

"Po~"

The boy's sword was cut off, and he was in the nick of time. The young man dodged the vital point and was slashed diagonally by Chen Shaofeng from his left shoulder with a sword.

"Ah~"

"Huh~"

Chen Shaofeng didn't have time to listen to his screams, and flashed over to end the battle in an instant. With a little respite, Chen Shaofeng looked at no one nearby, ready to breathe secretly for a while.

As soon as he closed his eyes, an eager voice came.

"Senior Sister Xu!"

"Huh?" Chen Shaofeng suddenly opened his eyes, "Go over and take a look!"

An obscene young man was looking at the injured girl who fell to the ground with a lewd face, and the sword in his hand slowly leaned towards the seriously injured young man on the ground: "Little beauty, if you promise to take the initiative to sleep with this son for one night, this son will be merciful and let you go." Otherwise, this son will kill you first, and then slowly clean you up. ”

"Senior Brother Liu, ...... you" The girl who fell to the ground burst into tears and looked at the seriously injured teenager who fell to the ground.

The young man said weakly: "Senior Sister Xu, don't be afraid, if we die, the master will avenge us." ”

"Hmph! A small sect disciple is embarrassed to raise the sect to threaten me. Die!" Saying that the long sword was about to be sent forward, the young man surnamed Liu looked at the crying girl from beginning to end.

"Whew~"

"Huh?" After hearing the sound of the wind, the lewd young man turned his head to see that a young man was slashing at him with a sword.

The lewd young man had to give up killing the young man surnamed Liu, and instead blocked Chen Shaofeng with a sword.

"Dang!"

The lewd young man took a few steps back, and was stumbled by the young man surnamed Liu who was lying on the ground, Chen Shaofeng's figure flashed when he saw this, and a sword pierced the throat of the lewd young man.

Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Liu lay down completely, their foreheads covered with cold sweat and their mouths panting. After all, they are still teenagers, and it would be a lie to say that they are not afraid when they face the threat of death. At this time, seeing that he was rescued, his tense spirit finally relaxed.

"Engong, great kindness is not grateful! Please also announce the name of Engong, and I will definitely repay it if I have the opportunity in the future." ”

"Why is this voice so familiar?" Chen Shaofeng took a few steps forward, and after seeing the face of Senior Brother Liu clearly, he was very surprised, "Nameless." ”

But in his heart, he said: "I can actually meet acquaintances here." Although this Liu Jun is a little arrogant on weekdays, he is not a bad person, for the sake of Longshou City, I will escort you again. ”

After seeing off Liu Jun's brothers and sisters, Chen Shaofeng returned to the place where he first came out, and saw that the Liumian Dead was also coming over.

"Brother Liu, you've killed a lot of people, right?"

The flowing face gave him a blank look, "How can I care about doing this." ”

Chen Shaofeng was stunned, "Then what are you doing?"

"Hehe, it's a lot of harvest. Give, the method of use is the same, if anyone comes over, if you can't cope with it, throw one. However, this kind of thing hurts the enemy by 1,000 and damages 800, and after throwing it out, you have to dodge it. ”

Chen Shaofeng looked at the handful of spirit runes that Liumian had stuffed into his hand, and took a general look, there were about a dozen.

"You stole all this?"

The flowing face glared at him, "Could it be that someone else gave it away?"

Chen Shaofeng saw the ability of flowing faces, and there was a trace of emotion in his heart, but he was instantly suppressed by him.

"These are all from those people from the Demon Sect, if you don't want it, take it and use it for me. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

When Chen Shaofeng heard this, he hurriedly put it into his arms. "Hey, hey, don't be stupid. ”

Chen Shaofeng and Liumian had just chatted casually, and a coquettish sound made Chen Shaofeng and the others turn their eyes.

"Bang!"

Gu Mo and a silver-haired young man slapped each other and separated.

"Undercurrent Rain!"

The light waves around Gu Mo's body flowed, and in an instant, it turned into a heavy rain of swords, galloping towards the silver-haired young man opposite.

The silver-haired man clasped his hands and shouted: "My heart is sad!"

A circle of transparent ripple-like ripples spread out from all around the body in all directions, instantly covering the sword rain of ancient ink.

However, this circle of ripples didn't seem to have much effect on Gu Mo's sword rain, and the sword rain continued to rush towards the silver-haired young man at great speed.

The silver-haired young man then took out a mirror, and the sword rain was illuminated by the dreamlike light emitted by the mirror, and it was constantly dissolved.

"Huh, what kind of treasure is that mirror?" Liumian's eyes flickered when he saw the silver-haired young man's mirror.

The dreamy light of the mirror combined with the transparent ripples emitted by the silver-haired young man just now, making it even more dreamy and bewitching.

Gu Mo saw that his sword rain was broken, and shouted: "Plough the sky with a sword!"

The sword sliced through the sky like lightning, rushing towards the dreamy and demonic light.

"Zi! Zi ......"

The sword broke through the dreamy and demonic light, and continued to rush towards the silver-haired youth. At the same time, Gu Mo was also shrouded in that demonic light.

"Mo'er, you are one of the few people in the world with a congenital special physique, and once your physique awakens in the future, you are destined to stand at the peak of this world!"

Gu Mo's movements slowed down, and there was a strong struggle in his eyes.

"Mo'er, my mother can't bear you, Mo'er ......"

"Mo'er, you don't have to worry about our family's hatred, Dad just needs you to live well. ”......

Gu Mo suddenly saw her parents calling for her. Gu Mo stopped attacking, burst into tears, and his figure fell to the ground.

The silver-haired young man was not easy to control the move just now, and he couldn't dodge, and was pierced through the shoulder by Gu Mo's ploughing sword. However, after he saw Gu Mo's condition, the corners of his mouth slowly curved, and with an evil smile, he rushed towards Gu Mo.

The scene was so chaotic that no one noticed it at all. When Chen Shaofeng saw this scene, he was anxious and shouted, "Senior Sister Gu, be careful!"

At the same time, he quickly ran towards the place where Gu Mo fell. Seeing that the silver-haired young man was faster, Chen Shaofeng was anxious and couldn't care about anything else. He took out a random spirit talisman from his bosom and shot it at the silver-haired youth.

The silver-haired young man sensed Chen Shaofeng's faint momentum and smiled contemptuously, "The ants also want to meddle in the affairs of this son, go to death!" The silver-haired young man waved his palm and struck at the spirit rune that was about to get close.

"Boom~"

The spirit rune was hit, and it exploded instantly. The blood flashed, and the silver-haired young man's face changed

"It's not good, it's a boiling blood charm!"

"Poof~"

Chen Shaofeng's cultivation was too low, and he was so shocked by the aftermath that he spat blood. The blood in his whole body fluctuated for a moment, and he forcibly pressed it down by using the dark magic technique.

But at this time, it was too late for the silver hair to dodge, and it was shrouded in a blood mist. The silver-haired young man hurriedly used his Yuan Force, and the treasure mirror in his hand emitted a ray of light again. A gap was opened, and the silver-haired young man was instantly freed from the blood mist.

Just as he calmed the boiling blood all over his body, a figure flashed, and the treasure mirror in his hand disappeared.