His brows were furrowed, and Puqing Zhenren was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to take a step.

Looking up at the sky, the rising sun shone with a soft light. The breeze in the bamboo forest rustled and rustled, and the dew that had not yet dried up hung on the branches of the bamboo leaves, crumbling. In the light of the morning sun, it emits a strange fluorescence.

"Bullnose old way, what, I'm afraid of me, a fledgling boy, come in. After a long time, he didn't see Puqing Zhenren follow up, Ye Yunfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, mocking. "Don't you want Young Master Ben to break his body into pieces? ”

"Humph!" snorted coldly.

Hearing Ye Yunfeng's words, Pu Qing Zhenren's face suddenly became gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguisedly exposed.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot out of the bamboo forest, piercing the air with a low roar.

Although Pu Qing Zhenren's expression was uncertain, the short blade in his hand did not stop at all, and with a wave of his hand, the knife flashed.

"Click!" there was a crisp sound, and two broken arrows fell.

"Little bastard, no matter what tricks you play, the real people will kill you today. With an angry scolding, Puqing Zhenren raised his legs and entered the bamboo forest.

However, how did Puqing Zhenren know that this was what Ye Yunfeng wanted. If Pu Qing Zhenren didn't enter the bamboo forest, Ye Yunfeng really didn't know how to deal with him.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yunfeng's mouth. As long as Puqing Zhenren came in, then Ye Yunfeng would be sure that he would drag Puqing Zhenren here with the help of the terrain. As long as the battle on the Ye family's mansion ends as soon as possible, and when Ye Han brings people to support, then the Ye family's crisis can be resolved.

But Ye Yunfeng also didn't know, just when Puqing Zhenren stepped into the bamboo forest, he had already made a decision in his heart. Even if it is against the rules of the cultivation realm, Ye Yunfeng must be left here.

..........

Although there is a conclusion in his heart, Puqing Zhenren is still cautiously exploring, Puqing Zhenren understands very well that although he is a cultivator, he is also the lowest kind. If it weren't for his grandfather looking for elixir for him, changing his life against the sky, and forcibly casting spiritual roots for him to cultivate, he might not have been able to embark on the path of cultivating immortals at all.

Although Puqing Zhenren is very arrogant, immortal cultivators are almost invincible in the face of mortals who have not cultivated. But Puqing Zhenren can't forget which sword was amazing when he fought Ye Yunfeng for the first time.

Pu Qing Zhenren understood very well that he couldn't face Ye Yunfeng like any other mortal, because Ye Yunfeng had the ability to kill him.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound at Pu Qingzhen's feet.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an iron ball the size of two basketballs fell from the sky. The peerless pressure enveloped Puqing's heart in an instant.

"What a cunning little bastard. "I cursed in my heart.

Puqing Zhenren ran the true yuan into his legs, slammed on the ground, and his body was like electricity, flashing to the side. At the same time, do not forget to observe the surrounding environment out of the corner of the eye.

Sure enough, at the moment when Pu Qing Zhenren jumped up, a sharp sword qi shot out from the side. A long sword that shimmered with cold light stabbed violently.

Between the lightning and flint, Pu Qing's real body was in mid-air, but his body suddenly exerted force, and the short blade in his hand crossed with the true yuan on his chest, forming an air shield around his body.

"Dang!"

The short blade and Ye Yunfeng's sword clashed together, sparking a little spark and scattering in all directions.

Seeing this, Ye Yunfeng couldn't strike a blow, and was about to retreat, but found that at this time, Puqing Zhenren kicked on a bamboo, and with the power of the counterattack, the whole person was like an arrow from Lixuan, and came straight to Ye Yunfeng.

In a leap, Puqing Zhenren Zhenyuan ran into his hand, and in an instant on the short blade, the glory was magnificent. Pu Qing Zhenren threw a short blade violently, and at the same time clenched his fist and threw a punch.

But where could Ye Yunfeng let Puqing Zhenren succeed, the long sword in his hand turned violently, shaking out a sword flower. Slash sideways, picking off the flying short blades.

At the same time, the energy exploded, and the willow body method was exerted to the extreme.

"Bang!"

Turn around and kick out. Collided with the fist of Puqing real people. The air was instantly emptied, forming a vacuum band between the two of them.

With the force under his feet, his body fell back and retreated, and a few dodges disappeared into the bamboo forest.

His face was gloomy, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Puqing Zhenren fell, and he didn't pick it up and was picked up by Ye Yunfeng. The body unfolded and chased after him.

Puqing Zhenren knew that in this dense bamboo forest, Ye Yunfeng would definitely adopt sneak attack tactics, but Puqing Zhenren didn't expect that Ye Yunfeng would be so powerful.

The strength of the blood qi cultivated with the body of a mortal was actually comparable to the true yuan power that he had cultivated for decades. And after being directly hit by himself with his true yuan power, he can still play freely, just like a monster.

In the gallop, Pu Qing Zhenren cautiously warned the surroundings while secretly preparing for the spell casting. After a raid encounter just now, Pu Qing Zhenren completely lost the idea of slowly depleting himself with Ye Yunfeng. Prepare to use the power of thunder to directly use spells to kill Ye Yunfeng after seeing him.

In this way, Puqing Zhenren was searching for Ye Yunfeng's traces while preparing to cast spells at any time. But the result was very disappointing for Puqing Zhenren.

Because Puqing Zhenren had been searching aimlessly in the bamboo forest for more than ten minutes, but he didn't find the slightest trace of Ye Yunfeng.

In this bamboo forest, where the sun does not shine, there is no birdsong or insect hissing. Not even a hint of wind. It was as if they were all building momentum for Ye Yunfeng, and the depressing aura almost made Puqing Zhenren crazy.

The wide eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and the impatient mood enveloped his heart, and Puqing Zhenren raised his eyes and looked around, and a feeling of dizziness came up.

"Bang!

Suddenly, Pu Qing Zhenren's feet were light, and suddenly the whole person fell down like weightlessness, and rows of sharp and barbed short spears entered the eyes.

"Trap, bad!"

In an instant, a miserable picture appeared in Puqing Zhenren's mind, he fell into the pit, and was pierced into his body by countless short spears with barbs, and blood splattered like money, and Puqing Zhenren couldn't help but shiver.

He didn't dare to hesitate at all, the incantation moved, his hands waved quickly, and in an instant, a fireball appeared in Pu Qing Zhenren's hand, and the scorching wave of qi scorched the long hair in front of Pu Qing Zhenren's forehead.

"Boom!"

Pu Qing Zhenren shook his hand and played the fireball technique, and with a bang, an explosion sounded.

In an instant, a layer of orange-red flames stretched in the pit, and the scorching heat and scorching air were distorted, almost at the moment when Pu Qing Zhenren landed, the short spears with barbs in the pit dissolved.

"Ahh

The terrible howl and the hot iron juice corroded the flesh and blood of Puqing Zhenren. The intense pain tormented Pu Qingzhen's nerves.

However, at this moment, a strange long sword stabbed at him, and Ye Yunfeng's figure appeared in the sky above Puqing Zhenren. The willow sword technique unfolded, turned into a streamer, and slashed towards the limbs of Puqing Zhenren.

But at this moment, the miserable Puqing Zhenren smiled weirdly, the skin burned by the iron juice was turned over, and the bright red blood overflowed, which was extraordinarily infiltrating.

"You're waiting for you, let me die. With a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Pu Qing Zhenren flipped over and faced Ye Yunfeng at the moment when Ye Yunfeng's sword was close to his body. Hands outstretched.

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, one fireball after another, like a series of cannons, shot into the air, without the slightest dodge power Ye Yunfeng.

"you, Nima, this is a trick to death. Seeing this, Ye Yunfeng scolded. Seeing the dense fireballs shooting towards him, the whole person suddenly tensed.

The sword in his hand no longer slashed at Puqing Zhenren, but stabbed at the wall of the pit, and the energy in his body poured into the long sword desperately, using all the strength of his body, and slammed it off.

"Bang!"

The energy erupted, and Ye Yunfeng jumped high with the power of a sword. The willow body method is exerted, and the energy is transmitted to the legs.

"Climb and kick!"

kicked out three times in a row, directly kicking and breaking three bamboo poles as thick as a bowl. The sword in his hand was almost swung into an afterimage.

"Dangdangdangdang......!"

The willow sword technique unfolded, and the bamboo poles were disassembled. With a sharp force, he slapped the blade of the sword at the bamboo joints that had been broken into sections, and at the same time the energy moved into the sword, and the sword was used as a medium to introduce the bamboo joints.

"Woooo

Suddenly, a series of sounds piercing the air sounded, and pieces of bamboo knots filled with Ye Yunfeng's strength collided with fireballs.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of explosions rang out, but after the explosion, the fireballs had almost no effect except that the color had become lighter. Still flying in, it seemed to have the momentum of not blowing Ye Yunfeng into scum and vowing not to give up.

However, the moment Ye Yunfeng blocked the fireball, his body had already burst out. Avoid the range of fireballs.

But Ye Yunfeng was still a step slower, and a fireball grazed Ye Yunfeng's waist, and suddenly a burning stench permeated.

Pain, this is Ye Yunfeng's only thought now, but Ye Yunfeng understands that now is not the time to slack off. Because at this moment, Puqing Zhenren who was trapped in the pit jumped out.

With an evil grin, he stretched out his hand and chanted a spell in his mouth, only to see a little light condense between his fingers. In the blink of an eye, a fireball took shape in Puqing's real fingers.

After fighting so far, the energy in Ye Yunfeng's body has almost been exhausted, and a sense of powerlessness has surged into his heart. However, Ye Yunfeng understood that he couldn't die now, if he died here now, then hundreds of people in the Ye family would definitely be brutally killed by this mad demon.

Seeing this, Ye Yunfeng's eyes showed a solemn look. The long sword in his hand, clenched tightly, mobilized the strength in his body that could still be used, bit the tip of his tongue, and fought hard to fight.

"Hurry!"

Pu Qing Zhenren shouted, shook his hand and threw out the fireball.

However, a strange scene appeared, after the fireball was thrown by Pu Qing Zhenren, it actually exploded with a bang, almost exploding in front of Pu Qing Zhenren.

In an instant, the powerful air wave of the explosion blew Puqing Zhenren upside down.

"Damn, the true yuan is not enough. "When I saw my fireball technique, I was out of control. Pu Qing Zhenren scolded secretly in his heart, and at the same time carefully guarded against Ye Yunfeng.

But how did Ye Yunfeng know that Puqing Zhenren was not enough true yuan, causing the spell to get out of control. I just thought that this was a trick of Puqing Zhenren.

The willow body method is exerted, the vitality under the feet, and the turn is ran.

Seeing Ye Yunfeng disappear from sight, Puqing Zhenren was angry and happy. The angry thing is to let Ye Yunfeng slip away in front of his eyes again, and the happy thing is that now he is not enough true yuan, and he is not sure to kill Ye Yunfeng.

Seeing Ye Yunfeng fleeing, Puqing Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting cross-legged on the spot, he simply recovered his mind and chased after Zhenyuan.

The figure of Puqing Zhenren in the bamboo forest swept by, and Puqing Zhenren suddenly made an emergency stop. looked at it coldly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bending down, the short blade lightly slashed against the ground, and suddenly a line that was almost invisible to the naked eye was cut by Pu Qing Zhenren.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the line was cut off by Puqing Zhenren, a bamboo stake covered with sharp barbs fell from the top of his head. With a sneer, Pu Qing Zhenren dodged with a jump, and at the same time threw the short blade in his hand.

"Ding!"

Accurately collided with the sword stabbed by Ye Yunfeng.

"Kid of the Ye family, this real person doesn't want to play this kind of childish game with you, now you are ready to die. Puqing Zhenren, with a hideous face, said coldly.

At the same time, he took out a small purple wooden box from the cuff, carefully placed it in front of him, sat cross-legged, and gently uncovered the seal on the wooden box.

Carefully opened the lid of the box, and suddenly revealed a small pale gray sword of about three inches. The magic decision was quickly played in his hand, and the true yuan in his body frantically poured into the small sword, and the obscure spell recited in his mouth.

Suddenly, Pu Qing's real body climbed crazily, but the small sword slowly floated up.

Looking at the small sword suspended in front of him, Pu Qing Zhenren's face showed a look of pain. Then his eyes froze and he burst into tears. "Hurry!"

In an instant, the small sword turned into a gray shadow and shot away. After Pu Qing Zhenren's body turned around a few times, with Pu Qing Zhenren's fingers, he shot violently towards Ye Yunfeng, who was waiting for him.

"Poof!"

However, before Ye Yunfeng could react, he felt a sudden pain in the hand holding the sword, and then saw a stream of blood splattered out.

There was horror in his eyes, "What is this!" Ye Yunfeng asked in shock.

"Haha! Are you scared?" Pu Qing Zhenren laughed wildly, "I'll let you die, this treasure is called the Spirit Soldier." ”

"Spirit soldier!" Hearing Pu Qing's words, Ye Yunfeng repeated in confusion.

"That's right, it's the Spirit Soldier, this is a treasure that only the Great Cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage can refine. Now you can go and die. Hahaha!"

The gray shadow swept by, and then, at the moment when it was about to cut Ye Yunfeng's throat. The gray shadow snapped and trembled in midair.

The gray light is even more flickering, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Seeing this, Puqing Zhenren was suddenly in a hurry, and shouted "Kill!" in his mouth, pointing at Ye Yunfeng's eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

However, the gray shadow turned by the small sword whispered in midair, and he did not want to listen to the words of Pu Qing Zhenren.

Seeing such a situation, Ye Yunfeng looked puzzled. The heart said, "What's the situation, it's convulsive." Aren't you going to kill me?"