The next day, the early morning sunlight filtered through the window lattices of the ancient house, which was somewhat cool and slightly hot.

"Qingyun, we should leave!" Aunt Lan said solemnly to Qingyun who had just woken up, "You have to leave quickly, you can bluff for a while, but you can't bluff for a lifetime." I'm afraid something will really happen in a few days! ”

"Alright, alright, are you leaving this morning?" Qingyun yawned lazily and looked at Aunt Lan with a puzzled expression, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hehe, it's been good for a long time. Aunt Lan smiled and didn't say anything more.

Qingyun and Aunt Lan were busy for a while, and they had already prepared for departure, and after saying goodbye to the old woman reluctantly, Qingyun and Aunt Lan left the ancient house and left in a hurry.

After a while, Qingyun and the others stepped out of the mottled ancient town and headed for the path. Outside the ancient town, a small road stretches into the distance, and weeds grow haphazardly on the roadside.

In the ancient town, the immortal master sat quietly in a wine shop not far from the intersection, drinking bowl after bowl of spirits. "Why can't I find the so-called goblin? Is he not there or is he gone? Alas, I see it has something to do with both of them, but ...... Alas......" he looked back on everything that had happened, and his face was ugly.

"This is ......" The immortal master glanced at it casually, but suddenly found that Qing Yun and the others were about to leave.

"Do you mean...... They're lying to me! Otherwise, how can they explain that they're leaving in such a hurry? Damn!" the immortal master's old face was full of vicious eyes, "Hmph! How dare they lie to me! They are dead!"

Before the words fell, the immortal master hurriedly dropped a knife coin and chased after him.

Whirring, the sound of a gust of wind rubbing against the robe gradually came, and Qingyun and Aunt Lan both turned their heads to look at it when they felt that something was wrong.

"Not good!" Qing Yun and Aunt Lan shouted at the same time, and they all drew their long swords. At this time, the immortal master stopped far away, chanting words in his mouth, and a wooden sword rose in the air behind his back, and a series of spiritual light condensed on the sword, winding endlessly like silk.

"Brush" A sound of breaking through the sky came, and the wooden sword carried a huge amount of power and rushed straight to Qing Yun. Qing Yun clenched the long sword with both hands, staring at the rapidly approaching wooden sword and slashed hard. There was a sound of metal rubbing, the wooden sword was unscathed, but the long sword in Qing Yun's hand had cracked a small gap.

"What! What a sharp wooden sword!" Qing Yun took a few steps back under the huge force, but the wooden sword was also beaten and flew directly upside down. However, the immortal master method was pinched, and the wooden sword attacked Qing Yun in the second attack.

Aunt Lan was not idle, taking advantage of Qing Yun's wooden sword to contain the old immortal master, she clenched the long sword with both hands and rushed away directly, aiming directly at the old immortal master.

As soon as the old immortal master saw that the situation was not right, he immediately recalled the wooden sword and wanted to block Aunt Lan's melee attack. Qing Yun saw that something was wrong with the situation, and she jumped up in the air and slashed at the wooden sword that was flying back upside down.

Aunt Lan is not in her heyday now, and the injuries on her body have not healed, Qingyun is not at ease to let Aunt Lan directly face the attack from the old immortal master. Besides, Aunt Lan is a mortal through and through, I'm afraid she won't even be able to catch this one.

The strange thing is that Qing Yun's spirit gate has never been able to open, but her physical strength has been strangely soaring, so much so that now her huge strength alone is enough to shoot down the old immortal master's wooden sword.

I saw that the wooden sword was split in the air, and it turned a few angles in the air and plunged deep into the dirt. The aura lingering on the wooden sword also seemed to dim a little because of this.

"Could it be that the filth of the earth can pollute the aura? Between the lightning and flint, Qing Yun's mind turned and thought of a solution.

Qing Yun's long sword kept colliding with the old immortal master's wooden sword, and Qing Yun deliberately slashed the wooden sword to the ground every time, and she had successfully entangled the terrifying wooden sword.

At this time, Aunt Lan had already approached the old immortal master, and the old immortal master's wooden sword was now entangled by Qing Yun, and he could only be forced to face the long sword in Aunt Lan's hand with his bare hands.

The palms and swords collided with each other, making a clanging sound, "How is it possible?, is the gap between the immortal master and the mortal really that big?" Aunt Lan skimmed a trace of worry in the fierce battle.

"No! there must be a chance! Hold on!" Aunt Lan struggled to launch a fierce attack, and the long sword flew in the air with a fierce cold light, like lightning galloping.

On the other hand, the immortal master, his old forehead was already oozing drops of sweat. He was so old that he was overwhelmed by the fierce fighting.

Old age and frailty, even if the realm is extraordinary, it is difficult to exert the strength it should have, and coupled with the distraction of the two battles, the strength is even lower. Therefore, Aunt Lan could fight with him for so long with her mortal body.

It's a pity that the immortal master is still an immortal master, and Aunt Lan keeps retreating under the pressure of his fists and feet. The exquisite swordsmanship can only be defensive, his strength is too strong, and it is difficult for Aunt Lan to fight for a long time with the sharpness of the sword and the method of fortune of four or two thousand catties.

In the other direction, Qing Yun used the earth to continuously consume the aura attached to the wooden sword, and the power of the wooden sword continued to decline, and now Qing Yun could easily press the wooden sword to fight.

However, the Immortal Master never gave up on recalling the wooden sword, and after a long period of hard work, the wooden sword continued to get closer to the Immortal Master, and it was difficult to stop its fate from being reclaimed.

In the end, the wooden sword fell into the hands of the old immortal master, and the originally dim wooden sword was slowly dyed with a little aura. Obviously, the spiritual power of the wooden sword was slowly recovering, while the immortal master's face was a little pale.

"Aunt Lan retreat!" Qing Yun shouted as soon as she saw that the situation was wrong, Aunt Lan heard this exclamation, and kept retreating in a hurry, she looked at Qing Yun's face full of worry.

A sharp wooden sword shot out from the immortal master's hand again, and his face was a little hideous, but it was difficult to hide the weakness of his body.

"No!" Qing Yun's long sword slashed in the air but failed to stop the wooden sword that shot away, Aunt Lan used all her strength to block the wooden sword, but her body was thrown directly under the strong force, and finally smashed into the grass on the side of the road, and there was no movement.

Qing Yun looked at the old immortal master fiercely, her eyes seemed to be as if the demons in the abyss naturally exuded terrifying murderous intent.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Immortal Master Wooden Sword was not beside him, Qing Yun approached close and directly started fighting. Although Qingyun still failed to open the Lingque to become a spiritual cultivator, her strength was no longer weak and an old immortal master.

For a while, the old immortal master was defeated and retreated, and the wooden sword also lost all kinds of means because it could not be recalled now. The young man's body is always much stronger than the old man, and the immortal master has begun to be stretched thin under the powerful attack.

This was a tough battle for both Qingyun and the old immortal master.