Yun Nantian was about to nod his head in agreement with Leng Wushuang, and when he was already the long sword in the black scabbard behind his back, he suddenly trembled, and then the two of them saw the fire lotus in Yun Nantian's hand, which also slowly rotated and levitated, and finally seemed to have found a direction and home, and flew straight to the hilt of the sword inlaid with fiery red beads.

The fire lotus disappeared, and on the hilt of the sword, the mark of the fire lotus appeared, but there was also an extra bead on the top of the fire lotus, Yun Nantian felt that the sword technique in his body was extremely smooth, and the speed of sword qi transformation was much faster.

Leng Wushuang was dumbfounded, Yun Nantian pulled out the long sword in his hand, which could make the sword technique in his body run much faster, not to mention, a sword qi that rushed to his face, carrying the temperature of the flame, forced to come, making both of them feel the suffocation of oppression.

Yun Nantian was full of smiles, looking at the more powerful long sword in his hand, and the whole lotus flower on the hilt that emitted the temperature of flames: "Brother Wushuang, it seems that this is the real complete fire lotus, I don't know why, the flower and the bud are separated, and now they are happy to meet again."

Leng Wushuang squinted at the complete fire lotus on the hilt of the sword in Yun Nantian's hand, stroked his chin, and nodded: "Yes, with such a long sword, Brother Nantian's strength has reached a higher level, I'm afraid that at this moment, against that Li Munan, I don't need the elder brother, and then the sword, only the elder brother Nantian, two swords are enough!"

Yun Nantian was very satisfied, put the long sword back into the scabbard, and put it on his back: "Brother Wushuang, where are you talking, Brother Wushuang's sword is also a supreme treasure, this time the Fengyang Secret Realm has not come in vain!"

Leng Wushuang nodded, touching the cold sharp long knife in his arms with both hands, and there was an indescribable smile on his face.

Indeed, this time the Fengyang Secret Realm is really not in vain, no matter whether you can find the Cangfeng bloodline or not, it is worth it.

Near a deep pool in the secret realm of Fengyang, countless blood flowed, corpses piled up, blood flowed into the pool, and the pool water, which should have been crystal clear, was also dyed with a layer of red.

Zelo, who looks like an old servant, has many scars on his body and is covered in blood, but he looks even more imposing.

Mo Yirong's face was slightly pale, on one white arm, a wound, hideously turned over the bloody flesh, coated with white medicinal powder, but the blood still couldn't stop coming out, and the other wrist holding a long sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

On her petite shoulders, there stood a black owl, taller than Mo Yirong's head, with gloomy eyes, a slightly closed wing, blood constantly dripping, the eagle's beak was also cracked, turning out the flesh, and the blood gushing up in the body was forcibly swallowed back by it.

Opposite the two of them, there were three middle-aged men with swords, a man with a slender robe, and on the long sword in the hands of the three people, there was blood condensing and dripping, and the man in the slender robe had a lot of blood on the robe and handsome face, I don't know if it was his or someone else's.

The four of them confronted Mu Yirong Zeluo like this, the atmosphere was heavy and gloomy, and the air was full of the smell of blood, so thick that it made people want to be disgusted.

One of them, a tall middle-aged man with a sword, looked at the pool of water that was dyed red, turned his head, looked at the old servant Zeluo, and said with a look of appreciation on his face: "Old man, I really can't imagine that you can fight a hundred with one martial artist and a pair of fists, and the last one left will be you, as a sword cultivator, I can't help but admire and admire."

The old servant Zeluo was covered in blood, and there were more white bones on his body, but the momentum on his body looked more powerful, and he said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, now we are left, do you want to continue fighting?"

A sharp-faced man standing behind the tall sword-wielding middle-aged man couldn't help but step forward to speak, isn't it just an old man martial artist, crazy and crazy, but he was stopped by the tall sword-wielding middle-aged man.

He looked at the old servant Ze Luo with a smile and said: "The palace under this waterhole is not big or small, it must be the place where the treasures in the entire Fengyang Secret Realm are gathered, but there is a prohibition, and those who are close to it, without exception, have been stopped, so that the people who come to the waterhole cannot enter, they can only fight on this shore, and now that we are the only ones left, no one has come for the time being, let me see if we can go down together and have a look?"

The old servant Ze Luo glanced back at Mu Yirong, Mu Yirong thought for a while, and said: "On our side, except for this injured black owl, there are only me and Grandpa Ze, if you want to go down together, it's okay, but the number of people should be the same, my black owl, you don't have to go down, just let him stay on it."

The tall middle-aged man with a sword hesitated for a while, but still nodded and agreed: "This girl, what she said is not unreasonable, and it is fair, you can agree, I will go down with Senior Brother Tianmen, how about it?"

Mu Yirong said: "As long as two people go down, it's fine, I don't care who you are."

The tall middle-aged man with a sword nodded and said: "Then it's decided, since we want to go down together, even if it is a temporary ally, let's introduce ourselves, my name is Fan Zhengxi, my senior brother Chen Mu, and Ya Runze, Crepe Rao, the four of us are all from Heichen Sword Academy."

Mu Yirong was stunned, and the old servant Ze Luo was also a little moved on his face, it turned out to be a person from the Heichen Sword Academy, a famous kendo spiritual cultivation sect in Cangfeng County, no wonder, the swordsmanship was magnificent, and the aura was as vast as the sea.

Without waiting for Mu Yirong to speak, the old servant Ze Luo shook his head with a smile and said: "I didn't expect it to be the sword immortal of Heichen Sword Academy, Miss and I are from a small family family, so it is inconvenient to tell me, just call me Lao Luo."

Fan Zhengxi shook his head and said, "The sword immortal can't afford it, okay, since you don't want to tell me, then forget it, let's go down?"

The slender robed man, who was also Fan Zhengxi's senior brother Chen Mu, also stepped forward.

Mu Yirong stretched out her hand and gently touched the black owl who was not lightly injured, and said softly: "Okay, you are on top of this, remember to fly to another place to rest and recover, these guys are not something you can mess with, don't be at that time, if I come up, you will become a pot of broth."

The black owl rubbed Mu Yirong's face with a feather, and after counting it as a response, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky, and after circling above everyone's heads, he flew into the distance to rest and recover.

Mu Yirong watched the black owl fly away and couldn't see it, so she turned around and said, "Okay, then go down!"

Fan Zhengxi and Senior Brother Chen Mu walked into the waterhole together, and the water surface was shaken open by the breath on the two of them, and the figures of the two disappeared.

Mu Yirong glanced at the two sword-wielding men who remained, walked towards Ze Luo and said, "Grandpa Ze, I will exude sword qi and break through the water, this is a few pills, you can recover and recover."

Mu Yirong handed a few pills in his hand to the old servant Ze Luo, and the old servant Ze Luo was not polite, took the healing and recovery pill handed by Mu Yirong, threw it directly into his mouth and swallowed it, nodded and said, "Then trouble Miss, open the way first."

Mu Yirong just nodded, the sword qi on his body emanated, enveloping himself and the old servant Zeluo, breaking through the surface of the waterhole and entering the waterhole, and his body was quickly submerged by the pool.

Yun Lin carried Wu Shan who had passed out on his back, and walked behind Wang Luo Chao Song Chao Feixia, at this time, walking into a valley, Wu Shan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and he began to talk nonsense.

In the previous battle, the aura consumption in Yunlin's body was serious, although the sword technique in the previous life was powerful, but for a while, it was difficult to recover, and with Wu Shan on their backs, the speed of the four of them was not very fast.

Wang Luo glanced at the valley that was not very deep, in fact, it could not be called a valley exactly, because the mountains on both sides were not very high, and it was more appropriate to call it a relatively wide mountain road.

Wang Luo still took care of the Yunlin at the back, stopped and said, "Let's rest for a while, the terrain here is quite open."

Chao Ge knew that Wang Luo was taking care of Yun Lin and Wu Shan, but Chao Feixia had already sat down with Wang Luo, Yun Lin was even more relieved, and gently put Wu Shan down, Chao Ge couldn't do it, he didn't even help his own sister, so he could only find a remote place to sit down, and after pulling a weed, he chewed in his mouth boredly.

It was rare for Wu Shan to come to his senses, his eyes were rarely much clearer, Yun Lin saw that Wu Shan had come to his senses, and hurriedly untied the wine pot on the side of Wu Shan's waist, and said with a smile: "Old Wu, let's go?"

Wu Shan's face turned purple and blue, and he grinned: "Okay, good, young master, I've tired you."

Wu Shan wanted to raise his hand to pick up the wine jug that Yunlin sent to him, but he found that he couldn't even lift his hand, and he couldn't even lift it after trying hard for a long time, so he raised it and took the wine jug in the young master's hand.

Yun Lin tried to squeeze out a smile, pulled out the stopper of the wine jug, and sent it to Wu Shan's mouth, his voice choked with an unconcealed voice: "Old Wu, just lie down, don't move."

Wu Shan took a small sip and choked on the wine, so Yun Lin had to take away the wine jug, and he didn't drink Wu Shan, and the wine he spit out helped wipe it off.

Wu Shan, who likes to drink the most and is not happy without alcohol, at this moment, he can't even drink wine.

After taking a few breaths, he tried to open his eyes and said to Yun Lin, "Less...... Master, it's all with you...... I told you, don't be sad, I see the scenery here is good, it's good, you have to promise me, live well, remember, I will be ...... Before that, I told the master that Wu Shan had nothing to be nostalgic about. ”

Yun Lin held back the tears in his eyes, his voice choked, and he tightly grasped Wu Shan Ziqing's big hand: "Old Wu, don't worry, you will definitely be fine, you will definitely be fine!" You're going to protect me......"

Wu Shan grinned hard, his eyelids felt very heavy, and he smiled as much as he could: "Young master, don't be afraid, you are already an adult, you can't escape, oh, there is ...... And also...... Talk to Qingyao's girl and let her be okay too, but ...... It's a pity I can't see your little cubs anymore. ”

Wu Shan coughed violently, and Yun Lin hurriedly agreed: "Old Wu, don't speak, don't worry, I will bring our children to see you."