forcibly flicked Zhang Yun's palm away.

"Who dares to touch the disciples of this seat?"

At the same time, an indifferent voice resounded, spreading throughout the hall with an aura of the peak of the Transformation Stage.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yun's eyes froze, and he saw a middle-aged phantom with long hair and gorgeous clothes and a high-ranking person's aura on his body, emerging from Mu Wenxuan's body.

Mu Wenxuan was stunned when he saw this, and soon rejoiced: "Teacher... Master!! ”

The middle-aged phantom glanced at him, saw that his skin was dry and his vitality dissipated, and his face suddenly turned cold: "Who did it?" ”

"Him!"

Mu Wenxuan immediately pointed to Zhang Yun: "Master, it's him!" ”

The eyes of the middle-aged phantom suddenly fell to Zhang Yun, and the coercion of the peak of the god transformation stage came directly.

Zhang Yun faced this coercion, and his face did not change.

This calm posture made the middle-aged phantom's eyes narrow, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who is you?" ”

"You're from the South Treasure Pavilion?"

Zhang Yun didn't answer, looked at the middle-aged phantom and asked rhetorically.

The middle-aged phantom frowned, and said lightly: "This seat is the second pavilion master of the South Treasure Pavilion, Gu Chuan!" ”

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows.

Before he could continue, he heard Mu Wenxuan shout: "Master, kill him quickly, this person is going to put his apprentice to death!" ”

The middle-aged phantom's face sank, and the coercion of the peak of the god transformation stage was directed at Zhang Yun, and his tone was cold: "Why did you make a move on this apprentice?" ”

"You're a demon cultivator, you know?"

Zhang Yun continued to ask rhetorically.

The middle-aged phantom looked at Mu Wenxuan with a flicker, and immediately looked at Mu Wenxuan.

A trace of panic flashed in Mu Wenxuan's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and shouted angrily: "Don't slander Ben Shao!" This young man is a righteous monk!! ”

"Really?"

Zhang Yun chuckled lightly and stepped forward.

Rumble!

But before he could get closer, a handprint of the middle-aged phantom on the side fell.

Zhang Yun jumped out of the way.

Seeing this, the middle-aged phantom said coldly: "Whether the disciple of this seat is a demon cultivator or not, it is not your turn to test. Now retreat immediately, this seat will not be pursued......"

Brush!

Before he could finish speaking, a wave of sword qi had already broken through the air, directly cutting off a section of the arm of the middle-aged phantom.

"It seems that you don't care about the Demon Cultivator, your South Treasure Pavilion doesn't care!"

Zhang Yun held the Crazy Night Sword, and his face instantly became indifferent: "In this case, then don't come and hinder me!" ”

Brush!

As he spoke, another wave of sword qi slashed out.

"Look for death!"

The middle-aged phantom was furious, and the peak power of the Transformation Stage exploded, cooperating with his only remaining left hand.

Disheveled!

The sword qi wave collapsed, and even the figure of Zhang Yun behind it also collapsed.

He's dead?

The middle-aged phantom was stunned.

This person who does not change his face at the peak of his god transformation period, just this bit of strength?

He didn't make the first move just now, because he was afraid of this. After all, this wisp of his soul's energy......

"Not good!"

Just as he was thinking about what he suddenly sensed, his face changed.

When he looked up, he saw Zhang Yun's figure appear above his head.

"Stop!!"

The middle-aged phantom drank loudly.

But Zhang Yun did not hesitate, and slashed down with a sword.

Directly split the entire soul shadow body of the middle-aged phantom into two.

Fluffy!!

Cut in two and burst into the hall.

"It's... This ......"

Mu Wenxuan's mouth opened wide, his face full of disbelief.

Not good!

Seeing Zhang Yun looking at him at this time, his face turned pale, and he didn't hesitate to get up and run frantically inside and outside the hall.

Seeing this, Zhang Yun raised a flying sword and shot out with dark blue magic power.

Shout!

Burst!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Mu Wenxuan, who had just rushed out of the hall, was directly pierced through his thigh by the flying sword and fell directly to the ground.

"Don't kill me!"

Seeing Zhang Yun flying over at the same time, Mu Wenxuan hurriedly shouted, "I know a secret!" A secret that you surely want to know!! ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Yun was stunned and said, "Let's hear it!" ”

"If you let Ben Shao go, Ben Shao will ...... Yes! ”

Mu Wenxuan had just spoken, but was interrupted by his own screams in the middle of the conversation.

Zhang Yun directly cut off his right arm with a sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the opponent's neck, and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to negotiate conditions in front of me!" ”

Mu Wenxuan's face turned pale, he felt the sharpness of his neck, and still spoke: "Feng Yuan, your sect third elder Feng Yuan is also a demon cultivator, and he has poisoned you!" ”

"That's the secret?"

Zhang Yun looked at him.

Mu Wenxuan was not surprised at all when he saw him, and his face was full of astonishment: "You... Aren't you surprised? ”

"Something you already know, but it's a secret?"

Zhang Yun chuckled.

When he found out that Feng Yuan was a demon cultivator, he had already guessed his poison, and there was a high probability that it was related to the other party.

"You know?"

Mu Wenxuan was stunned.

Zhang Yun didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and the tip of his sword was pointing down.

"Wait! Don't you want to know his motives!? ”

Blood oozing from his neck made Mu Wenxuan's face change greatly, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Motivation?

He did think about it, but he couldn't think of a reason.

After all, Feng Yuan has no grudge against him, even if he is a demon cultivator, Feng Yuan wants to do something to people, and he should not poison him alone. He didn't understand the other party's motives.

But Feng Yuan was dead, and he didn't bother to think about it.

Seeing Mu Wenxuan say it now, he was a little curious.

"Ben Shao doesn't want to die!"

Mu Wenxuan hurriedly spoke: "As long as you let Ben Shao live, Ben Shao can tell you everything he knows!" ”

Zhang Yun didn't answer, just looked at him lightly.

This gaze made Mu Wenxuan a little hairy, especially the tip of the sword against his neck, the cold sharpness that had pierced in, making him feel as if he had felt the breath of death.

"Sacrifice!"

hurriedly shouted: "Feng Yuan poisoned you because he wanted to use you as a sacrifice!" ”

"Sacrifices?"

Zhang Yun was stunned and puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

"I can't dictate this......"

Mu Wenxuan said, pointing to his own mouth.

Zhang Yun understood and directly took out the paper and pen.

He doesn't seem to have said he wants to use pen and paper, is this guy so good at comprehension?

Mu Wenxuan was stunned.

"Why are you stunned, write!"

The tip of Zhang Yun's sword touched the other party's neck, and the blood stain suddenly increased.

Mu Wenxuan's body trembled, and he hurriedly picked up the pen and quickly wrote down the content.

Not two minutes later.

"Wind Demon Venerable?"

Zhang Yun looked at what the other party had written, and a name instantly attracted his attention.

At that time, when he was on Nanbao Island, the Sect Master of the Spirit Immortal Sect mentioned to him the three major demons of the Southern Regions. This Wind Demon Venerable is one of them, ranking above the Shadow Demon Venerable, and it is also the demon cultivator of the Southern Seal Demon Sect.

What surprised him.

This Wind Demon Venerable turned out to be the master of the Wind Source!

Wind Source's motivation for him was due to his potential reaching level seven, which could be used as a sacrifice to the Magic Codex.

Inside the Nanfeng Demon Sect, there is a magic book made of demon flesh and blood, which records the holy law of the demon race. The Demon Clan's Holy Law is a treasure for Demon Cultivators.

I just want to open this magic book, and I need a sacrifice.

A batch of sacrifices with sufficient growth potential is needed.

And Feng Yuan attacked him because of his potential, which was enough as a suitable sacrifice!

……