Gu Ye rushed towards the southwest, and the closer he got to the southwest, the stronger his feeling became, there seemed to be something that needed him.

At this time, in the southwest direction, a wave of yuan force struck, rolling up all the surrounding leaves.

I saw that under the dense canopy, the two chased one after the other.

The one in front was wearing this long shirt, with mottled blood stains sticking to it, clenching his teeth tightly, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, as if he had been chased and killed.

As for the person in the back, dressed in purple and holding a square halberd, he ran backwards and forwards with one hand with a hideous face, chasing the person in front.

The purple-clothed young man held the square painting halberd in his hand, stepped on it violently, and scolded angrily: "Yan Mufan, leave the things, I will keep your whole corpse." ”

At this time, the person who was fleeing in front of him in embarrassment wasn't Gu Ye's old friend Yan Mufan in Qincheng, why was he chased by the purple-clothed youth, what happened.

Yan Mufan gritted his teeth, his leg was a little faster, and his face was slightly pale, but he still rushed forward like a fly.

The purple-clothed young man smiled hideously, and then exerted force under his feet, and when he surpassed Yan Mufan, he slapped out with one palm, and the latter suddenly flew out upside down, spitting out a foot-long blood line in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Yan Mufan clutched his chest, coughed violently, his eyes glared at the purple-clothed young man, and said, "Mu Zhichuan, if you want to grab the sword, go dream! Even if you die, I won't hand him over to you." ”

Mu Zhichuan smiled evilly, raised the Fang Hua halberd, and walked to Yan Mufan, the Fang Hua halberd was against the latter's neck, Mu Zhichuan said angrily: "One last time, hand over the sword and give you a good time." ”

Yan Mufan smiled slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and held the tip of the halberd suddenly, the sharp blade cut his palm, but Yan Mufan smiled indifferently, as if he didn't feel pain.

Seeing Yan Mufan's appearance, Mu Zhichuan was a little afraid, but when he thought that Yan Mufan was just a trapped beast at this time, he suddenly became arrogant, stepped out, and directly kicked the latter to the ground.

"Since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame me, anyway, there is nowhere to hide the sword, but in your ring. Mu Zhichuan fixed his gaze on the blue-purple ring on Yan Mufan's middle finger.

Feeling Mu Zhichuan's aggressive gaze, Yan Mufan gritted his teeth, did he fail like this? Was he taken away so easily? Damn, he was so unwilling!

"I'll send you on your way. Mu Zhichuan raised the square painting halberd, aimed at Yan Mufan, and prepared to stab it.

Yan Mufan was weak at this time, and a sense of weakness spread all over his body, he looked at the square painting halberd in front of him, the silver light reflected by the sun shook his eyes, did he die like this?

Mu Zhichuan's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly dodged it, and Fang Hua's halberd raised his hand to block it.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and I saw a little cold light collide with the Fang Painting Halberd, and then bounced to Yan Mufan's side.

"Who?"

The expected pain did not appear, Yan Mufan suddenly heard Mu Zhichuan's voice, and immediately when he opened his eyes, he saw the cyan long sword in front of him, and the seven grooves on it were particularly eye-catching. Who saved him?

Mu Zhichuan was also aware of the cyan long sword, and immediately watched the surroundings vigilantly, and the halberd in his hand was firmly grasped, ready to attack at any time.

Listening to the sound of air flowing, Mu Zhichuan was directly slapped in the back before he could react, took a few steps back, and the qi and blood in his body rolled.

In front of Yan Mufan, a young man in a white robe appeared, a pair of slanted sword eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, staring at Mu Zhichuan firmly at this time.

Yan Mufan looked at this somewhat familiar back, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Brother Yan, long time no see. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Yan Mufan stammered suddenly, "You... You are... Gu Ye. ”

The white-robed young man turned around, it was Gu Ye who arrived in time, he walked over, pulled out the Emperor Qing Sword inserted in the soil, pulled Yan Mufan up, and then said with a smile: "Brother Yan, it's the first time I've seen you so embarrassed!"

"Why are you, it's not good, Gu Ye, you don't have time now, get out of here quickly, he's not something you can deal with." Yan Mufan quickly woke up from the joy of meeting old friends, and when he saw Mu Zhichuan walking towards them, he hurriedly said.

Mu Zhichuan's strength is not something Gu Ye can fight against, although he is very grateful to Gu Ye for helping him, he can't harm Gu Ye, after all, this is his business.

"I didn't expect to know, just together, on Huangquan Road, there is also a companion. Mu Zhichuan rubbed his arm that was a little painful, raised the Fang Painting Halberd, and the Yuan Force fluctuations of the Yang Yuan Realm emanated without reservation.

Yan Mufan couldn't care about his injuries, and hurriedly pulled Gu Ye behind him, and said, "Mu Zhichuan, I will hand over the sword and let him go." ”

Hearing this, Mu Zhichuan had to take a good look at Gu Ye, this son could actually make Yan Mufan, who was so decisive just now, change his attention, the relationship between the two Rao must be very close, seeing that Gu Ye was wearing the robe of Lingxiao Academy, he should be a disciple of Lingxiao Academy, although he should have given Lingxiao Academy a face, but he hurt him, so go to hell with Yan Mufan!

"Do you think it's possible? let him go, won't the matter of seizing the sword be exposed, how can I do anything?"

Hearing Mu Zhichuan's answer, although it was already expected, Yan Mufan still gritted his teeth, then turned his head to look at Gu Ye behind him, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I've affected you, if you run away in the opposite direction for a while, I will do my best to buy you time to escape." ”

Hearing Yan Mufan's words, Gu Ye's eyes couldn't help but moisten, he was still like that, this brother was not staggered.

Gu Ye let out a long sigh, sheltered Yan Mufan behind him, turned his head and said, "Brother Yan, why don't you have confidence in me!"

Yan Mufan said eagerly: "It's not that I don't have confidence in you, you can only give your life in vain, he is a cultivator in the early stage of the Yangyuan Realm, you..."

Gu Ye interrupted Mu Fan's words, "Next, leave it all to me! ”

That's right, he is indeed a person who has fought the early stage of cultivation in the Yang Yuan Realm, but at that time, don't forget that his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Dong Yuan Realm, and he didn't learn the burial sword technique and Tai Chi! Now he relies on these two points, even if he can't defeat Mu Zhichuan, he can't be as embarrassed as last time.

"It's a gentleman, but it's a pity, today next year is your death day, cherish the rest of your time. Mu Zhichuan raised the square painting halberd, and a pitch-black yuan force fluctuation covered his body, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Gu Ye completely ignored his words, the fiery red Yuan Force spread all over his body, holding the Emperor Qing Sword in his hand, he was ready for battle, and the Yuan Power was in full swing.