Under the Longyan Tower of Dusk Cangfeng, everyone took their swords out of their sheaths, looking at An Sanping who walked out of the tower, with a solemn expression, and a mountain rain was coming!

An Sanping saw that the hustle and bustle he was holding was also frivolous, and he would have no power to protect himself for the time being, so he smiled bitterly:

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when Dusk Cangfeng risked his life to save you. ”

Huan Ye opened his eyes slightly, looked at the situation in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth with great effort to reveal a smile, and said in a weak and fluttering voice:

"Son, are you sure you're here to save me, not to create an opportunity for them to kill me......? Hehe, I see that you can't protect yourself today. ”

An Sanping looked at the crowd and asked coldly, "Then do you want to go back to the tower?"

Huan also snorted, I don't know whether to laugh or disdain: "Joke." I've been defeated, but I've never been afraid!"

An Sanping nodded, he had a little admiration for this demon venerable in his heart, thinking that whether it was an immortal or a demon, if he wanted to be subdued, he couldn't do it without great courage.

An Sanping asked, "You are a Pangu axe spirit, can you still do your best to attach to the weapon now?"

As he stretched, he stretched out his hand to repeat the old trick, but this time, he asked for a sword!

Outside the barrier, the sound of the sword suddenly sounded in an instant! Everyone only felt that the long sword in their hands was summoned by his spiritual power, and they were about to move, and they were almost about to fly away, so they all held it down, thinking that if someone had taken their weapons before they could fight, they would not have to come out to mix in the future.

An Sanping exerted a little force, only to hear a whistling sound, and an unsheathed gorgeous long sword flew head-on, and was picked up by himself!

He smiled slightly, unsheathed his sword and said, "Please!"

Huan also squinted his eyes, looked up at the soul stone on the top of the tower, looked at An Sanping, and then looked at Fu Honglian who was standing outside the enchantment, and slowly showed a big smile:

"Wonderful, it seems that it is indeed time for me to go back!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the hustle and bustle also turned into a strong light and escaped into the sword body!

An Sanping put the sword into the sheath, felt that this sword was very handy, took a cursory look, and was taken aback: "This is ...... Yangwu Sword! Liuyun's Sword!"

He hurriedly raised his head, and searched for a handsome young man standing at the back, anxiously looking at the cracks, and it was Liuyun who had just come to see the excitement and was taken the sword.

"The hustle and bustle of the Yuan Shen is all returned to the Yang Wu Sword?...... Could it be fate, no matter how much you go around, will you repeat the same result?"

It was An Sanping who got the Yangwu Sword, but he was not happy, and he was very worried: If the ending is the same, wouldn't it be in vain for him?

Now that it has become a difficult trend to ride a tiger, An Sanping naturally will not allow himself to die down, and he is right:

He can't be afraid.

An Sanping carried the long sword on his back, and while he took away the soul stone with one hand, his feet were like meteors, and several figures had already turned into several figures at the same time, heading in different directions!

Everyone was at a loss for a moment, so they had to divide their troops into several ways and attack them!

As a result, the formation in front of him was in chaos, and even Feng Qisi's formation was somewhat disrupted by everyone!

Only Chang Wang, who stood in place and did not move, was amazed in his mouth:

"If he is really my apprentice, I will admit that he is a demon!"

Because the reason why his phantom technique is called phantom technique is because what is transformed is an illusory shadow instead of a real form, even Chang Yue and himself can only conjure up one or two real forms at most, and even so, it is already necessary to expend a lot of his spiritual power in a short-term outbreak!

And the young man in front of him seems to like his illusion technique very much, and he can conjure seven or eight real forms in an instant, so that people can't tell the truth from the fake, and his cultivation makes him breathtaking!

If it weren't for so many people watching, Chang Wang really wanted to cheer for An Sanping.

He looked around, everyone showed their strengths, Feng Qisi, Chang Yue, Du Fengze, and Chu Huansheng all fought seriously with one of the figures, and it didn't seem so important whether he went to join in the fun, so he slowly took a sip of wine, sat at the door of Longyan Tower, and slowly enjoyed this scene that had not been encountered in a hundred years.

An Sanping already knew that he was carrying a thousand-year-old cultivation: his own point was naturally insignificant, Xiao Xinghuai and the Ming and Qing Daoists were cultivated, and the demon gods had given him some after the Nine Shadows Great Array, and there were ...... The hundreds of years of Changyue have all been cultivated to ......

Therefore, he can use the illusion technique unscrupulously, break it into pieces, scatter the power of everyone, and break them one by one!

Feng Qisi was also very shocked when he saw this, since his senior brother Lishan Daoren ascended, it has been less than a month since he took over this burden, and he has encountered such a big thing, and the opponent is not inferior to the Demon Venerable back then!

He ordered his disciples to re-set up the Demon Suppression Array, and when the opportunity came, he joined An Sanping together and locked the hustle and bustle back into the Longyan Tower to make up for his failure to defend the mountain.

Unexpectedly, not long after this large array was set up, it was slackened and scattered by the four halls and thirteen factions who were supposed to come to help, because of the pursuit of the phantom, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, extremely unstable.

At this time, Feng Qisi understood one thing: "This young man is extraordinary, not only is he cultivated, but he also has a lot of final calculations in his heart! It's a pity that his heart is not right!"

He was fighting with one of the figures at this time, and he couldn't tell whether it was the main body in three or two moves, and was thinking about what way to break it, but the cat in his arms ran out, and after a few jumps, stood on the shoulder of a person.

That person is fighting Du Fengze!

Feng Qisi was stunned, and the phantom who fought with him had disappeared, and it was very likely that he was fighting with others.

But he immediately realized: That young man seemed to hate Du Fengze very much from the beginning, so the person who was fighting Du Fengze now must be the real Lin Xiaoping!

Feng Qisi didn't know that Du Fengze's mind at this time was much the same as him: he wanted to lock the two of them in Longyan Tower together; Du Fengze wanted to sanitize An Sanping and the sword on his body together!

The sword aura of Dusk Cangfeng was in the air, shouting and shouting, and no one noticed that An Sanping saw the joy of a cat suddenly jumping on his shoulder.

He saw that the incarnation cultivation he had separated could only have a tie with Feng Qisi and the others, and Du Fengze and Feng Qisi had always used scheming to outperform cultivation, so he was a little anxious, and when he saw the cat at first glance, he exclaimed:

"Lingdou! Take me out!"

The incarnation that was entangled with people disappeared in an instant, and he grinned: "I know you're unhappy, but if I want to retreat without hurting people, there's only one way!"

After that, he kicked Du Fengze's heart, only to hear him scream and fly far away, and he couldn't get up for the time being, so he was about to go up to make up for a sword, only to see that Feng Qisi had already come in the air!

An Sanping exclaimed: "Hurry!"

said that it was too late and that was fast, and the fat cat who had followed Feng Qisi for many years in front of everyone's eyes turned into a behemoth the size of a small mountain, like a divine beast with fur and teeth, majestic!

Immediately, someone shouted in horror: "World-honored Holy Beast!"

An Sanping immediately jumped up and grabbed Lingdou's back hair:

"Gone!"

Everyone saw the holy beast soar down the air, rushing down the mountain like a bolt of lightning, leaving only a billowing cloud of smoke behind the flying sand and rocks!

There is still a prohibition on the twilight cangfeng that cannot be resisted by the sword, yes, even Feng Qisi can only watch their backs roaring away, but he knows that he can't catch up no matter what, so he can only grit his teeth and shout in vain!