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At this time, two more figures, one blue and one white, flew down from the roof opposite the mansion, but they were Ling Feng and Ye Xiuyun.

The three of them entered the mansion together and quietly walked towards the courtyard walls on both sides.

At this time, two saber guards in cyan suits were patrolling on each side of the courtyard wall, but they were silently knocked down by the three of them.

Immediately, the three of them came through the antechamber and came to the courtyard in the middle.

At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded: "Hahaha!"

At the same time, a group of black-clothed people poured out from both sides of the courtyard wall, the front hall, and the main hall, surrounding Ling Feng and the others.

The three of them instantly drew their long swords and stood in a triangle with a wary expression.

At this time, a bald old man in a big red robe walked out from the front of the main hall, stared at Zhou Zhijie, and said with a smile: "True disciple of Yuan Cangfeng, it seems that you caught a big fish this time!"

Zhou Zhijie glanced at this person, and suddenly felt a solemn pressure, this is a kind of telepathy in the dark, as if ordinary people have encountered a tiger. His face suddenly turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This person is handed over to me, junior sister, junior brother, you deal with other people!"

"Good!"

Ye Xiuyun answered, and immediately swung his sword to kill the man in black on the left.

At the same time, Zhou Zhijie's figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with brilliant silver, and he quickly slashed towards the red-robed old man!

Ling Feng vaguely felt that this red-robed old man was not easy to deal with, and wanted to take action in person, but remembering Yuan Cang's instructions, he could only swing his sword and kill the black-clothed minions next to him.

Although they are minions, they are all masters above the samurai level, and they are all elite backbones in those small gangs, and there is also a congenital master.

A total of twenty people rushed over, but Ling Feng was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand suddenly condensed an inch of white Xu Jianmang, swept the sword, and drew a circle in an instant, cutting off thirteen weapons with one sword.

After that, the seven of them swung their swords again, including the innate master.

Ling Feng's figure flashed, and he swung his sword and slashed at that innate master, this sword was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, blood splattered, and a head flew out!

Seeing that the six long swords behind him were approaching, Ling Feng suddenly turned around, and a dazzling silver sword light flashed in the eyes of the six people.

In an instant, the six people were killed by swords, and a narrow blood mark appeared on their necks.

The other people's faces changed suddenly, and they turned and retreated to the right wall.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, and the water vapor in his palms condensed, forming thirteen drops of water droplets, and then flew out in an instant!

Someone swung a knife to resist, but the water droplets instantly pierced through the surface of the knife and shot into the center of the person's eyebrows, killing him. Someone jumped out of the courtyard and thought it was safe, but the droplets of water also flew around the corner and killed them.

The twenty Netherworld elites have all died in just a moment!

Immediately, Ling Feng looked at Ye Xiuyun, at this time she had just finished the battle, the long sword in her hand was still dripping blood, she also had the cultivation of cultivation, and victory was a matter of course. But her face lost the gentleness of her usual days, and her beautiful eyes were full of cold killing intent. He looked at the corpses that fell next to Ye Xiuyun, there were almost no complete corpses, they were all severed limbs, and the corpses were severed, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Ling Feng's heart froze, his senior sister seemed to have a deep enmity with the Netherworld, and there were still some signs of schizophrenia.

Ye Xiuyun didn't seem to notice his abnormality, and frowned: "What else are you looking at, go help Senior Brother Zhou!"

Ling Feng hurriedly looked at Zhou Zhijie. At this time, he was holding a sword and fighting with the red-robed old man on the roof of the main hall.

Zhou Zhijie is not only a congenital true qi cultivator, but also what Yuan Cangfeng is good at is refining the body exercises, which can be described as both internal and external cultivation, and the masters of the ordinary list are not opponents at all!

And the red-robed old man used a red iron rod of about nine feet, the stick and sword struck, sparks splashed everywhere, and the long sword in Zhou Zhijie's hand suddenly appeared a big gap. Although this old man is bald, he is as strong as an ox, with great strength, but the stick method is extremely strong and domineering. Obviously, this old man is by no means an ordinary master, and he is likely to be a half-step martial arts powerhouse.

At this time, the red and white energy caused by the battle between the two continued to spread, impacting the surroundings, the roof was already in shambles, and many tiles were directly shocked into powder by the fierce energy. When others approached, it was easy to be hurt by the agitated energy of the two.

Ling Feng was about to persuade, but Ye Xiuyun had already killed the red-robed old man with his sword.

The red-robed old man seemed to have expected it, forced Zhou Zhijie back with a stick, and suddenly slapped Ye Xiuyun sideways.

The surging crimson scorching heat is like an angry sea, shooting Ye Xiuyun outside the Zhang!

With a pop, Ye Xiuyun spit out a mouthful of blood, her figure quickly retreated, and when she was about to fall to the ground, a white-clothed figure flashed and hugged her into her arms.

Ling Feng's soul thought probed into her body, and she immediately found that her internal organs were exuding boiling heat, as if they were about to be scorched, and the scorching red breath was still absorbing the essence and blood vitality to grow, slowly invading her heart.

"It's not good, you have to force this scorching true qi out, otherwise it will be difficult to heal even if you take the pill!"

But his Canglang True Qi cultivation is only in the middle of the innate stage, and it is too difficult to force out this scorching true qi, so he can only let the cultivation become Zhou Zhijie, who is already at the top of his innateness. Therefore, Ling Feng hurriedly took out a Saint Lotus Pill and gave it to her, and then said, "Senior brother, it's important to save people, I'll deal with him!"

After he finished speaking, he put away the disguised high-grade weapon-level long sword in his hand, and the Sumeru bracelet flashed, and a crystal snow long sword fell into his hand, and then rushed towards the red-robed old man in a flash.

The red-robed old man smiled disdainfully, Ling Feng's mid-congenital level of Canglang True Qi was not taken into his eyes at all, and with a slap of his left hand, he once again shot out a surging wave of red qi, attacking Ling Feng.

The power of Qi and Blood Yuan Essence hidden in Ling Feng's body suddenly erupted, condensing a layer of golden light all over his body, and although the surging crimson scorching true qi was incomparably strong, it was never able to break through his protective qi. Ling Feng's figure was like a meteor breaking through the sky, and he shot quickly towards the red-robed old man who repelled Zhou Zhijie with a stick.

This timing is just right, it is the time when the old monster in the red robe is turning from prosperity to decline!

However, the red-robed old man did not panic at all, his eyes stared at Ling Feng, and suddenly the picture in front of Ling Feng's eyes changed, turning into a sea of fire, a rolling heat wave hit, and death was in front of him.

The illusion of the sea of fire derived from his true meaning of flame can be trapped even by the master of the human list for a moment, and with this moment, he can deal with it calmly!

However, Ling Feng was just thinking, the monstrous waves swept in, the flame illusion was instantly extinguished, and the Han Jiao Sword in Ling Feng's hand stabbed into his chest without any delay!

However, this Fire Sea Illusion Realm finally won him an instant, and at this time, the True Yuan that he had not refined in his dantian was running rapidly, and the aura of the red iron rod in his hand instantly changed from decay to prosperity, and increased dramatically!