said that he put on a posture to compete with Yang Wu.

"Zhuo Yifan, I don't want to fight you, so we will only lose both, and He Qingfeng will pick up a big bargain. Yang Wu said.

"You killed my parents, killed my uncle and aunt, and killed my master and brother, the blood is deep, can you not revenge?" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Some things are hard to say, but I don't want to be your enemy. Our biggest enemy is He Qingfeng!"

Seeing Yang Yang Wu talking about himself repeatedly, He Qingfeng stepped forward and said with a disdainful expression: "Joke, do you think Zhuo Yifan is a three-year-old child?

"Indeed, my rhetoric is not as good as yours, and you have always been able to coax them around, while I am at a loss for words. Yang Wu said.

"Okay, stop talking that useless nonsense!Yifan, you get out of the way, let me teach him a lesson, and help you avenge by the way!" He Qingfeng said.

"Brother Qingfeng, I'll teach him a lesson with you!" Zhuo Yifan said.

"Not yet, our Bashan faction will first learn the martial arts of the Shushan faction, after all, we are the same qi and branches, and when we need you, we will call you. Step aside. ”

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan glared at Yang Wuwu angrily and stepped aside. Then, with the people of Bodhi Temple, the body of the idiot was transported aside.

For a while, the whole scene cheered continuously, cheering for He Qingfeng.

And Yang Yang Wu was lonely, looking very lonely, he looked at those black oppressions, his face was full of disdain, and he didn't take it to heart.

However, although He Qingfeng said this, it was thunder and no rain, and he did not rush up to fight Yang Wu, but carefully observed.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, especially Zhuo Yifan, since He Qingfeng didn't let himself besiege with him, it was obviously for him, after all, Situ Yu'er was in the hands of Yang Wu. But at this time, He Qingfeng himself did not attack, what was he thinking?

And Yang Yang Wu didn't attack, he also stared at He Qingfeng, and the two seemed to be competing with each other.

After a while, Yang Yang swished and disappeared.

His light skills were so high that the crowd disappeared without seeing his trace.

A big living person disappeared from under their noses, and everyone immediately exclaimed, all of them timidly looked around, especially paying attention to their surroundings, they were very afraid that Yang Yang Wu didn't know when, and he would definitely die on the spot if he slapped him!

He Qingfeng asked everyone not to panic, the four of them formed a circle, and watched for Yang Wu's possible attacks from the east, west, north, south, and north directions, and everyone was in danger for a while.

Suddenly, a terrible laugh rang out, as if coming from underground.

Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't stop trembling, as if they were haunted by demons.

"Yang Yang Wu, pretending to be a ghost, what kind of hero! Get out of here!" He Qingfeng angrily pushed out his internal force towards the sky, and the sound of bang bang did not stop.

However, no one responded to him even though he roared vigorously, let alone the slightest figure of Yang Wu.

He flew around the disciples of the Bashan faction, one was to strengthen the courage of the disciples of the Bashan faction and not to mess with himself, and the other was to see if there were any clues of Yang Wu and pull him out of the shadows.

It's just that he ran around all around, and still didn't get anything, but instead made him tired and out of breath.

Just as he was distracted, large rocks flew at him. The rocks were so fast that they whistled very loudly.

He Qingfeng hurriedly launched a burst of internal force to meet the big stone, and it exploded as soon as it came into contact.

Bashan sent everyone to quickly avoid the rubble to avoid being smashed.

Woohoohoo......

The terrible voice sounded again, and the disciples of the Bashan Sect were so frightened that the sound was unbearable, like a sharp blade about to plunge into themselves.

He Qingfeng once again asked everyone to calm down, don't mess with yourself, otherwise you will fall for Yang Wu's tricks.

After everyone fell silent, the surrounding sounds also disappeared, and there was a dead silence around them.

An eerie atmosphere began to emerge, and everyone could only hear their own heartbeats.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and a gust of yin wind blew in the face, and Shushan, which was shrouded in auspicious light, suddenly seemed as hellish and gloomy.

The terrifying atmosphere went straight to everyone's hearts, making them dare not take it lightly, feeling that if they relaxed their vigilance a little, the evil hand would take their lives.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the Bashan faction stared at the sound of abnormal movement in one place, and then moved to other places, which can be described as uniform.

This kind of purgatory-like torment makes people uncomfortable, not to mention the disciples of the Bashan faction, even He Qingfeng can hardly bear it.

"Yang Yang Wu, you get out of here! Don't pretend to be a ghost, it's too embarrassing!" He Qingfeng shouted.

However, all that responded to him was an air of terror.

After waiting for a while, there was still no danger, and everyone's tense mood began to relax slightly.

Slowly, there was a slight noise in the crowd, and the exchange of heads and ears began to appear. In this way, everyone eased up.

Suddenly, a human-headed skeleton, shining with ghostly light, kept flying towards the crowd, and when it touched the crowd, it emitted a stream of gas with a peculiar smell.

The people who smelled those gases suddenly danced wildly as if they had lost their minds.

"It's not good, the gas is poisonous, quickly cover your nose and mouth!" He Qingfeng ordered everyone.

In an instant, everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses and stopped making noise.

"Yang Yanwu, you are so despicable, you actually use such indiscriminate methods!" He Qingfeng scolded.

Everyone looked around in horror, feeling that Yang Yang Wu would appear in front of them, and then twisted his neck with a pinch.

The skulls kept flying, and people in the crowd kept falling to the ground.

He Qingfeng had no choice but to use his profound internal strength to resist those attacking skulls.

This went on for a while before it came to an abrupt end.

He Qingfeng was already a little out of breath at this time, and he resisted for a while, wasting a lot of his internal strength.

He Qingfeng suddenly realized at this time that this might be what Yang Yang Wu wanted to achieve, so that he was exhausted, and he didn't have so much energy when he fought a decisive battle.

Just as he hesitated, he suddenly saw two figures come out, but they were too far away for them to see clearly.

Slowly, they saw an old man and a woman, one in front of the other.

As the distance shortened, Zhuo Yifan suddenly pulled out half of the blood-drinking sword, and the shiny sword body was very dazzling in the sun. Because he saw that it was Yang Yang Wu who was approaching, the key was that he was still holding Situ Yu'er.

He Qingfeng also became nervous, and he immediately ordered all the disciples to scatter and surround Yang Wu from all directions.

Yang Yang Wu and Situ Yu'er soon came to everyone, his face full of smiles, and he looked evil and hideous.