Stars

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Huangfu Yang fell to the ground, spurting out a big mouthful of blood.

Xianyuan Lingjian also felt uncomfortable here, and was also pushed back out, making a 'buzzing' sound.

"Grandpa! How are you? Are you okay!" Huangfu Jie shouted hastily.

"It's okay! You all disperse, this Immortal Spirit Sword is very powerful, don't be hurt by him." Huangfu Yang said.

Just as he was speaking, the Xianyuan Lingjian shot down suddenly, the speed was as fast as electricity, as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it hit Huangfuyang's chest.

"Dang!" Huangfu Yang blocked it with his long sword, but the blow from the Xianyuan Lingjian was too powerful and domineering, and he underestimated it too much.Cracks appeared in the long sword in his hand, and his internal organs were about to be shattered.

"Pfft!" Huangfu Yang spat out another big mouthful of blood, this time his vitality was seriously injured.

Seeing that his great-grandfather was seriously injured, Huangfujie said anxiously: "Everyone help together and lock him up."

Everyone stood there motionless, with an expression of nothing to do with themselves.

"You guys! Come and help!" Huangfujie felt unhappy.

You are not fools, just now Chu Zheng was killed by a sword through his heart, they don't want to mess with this killing god again, because they don't want to die young yet.

"You guys! Why are you all still standing there? Come and help!" Huangfujie was anxious.

Huangfu Yang was no match for Xianyuan Lingjian at all, let alone he was seriously injured before, although after ten days of breath adjustment, the injury was almost healed, but it was still not completely healed.At this moment, suffering such a heavy attack again, it can be said that the injury is added to the injury; if the battle continues, life will not be long!

"You..." Huangfujie looked at the people who were still indifferent and refused to move half a step, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"Hehe...you are not your great-grandfather, no one will listen to you here." Feng Yun sneered.

"You!..." Huangfu Jie said angrily.

Feng Yun said: "Fuck you, everyone is not a fool, can we lock this thing? We don't want to be the second Chu Zheng."

Huangfujie glanced at everyone, and said angrily: "You! Do you all think so in your heart?"

After waiting for a while, Feng Yun said: "Look, everyone has already acquiesced. In fact, you should be very clear in your heart. If it were you, I think you would do the same, wouldn't you?"

"Hmph!" Huangfu Jie snorted angrily, and said, "If you don't help, I will save my great-grandfather myself."

Feng Yun sneered and said, "Please do what you want!"

Huangfujie charged forward and chopped down with a single sword.But as soon as he got close to the Xianyuan Lingjian, he was sent flying out.There is no other reason, but because his strength is too weak, and the strength of Xianyuan Lingjian is too strong.

"Amitabha!" The old monk suddenly passed through the blocking wall of the Xianyuan Lingjian and entered the inner courtyard.

"Uncle Grand Master!" Hui Wu said.

"Master! Hurry up and save my great-grandfather." Huangfujie, who was vomiting blood, hurriedly said.

"Amitabha! Good! Good!" The old monk suddenly clasped his hands together, and suddenly, a burst of golden light shot out, knocking back the immortal spirit sword that had killed Xiang Huangfuyang.

Everyone looked at the old monk in surprise. What surprised him was that the old monk's strength was able to knock back such a powerful Xianyuan Lingjian.

The Xianyuan Lingjian seemed to be a little afraid of the Buddha's light, and stopped in the air, watching the old monk cautiously, not daring to move rashly.

"Amitabha! God has the virtue of being good at life, so you have to forgive others and forgive them! Can you let them go?" said the old monk.

The Xianyuan Lingjian seemed to be psychic, and made a killing motion in the air, as if to warn the old monk not to meddle in his own business.

"Amitabha! It's not easy for you to practice so far, why do you want to kill?" the old monk said.

"Hoo!" The Xianyuanlingjian suddenly charged at the old monk at a very high speed.

The old monk waved his palm, and with a sound of "铛!", he pushed back the Xianyuan Lingjian. He also retreated several times, and blood flowed from his hand.

"This old monk is really powerful! He can block a blow from the Xianyuan Lingjian with his bare hands." War Soul suddenly sighed.

"Brother Zhanhun, it seems our time has come." Feng Yun said.

War Soul said: "Hehe...boy, that's right. The time is coming, as long as the old monk injures the immortal spirit, we will be able to suck him in."

"Master, they teamed up to take it down." Huangfu Yang said.

"Amitabha!" The old monk suddenly slapped out another palm, and saw a huge golden palm, slapping the Xianyuan Lingjian very quickly.

Xian Yuanling is not a character who admits defeat either, he thrusts his sword into the huge golden hand.

The penetrating power and strength of the Xianyuan Lingjian are indeed strong, but this time he hit a wall; he was slapped on the ground by the old monk.

A strange cry came out, obviously the Xianyuan Lingjian was screaming after being severely injured.

"The good opportunity is now." Feng Yun hurriedly used the 'Yuan Yuan Jue' and at the same time the seven stars reversed, the acupoints that the sword qi in Wan Jian Gui Zong rushed through were released immediately, and with a wave of his finger, a huge suction force instantly, It sucked the immortal spirit.

At this time, the battle spirit exerted his strength, and in an instant, he inhaled the unprepared Xianyuanling into his body.

Everyone was shocked, and then turned to look at Feng Yun, with anger on their faces, and even more murderous intent.

The one with the ugliest face is Huangfu Yang. He almost risked his life, but now he is taking advantage of others. Can he feel better?If he didn't rush up to kill Feng Yunxia, ​​he could bear it.

Huangfujie roared angrily: "Cun Tu, what do you mean at this time? Didn't do anything, just want to get the immortal spirit?"

Feng Yun smiled and said: "You can't say that? What do you mean I didn't do anything, didn't I subdue him? I don't want him to kill us again, and I'm doing this for your own good. Do you know?"

"Stop quibbling here, and quickly hand over the immortal spirit." Huangfujie said.

"Yes! Hand it over!" Du Qing followed suit.

"Pfft!" Suddenly, Feng Yun spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face turned pale as paper.

The others were slightly taken aback, but then they thought of it, and their faces suddenly changed.

It's all in my stomach, you still want to go out, please be quiet.

Feng Yun immediately sacrificed a golden bell cover in his body, covering the immortal spirit inside.

Feng Yun took a deep breath, and said: "Everyone has also seen that I am using my own life to protect yours. If I release him, are you sure you can subdue him?"

"Hmph!" Huangfu Jie said angrily: "You are just trying to argue for your monopoly. If you don't call out, we will kill you first and then take it ourselves."