Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

They could only slow down and use the Feihua Sword, light and elegant like the wind, chasing closely.

Helian Feng was extremely fast and cunning. When he saw the forest, he did not step on the treetops and rushed in, but went straight in.

Do not enter the forest, this is the basic rule of the martial arts world, and the forest means uncertainty and risk.

The people of Feixue Sword Sect went in without hesitation, ignoring Helian Feng's tricks and calculations.

After Zhou Yu's stimulation, they were excited and didn't care about their own safety. They all had the heart to fight to the death. Even if they sacrificed their own lives, they had to kill Helian Feng today!

More importantly, Zhou Yu was chasing in the front.

They were even more courageous and wanted to get ahead, but Zhou Yu showed a superb light skill.

She decided to show it bit by bit, and couldn't suppress her own cultivation all the time, otherwise it would be easy to be exposed.

As long as you show your strength step by step, people will easily accept it. After all, there are too many examples of martial arts improvement after encountering a miracle, which is not surprising.

Zhou Yu followed closely, and Helian Feng's movements became faster and faster, and everyone was chasing behind with blood boiling.

Only He Yizhou was trembling with fear, feeling that it was getting more and more dangerous, as if he was running on the edge of a cliff, getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, and was about to rush down.

He wanted to greet Zhou Yu, but he knew it was useless. Now everyone's momentum was aroused and he couldn't shake it.

If he stopped, he would be hated by everyone.

He could only follow in fear, ready to escape at any time, and keep his useful body for revenge.

"Haha..." Suddenly a loud laugh sounded in front, and Helian Feng laughed: "Little guys, you've been fooled!"

Everyone had already rushed out of the woods and came to the top of another mountain.

He was standing on a huge rock on the top of the mountain, looking down at everyone, laughing triumphantly: "Come on! Come on!"

His yellow eyebrows and beard trembled together, his eyes burst with golden light, and he laughed triumphantly: "It's worth it for me to drag you little guys to die together!"

Everyone's heart trembled.

They saw that Helian Feng was ready to fight to the death, and he might use the tactic of destroying both sides.

At this time, whoever goes up will die.

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes.

Zhou Yang sneered: "Old thief, who are you trying to scare? I'll die if I want to. Look at the sword!"

He thrust his sword straight, his tall and strong body was graceful and light, and his speed was extremely fast.

Zhou Yu also thrust his sword forward, and walked side by side with him. It seemed that he was using the Feihua Divine Sword, but in fact it contained a sword formation.

The two swords were light and they instantly crossed a distance of ten feet and came to Helian Feng, turning into plum blossoms, which was very beautiful.

"Kill!" Seeing this, everyone's blood boiled again, and they rushed up without hesitation.

It was like goose feathers and heavy snow falling down, fast and dense, completely covering Helian Feng.

"Looking for death!" Helian Feng shouted.

Everyone's ears were like thunder, and their bodies couldn't help but stagnate.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang were not affected, their swords continued to move, but accelerated suddenly.

Helian Feng's shout was to stimulate the Qi, and he wanted to suppress everyone through cultivation, so as to create an opportunity for himself to escape.

He was now empty of his body, and this shout took up most of his strength, and he needed to slow down after shouting.

But Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang took the opportunity to speed up, and the two swords pierced into his chest.

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly.

They didn't expect Helian Feng to be stabbed so easily.

He Yizhou felt that something was wrong and there might be a trick. Just as he was about to remind him, everyone's swords had followed closely and pierced into Helian Feng's body.

"Uh..." Blood quickly gushed out of the corners of Helian Feng's mouth. He wanted to speak, but was blocked by the blood, and could only make an unwilling sound.

His eyes widened and stared at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu looked at him indifferently, without avoiding his eyes.

"You..." Helian Feng felt something was wrong.

The little girl in front of him was too fierce, far better than other Feixue Sword Sect disciples. Although she also used the Feihua Divine Sword, she always felt different.

It seemed that her swordsmanship had jumped to another level. Not to mention that he was seriously injured, even if he was not injured, he would not be able to dodge this sword.

Feixue Sword Sect sent out such a disciple, it was really...

He stared at Zhou Yu unwillingly, and the golden light in his eyes quickly dimmed and finally extinguished completely.

Everyone's long swords were still stabbed in him, staring at him nervously, guarding against his killing moves, but until the end, he was completely silent and still had no killing moves.

"Dead?"

Zhou Yang drew his sword and stepped forward, touched the tip of Helian Feng's nose, and then probed his neck, and nodded to everyone with certainty: "He is no longer breathing, his heart is not beating, he is dead!"

"Hu——!" Everyone let out a long breath and completely relaxed. They finally killed this old thief.

They relaxed after being nervous, and then they were ecstatic.

They all drew their swords and shook the blood on the swords proudly.

The feeling of killing Helian Feng with their own hands made them feel uncontrollable pride and excitement, and they wanted to roar to the sky.

He Yizhou let out a long breath, sweating all over: "Thank God."

He had been tense, worried that Helian Feng would use a trick to kill both of them.

He didn't know how many of his fellow disciples would suffer.

Even if he could escape, he would still feel guilty, blaming himself for not having enough prestige to make everyone listen to him and not being able to avoid casualties.

Seeing Helian Feng die in an instant without that kind of vicious trick, a huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Zhou Yu said: "When he was besieged by the elders, he had already used the secret technique, but now he has no strength to use it again."

He Yizhou suddenly realized: "That's it!"

Even so, it is extremely risky.

Who can tell whether he can use the secret technique again, so this move is still too reckless and impulsive, and may easily lead to death.

Zhou Yang laughed loudly: "It's so happy! It's so happy!"

He shook his head: "What a pity, there is no wine! At this time, you should drink three big bowls to be truly happy!"

"happy!"

"What a pleasure!"

Everyone laughed.

All of them risked their lives, worked hard and destroyed He Lianfeng with unstoppable courage.

Their hearts surge with heroism and generosity.

"Junior Sister Tianxiang, you are a woman and not inferior to men, I admire you!"

"I admire you!"

"As expected of Junior Sister Tianxiang!"

…

Everyone looked at Zhou Yu with admiring looks and admiring eyes.

Zhou Yu smiled: "I'm actually very scared, too. I'm also afraid of death."

"Who among you is not afraid of death? I am too."

"My calves are almost cramped."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone stood on the top of the mountain and laughed loudly, feeling extremely happy.

After a while, everyone came to the stiff He Lianfeng again and looked at his body.

He was a great master. Even though he was dead, his body was very difficult to decay. It just looked like he had no breath at all and his face was blue.

"How to deal with this guy?"

"Take it back."

"Who will take it?"

Everyone immediately looked at each other.

They hated He Lianfeng so much that they really didn't want to take his body with them, but they couldn't leave him here.

It is still necessary to take it back to the faction and study it carefully.

It depends on what kind of miraculous skills he performs and what secrets he has, especially since he has no sect and no sect, but his cultivation is so advanced, he must have encountered something unexpected.

What kind of adventure is it?

These are great attractions, and his body needs to be brought back and studied carefully, not left here.

"I'll do it." He Yizhou said solemnly.

Everyone looked over.

Pang Junqing said: "Junior Brother He..."

He Yizhou shook his head: "He is dead after all, I will just carry him with him, just like carrying a piece of wood."

He waved his hand and without waiting for anyone to speak, he already mentioned He Lianfeng.

Suddenly something slipped from He Lianfeng's body.

"Ding..." But a black iron sign fell on the stone, making a crisp sound.

"Eh?!" Everyone looked at the black iron plate curiously.

It is faintly a small sword, the whole body is as black as ink, without luster, but you can tell by the sound that it is gold and iron.

"What is this?" someone asked curiously.

Zhou Yu frowned.

Zhou Yang's expression also changed slightly.

Both of them recognized the black iron plate.

He Yizhou noticed Zhou Yu's expression was different and asked with a smile: "What is this, Junior Sister Tianxiang?"

Zhou Yu looked at everyone.

Everyone shook their heads and said they had never seen it before.

Zhou Yudao: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the token of Divine Sword Peak, held by the disciples of Divine Sword Peak."

"Divine Sword Peak?!" Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"Why does he have the Shenjian Peak disciple token?" He Yizhou frowned and said, "He can't be a Shenjian Peak disciple, right?"

He spoke and smiled.

If He Lianfeng was a disciple of Divine Sword Peak, it would be a big joke.

Pang Junqing raised his sword eyebrows: "Has he ever killed a disciple of Divine Sword Peak? He is so courageous!"

Divine Sword Peak acts extremely ruthlessly.

Anyone who kills the disciples of Divine Sword Peak will have their entire family destroyed.

This is a rule that Shenjian Peak adheres to without violation. So far, this rule has not been broken, and no one has been spared.

Someone nodded: "He is indeed brave enough, isn't he afraid of destroying his family?"

Zhou Yang said: "It doesn't matter that He Lianfeng is alone. He is so powerful. Could it be that he has obtained some kind of treasure or secret book from the disciples of Divine Sword Peak?"

"Well, it's very possible!" Everyone agreed with this view.

Someone said: "Search him to see if there is any treasure. If there is a treasure, he must bring it with him!"

He Yizhou hurriedly said: "Wait!"

Everyone was puzzled.

He Yizhou said: "It's better to let the elders search after we go back. We don't know anything. What if he has something vicious on him?"

Pang Junqing nodded slowly: "That's true."

"Then go back quickly." Everyone urged hurriedly, wishing that they could grow wings and fly directly back to the sect to announce the good news and meet the admiring eyes of everyone.

Zhou Yu suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

Zhou Yang also turned his head.

When everyone saw this, they turned their heads curiously and saw a young man standing on the treetop staring coldly.

His eyes stayed on He Lianfeng, who had a blond beard and eyebrows. His body remained motionless, as if frozen in place.

He Yizhou stood in front of He Lianfeng's body, cupped his fists and said, "I wonder who you are?"

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang looked at the young man carefully.

Wearing a sapphire blue shirt, he is slender and straight, with long and strong fingers on both hands. You can tell at a glance that they are sword-practicing hands.

He has an ordinary appearance and is not handsome, but his eyes are shining and bright, which is far from ordinary people.

He glanced at He Yizhou coldly: "You have a sign in your hand and you don't recognize me?"

"Disciple of Divine Sword Peak?" He Yizhou frowned.

"Divine Sword Fengguan Yiming."

"Then this He Lianfeng...?" He Yizhou was surprised.

Guan Yiming said: "A disciple from the outer peak of Divine Sword Peak."