403 came aggressively and walked away in dismay

Blood sprinkled from the sky like rain, and a broken arm rolled down to the ground. The disciples of the Purple Flame Gate below retreated in panic, and the broken arms fell on a vacant lot where the crowd withdrew, instantly dyeing the snow below red.

"Ah!!!"

A sad scream slowed for half a second before it suddenly sounded. It seemed that the injured man reacted. Sun Yutu in the air retreated desperately with his elbow-broken right arm, but as soon as he exited the moonlight-covered area, he seemed unable to be able to control Zhenyuan to make himself float in the air and struggled to fall from the air.

After all, Sun Yutu is a strong man in the divine period. The strength of the soul is more than Lin Feng. Although the power of the blue moon forbidden magic is amazing, and it is the best time to use it unexpectedly, it only makes Sun Yutu lose his mind for a moment. With a strong instinctive reaction speed, he is still At the last moment, he avoided the fatal blow of the Red Soul Flying Sword, but also paid the price of half an arm.

However, although he dodged this fatal blow, it did not mean that Sun Yutu was safe, because when he fell, the red soul flying sword that cut off his right arm had turned around and chased after him relentlessly!

If it is just the pain of breaking the arm, Sun Yu can definitely resist it. Unfortunately, the pain he suffered at this time is not only this, but also the soul damage caused by the special effect of the Red Soul Flying Sword! At this time, his feeling was not only that his arm was cut off, but also as if his soul had been directly cut off by a sword. Only he knew the painful feeling. In the eyes of outsiders, he may wonder how a monk could bear so weakly, 'just' that his arm was so completely confused.

Under the influence of soul pain, Sun Yutu had no chance to react to the pursuit of the Red Soul Flying Sword. While he screamed and drew an arc and fell to the ground, the Red Soul Flying Sword came to his head and was about to pierce his throat...

"E elder Sun!!"

"Lin Feng!!"

Two shouts sounded at the same time. The former was from all the shocked disciples of the Purple Flame Gate, while the latter was issued by Bai Honglin in the Xuanbing Palace camp.

"Ah!!" At the same time, Sun Yutu finally broke away from the pain of his soul. He half lay on the snow. The first glance after his eyes regained focus, he saw a red and silver sword hanging in front of his throat. His pupils shrank violently, and his whole body suddenly stiffened and he dared not move again, because he clearly understood that. The flying sword in front of you needs to run through your throat, and you only need any idea of its owner...

“......”

The picture was almost frozen, and the scene fell into a dead silence in an instant. When the people of Ziyanmen saw their parents' lives hanging on the line, they all dared not come out, and almost all the people in the Xuanbing Palace fell into sluggishness. Even the elders with profound cultivation looked incredible.

From Lin Feng's rush out to the end of the battle, even less than a minute before and after the battle, everything happened so fast that some of them were slow and did not even fully recover.

Lin Feng slowly descended from the air, and the Red Soul Flying Sword never left Sun Yutu's throat. He turned his head slightly and looked at Bai Honglin and shook his head slightly in the opposite direction. Then he turned his head and looked coldly at Sun Yutu opposite him. His mind moved, and the Red Soul Flying Sword trembled gently and flew back to his side in an instant.

At the moment when the red soul flying sword trembled, Sun Yutu's heart trembled suddenly, and even a trace of despair appeared in his eyes, but then he found that the imaginary death did not come. The flying sword in front of his throat flew away directly, and the cold sweat on his forehead slipped down, and his heart With infinite happiness, he suddenly relaxed, and even felt a sense of weakness, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

At the same time, he heard Lin Feng opposite him say coldly, "If I want to kill you, you are dead... Get out!!"

"..." Sun Yutu's face turned pale, and he felt that he had been greatly insulted and couldn't wait to fight with the other party again, but the fear in his heart could not be suppressed. Under the anger and eager attack, it spewed out a mouthful of blood with a 'bang', and the injury worsened, and suddenly withered down.

"E elder Sun!!" A few disciples of Ziyanmen rushed up in a hurry and hurriedly helped Sun Yantu up.

"Cough! Cough!!" Sun Yutu coughed blood and finally squeezed out a word from his teeth, "Go!!"

......

A group of Purple Flame Gate monks also fled and left, coming and going quickly, but when they came, they were fierce, but when they went, they were gloated.

Originally, after Sun Yutu learned that the monk surnamed Nachi was injured by an unknown monk who went to Xuanbing Palace, he immediately thought that he could take the opportunity to find trouble for Xuanbing Palace. The 'prisoner' left Xuanbing Palace. He even brought a group of people before he could meet with the suzerain and other elders. Of course, he did not want to rely on one His own strength invaded the Xuanbing Palace, but he just wanted to take a front battle first. After standing up, he might be able to take action directly when a large number of people from the Purple Flame Gate came.

But he never thought that the unknown Yuanying monk who did not dare to show up at all in his plan stood up directly. He not only stood up, but also was more unreasonable than himself. He did it directly when he came up. What was even more unexpected was that he could do it under three or two moves. Lost! He was defeated extremely completely. If the other party hadn't kept his hand, he would have died...

"Heavenly-level spell... must be heaven-level spell!!" Helped by a group of disciples to escape, Sun Yutu looked back reluctantly. At this time, he had completely calmed down and speculated that the two moves used by the other party in the battle just now were definitely heavenly spells, which shocked him.

"Who is it... Is it the core disciple of which major sect? Damn it!! There is such a helper in Xuanbing Palace! They must be notified immediately..."

......

Not to mention what Sun Yutu thought when he fled in a hurry, and looking at the Xuanbing Palace, it was actually shocking. His eyes looking at Lin Feng were full of amazement, envy and even awe.

"Heavenly level magic!" Some elders have begun to communicate in a low voice. They look at each other and see shocks and surprises from each other's eyes. They all think of the help brought by Lin Feng's appearance to the crisis of the current sect, but they still don't know the specific situation of Lin Feng, so they all turned their eyes to Bai Honglin.

In fact, Bai Honglin was not less shocked than others. He saw Lin Feng coming towards himself after taking off his sword. After thinking calmly for two seconds, he said to Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, come with me. Let's go back and talk."

He used a color for several other elders, motioned them to arrange the rest of the disciples first, and then took Lin Feng back to the sect.

The two quickly came to a quiet room. Bai Honglin waved back to serve the disciples serving tea. There were only him and Lin Feng in the room. Before he could speak, Lin Feng first said, "Elder Bai, I was a little impulsive just now. I'm sorry..."