Chapter 32 Return to the Elder

"You shouldn't come back! You can't get through this muddy water!" Long Yun took a deep breath and said with some difficulty.

"First take a Bisheng elixir, don't talk!" The familiar voice sounded, and at the same time, a slender jade shadow slowly stood beside him, and his clothes fluttered. Although he could not see clearly, he clearly felt that the jade hand hidden in his sleeves was constantly trembling.

A trace of murder began to spread on her, and Long Yun couldn't help fighting a cold war!

At this time, the fourth brother also came to his senses. Seeing Xu Xuan lying on the ground, his heart suddenly shocked and looked at the woman in white incredulously.

"Girl, why did you do this to my fellow people?" Although the fourth brother was angry, he did not dare to anger the disciple of the Phoenix Pavilion, but he couldn't help questioning.

"I killed him without a reason!" The woman in white said faintly, with no emotion in her voice.

"It's a little too much for a girl!" The fourth brother's eyes flashed.

"Peng--" His voice fell, and a white shadow flashed out. Immediately, his whole body suddenly flew out, spraying three mouthfuls of blood in the air.

The fourth brother was shocked. He didn't expect the woman to be so fierce. If he didn't make peace, he would take action directly, and the strength of the other party far exceeded himself. The hit, not only the speed, but also the palm, gave him a sense of powerlessness.

This feeling can only be felt from the eldest brother and master.

The woman in white slowly walked to the fourth brother and said to him in a voice that only two people could hear: "Any man who wants his life will die!"

Immediately, in the unwilling eyes of the fourth brother, he patted him on the shoulder, swallowed his breath, and erased all his vitality!

"Get out of here quickly! They are not only these people, but you are still injured. If other masters arrive, I'm afraid it will hurt you!" Long Yun took a Bisheng elixir, and his injury was slightly relieved. He immediately said.

The woman in white did not say anything, but walked to Long Yun's side and sat down slowly. Unexpectedly, she began to heal her wounds without answering Long Yun's intention at all.

Long Yun couldn't help shaking his head and smiled bitterly, and a trace of helplessness flashed on his face. Recalling the instability in his mood when he felt her breath, Long Yun sighed again in his heart.

Just as he missed, a scream suddenly came. Xiao Leng's battle had come to an end. That scream was made by Cui Huaigu. His right arm with a sword was still cut down by Xiao Leng.

Xiao Leng didn't give him any chance. The sword danced the silver dragon, and the snowflakes all over the sky. A sword cut Cui Huaigu's throat and ended his life.

"How are you?" Xiao Leng walked to Long Yun and said slightly. At that moment, he also sat down and began to recover his true spirit!

Long Yun reluctantly cooperated with Bishengdan's medicinal power to heal his wounds, and said, "Brother Xiao Leng, I understand your kindness. Leaving now, no one knows that you killed Cui Huaigu!"

"It doesn't matter!" Xiao Leng said faintly, and immediately closed his eyes slightly, which made Long Yun's heart depressed. Why are these two people like this?

In desperation, he also slowly closed his eyes, Xuangong flowed, and the injury recovered quickly under the influence of Bisheng Dan's medicine!

After less than a cup of tea, a sound of broken clothes came from the air. The three of them opened their eyes almost at the same time and looked at the sound of the sound!

A 60-year-old man in a white shirt stepped on the void and flew towards the three people. Before he approached, he had seen the body on the ground and his face became extremely ugly.

"The cluster of the heavenly sword belongs to the elders!" Long Yun instantly judged the identity of the old man, and he was named Cong Gui, an elder under Qiu Di, the elder of Tianjian.

itself is the cultivation of the eighth realm of the eight realms of the day after tomorrow. He is the strongest person in the Tianjian except for Qiu Di. Cui Huaigu and the fourth brother who died next to him are his disciples!

Slowly landed on the ground, and Cong Gui's face was gloomy and terrible. Cui Huaigu and the fourth brother were his proud disciples and his hope, but now they are all lying in front of them and losing all their vitality.

An unprecedented anger arose. Sen Han's eyes glanced over Long Yun and said coldly, "They were killed by the three of you?"

"It's me!" Long Yun opened his mouth first!

Xiao Leng also raised his head and said, "We all have a share!"

"Idiot! Usually, you cherish words like gold, but at this time you talk nonsense!" Long Yun's eyes turned white.

Cong Gui nodded and said, "You are very good, Xiao Leng. As a disciple of the human sword, you actually helped Long Yun kill my disciple of Tianjian. Damn it! And you, no one wants to leave today!"

Cong Gui's eyes glanced over the three people one by one. Naturally, he knew that the woman in white was a disciple of the Phoenix Pavilion, but the pain of losing his disciples had made him crazy. At this time, he had long forgotten the elder's explanation.

Moreover, if he takes a clean move, the people of Phoenix Pavilion will never doubt themselves!

Thinking of this, the murderous look on Cong Gui's face suddenly appeared, and he slowly pulled out the long sword behind him!

Long Yun and the three stood up at the same time and looked at each other. They all saw a solemn color in each other's eyes. Among the three, only the woman in white was the cultivation of the first realm.

If she is still at her peak, I'm afraid she can't even resist a move!

But at this moment, her cultivation has only recovered about 40%, and it is easy to deal with the fourth brother and others, but in the face of Cong Gui, she is not sure.

Although Xiao Leng is in the realm of bone transformation, the gap between him and Cong Gui is very different. Maybe he is not of the same grade at all. Needless to say, he was still like an ant in his heyday, not to mention that he has only recovered 20% of his combat power now.

Cong Gui walked towards the three people step by step. The sword light was hesitant, the murderous spirit increased little by little, and his face became distorted!

"You are not his opponents. I'll block him first, and you take the opportunity to leave!" The woman in white said lightly, grabbed it with one hand, and a long sword scattered on the ground was caught in the palm of her hand.

"Woo--" Her true qi still had time to be mobilized, and a sound of broken clothes around her suddenly came over. The weakest dragon cloud among the three actually shot out first, and the sword light waved out and rushed directly towards Cong Gui!

"Be careful!" The woman in white exclaimed and dared not breathe any more. Her body was like electricity, and it was also shot out. The long sword broke through the air, and a cold air shot out, quickly condensing an illusory phoenix.

This phoenix is several grades worse than the previous one under the Bhikshu Mountains, both in terms of volume and authenticity, which is enough to prove that the combat power of the woman in white is very weak at this time.

Xiao Leng was the last to do it. Snowflakes wrapped around the sword front, and the sword spirit stabbed from the inclined ground to the ribs of the bush return. This move has some sneak attack elements.

Usually, Xiao Leng doesn't disdain this at all, but now, between life and death, he has no choice but to make an exception for Long Yun!

In the face of the perfect cooperation of the three people, Cong Gui couldn't help but evoke a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. The long sword drew half a circle in the air, and a fan-shaped sword spirit roared out!

The attack of the three people fell on the fan-shaped sword curtain at the same time, and the huge explosion burst!

At the same time, the three looked up to the sky and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The woman in white staggered back. There were already blood stains on the veil. Xiao Leng also withdrew more than 30 steps and sat on the ground.

Long Yun was even worse. His whole body flew out and lost all his combat effectiveness again!

It still doesn't work. The three of them are no match for this old guy. It seems that this time, I'm afraid it will really implicate the three of them!

"Long Yun!" The woman in white resisted the injury and flew to Long Yun's side, put one hand on his shoulder, and the true air was constantly input into his body.

"You are lovers, but you'd better keep them on the ground and be a pair of bitter mandarin ducks!" Cong Gui's long sword crossed, and the sword spirit cut out angrily. The sword spirit seven or eight feet long and cut at the three people mercilessly. He completely wanted to kill the three people under this sword!

Seeing that this sword was getting closer and closer to the three people, the smile on Cong Gui's face also bloomed!

Suddenly, a loud phoenix sound sounded leisurely, crisp and pleasant, but also breathtaking!