Chapter 6 There is someone in the magic!

Half an hour later, Hong Yu, Duan Mujing and Lu Feng were hung with long wounds, and bright red blood stained all over their bodies, making them almost alive blood.

But the three still did not dare to neglect at all and quickly avoided the claws of the hell undead caught in the magic. At this time, the faces of the three were extremely cold.

The seed of life in Dantian not only reminds Hong Yu of the attack of the undead claws in hell, but also releases a trace of aura to nourish Hong Yu's body.

Therefore, Hong Yu did not feel tired, and even could be said to be more and more brave in the Vietnam War, while Lu Feng and Duan Mujing slowly couldn't stand it, and their faces turned pale.

"Brother Lu, Sister Duanmu, we must support it. We must not die under these ghost claws!" Seeing that Lu Feng and Duan Mujing moved more and more slowly, Hong Yu kept cheering for them.

Faith is sometimes the most powerful weapon to defeat the enemy!

Looking at the weak teenager in front of him who seemed to never be weak, Lu Feng and Duan Mujing became more and more confused. This younger brother Xiaoyu was obviously very unusual. Tianyunfeng had only five disciples in total, but he didn't expect that there was such a strong one!

"Bang!" When they killed the last hell undead claw, Lu Feng and Duan Mujing almost fell from the air with a bang, but Hong Yu was still full of vigor. Looking at that, there would be no problem in another war.

After the fierce battle, the air was filled with a tragic smell, and the ground was dilapidated, almost torn into a spider web by the claws of hundreds of hell's undeads. The magic well I saw at first was not spared and has been completely destroyed.

However, the magic in the air has not dissipated and is still rolling like waves. Regardless of the bloody wound, Hong Yu stood there without saying a word like a javelin and looked up at the magic in the air.

He has a very ominous foreboding that the real danger has not yet begun!

On the ground, Lu Feng gasped and took a look at Hong Yu and said, "Xiaoyu, do you have any secret methods to practice Tianyunfeng?"

Hong Yu naturally knew what Lu Feng meant. He smiled and said casually, "It's impossible to practice secrets. I just firmly believe that we can defeat those messy ghost claws. Brother Lu, Sister Duanmu, the magic spirit has not dissipated yet. I'm afraid that there will be greater danger waiting for us next.

"There is a greater danger, he has appeared." Duan Mujing pointed her slender finger into the magic gas and said lightly.

Hearing this, Hong Yu and Lu Feng's eyebrows suddenly jumped and couldn't help looking along Duan Mujing's slender fingers. At this look, the two suddenly seemed to have suddenly fallen into the ice hole, and the bottom of their hearts were cold.

In the rolling magic, two eyes appeared faintly, looking at Hong Yu and the three of them motionlessly.

What kind of eyes are those two? It is better than two substantial swords. Just a glance at it seems to pierce people's souls in an instant.

"There is someone in the magic!" Lu Feng shouted in shock.

In the magic, a figure appeared faintly. It could be seen that it was a middle-aged man. He was burly and very tall, his face was like a knife, his long hair fluttered slowly, and his retro clothes were hunting in the magic. He stood there motionlessly, with an ancient and powerful breath, which made Hong Yu and the others almost breathless.

What is particularly shocking is that behind him, a dilapidated temple can be faintly seen. With a certain rhythm of ups and downs in the air, the situation looks indescribably strange. The dilapidated temple is like a forest hall, which is heavy. The yin qi makes people's blood almost coagulate.

What the hell is that place? What is the existence of a murderer in the dilapidated temple? There is such a heavy yin qi. What is particularly incredible is that there is a big living man guarding outside and looking at the man's clothes. Obviously, he is not a person of this period!

Endless years have passed, has he been there quietly!?

Who is he?

Is it the owner of this ancient city?

"Who the hell are you? How can it be here, the ancient gods and demons sealed here? Or is it the owner of this ancient city? Quickly calm himself down, Hong Yu looked up and asked.

The middle-aged man did not answer, still standing motionless in the magic, looking coldly at the three people on the ground.

A sense of crisis!

A sense of crisis that makes people breathless!!!

"Cangling!"

Lu Feng's big knife came out and pointed to that person with one hand. Although he knew that this person must be an absolute strong man, now it seems that a fierce battle seems inevitable.

Just escaped from the claws of the dead in hell, and there is still time to rest in the future, but now they have to face such an unknown strong man. Hong Yu and the bitterness in their hearts is needless to say, but they can only fight hard.

Even if you know you can't beat it, no one wants to sit back and wait for death!

Duanmujing's Chiyan Tianjian also slowly raised, pointing to the middle-aged man in the magic spirit. The Chiyan Tianjian seemed to feel the master's fighting spirit, but it was a buzzing and trembling, and the whole sword turned blood red.

"It's really a good sword. I can't figure out how to pass on this top fairy weapon to his disciples!" Hong Yu sighed in his heart, shook his head, and then ran the Xuangong in his body to prepare for the middle-aged man in the magic spirit.

At this moment, the three disciples of Juetianmen were arranged word by word on the ground, and their chests were full of fighting spirit. The clothes were agitated, and their long hair was windless.

"Kill!"

The sharp knife light and sword light were waved out by Lu Feng and Duan Mujing at the same time, and the murderous spirit went straight to the middle-aged man in the magic.

The mysterious gas in his body quickly concentrated on his right hand. Hong Yu suddenly patted it and saw a huge palm print coming out of his hand and patting on the middle-aged man in the magic spirit. The huge palm print seemed to be cast into gold and shining.

This is the legendary demon slaughterer. This kind of mysterious method is not handed down by the master, but the ancestral secret of the Hongyu family.

The other party is too powerful, and Hong Yu and the three of them will do their best.

"Dang!"

The three strong attacks made a crisp sound as if attacking the metal. The middle-aged man stood there unscathed, with black hair floating, looking at Hong Yu and the three of them coldly.

Too strong!

Hong Yu and the three looked at each other in a bitter heart. The strength of the two sides is simply one in the sky and the other in the underground. How can they fight this?

For good, the middle-aged man never took action, but looked at them coldly.

"Is this... a shadow left by an ancient power?" Hong Yu frowned in confusion, paused, and said to Lu Feng and Duan Mujing, "If so, then we don't have to pay attention to him. Don't waste any more time and continue to look for the magic dragon."

The three immediately turned away and took a few steps. The evil middle-aged man still stood there quietly and did not take action against them. At this time, the three of them were completely relieved.

The ancient castle as white as snow, the inexplicable magic spirit, the claws of the undead of hell, the remnants of ancient power, and the ups and down dilapidated temples are enough to show that this is by no means ordinary!

"Wow~"

Hong Yu and the others had not yet gone far, and suddenly there was a dragon roar in front of them, which raised nine days, shaking the whole ancient city violently.