"Yes, as long as you are willing to stand by and watch, our Yunguangzong guarantees that we will not attack fellow Taoists. On the contrary, no matter how powerful you are, there is only one person. Do you really think you can compete with the entire Yunguangzong?"
Chang Yu's blood-red eyes swept over all the people surrounding him, and his hoarse voice sounded with strong killing intent, "Give me back the little master, otherwise, I will level the entire Yunguangzong."
"It's a joke, it's up to you, want to raz my Yun Guangzong? Don't tell a joke!"
"Let's go together, this guy is already at the end of his battle, let's kill him together!"
The members of Yunguangzong shouted sharply, their sword lights flickered, and they all attacked.
Chang Yu clenched his fists with both hands, and the fists were filled with flames, and he struck out hard.
"Ah!!" A scream came from the mouths of everyone in the Yunguang Sect.
The fire in Chang Yu's hand is like the sickle of death, as long as it is lightly touched, it will burn into the bone, and the pain is too painful.
The disciples of Yunguangzong were terrified. Who is this man
Why is his spirit fire so powerful
On the Continent of Comprehension, the only one who can practice spiritual fire so superbly is... that sect
But how could the cultivators of that sect end up in such a barren place as Yanwu Continent
Who is this man
Just when the Yunguangzong disciples were panicking, Chang Yu suddenly punched out again, but the flame burned for a while, but then went out suddenly.
The disciple of Yunguangzong was overjoyed immediately, "His spiritual energy is exhausted, hurry up, let's go together... Hahaha, this time, you are dead!"
In Yanwu Continent, it is extremely difficult to gather aura.
So once the aura is exhausted, it is almost impossible to replenish it in a short time.
Without the aura, without the terrifying spirit fire, what is so scary about this man
Yun Guangzong's disciples were full of momentum, one of them flew high, and slashed down towards Chang Yu with a long sword in his hand.
However, while his figure was still in the air, the melodious sound of the piano came from his ears.
Immediately afterwards, before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from his body.
bang bang bang!
Numerous blood holes appeared out of nowhere on his body, blood spurted out, and the man fell straight from the air.
Chang Yu stood there blankly, his body shaking uncontrollably.
He seemed to hear the lingering sound of the piano in his ears, and the tip of his nose was slowly entangled with the quiet fragrance that he could not forget.
Is she here
Is she finally here
Great, the little master is saved, and she won't be sad.
Chang Yu's body shook and he fell down suddenly.
"Chang Yu!" The familiar, long-awaited voice rang in his ears, "Chang Yu, how are you?"
With the elixir stuffed into his mouth, Chang Yu only felt that the lost vitality returned little by little.
Even the dry dantian slowly began to surge with spiritual energy.
Chang Yu struggled to open his blood-blurred eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss, leave me alone, the little master was taken... to the west of the Wuwang Mountain Range... must... save the little master..."
He is a selfish man.
He is not so noble and loyal.
He cares about the little master, and is also worried about the safety of the little master.
But he was even more afraid, and even more reluctant was that the girl in front of him was sad.
He knew even more that the little master was everything to her, an existence she regarded as her life.
Therefore, even if it is death, he will help her keep the little master's life.
Muyan stretched out her hand to gently cover his eyes, and at the same time the piano sounded, the melodious music made Chang Yu dazed, and slowly fell into a soft dreamland.