Hearing this familiar voice, Tun Yun's heart was shocked. He looked up suddenly and saw Xuanyuan Moze, who was dressed in a black robe and exuding a powerful aura, rushing towards this side. Even though he was wearing a mask and his face could not be seen clearly, it still made him excited. He growled and quickly leaped forward.
Shangguan Wanrong, who was lying half-conscious on Tunyun, had sweat oozing from her forehead due to her injuries and Tunyun's leaping movements. Although she was not completely unconscious, she was not far from it.
At this time, I heard a man's voice, so I tried to look up, but I only saw the corner of a black robe and a masked face.
"The master is still inside. She asked me to bring her mother out first. Lord Yan, those people are bullying the master alone with their numbers. They seem to have activated a sect protection formation to prevent the master from escaping. Lord Yan, please go and save the master. I'm worried that she won't be able to hold on."
Tunyun said hurriedly, he didn't expect to meet him here. He only knew that Leng Shuang and others were waiting outside, that was the news that had been passed on long ago, he knew that Leng Shuang and others would be waiting outside, but the arrival of Lord Yan was beyond his expectation, probably, even the master didn't expect it!
When Xuanyuan Moze heard this, his aura suddenly became heavy. A cold breath emanated from his body, covering the entire forest with a low pressure.
He stepped forward and took a look at Shangguan Wanrong, who was lying on Tunyun's back and was covered in wounds. Seeing her wounds, a sinister look flashed across his eyes. If even she was injured like this, then Fengjiu must be...
“Leng Shuang and the others are in front, you guys go over there! Send her back first, and I will take care of your master.” A deep and magnetic voice came out from Xuanyuan Moze’s mouth. After giving the instructions, he rushed inside and quickly rushed to the Danyang Sect where Feng Jiu was.
Seeing the Lord of Hell coming to help, Tun Yun felt relieved a little. Just as he was about to fly forward, he suddenly heard a rooster crowing.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
It turned its head and saw a green-feathered chicken turning the soil on the ground with one claw not far away, then it lowered its body into the dug hole and tried it out, which made the corner of its mouth twitch.
After taking a glance at the green-feathered chicken, he leaped forward.
At this time, inside the sect, Fengjiu was fighting several people alone. Even though she had taken elixirs to improve her strength, she was still powerless in the face of such strong men. What's more, these people were planning to kill her. Their moves were fierce and murderous. If she was not careful, she would put herself in danger.
She originally had some room for maneuver and thought that since she had no grudges against these people, there was no need to kill them. But looking at the current situation, if she wants to survive, she has to kill them all!
"You forced me to do this!"
After dodging an attack, she quickly retreated, her red clothes fluttering, her black hair flying, and she held a green sword in her hand, channeling her own spiritual energy and injecting the flame in her body into the green sword in her hand.
With a whoosh, flames suddenly shot up. The Qingfeng Sword, which was originally glowing with green light, was now like an angry dragon. The powerful and sharp sword energy echoed with the flames. The whole sword became more than twice as large under the backdrop of the flames.