grass!

This bastard is not dead!

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Qin Yufeng's expression changed.

You don’t have to guess that this guy must have dug a hole and hid under him, and escaped. He was so shameless that he was so shameless that he was a cultivator.

"Qin Yufeng, being able to die in my hands is also your blessing."

He Yuanshang drew out his long sword and looked cold.

He hated Qin Yufeng to death!

If this guy hadn't misunderstood that he liked men and misunderstood that he had molested his apprentice and tried to test him, how could he be deceived?

How could he end up in such a field?

In short, it is difficult to vent the hatred in your heart if you don’t kill this guy!

He Lingyu wanted to get up, but her bones seemed to be broken and could not move. She had already exhausted all her energy by pushing Qin Yufeng away just now.

She looked at He Yuanshang, who had a distorted face and said, "You are not leaving quickly? When the leader comes back, the freedom you want will be gone."

He Yuanshang stared at her playfully: "Why did you save him just now? Did you fall in love with this little white face?"

Qin Yufeng was also surprised.

I don’t understand why this woman wanted to save him, could it be that she was brainless?

He Lingyu did not answer, and his tone was cold: "Don't really think that a mere East Dragon Lord can kill the leader. When he comes back, you can't leave even if you want to."

"Interestingly, the saint of the Holy Fire Sect actually fell in love with this little face at this time."

He Yuanshang laughed loudly, his smile full of mockery.

He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Qin Yufeng, "That's even more interesting. I'll kill him in front of you! Then I'm sending you on the way and let you be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks!"

Qin Yufeng's back was sweating invaded.

Sweat mixed with the wound, which was particularly stinging, but it also made his brain very clear.

How to solve the immediate dilemma.

He Lingyu is no different from a dead person and can't help much. He is a chicken in the Qi Condensation Period and only has the magic weapon of the Seven Treasure Incense Burner.

But He Yuanshang is a master of the Cave Void Realm, above the Yuanshen Realm.

This magic weapon doesn't work either.

what to do?

Can you only have to be a tough guy?

Take a hard bar?

Qin Yufeng tried hard to think of a solution.

At this time, he glanced at the corpses scattered in the distance, and suddenly the incident that He Yuanshang had experienced passed through his mind, and an adventure plan emerged.

Swish!

Qin Yufeng turned around and ran towards the pile of corpses.

"Want to run?"

He Yuanshang snorted coldly, and his long sword stabbed towards Qin Yufeng.

"Mosaic!"

Qin Yufeng hurriedly released the spiritual power and original Taoist energy in his body.

Pieces of fine blocks filled the fog instantly, covering everything around him in the mosaic world.

He Yuanshang was shocked and stopped quickly.

He looked around, but there were small squares flashing wildly, and Qin Yufeng could not be seen at all.

"Little bastard!"

He Yuanshang gritted his teeth and simply sensed the other party's breath directly.

In an instant, he locked in Qin Yufeng's position.

Just as he was about to take action, everything around him suddenly became dark, with a cold wind gushing everywhere, and a wave of cold air swarming from all directions.

In a faint sense, it seemed as if countless ghosts hidden in the Netherworld Prison were shouting shrillly.

"Illusion?"

He Yuanshang frowned, and then a trace of disdain flashed into the corner of his lips.

"Break it for me!"

He condensed his magic with both fingers and pointed it out suddenly, but there was no reaction.

He Yuanshang looked solemn.

Looking at the rolling black fog around and the sound of ghosts coming in my ears, I felt a little irritated for no reason.

"You little brat, I learned the illusion from somewhere, just relying on this trick to trap me?"

He Yuanshang closed his eyes, released his spiritual sense, and sensed Qin Yufeng's position.

"Senior brother~"

And at this moment, a faint sound suddenly came from my ears.

It seemed as if someone was talking to his ear.

He Yuanshang's scalp was numb, and he quickly opened his eyes. He took two steps back in fear. Looking at the dark fog around him, he said sternly: "Don't pretend to be a god and come out for me!"

At this time, Qin Yufeng was sitting on the pile of corpses, staring at He Yuanshang, who was like a headless fly.

He kept releasing the original Taoist energy and arranged a special effect scene.

"Nether Hell!"

This is a skill he realized from the animal skin book sent by Chen Jishan during the Feiyan Sect.

It's just right here.

Qin Yufeng knew that he was not He Yuanshang's opponent, so he simply used special effects to entangle with the other party.

Especially the other party has a demon in his heart - the little junior sister!

As long as you grasp this weakness and attack your heart first, there may be a glimmer of hope.

"Qin Yufeng, if you are a man, just fight me head-on! Don't use these kids' bad things to scare me!"

He Yuanshang cursed angrily.

"Senior brother..."

A faint voice suddenly sounded behind the back.

He Yuanshang was shocked and turned around quickly, wielding his sword, but there was nothing.

"Senior brother... I died so miserably..."

In the black fog, a sad and sad voice filled with resentment floated.

"Little, little, little junior sister?"

He Yuanshang swallowed, his eyes widened, his face kept trembling, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his temples.

Is it a junior sister?

No!

The little junior sister is dead!

It won't be her!

This is not her voice.

This is fake, it is all fake!

"Senior brother, I'm so cold... Can you accompany me?"

"ah!!!"

He Yuanshang staggered back and almost tripped to the ground, fear filling his face.

Then, he twisted his face again, waved his sword wildly, and the sword energy raged out, making a loud bang, "No! You are not a junior sister! Get out! Get out!"

"Senior brother... why do you want to kill me..."

"Senior brother, I'm so cold..."

"Senior brother..."

“…”

A series of sad and sad voices penetrated into his ears.
To be continued...