Before the spiritual patterns on the armor were condensed, the long sword wrapped in lightning had already slashed down.

Rumble!

A shocking roar sounded, and dozens of golden lightnings that were hundreds of meters long cracked from the blood-colored shield, like dozens of thunder and lightning whips waving in the sky.

Hot!

The sound of lightning continued to sound, and the air began to smell a pungent and burnt smell.

Immediately afterwards, a crackling sound rang out.

The blood-colored shield blocking Zhong Ruan ruptured, and the long sword in Yang Feng's hand slashed down.

A blue light suddenly lit up from Zhong Ruan's forehead. This was his bronze sword that blocked Yang Feng's.

Yang Feng shouted loudly: "Break it for me!"

The golden scales continued to rise on Yang Feng's arms, and he held the hilt tightly with both hands and slashed down hard. The runes on the green sword were bright, and wisps of golden light rushed out, and the sword edge slashed down.

"No!"

Zhong Ruan's mouth let out an unwilling roar, and the bronze cracked and broke.

Yang Feng's long sword no longer had any obstacles, and directly chopped Zhong Ruan's head into two halves. The black crane under him was hit hard and fell towards the sea.

When approaching the sea, the black crane flashed its wings quickly, flew high, and flew quickly toward the distance.

Without Yang Feng's order, the firebird that had already swallowed the black flames had already chased after him.

Yang Feng grabbed Zhong Ruan's body with his hands to prevent him from falling to the sea. His spiritual sense swept away and frowned.

At this moment, the aftermath of the blood-colored sun explosion came over. Although the power was thousands of times smaller, it still turned into a gust of wind, which made Yang Feng feel a little palpitation.

In fact, Yang Feng discovered the problem just at the moment when the Blood Sword exploded. At that time, it was too late to use any protective measures. At the critical moment, he had to summon the power of the treasure wheel again, causing the impact of the blood-colored sun to break for a brief stagnation.

Yang Feng seized this fleeting opportunity, reversed the treasure wheel and escaped. According to the direction of his spiritual exploration, he used the divine thunder in the Immortal Divine Sword and used the thunder formation magic to chase him.

At this moment, a black light suddenly appeared on Zhong Ruo's body. A nascent man covered in a dark body, covered in a transparent cloak, and looked exactly like Zhong Ruo. The black light on his body disappeared in an instant with a flash.

Almost a moment later, an explosion suddenly sounded.

A violent wave came out in the void hundreds of meters, and Zhong Ruan's Nascent Soul appeared. He looked back in horror and found that Yang Feng looked at him expressionlessly, and a dark eyeball split from his eyebrows.

Zhong Ruan shouted with a heart as if dead: "Destroy the Dharma Eye!"

Before the light on Zhong Ruan's body lit up again, Yang Feng had already waved his sword and slashed at him.

A blue sword light swept over, and the violent sword energy was torn, and the Zhongruan Yuanying and the transparent cloak shrouded on it were immediately rolled in and tear it into pieces.

Seeing the black light disappear completely, Yang Feng was not relieved. Blue light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he carefully checked the void around him.

After carefully exploring it and confirming that there was no more Zhong Ruan's breath in the surrounding void, he put away the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, put away Zhong Ruan's storage bracelet and other items, and chased towards the black crane.

The firebird had already stopped it and was turning into a huge silver fire circle, surrounding it in the center.

No matter how the black crane rushes left and right, it cannot escape and cannot help but make a hissing sound from its mouth.

It could not imagine that its master would be defeated by the young man with an ordinary face in front of him, but now the iron-like fact is defeated by him and cannot be believed.

"Senior, please spare me. I am a wilderness bird. I am born with a slight understanding of the laws of fire attributes. If you are willing to spare my life, I will be the main one! By the way, I also know many secrets of Zhong Ruan!"

Heihe saw Yang Feng approaching and shouted in a hurry.

Yang Feng said to Heihe as if he had never heard of it. He pinched the sword technique with one hand, and the green sword in his hand immediately drew an arc in the air, and the tip of the sword fell straight downwards.

Swish!

A huge sword shadow more than a hundred feet long appeared from the sword body and pierced the head of the black crane.

The black crane let out a shrill sound from his mouth and fell sharply towards the bottom of the sea.

Yang Feng followed closely behind and flew down. A green light appeared on his palm, and he took out his Nascent Soul.

I saw a mini black crane phantom, which was grabbed by Yang Feng's five fingers into hooks, and his wings were waving and struggling violently, his eyes full of fear.

The firebird flew down and turned into a flame and fell on Yang Feng's shoulder. His eyes were staring at the shadow of the black crane, and a clear look of coveting flowed out of his eyes.

"What's the hurry?"

Yang Feng glanced at the Fire Little Man and said with a smile.

After saying that, he clamped the phantom with his five fingers, closed his eyes, and rays of light appeared in his palm, covering it.

After a while, Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes, but his mood became a little complicated.

There is not much about Dumer in the memory of Heihe's spiritual consciousness.

However, from these few contents, we can see that what Zhong Ruan said to him before was not lies. He really didn't know who was instructed by Dumer to deal with him.

In Heihe's memory, Yang Feng saw the yellow palace surrounded by the vast desert and the black chains covered with the ground. In his mind, he almost subconsciously thought of "isolation chains".

In the center of the hall, he saw the big black chair and the figure wearing a snow-white cloak, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the man's face clearly.

It seemed that deep in Heihe's memory, he was so afraid of this person that he never dared to look at him head-on.

After a moment of silence, Yang Feng threw the Black Crane Yuanying to the Flame Child, and he flew onto the back of the Black Crane, put away all the storage bracelets and other items left by Zhong Ruan.

The flamed boy happily took the Black Crane Nascent Soul, opened his mouth, and swallowed it all into his belly.

I saw rays of light lit up in its round belly, and there seemed to be a raging flame rising inside.

After Yang Feng also cut open the demon core in the black crane's body, he turned around and looked at the firebird and found that after swallowing the black crane's Nascent Soul, his body was shaking a little, as if he was drunk.

However, he was connected to the Firebird's soul and found that it was not serious, he felt relieved.

He walked forward, picked it up, and a flash of light in his hand, and then he took it back into his body.

After doing all this, Yang Feng took out a pill and took it, turned around and looked towards the puppet door, and his thoughts turned around.

Judging from what he had seen before, the Puppet Sect is probably in danger this time. It would probably be futile to go back now, and instead put yourself in a dangerous situation.

After all, he was hired by the Puppet Sect as a member of the Wuchang Sect, and he was only aided in defending the enemy, but he would never fight for the Puppet Sect.

Moreover, Zhong Ruan had sneaked into the puppet access control area before. Although his purpose was unknown, he was killed by him and if he went back early, it would inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

As for the reward for this mission, it would be fine. After all, he killed several true immortals in a row. The magic weapon and spoils alone were enough to make up for it, not to mention the property in the storage magic weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked back and looked at the puppet door again, then turned around and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance.

...

Spring has passed and winter has come, and more than a year has passed.

On this day, a green light fell over the Fire Peak Cave, and the escape light disappeared, and Yang Feng's figure appeared.

He did not hide the light of escape. Soon, under Yun Qian's leadership, the servants in the mansion rushed to the courtyard hall in front of the cave to see. Yunmeng and Zheng Bu did not come back.

"Yun Qian, when did you come back?"

Yang Feng's eyes swept across the eight people present and asked.

"Back to the elder, it's less than a month since I came back. By the way, these are some spiritual herb seeds found by my brother and Brother Sun. Let me bring them back to you."

Yun Qian said, took out a storage bag and handed it over.

"Okay. If you have the chance to meet two of them, transfer these spirit stones and elixirs to them. In addition, you can distribute these elixirs for me."

Yang Feng reached out to take the bag, nodded slightly, flipped his hands and took out three storage bags, and handed them to Yun Qian.

"yes!"

Yun Qian reached out to take it and nodded in response.

"In the past few years since I left, everything on the peak is still fine, right? What happened in the sect?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

"Go back to the elder, everything is fine for Fire Peak. No major happening in the sect, but I heard that a Jinxian sect leader will come out of seclusion in the near future and will hold lectures at a certain time, but the quota is very limited. Generally, only true disciples and personal disciples can go to listen to the sermons."

Yun Qian replied, looking yearning.

The round-faced fat man and the rest of the people also showed yearning, but there was a hint of loss on their faces. After all, if a powerful golden immortal preacher was lucky enough to listen, he would benefit a lot.

But they also knew in their hearts that there was no possibility of being involved in a true immortal servant like them.

"It is an opportunity to teach the Taoist deeds, but after all, everyone has different ways of practicing. Although these experiences and insights from previous generations can be learned from, they ultimately rely on their own understanding. If you want to achieve the great way, you still have to walk your own path. Do you understand?"

Seeing this, Yang Feng spoke lightly.

Yun Qian was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then a little bit of light flashed in her bright eyes. The rest seemed to have realized something, and the previous feeling of loss was wiped out.

"Okay, if there is nothing to do, you guys will go down first."

Yang Feng didn't say anything else and waved his hand to let everyone leave.
Chapter completed!