You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

"Senior sister...don't let her go!"

Hearing this voice, Wen Qing, Li Bingyan, and Jiang Feng were startled at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a happy look appeared on Wen Qing's face and she shouted loudly: "Junior brother, is it you? Is it really you?"

Before Xiao Yun could respond, Wen Qing immediately rushed into the cave.

Li Bingyan turned around and ran away without saying a word after hearing Xiao Yun's voice.

Jiang Feng, who was not far away, saw Li Bingyan running away and quickly chased after him.

Li Bingyan had just taken a few steps when he heard a gust of wind blowing from behind.

She knew it was Jiang Feng who attacked her.

Li Bingyan hurriedly turned around and waved the black dragon knife with one hand to create an airtight knife network.

Black mist rises from the black dragon knife.

The bone-penetrating wind exerted by Jiang Feng was all blocked by the black mist.

Jiang Feng smiled coldly and said, "Do you really think you can escape under my nose?"

"When!" There was a loud noise.

A dark red long knife was pressed against Li Bingyan's black dragon knife.

Li Bingyan was about to fight back when he suddenly felt pain in his shoulder.

A golden sword had penetrated her shoulder.

Jiang Feng held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He looked at Li Bingyan coldly: "Girl, if you don't want to suffer, then be more honest."

Li Bingyan knew that he must not fall into Xiao Yun's hands.

At this point, either the fish dies or the net breaks.

She endured the severe pain in her arm, bit the tip of her tongue, and held a mouthful of life essence and blood in her mouth.

Then he closed his eyes, turned his head and stopped looking at Jiang Feng, and at the same time slowly weakened the power of the black dragon knife in his hand.

It seemed that Li Bingyan listened to Jiang Feng's words and gave up resistance.

Jiang Feng didn't think too much and said with a faint smile: "That's right."

At the moment when Jiang Feng relaxed his guard, Li Bingyan suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Feng.

A drop of dark red blood spurted out from her mouth and headed straight for Jiang Feng's door.

Jiang Feng was surprised when he saw the drop of dark red blood.

This is the unique secret skill of Black Water Palace, which can drop thousands of pounds of blood.

Unexpectedly, Li Bingyan, who was only in the Golden Core realm, could use such magical powers.

Jiang Feng has been away on missions all year round and is familiar with the magical powers of various sects.

He was lucky enough to see an elder from Blackwater Palace use this trick once.

At that time, the elder of the Blackwater Palace used a move of Thousand Blood Drops to directly severely injure the demon sect elder who was three levels higher than his own cultivation level.

From the outside, this drop of blood Qian Zhong is just an inconspicuous drop of blood.

But in fact, the destructive power is astonishing. If you underestimate this move, you will definitely suffer a loss.

Jiang Feng knew the power of this move and did not dare to neglect it. He immediately drew his sword to block it.

It's obviously just a drop of blood.

But after colliding with the long knife in Jiang Feng's hand, there was an explosion of "boom".

The powerful force caused Jiang Feng to retreat uncontrollably, and his feet plowed two deep ravines into the ground.

Even though Jiang Feng struggled to hold on, the power of this drop of blood showed no sign of weakening.

Jiang Feng frowned, knowing that he had to show some real skills.

I saw the dark red long knife in his palm suddenly flashing with light.

Countless blood threads like blood entangled the dark red long knife.

The long knife in Jiang Feng's hand suddenly seemed to have come to life.

The dark red blood threads flashed brightly and darkly, like breathing.

As soon as this change occurred, Jiang Feng's retreat immediately stopped.

The dark red long knife and the drop of blood were locked in a stalemate in mid-air, and no one could do anything to the other.

Jiang Feng turned his other hand, and the light golden sword immediately touched the dark red sword.

The golden light of the long sword illuminated the entire cave.

In front of that drop of essence and blood, a Buddhist swastika mantra suddenly appeared and kept turning.

Li Bingyan's Thousand Weights of Drops of Blood became even brighter red.

The swastika mantra gradually became bloodshot.

The streaks of blood quickly disappeared into the Buddhist mantra, and the mouthful of blood essence sprayed by Li Bingyan also changed from bright red to light red, and finally lost any color and gradually disappeared in mid-air.

Li Bingyan was stunned.

She stared blankly at Jiang Feng in front of her, and after a while she murmured: "Buddha's Sword and Demon's Sword... Is this the Buddha's Sword and Demon's Sword?"

After the Buddha's light dissipated, Jiang Feng breathed out a breath and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to know the Buddha Sword and the Demon Sword. You have some knowledge."

Li Bingyan swallowed his saliva and said with disbelief: "You...who are you?"

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, took two steps forward and put the magic knife against Li Bingyan's neck.

Then he reached out and wiped his face, and a handsome face appeared in front of Li Bingyan.

Li Xuan, the Holy Son of Tianzong!

Li Bingyan shouted in disbelief: "It turns out to be you!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said: "How is it? You didn't expect it, right? The Buddhist sword in Panlong Temple was snatched away by our Tianzong."

Li Bingyan suddenly reacted and said immediately: "No, you are not Li Xuan. Li Xuan was working with us to deal with Pulao."

"You are Wuming! The Thousand-faced Young Master is Wuming!"

Jiang Feng reached out and wiped his face, and his face returned to its original appearance. He smiled and said, "How can you be sure that the Li Xuan you saw before is not Wuming pretending to be?"

Li Bingyan was confused by Jiang Feng.

Yes, the Li Xuan from before might also be fake.

Li Bingyan sighed and said: "I am convinced that I lost to you. No matter you are Li Xuan or unknown, as long as you are willing to let me go, I, Li Bingyan, will be grateful."

Jiang Feng reached out and wiped it on his face again, then smiled and said: "No need to express my gratitude. Your death is the best thank you gift to me."

Li Bingyan stared blankly at the face that looked exactly like his own for a long time, speechless.

She is now [-]% certain that the person in front of her is the Thousand-faced Young Master Wuming, one of the four young masters of Eastern China!

Li Bingyan opened her mouth and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a pain in her throat and she couldn't say a word.

Jiang Feng cut her throat with a knife, and blood spurted out.

Li Bingyan instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his neck, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Jiang Feng smiled coldly, with a hint of bloodthirsty madness in his eyes.

Just as he was about to pierce Li Bingyan's heart with a knife, a soft call suddenly came from behind him: "Brother, I have found Junior Brother Xiao."

The bloodthirsty light in Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his face changed to what it was before.

Jiang Feng turned to look at Wen Qing with a smile and said, "Really? Junior Brother Xiao, is he... okay?"

Seeing Xiao Yun's appearance at this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

It took me a long time to say the words "Are you okay?"

Xiao Yun's original handsome face no longer existed, and the half of his face stained by blood now looked like lava condensed after a volcanic eruption.

This half of the face has become charred black and has become pitted.

His body was much more seriously injured than his face, with burnt black blood holes everywhere.

Xiao Yun put one arm on Wen Qing's shoulder, and was supported by Wen Qing as he slowly walked out of the cave.

Xiao Yun glanced at Jiang Feng and said, "I'm fine."

Then he set his sights on Li Bingyan.

Xiao Yun endured the pain in his body, left Wen Qing's support, and staggered towards Li Bingyan.

Wen Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun stopped her with a wave of his hand.

"Senior sister, I'm fine."

Li Bingyan looked at the ugly Xiao Yun walking slowly in front of him with a face full of horror, and couldn't help but said in a voiceless voice: "You... what do you want to do?"