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"Song Yufu!"

"Chu Ling!"

After the two had finished speaking, even though the people around them were visibly trembling, they still did not stop. Instead, they continued to frantically absorb the surrounding spirit energy to replenish the Spiritual Energy in their bodies.

At that time, Song Yufu's emotions had calmed down a little, and he said to Chu Ling: "Chu Ling, you should hurry up and recover your Spiritual Energy, we won't have much time left. If we wait until those Sword Puppet come out again, we will have to rely on our luck and the Spiritual Energy in our body to survive, we cannot have even the slightest bit of carelessness."

When Chu Ling heard this, his brows relaxed a little. Although he did not really ask, but from Song Yufu's words, Chu Ling could still hear that the puppets he had seen earlier were called Sword Puppet s, and were most likely something unique to Sword Grave.

Most importantly, Song Yufu could tell that the Sword Puppet would appear again soon, and no one knew how long they would last, so if they wanted to live, they had to rely on luck.

Chu Ling thought for a while, then said to Song Yufu: "Thank you for your reminder, my Spiritual Energy has already fully recovered. You two can begin to meditate, I will help you guard it."

The moment Chu Ling's words fell, Song Yufu's expression slightly changed, and immediately after, he became silent. He even invisibly shook his head, and the appreciation he had for Chu Ling in his heart quietly lightened by a bit.

"Sigh, looks like Chu Ling still doesn't know the level of danger within Sword Grave, to think that he would still try to force himself at such a time. What a fool."

Song Yufu thought like this, but he did not say it out, as though he was really going to meditate.

At that time, the people around them all let out a cold snort. It was clear that they did not believe what Chu Ling had said at all.

After all, they had all personally experienced the previous battle. The duration of that battle was more than an hour.

However, most of their Spiritual Energy s had actually been used up a long time ago, if not for Song Yufu and a few other cultivators with higher cultivation bases helping them to resist, they would have been chopped into minced meat by the Sword Puppet.

But the current Chu Ling was alone, which meant that he had to face the endless Sword Puppet all by himself. Compared to them, the number of Spiritual Energy that had been lost was naturally countless times more.

Furthermore, Chu Ling had not sat down to meditate previously, and was rushing towards them. How could he possibly have completely recovered his Spiritual Energy?

"Hmph hmph, you really don't know your place. You think that you can join us and protect your life just because you found us? "How naive!"

"That's right. We are people who cannot protect ourselves to begin with, so why would we want a useless person like you?"

"You can go a little further by yourself. If I fight alongside you, I won't be able to rest easy on my back."

"Hehe, even Senior Brother Song Yufu, Senior Brother Song Yufu and the others were unable to completely recover the Spiritual Energy. Are they even worthy of that name? "

Everyone said in succession, their eyes full of disdain.

At that time, when Chu Ling heard this, he could only laugh bitterly twice and did not give a response. After all, he only wanted to ask Song Yufu where the Pill Flame Sect and the others were so that he could go and find them. He did not have any intentions of accompanying them, thus, he did not have any thoughts of refuting them.

He, Chu Ling, had never cared too much about the thoughts of others, if not for the fact that the Sword Grave was truly too big, he would not be able to leave for long.

It was just that Chu Ling did not expect that just because he said it so casually, it caused everyone to roll their eyes at him.

The him from before only had a few Spiritual Energy left, adding that he had already opened one hundred and eight acupoints, even though he needed more Spiritual Energy, the speed at which he absorbed them was also faster, so even though he did not meditate previously, he had already recovered all the Spiritual Energy.

Chu Ling shook his head, throwing all of these thoughts out of his mind, and quietly waited for Song Yufu to wake up from his meditative state.

But just at that time, in the midst of the crowd, a slender man in white who seemed to be a little superior to Chu Ling sat crossed legged on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Chu Ling with indifference, and then stood up.

It was obvious that his Spiritual Energy had fully recovered.

After all, this white clothed man was the leader among them, and also the most famous genius in the entire Hundred Sects Alliance, the number one genius of the Song Family, Song Fangyi.

Although Song Fangyi was the same as them, they had all been defeated by Han Xiu and the others, and had all been thrown into the Sword Grave, used to grind away the formation restrictions inside the Sword Grave, but what was different from them was, they were easily defeated by Han Xiu and the others, while Song Fangyi was rumored to have been beaten up by Han Xiu and the others.

And what was astonishing was that although all of this came from Song Fangyi's own mouth, almost everyone firmly believed it.

Moreover, out of this group of ten, not all of them were disciples of the Song Family s. There were also five who were disciples of the rest of the Hundred Sects Alliance, but right now, all of them were led by Song Fangyi.

However, on this journey, Song Fangyi had not disappointed them, and had already helped them resolve all sorts of dangers god knows how many times.

And at that time, after Song Fangyi stood there, he was still looking at Chu Ling, and then he asked coldly: You are Chu Ling? The strongest person of the Hundred Sect Competition, the Chu Ling who was personally ordered to kill by Han Xiu, and the Chu Ling who was just sent a mental message by him, the Chu Ling who needs to live? "

After Chu Ling heard this, although Song Fangyi's tone did not carry even the slightest bit of hostility, but hearing it, Chu Ling still felt a wave of displeasure.

Although Song Fangyi did not seem to hold any hostility towards him, he looked at him with contempt and even seemed to despise him.

However, he did not feel anything from these Chu Ling, what truly displeased him was that after he had walked in, Nangong Qing had actually already been rumored to have had his people in the Sword Grave take him down.

This bet was really not very fair!

"Nangong Qing? If she needs to live, then what benefits has she promised you? " Chu Ling asked.

"Benefits?" Of course it's to hand you over to her, and she promises to let someone out.

I thought that given Song Fangyi's status, there would definitely not be such so-called benefits in the past, but now, all ten of us are in danger. I do not mind dying here, but I do not want my Song Family's heaven's pride experts to die here.

Furthermore, we can't let all of these five people who chose to follow me die here, so among the ten people in our group, besides me, there must be someone who will survive and leave this place to rescue us. " Song Fangyi said this, his originally indifferent eyes, actually had a hint of stirring emotion.

"So, in order to let more people live, I can only let you down.

Think about it, if you can exchange your life for the lives of one of us here, and even all of us in the Sword Grave, you would be very happy, right? "