Chapter 407

"Leave here quickly and go back to Bitian city. Please come to master Xuanyuan."

Sensing that this brought him a sense of oppression like heaven, Ling Yunfan knew that things had developed towards the worst. If it went on like this, he was afraid that he and others would die here. For this, he also told Qiu Yimin and pushed it out.

"No!"

Hearing his words, Qiu Yimin felt that a big hand was pushing herself away, because it was bound by spiritual power, so she couldn't resist. She had to cry and fly to one side without tears.

"Electric fire ion holy sword!" however, although he knew that the strength of the person who shot was far from the existence he could resist, he did not give up resistance. With the fusion of the magic swords in his hands, a brand-new giant thunder fire magic sword was formed. Then, under the integration of countless spiritual forces, he directly flew to the boxing style with the thunder fire force that buried the sword body.

"Bang!"

When the attacks of the two sides collided, a huge noise broke out immediately. The leaked shock wave destroyed all the trees and boulders within a radius of dozens of miles, and the remaining residual power hit Ling Yunfan.

The power of this boxing style was as powerful as expected. When it fell, those Gu Jiawu and Qiu Yimin who stood far away were shocked and flew far away.

Even suffered some injuries.

"Poop!"

At the same time, in a dusty place, Lingyun flew out of it with blood spitting from his mouth. While the whole person fell to the ground, he never returned to the normal state in the second-order special state.

Not only that, even the fluctuation of breath and spiritual power has become much weaker than before.

After he was defeated and nearly lost his fighting power, Gu lianche, who shot, fell on the flat ground not far in front of him with an angry face.

"I've seen the owner."

Seeing this man, all the other ancient martial artists, including Yunxing, fell on one knee and saluted respectfully.

"Yunfan, are you all right?" at this time, Qiu Yimin, who had been pushed out to avoid suffering from heavy trauma, didn't leave for some reason. Instead, she came to him and helped him up. Her pretty face was full of worry and asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Perhaps it was because he was too worried that he would die like this. At this time, Qiu Yimin was also constantly crying.

"Why did you come back again? Didn't I ask you to leave here quickly?" seeing that the other party was so worried about himself, Ling Yunfan not only didn't show very happy, but looked serious and blamed her in a accusatory tone.

However, for his words, Qiu Yimin, whose eyes have seen a lot of tears, would care. He just shook his head firmly and said, "you were seriously injured by the attack just now for me. Wouldn't it be too unreasonable if I left like this."

"You'd better die together!"

At this time, Gu lianche, who had been watching nearby, roared angrily, and showed the original fist style used to attack Ling Yunfan in their direction again.

Seeing the terrible boxing coming from the front, Qiu Yimin still hugged Ling Yunfan, as if she was ready to go to the yellow spring with him, although she knew that she was far from being able to compete.

"Bang!"

However, just when everyone thought that Gu lianche's meeting would kill them both, an extremely powerful demon yuan wave suddenly broke out from here. At that moment, it seemed that even the time of this world was affected and stopped, Then the powerful and incredible fist was smashed by a middle-aged man who didn't know where he came from.

He looks very ordinary, but the pair of sword eyebrows are extremely sharp. Coupled with his unique momentum, people can be sure that he is an extremely powerful existence of cultivation. From his eyes looking at Gu lianche, there is no fear at all. Instead, he is full of indifference. I think he is confident that his strength is not weaker than the other party, but more powerful.

"Sikong Shengjie." seeing this man's appearance, not only those ancient martial artists were surprised, but also Gu lianche, an expert in Yuefan, was very surprised, and recognized each other's identity immediately.

"Sikong Shengjie? Sikong Shengjie, the ruler of Wanyao mountain!" hearing Gu lianche's address to the middle-aged man, Qiu Yimin, who held Ling Yunfan tightly, hesitated for a moment, then immediately thought of something, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

For these people's surprise, the middle-aged man called Sikong Shengjie didn't care. Instead, he still looked at Gu lianche indifferently and said, "you can't take this little guy's life away."

His voice was very low and his tone was very flat, but these words alone were full of a sense of oppression that everyone present could not resist. If he hadn't deliberately excluded Ling Yunfan and Qiu Yimin, I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to maintain a clear mind.

"It's impossible, that little beast is the murderer who killed my son, and I will kill him!" although I was extremely surprised that a demon king would come forward to save a young generation, I still showed my meaning firmly on my face.

It seems to be to let others see how much he hates Ling Yunfan, and release a strong and extremely murderous intention.

"I don't care whether your son died in his hand or his wife died. I'll put my words here today. If you still don't spare him, first consider how you can defeat me in the Wushen five-level realm." however, for his words and hatred, Sikong Shengjie seemed to have never heard or seen it at all, and replied with a light face.

"Damn......" looking at the appearance of Sikong Shengjie, Gu lianche, who felt unable to advance and retreat, was unhappy, and his hands were also clenched into fists unconsciously.

"It seems that someone asked Lord Sikong Shengjie to save us." hearing their conversation, Qiu Yimin also stopped crying, as if he saw the hope of living, with a slightly happy smile on his face.

"Maybe." however, Ling Yunfan frowned and stared at the Sikong Shengjie who suddenly appeared to save himself and Qiu Yimin. He responded a little and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well, you're great. Let the boy go this time. We'll kill him next time!"

At the same time, Gu lianche, who was forced to have no way back on the other side, could only leave some words in his helplessness, and then turned and flew to the sky.

Those ancient martial artists saw their master leave and followed up one after another.