Although Lin Feng swore that his Deep Cloud Sword would not be traced by the people of the Nether Spirit Clan.
But in less than two hours, they had already noticed the pursuers of the Nether Spirit Clan.
"Are these guys all dogs? They caught up so quickly." Lin Feng was very angry.
But he quickly calmed down: "There must be very powerful masters among these guys. If this continues, we may not be able to escape."
"For this purpose, I am the only one who will act as bait to lure them away and give you a chance to escape."
I have to say that Zheng Yi admires Lin Feng's character very much.
Whenever there is a life or death situation, this guy is always able to take the initiative to take responsibility and never thinks of escaping.
If he were born in Dayu, Zheng Yi would definitely reuse this kid.
"No!" Su Yao decisively refused: "With the few of us together, our combat power can be guaranteed. Even if we really can't escape, we still have a chance to fight to the death."
"I asked you to divert the pursuers. Let's not talk about whether it is possible to divert them. Even if you are diverted, what can you do if those people catch up with you?"
Lin Feng said without thinking: "If I fight with those guys from the Nether Spirit Tribe and want to take away my life, I will at least make them pay several times the price."
Zheng Yi shook his head secretly. This boy is still too young and can only show off his bravery for a while. He will not achieve anything big in this way.
In comparison, Su Yao's performance is much more eye-catching.
"Senior Brother Lin's words are wrong. Our strength is inherently weaker than the opponent's, and the number of pursuers should be much greater than ours."
"If we separate at this time, we will only give each other opportunities to defeat each other."
"Instead of facing it alone, it is better for all of us to be together, so that even when it comes to the final desperate fight, we will have more means to deal with it."
Bai Zhirui sighed secretly in her heart: "I can't tell, this girl is quite powerful at the critical moment."
She has always regarded Su Yao as a love brain, but now she is a little surprised.
"Regardless of their level of cultivation, these monks have all gone through a lot of hardships to reach their current position, so you can't underestimate any monk." Zheng Yi secretly reminded his apprentice.
Lin Feng was finally persuaded by Su Yao and gave up the idea of being a bait alone to lure away the enemy.
"But if we don't distract the enemy, with our strength, it may be difficult to get rid of these guys from the Nether Spirit Tribe."
"Hahahaha!" The sound of wild laughter shook the world.
"A few juniors from the human race actually dream of escaping from the hands of this deity. What a wishful thinking."
Just as the word "thinking" was written, a ray of silver light, like stars falling from the sky, fell in front of Bai Zhirui in the blink of an eye.
The silver light dissipated, and what appeared was a Netherworld monk who was about five feet tall and with a skinny body.
This person's skin was like dry tree bark, hard and cracked. The limbs are long and slender, and the face is white and beardless.
If he hadn't been wearing a blue cloth robe, one could not help but suspect that this was a big tree that had become a spirit.
The moment they saw each other, Lin Feng and Su Yao exclaimed at the same time.
"Demon Lord Huiyue?"
Hearing the two people shouting his name at once, a proud smile appeared on Demon Lord Huiyue's withered old face.
Even these juniors from the human race were able to recognize him immediately, which shows how resounding his name is.
"Now that you recognize me, why don't you accept death obediently, lest I let you take action, and you will suffer a lot in vain."
Although Bai Zhirui didn't know who this person was, she could tell from the aura emanating from him that he was definitely a formidable enemy.
In the Canglan Realm, the war between the human race and the Nether Spirit Race lasted for an unknown amount of time.
The two sides have long been fighting to the death.
The opponent's master appeared here, obviously determined to kill.
"You are no match, run away now!" The moment he saw each other through the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yi hurriedly said to Bai Zhirui: "Tell Lin Feng to use his Deep Cloud Sword."
At the same time, a spiritual thought like a turbulent wave spurted out from Bai Zhirui's chest.
This spiritual thought was unprecedentedly powerful, as if the waves instantly swallowed up Demon Lord Huiyue.
The fluctuation of spiritual thoughts that seemed to be real made both Lin Feng and Su Yao look stupid.
It's not that they don't know that Bai Zhirui is very powerful.
Although he only has the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, with the blessing of the technique, he can easily kill the monks at the same level as him.
The problem is, the situation now is completely different!
Demon Lord Huiyue is a well-known master among the Ming Ling clan.
I don't know how many human monks who moved the world died tragically in his hands.
This guy has always been known for his ruthless methods. Whether he is from the human race or the Netherworld race, he will never show mercy when killing.
Such a great master suffered a loss at the hands of Bai Zhirui just after meeting him?
At this moment, they even thought about it. Is it possible that I can win this time?
The ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny.
After repelling Demon Lord Huiyue with one move, Bai Zhirui shouted eagerly to Lin Feng: "Shenyun Sword, run!"
Although Lin Feng was a little reckless, he was after all a disciple that the sect focused on cultivating.
I immediately understood what Bai Zhirui meant.
He decisively took out the Deep Cloud Sword, waited for Bai Zhirui and Su Yao to jump on the flying sword, mobilized their whole body's skills, and ran away like crazy.
Just kidding, these little foundation-building monks really think they can defeat the powerful golden elixir?
If the great power of the Nether Spirit Tribe really only has this little ability.
The Nether Spirit Clan in Canglan Realm have probably been killed by humans long ago.
"Asshole! I'm going to tear you into pieces!" He originally thought he was just dealing with a few juniors from the human race. Isn't that just a matter of pinching him?
Not to mention a few younger disciples, Demon Lord Huiyue is not afraid at all, even the heads of human sects.
But he never thought that he had just found these guys from the human race, and before he could start taking action, he would suffer a small loss.
Although he was not injured, it still made him a little embarrassed to deal with it.
And this scene happened to be seen clearly by other people from the Nether Spirit Tribe who came behind.
This made Demon Lord Huiyue feel that he couldn't keep it on his face.
He saw Lin Feng's flying sword shooting away like a meteor.
The moonlight around Demon Lord Huiyue swayed violently, colliding with those overwhelming spiritual thoughts, and instantly crushed all the tide of divine thoughts.
Enshrouded in the moonlight, this demon king who kills people without batting an eye looks somewhat holy.
Demon Lord Huiyue, who had crushed his spiritual thoughts, did not stop and locked onto the flying sword that was flying away.
He reached out and grabbed it, and the moonlight in his hand also condensed into the shape of a sword.
"Death to me!"
The flying sword condensed by the moonlight had already caught up with Lin Feng's Deep Cloud Sword in the blink of an eye. The Shenyun Sword, which was as powerful as a flying shuttle, seemed to be motionless in front of the Yuehua Flying Sword.
Lin Feng was desperately activating the Deep Cloud Sword and didn't care about anything else.
Su Yao only had time to issue a warning: "Be careful!"
Nothing else can be done.
Bai Zhirui's reaction was a little faster than Su Yao's.
But although she tried her best to resist by using her skills, she was too late at all in terms of speed.
"The young monks who were chasing down several human races actually wanted to use such masters. What on earth did the Netherworld tribe want to do?"
This thought flashed through Zheng Yi's mind, but now is not the time to think about this. The main task is to save people.
Regardless of anything else, Zheng Yi directly controlled the fragments of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror through the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.
"The white lotus comes to the world!"
This Demon Lord Huiyue is definitely a powerful enemy rarely seen in Zheng Yi's life.
If his true form appeared, he would definitely not be a match for Demon Lord Huiyue.
But now with the help of Yin Yang Baojian, Zheng Yi's strength has improved several levels out of thin air.
Bai Zhirui's white lotus magic weapon spun out, forming a huge white lotus in the air, covering the three of them.
Bai Lian had just appeared when the Moonlight Flying Sword had already hit her.
boom!
It was like the sound of a copper bell exploding, as if it had turned into substance and spread in all directions.
Within a radius of several thousand meters, countless birds and beasts were directly shocked to death by the sound.
Even some of the weaker monks from the Nether Spirit Clan were shaken to their core.
After suffering such a heavy blow, the shadow formed by the White Lotus Magical Artifact dissipated like pieces of broken glass.
Bai Zhirui's face turned pale, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell down weakly.
"Sister Bai, are you okay?" Su Yao caught the fallen Bai Zhirui, took out a pill and threw it into her mouth.
At this critical moment, Bai Zhirui believes that Su Yao has no reason to harm her.
Swallow the elixir in one gulp.
As soon as the elixir entered her mouth, it turned into a warm current, and the warm spiritual power flowed into her limbs and bones in the blink of an eye, nourishing her damaged meridians.
Even if the effectiveness of this elixir is not as good as the Harmony elixir Su Yao just gave him, it is definitely a top-grade elixir.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Fortunately, she dealt with it properly and didn't really hate Su Yao.
Otherwise, the other party wouldn't come up with such a good elixir to save him, right?
On the other side, Zheng Yi was not having a good time either. His internal organs seemed to be in turmoil. If the Yin Yang Baojian hadn't blocked most of the impact, he would have been seriously injured this time.
This encounter also strengthened Zheng Yi's determination to go to other worlds.
Only when he reaches those places can his strength reach the next level instead of stopping there.
The Moon Flower Flying Sword was blocked for a moment. Although it did not dissipate on the spot, its power had obviously dropped a lot.
Lin Feng did not miss this opportunity. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his flying sword, risking his life to activate the sect's secret method.
The speed of Yunshenjian surrounded by blood suddenly more than doubled, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The monks of the Nether Spirit Tribe all looked unhappy.
"Didn't you say that those we are chasing are juniors from the human race? Why are there such powerful masters?"
Although Demon Lord Huiyue didn't try his best just now, his strength is there after all.
He is higher than other monks, with a whole level of tyrannical strength. The gap between the two sides is almost crushing.
The move just now seemed ordinary, but the number of people from the Ming Ling tribe present who could take this move without dying could be counted on one hand.
And the juniors of the human race not only caught the hateful blow from Demon Lord Huiyue, but they were also able to take this opportunity to escape.
Is it possible that among the opponent's juniors there are strong men who can fight against Demon Lord Huiyue?
Everyone shuddered at the thought of this. If Demon Lord Huiyue is not here, wouldn't they all die here?
"We may have fallen into each other's trap."
"These despicable humans may have known our plan a long time ago, so they are using it to their advantage."
"That's right, otherwise how could such a powerful master appear here?"
"The opponent may be very powerful, but I think he is only at the peak of foundation building. At most, he only has some magic weapons that we don't know about."
"Those weak human monks will only rely on these magic weapons."
"If they are really so powerful, how could the people we sent to ambush them cause them so many casualties?"
"But our troops were also wiped out." This man's words were immediately refuted by others.
"If the other party really has such a powerful master, it is impossible for those lurking people not to pass on any information."
"It would be strange if information could be passed on to such a master."
Seeing that they were about to quarrel, the hoarse voice of Demon Lord Huiyue interrupted everyone.
"Shut up, everyone! Otherwise, I don't mind letting my ears be quiet."
In an instant, the surroundings became extremely quiet, and even the sound of breathing became imperceptible.
Everyone understands that Demon Lord Huiyue must not be in a good mood right now.
If you accidentally offend him at this time, you can imagine the consequences.
"The reason why those useless monks from the human race were able to block my attack was just with the help of magic weapons."
"Although that kid blocked my attack, he himself is not much better. Even if he doesn't die, he can only have one breath left at most."
"Now chase me immediately. As long as you catch these human monks, except for the white lotus magic weapon that just blocked my attack, the rest will be rewarded to you."
In addition to being frightened, the hearts of everyone in the Nether Spirit Clan also became hot. Their clan itself was very powerful, but they were extremely bad at refining magic weapons.
In the battle with the human race, once the magical weapons are in a duel, it is often the Netherworld tribe that suffers.
Most of the magical weapons used by these people were snatched from human monks.
Originally, with Demon Lord Huiyue's temper, no matter what benefits he got, they were his alone.
Even if others are dissatisfied, they dare not say a word.
But now, in order to catch those human monks, Demon Lord Huiyue can even separate those magic weapons. How can they not be excited?
As for whether Demon Lord Huiyue would regret it, they had never worried about this.
Although this Demon Lord is greedy by nature, he will definitely retaliate.
But after all, as a demon king, his words naturally count. (End of chapter)