"Which is easier?"
Yun Feng said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Feng raised his left hand, and a huge energy handprint appeared above Hou Jingyan's head.
With a muffled sound of "boom", Hou Jingyan's body exploded violently.
It was like a rain of blood and flesh rained down from the void.
Hou Jingyan's strong figure was unexpectedly hit by Yunfeng's domineering palm force.
It was violently shattered into pieces.
"If there are still people who don't want to kill it themselves, I can do it for you."
Yunfeng glanced at the people in the Blood Demon Sect and said coldly.
At his current speed, it would be almost effortless to kill these Sword Emperors in front of him.
But he had no grudges against these people.
If these people hadn't caused so many killings in Yuling Pavilion today, Yunfeng would not have been so cruel.
"Brothers, don't listen to him.
He wants to trick us into harming ourselves so that he can kill us all without any effort."
Chifeng roared loudly.
"That's right, brothers, kill me."
When the seven heads of the Blood Demon Sect - Qing, Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, White and Purple - heard Yun Feng's name and wanted to kill themselves, they also took a risk and gave it a try.
I saw seven people rushing towards Yunfeng in a semicircle at high speed.
They knew Yunfeng's movement and martial arts skills, so this was their only chance to join forces.
If they couldn't kill Yunfeng this time, they would die later.
They are the only ones.
"You shouldn't kill so many people," Yun Feng said coldly.
He tightened his right hand on the Youlong sword and saw Yun Feng's figure suddenly flash.
Seven heads fell down from the void in unison.
The heads of the two hall masters, Qing and Lan, fell directly into the big hole made by Mo Jiuyan's huge footprints, making a dull "bang bang" sound.
The sound of impact, to the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, sounded as terrifying as the life-threatening talisman of the Purgatory Shura.
"Ah" a man who was a seventh-level swordsman screamed in pain, and cut off his right hand with one sword, and beads of cold sweat broke out from his forehead in an instant.
I saw his eyes staring at Yunfeng expectantly, waiting for Yunfeng to fulfill his promise.
"You can go," Yunfeng said coldly.
"Thank you," the man said, turned around and left.
"We can't let them go," Lan Hongfei yelled through gritted teeth.
"Can I keep my word?"
Yunfeng ignored Lan Hongfei and turned to look at the pale Yu Wushuang and asked.
"According to what Yunfeng said, no one in the pavilion is allowed to stop him," Yu Wushuang said loudly.
"Ah ah ah" As soon as Yu Wushuang finished speaking, several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect cut off their right hands, turned around and walked out quickly.
"Death" Chifeng roared, and struck hard with his left palm towards the Blood Demon Sect disciple who had broken off his arm and wanted to leave.
"You are the one who deserves to die."
Yunfeng's cold voice sounded from behind Chifeng, and the tip of a blue sword penetrated his body and emerged from his chest.
"You" Chifeng fell down before he could finish his words.
With the death of Chi Feng, no one in the Blood Demon Sect hesitated anymore.
They all gritted their teeth, cut off their right arms, and rushed outside the Yuling Pavilion desperately, fearing that they would be late.
Yunfeng will regret it.
In just one stick of incense, hundreds of arms piled up in the field.
"Chixinyan, you four protectors are brothers and sisters.
Black Mountain Bat, Jin Binghan, and Chifeng are all dead.
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Isn't it time for you to go down and accompany them?"
Yunfeng slowly walked towards Chixinyan.
"I will drag you to be buried with me even if I die."
Chi Xinyan roared, jumped up and rushed towards Yunfeng with all his strength.
Just when he was about to rush in front of Yunfeng, he saw Chi Xinyan raised his palm, and a stream of gray Colorful smoke surged into Yunfeng.
"Hmph" Yunfeng sneered, and with a sweep of his right palm, a burst of extremely domineering fire energy sword element rushed forward at great speed, quickly rolling the gray smoke in the void towards the Red Heart Flame.
"Uh" Chi Xinyan exclaimed and was enveloped in the gray smoke.
"Ah!"
Chi Xinyan's screams came from the square.
His face, hands, and body were rapidly decaying in an instant.
Chi Xinyan was rolling on the floor in pain, and Yu Wushuang's heart was filled with wailing sounds.
"Yun Yunfeng, give him a good time," Yu Wushuang said softly.
"Yeah" Yunfeng responded casually.
He didn't expect that the master of Yu Wushuang's dignified pavilion would be so kind and soft-hearted, which made Yunfeng worry about her situation.
She, Yu Ling Pavilion, is in this boundless place, which can be said to be a chaotic world within a chaotic world.
How can she survive in such a state of mind.
"Whoosh" Yunfeng gently kicked a short knife under his feet.
The short knife rushed out like lightning and was deeply inserted into Chi Xinyan's chest and heart.
Yunfeng sheathed the Youlong Sword, turned around and walked towards the pale-faced Yu Wushuang.
"Gather your brothers from all walks of life to heal the injured disciples.
The disciples in the Ming Sect will seal the mountain gate and activate all the mechanisms in Qingfeng Gorge."
Yu Wushuang said loudly to the disciples beside her.
This time she, Yu Ling Pavilion, was severely damaged.
I don't know how long it will take to recover.
"How is your injury?"
Yunfeng asked softly, placing his right hand gently on Yu Wushuang's jade wrist.
Yunfeng's cold eyes were even more solemn, and his two thick sword eyebrows were tightly twisted.
Together.
"The sword energy in your body is extremely disordered, impacting all the main meridians throughout your body.
It must be calmed down as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad if it hurts the meridians all over your body," Yunfeng said with a little heartache.
"It's not as serious as you said, I'm fine," Yu Wushuang rolled her eyes at Yun Feng and said seriously.
She didn't want everyone to panic too much because of her injuries.
"Pavilion Master Lan, is there a quiet place here?
Your Jade Pavilion Master's injury cannot be delayed any longer."
Yunfeng ignored Yu Wushuang's resentful eyes and looked coldly at Lan Hongfei behind Yu Wushuang.
"Well, there is a secret room in the inner hall of the pavilion, which is the training place of the past pavilion masters.
There are many mechanisms to enter, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get even half a step closer."
Lan Hongfei was stunned.
When he saw Yu Wushuang's unusually pale profile, Face, he said without hesitation.
"Well, I'll heal her first, and you'll have to worry more about the matters in the pavilion.
Also, send people to Ziling Pavilion immediately, inform several elders in Ziling Pavilion about the matter, and at least invite one of the elders to come back.
In the formation pavilion, otherwise, if someone adds insult to injury, the consequences will be disastrous," Yun Feng said coldly.
"I'll arrange it right away.
Brother Lao Feng will be the one to take care of the Pavilion Master's injury," Lan Hongfei said gratefully, holding his residual arm.
"White Bear, you stay here.
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If any outsiders come to cause trouble again, kill them."
Yunfeng looked at the tall White Bear beside him and said in a deep voice.
"Yeah," White Bear nodded vigorously.
"Let's go."
Yunfeng stretched out his hand to help Yu Wushuang, but Yu Wushuang slapped Yunfeng's hand away.
He clenched his silver teeth and walked towards the inner room.
But before he took a few steps, Yu Wushuang felt a wave of pain.
Fainting, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again, his body swayed a few times, and he fell backwards.
"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master!"
Everyone in Yuling Pavilion screamed, and several slightly injured hall masters rushed over to help Yu Wushuang.
"Wushuang" Yunfeng shouted anxiously, and with a flash of his left hand, he hugged Yu Wushuang.
"I'm fine, please let go" Yu Wushuang shouted softly, shyly and anxiously.
"Don't hold on," Yun Feng said coldly.
He squatted slightly and reached down with his right hand, then held Yu Wushuang in his arms and strode towards the secret room of the inner hall.
"Asshole, let me down," Yu Wushuang cursed softly with her cheeks red, but unfortunately, her delicate body was severely injured by Mo Jiuyan, but she couldn't use any strength to break free from Yunfeng's hands.
"Uh" Everyone in Yuling Pavilion watched with dull eyes as Yun Feng carried Yu Wushuang into the inner hall.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stopped Yun Feng.
It's not that they are afraid of Yunfeng's superb martial arts, but they really can't figure out how the cold-spoken and arrogant pavilion master Yu Wushuang in the past seemed to be a completely different person when they saw Yunfeng, a young man.
He has become so docile.
"Yunfeng, you are so presumptuous today.
After I recover from my injury, I will make sure you look good."
Yu Wushuang, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret room, said through gritted teeth.
Although her words were strong, it was a pity that she could only move her mouth now.
Apart from his skin, he couldn't even use the strength to raise his hand.
"It's up to you, but please shut up now," Yun Feng replied coldly.
He took out the two fingers of his right hand and quickly touched the heavy veins all over Yu Wushuang's body to prevent the messy sword essence in his body from being scattered.
The energy shock damaged the meridians.
Yunfeng's palms condensed slightly, and when he reached forward, his palms pressed tightly against Yu Wushuang's back, and streams of extremely pure fire attribute sword energy quickly poured into Yu Wushuang's body.
Yu Wushuang used the power of his mind to quickly guide Yunfeng to input the fiery fire attribute sword energy in his body, gathering the messy and scattered sword energy everywhere in his body.
Since the two seemed to be very close to each other, Yunfeng's strong masculine scent rushed into Yu Wushuang's nose, making Yu Wushuang feel a little bit inexplicably flustered
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