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"Um."

Xueyan struggled out of Feng Chen's arms and shook her head and said, "Yiyang, I have already felt the murderous intent around me."

"I must never leave at this time. Even if I really want to be enemies with those who are lurking in the dark, I will fight side by side with you."

right!

Feng Chen also swears: "I will not leave Yiyang, either. Isn't it just a group of cultivators? At worst, I can fight to the death with them!"

no.

I immediately retorted firmly: "Fengchen, listen to me, you must leave!"

"If I was wrong, the people lurking outside now are probably the people in the immortal world who are in the auction in the Fantasy Tower."

"Now they are rising up and attacking them, just to seize the Canglong Sword."

"When you grabbed the sword in the fantasy building, you already had a positive intersection with them."

"And you are still transformed by monsters. When the enemy meets you, you will definitely be very jealous."

"If you fight alone, you won't be afraid. You're afraid that these so-called cultivators will attack them together. By then, we will be in a life of death!"

"So what?"

Feng Chen frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "Yiyang, if Xueyan and I both left, you and Tianjun would really not have the strength to resist."

"When you are captured, we still have to find an opportunity to save you. What's the difference between this and the two of you?"

"So let's take advantage of the dark and windy night tonight. Let's fight them to the death. Maybe with all your might, there is still a glimmer of hope!"

"That's right."

Xueyan also echoed: "Yiyang, I think Feng Chen's words make sense. Now my injury is no longer a big deal. I just got nourished by your dragon energy, but now there is basically no big deal. If I can, I still want to see the truth from their hands."

"Yes, Brother Yiyang, what should be come is always coming, let's fight with them!" Tianjun shouted confidently.

"Okay, very good!"

"Smack it."

Before I could speak, someone had already walked out of the darkness and applauded while walking.

Looking up at the direction of the people, I saw an old man in a white robe walking out of the darkness. The man had silver hair on his head, but his face was not old, and he could even be said to be extremely rosy. He was wearing a white robe with two cranes embroidered with flying wings. His whole body looked extremely calm and elegant.

Behind him, two other old men were closely followed, dressed very similar to their age and styles were very similar.

At first glance, these three people were the three guys who were old-fashioned in the Immortal Valley.

Behind them are Lin Fan and others. I am not unfamiliar with Lin Fan. We have fought with Hu Ji before.

And that night he saved my life on Moyaling.

With the emergence of Tianjizi, Jiuxiao, Tianqiong and others, a group of people with different styles of dressing flashed in the nearby rockery and woods.

After a closer look, there was actually the graceful master of Luoxia Valley Ziqing, the elder of the sword holding in Fanjing Mountain, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect, the true master of Xuanyu from Guixu, and his disciple Mo Wuxie.

“Not.”
Chapter completed!