half an hour later

Liu Mengli had tears in her eyes and looked at Liu Yu who was sleeping against the wooden pillar with a distressed look on her face.

She sat next to Liu Yu and gently raised her hand to caress his cheek.

The scene that just flashed in my memory was really shocking.

Liu Mengli did not expect that Liu Yu had suffered so much before.

Being separated from the one you love, having your body shattered, and your spirit and blood collapsing, these are the pains that only a determined person can endure.

"It's okay, you will stay by my sister's side in this life."

Liu Mengli's delicate jade hands gently pushed aside Liu Yu's long hair on both sides, and looked at him with gentle eyes.

"Um?"

Liu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of Bagong Mountain.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Liu Yu's appearance, Liu Mengli quickly asked with concern.

"Elder Sophora Demon used my wooden sword, and something happened to Luo Yan."

After Liu Yu finished speaking, he stood up and his whole body turned into a ball of flame and dissipated in front of Liu Mengli.

Nu Luoyan

"Why do you want to kill my people?"

Huai Mu tightly held the wooden sword Liu Yu left for him.

His robes were in pieces, his body was covered with sword marks, and all the white hair on his head was scattered.

He had squeezed out all his strength as much as possible, but facing such a powerful enemy, even though he was holding Liu Yu's wooden sword, he still couldn't stop it.

Opposite it was a young man in a blue and white green robe, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was stepping on a long sword in the air, and he was carrying a long sword box behind him, which looked very heavy.

The young man was surrounded by sword energy. In addition to a sword under his feet, there were also flying swords surrounding him.

He was as upright as a high-ranking god.

Not a drop of dust was on him.

But his current appearance is not as good as he appears.

The dots of red at the corners of his mouth were obviously blood stains that had just been wiped off.

He was still a little wary of the sword in the hand of the old monster in front of him.

"The sword in your hand has pure magic power and is quite a model of the immortal family. It is absolutely impossible for a monster like you to use the magic power."

"It's a good opportunity for you."

"Humph!" Huaimu stared at the young man in front of him, and the bloody smell around him went straight to the tip of his nose.

Many of his tribesmen were killed by this young man. Except for the little guys behind him, almost all the adult sophora demons in the tribe were gone.

"Your Excellency, you gave this sword to me so that I can protect my people."

"But now my master has been almost killed by you. I have failed you and my people."

"Boy, we have a mortal hatred for you."

"Even if I risk my life today, I will not let you die a happy death."

Huaimu turned his head and glanced at these little guys behind him. They were the last hope of the Sophora Demon clan.

These little guys were all pushed into a coma by the pressure of the young man in front of them.

Huaimu flicked his left hand, and an earth-yellow bead flew out of his hand.

The beads came above these little locust demons, emitting bursts of dark yellow light.

"what are you up to?"

The young man frowned slightly when he saw this situation.

He has been taught by an upright family since he was a child. In his eyes, monsters are monsters and should naturally be killed.

For these bad pests, destroying their roots is the best way.

Being kind is what harms the world.

The next second, these little monsters disappeared in place, and no trace could be found.

"Earth Spirit Pearl? You actually still have such a treasure?"

The beads had such an effect, and they were also earth-yellow, so the boy recognized them instantly.

There was no greed in the young man's eyes. Apart from surprise, there was only some pity.

With such a treasure, I probably won't be able to exterminate the Sophora Demon clan.

"Boy, let's fight to the death!"

Huaimu threw the sword suddenly, and like a bolt of lightning, the wooden sword came to the young man in the blink of an eye.

The young man quickly formed a formation with his hand seals, and a broad and thick sword appeared out of thin air, like a shield, blocking the attack of the wooden sword.

The wooden sword was inserted forcefully, but it did not break the big sword and could only get stuck in the center.

The young man made a seal, the big sword was instantly shattered, and the wooden sword was also bounced out.

Huaimu wanted to step forward and catch the wooden sword, but how could the young man give him this chance?

The flying sword surrounding him suddenly shot out and attacked Huaimu at an extremely fast speed.

Huaimu's own strength is not very high, it can even be said to be very weak.

The main reason why he was able to fight the boy to this point was because of the wooden sword that Liu Yu had imbued with magic power.

The Sophora Demon clan is just a herb-eater, and they don't have any extraordinary talents.

On the other hand, this young man, although he looks young, is full of sword energy, has strong magic power, and is surrounded by magic weapons.

The sword box behind him was a valuable treasure, not to mention the flying swords flying around him, which were of extraordinary quality.

The strength of the two sides is not on the same level at all, so there is no comparison.

Huaimu's decision to throw the wooden sword just now was considered a foolish decision, and he was indeed a little angry.

That was his only reliance, and once he let it go, the consequences would be disastrous.

In this situation, it can be said that he is certain to die.

The magic power contained in the flying sword far exceeds what Huaimu still has left in his body.

He was already desperate and his movements slowed down.

The flying sword has become a life-threatening talisman and is about to take away his life.

"You! This is too much!"

A voice appeared in the ears of the two of them, and at this moment, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of Huaimu, who had been determined to die.

A force shook the flying sword away out of thin air, and then a flame appeared between the two.

The flame gradually turned into a human form, and it was Liu Yu who came here.

Liu Yu stood in the air and looked at the corpses of the Sophora Demon around him. He was a little surprised at first, and then he looked up at the young man opposite, showing some confusion.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Who are you?"

Two questioning voices sounded at the same time.

"Answer my question!"

Liu Yu's expression turned cold, and the pressure from his body emitted.

A powerful force of magic came towards the young man.

The young man wanted to form seals to resist, but found that no matter what he did, it was in vain.

The moment the coercion struck, any technique he learned became like a clown.

The boy was slapped to the ground hard, his white and blue robe was covered with dust, and veins popped out on his neck.

It could be seen that he was trying very hard to stand up, but he couldn't do it.

Liu Yu slowly landed on the ground and shot a green light back towards Huaimu.

Huaimu's body, which was almost empty, slowly recovered, and his complexion also improved a lot.

"Sir, you have become stronger."

The current Liu Yu and the first Liu Yu brought Huaimu a feeling that was already in the sky and on the earth.

But what's good is that Huaimu still can't beat anyone.

Liu Yu ignored Huaimu, walked up to the young man in a few steps, squatted down and asked:
Chapter completed!