After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Jinghong took a glass of spiritual wine and handed it to Dongfang Yu, and gave Wufeng a faint look, "I'm sorry we don't know each other."

Dongfang Yu took the wine glass with a smile on his lips, looked at Wufeng with dark eyes, and said coldly: "My fiancée said that she doesn't know you, so you can leave."

The corner of Wufeng's mouth curled up into a sneer, the fox looked at Jinghong, and his voice was a little cold, "Then who knows who is cooperating with me to harvest spirit honey?"

The corner of Jinghong's mouth curled up into a slight smile, "Hasn't the cooperation been over for a long time? Do I owe your spiritual honey?"

Anger welled up in Wufeng's eyes, and he said with a half-smile: "However, we have cooperated."

Jinghong handed Dongfang Yu another piece of barbecue, and said coldly, "So what?"

Wufeng was so questioned that he had nothing to say. Apart from the fact that they collaborated in collecting spiritual honey, he didn't even know her name...

"Girl, are you crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?"

Jinghong frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his beautiful eyes, and said lightly: "We met by chance, did I beg you to cooperate in harvesting honey? It's just that everyone gets what they need, why are you so entangled..."

Dongfang Yu reached out to caress Jinghong's eyebrows, and looked at Wufeng coldly, "I don't like people staring at my fiancee, you are not welcome here."

Wufeng was angry in his heart, and looked at Dongfang Yu with a provocative smile, "Unfortunately, I am very interested in this girl."

As soon as the words fell, a sword energy came towards him, Wufeng turned around and avoided...

"Anyone who dares to tease me has gone to the Western Paradise."

Jinghong's voice was like thousands of years of ice, so cold to the bone.

Dongfang Yu patted Jinghong's hand, stood up with light shining in his hand, and the Hanxue Sword appeared, and the little dragon in the Hanxue Sword sensed Dongfangyu's anger, and let out bursts of dragon chant...

Wufeng looked at Dongfang Yu without fear of death, and smiled unnecessarily, "Human Nascent Soul cultivator, beauty is only worthy of the strong, if you lose, leave that girl."

Dongfang Yu shook his head and said, "She is mine."

On the tip of the Hanxue Sword, a crescent moon flickered with light.Exuding a cold light, it attacked Wufeng like lightning in the night.

Wufeng sensed the cold spiritual fluctuations on the crescent moon, the contempt in his eyes disappeared, and the fox's eyes were full of solemnity. From this move, he knew that Dongfang Yu was not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Stretching out a black and red sword in his hand, he condensed into a black shield in front of him, "Bang!" Sparks flew everywhere, and the crescent moon collided fiercely with the black shield...

After Wanyue's spiritual power disappeared, Wufeng was shocked, and cracks appeared on his Demon King's Shield.

A flash of surprise flashed through Dongfang Yu's dark eyes, and he was a little shocked. The eighth sword of the Thirteen Swords, Yueguanghan, did not break Wufeng's shield. It seems that he is much stronger than the clone of the demon princess …

Dongfang Yu stepped on Kamikaze Steps, and cast Piaomiao swordsmanship. The surrounding area was filled with white mist, and some couldn't see clearly...

The more Wufeng fights, the more frightened he is. Although he is only a clone, he has no opponent in the Demon General stage of the Demon Realm. The human Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him can even fight him to a tie.

Pressure rose in Dongfang Yu's heart. Now Wufeng is just a clone. If the main body of the son of the devil emperor wants to snatch Jinghong, can he still keep Jinghong?

As soon as the sword in his hand changed, the four seasons reincarnation swordsmanship was displayed, and the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were constantly changing, firmly trapping Wufeng.

Dongfang Han worriedly watched the two fight, and looked at Jinghong, "Can Brother Yu win?"

Jinghong watched the battle all the time, her gaze was always on Dongfang Yu, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Ayu, I won't lose."

Dongfang Han breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and let go of his tension a little.

Ye Liufeng's voice sounded, "Xiaohan, watch Brother Yu's Four Seasons Reincarnation swordsmanship carefully."

Dongfang Han nodded, watching the battle seriously, it is very rare to find a master.

The sword move in Dongfang Yu's hand changed again, Jinghong Thirteen Swords were used, one sword after another, the power of the sword move doubled.

Wufeng felt irritable, and a hint of surprise flashed in the fox's eyes: This human cultivator is using him as a training partner, and no one has ever been so bold.

A cold light flashed in his fox eyes, he wanted to teach Dongfang Yu an unforgettable lesson, the mark between his brows flickered, and a thin layer of flame was spread on the black fire-colored sword...

The crescent moon at the tip of Dongfang Yu's sword swung towards Wufeng again, and he was a little excited. The ninth sword of Jinghong Thirteen Swords, a line of fireworks, and the tip of Hanxuejian condensed into a thin silver-white line. without any danger...

Dongfang Yu's eyes were shining, and he sensed the first line of fireworks in the ninth sword, which was not comparable to the moonlight in the eighth sword.

Half of the spiritual fluid in his dantian was emptied in an instant. He was looking forward to this sword very much. The thin silver-white thread rushed towards Wufeng silently.

Wufeng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt the danger. He shook his head and became impetuous, and even had hallucinations. It was this carelessness that cost him a heavy price...

The sword in Wufeng's hand was burning with black flames, and the magic energy flickered, and a black lotus flower with flames hit Dongfang Yu.

The smile in the corner of his eyes froze suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at his heart in disbelief, where there was purple blood flowing out continuously, and a trace of blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wufeng suddenly realized that the danger he felt just now was not an illusion, he sat down on the ground in embarrassment, his fox eyes fixed on the black lotus with flames.

Dongfang Yu looked at the black lotus flower with flames, and it was too late to avoid it. A startled voice sounded: "Ayu Wannian Ice Lingzhu."

Dongfang Yu didn't hesitate at all. With a thought, the Wannian Ice Lingzhu floated in front of his eyebrows, and a white light bloomed.

The light enveloped the black lotus with flames, and the flame on the black lotus was instantly extinguished. The black lotus was frozen and fell to the ground into ice lumps...

Wufeng's eyes widened, he underestimated the human cultivator in front of him, unfortunately he didn't have much time.

The Wannian Ice Lingzhu flickered for a while, as if showing off, and then disappeared between Dongfang Yu's eyebrows.

Wufeng looked at Dongfang Yu and Jinghong, and said intermittently: "I... I won't let it go like this, you wait... We will meet again in the future, and then... I will take revenge for today's sword."

Dongfang Yu looked at him coldly, "We asked you to leave because you didn't know what's good and what's wrong, you just asked for it because of your entanglement, you're no different from anyone..."

Wufeng's figure gradually faded, and disappeared with unwilling eyes.

Under the pool of Demon Realm, Wufeng dressed in red opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of purple blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, making him look even more evil, he stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood, and muttered to himself in a cold voice.

"I didn't expect that human Nascent Soul cultivator to destroy my clone, and that interesting woman, I remember your looks..."

Dongfang Yu walked up to Jinghong and sat down. Jinghong handed a glass of spiritual wine, with a sweet smile, "Congratulations to Ayu for being able to perform, Jinghong's thirteen swords and the ninth sword is a line of fireworks."

Dongfang Yu smiled and said helplessly, "We have another enemy."