How does the suzerain prevent the male protagonist from being enchanted

When Xu Chengfeng appeared, everyone on the summit of Wuji was amazed.

Some people were stunned, and some people exclaimed: "...it's Daoist Chang Ning!"

"It's Sect Master Xu, Sect Master Xu is back!!"

These two words seemed to wake up the stunned crowd, and the remaining thousands of people looked at the red clothes on the stone platform. Among them were the Taoist cultivators who were present during Zheng Ying's disaster eight years ago. This scene seemed to coincide with that day .

Hope rekindled.

The most excited people in the audience were the disciples of the Baiyue Sect. Except for Shen Liandu and the dozens of monks that Xiao Jiumian brought over in the past, the rest of the disciples saw the person in his sect for the first time after entering the sect. The long-awaited suzerain.

For a moment, it seemed to have a backbone.

Someone even yelled a few times uncontrollably!

Qi Xian looked at Xu Chengfeng, and whispered to himself: "Alive, good... good." He muttered, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Nan Xiangqin on the other side stared at the bloodstains on the red shirt, frowned and said, "Whiplash."

Holding a long/sword in his hand, Su Jirong continued, "It's the scar from the Lieyang Whip."

Nan Xiangqin held the dagger in his hand: "How could the Lieyang Whip leave scars?" He suddenly thought of something, "Is it made by Yu Huai?"

Su Jirong denied: "No, the Lieyang Whip is a high-level immortal weapon, Yu Huai can't."

Nan Xiangqin was thoughtful: "There is someone else."

Qi Xian only paid attention to Xu Chengfeng's injuries, "Just remembering Lieyang's whip can make life worse than death, he suffered from these whips..." Isn't it painful to death!

Tu Yingqiong, who came from one side, was a little irritable, with a face of eighteen or nineteen years old boy full of anger: "Beating my benefactor like this is too disrespectful to my Sky Blue Sect!" The arm, where it was injured just now. "If I hadn't purged the sect, I wouldn't have made this Yu's life easier sooner!"

Several people were covered with color, and they were not light.

And Yun Han was on the other side of the stone platform, facing Xu Chengfeng.

He was also injured, standing there reluctantly at the moment, thinking over and over again of what happened in the cave in the secret realm, and the scene when Xu Chengfeng blew himself up.

Yun Han lowered his eyes.

Chu Fengxi watched the man's back from the edge of the stone platform, and tightened his fingers on the hilt of the sword.

Eight years ago, his state of mind was broken because of the accident in Hanchi. Back then, Xu Chengfeng's clothes were soaked, so he told him that the Shuangxue sword was no longer what it used to be.

During this period, he was possessed by demons several times.

He couldn't bear it, the sword almost broke after the last battle with Yu Huai and the others.

But today, he can come here as a fairy cultivator, his mood has recovered, and his sword is rejuvenated, all because Xu Chengfeng is still alive.

Destruction and rebirth are due to one person.

Seeing Master, the three of Jiang Yin were about to rush up to the stone platform. On the platform, Yu Huai was still in the shock of Xu Chengfeng's sudden appearance. If the knife is found, if you touch it, you will die without a doubt.

Xu Chengfeng seemed to be fine on the surface, but in fact he had been injured by Lie Yang's whip, and he was able to stand here at this moment, all supported by the loss of life energy.

Flames ignited all over him again, and every point on it was his life, and every point burned was one point lost.

Between lightning and flint, he swept out with a strong wind, blocking Yu Huai's offensive head-on, and then the strong wind rose, and the strong spiritual power in it suppressed Yu Huai several times, forming a wind wall for a while, separating the three of them.

The three of Jiang Yin were blown back to the stage by the air currents of the confrontation between the two sides and saved their lives.

Xu Chengfeng turned around and walked towards the male lead.

"It's Shouyuan! Daoist is burning Shouyuan!!"

After self-exploding Dantian Zifu, he actually gave up the longevity he had cultivated with great difficulty!

There was an uproar from the crowd.

Xu Chengfeng turned a deaf ear to everything from the outside world, he walked to Xie Chenyun's side, and all he saw were his backlash lines and blood holes in his dantian.

His soul was in constant pain, his eyes felt burning pain, and there were a few buzzing sounds in his ears from time to time.

Xu Chengfeng raised his hand to make a tactic, and a stream of pure spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and flowed into Xie Chenyun's dantian wound, continuously repairing the wound.

"...Master." Xie Chenyun's voice was hoarse, because of the blood surging up in his throat, he looked at the several wounds on Master's body, his pale face, bleeding lips, and flames all over his body.The pain of being plucked out by life is not as painful as seeing his master right now.

Compared with Master, the suffering he suffered is not considered bitter.

"Master...you don't want to die for...disciple..."!

Xie Chenyun wanted to move back.

Xu Chengfeng lowered his head and only focused on healing his wounds, his voice was a little dull and weak: "I am your master, if I don't save you, save someone else."

Master...

... Master recognized him... recognized him! !

The injury at Xie Chenyun's dantian is serious and cannot be healed for a while, only a peaceful and stable place can be safe. Now Xu Chengfeng can only use his life energy to make up as much as possible, so as to temporarily save the male lead's life.

Seeing Master like this, Xie Chenyun's heart is bleeding!

How to make Master waste so much for him!

At this moment, Yu Huai from behind broke through the wind wall and struck Xu Chengfeng through the air. Xie Chenyun circulated around his dantian, using his thoughts to control Qianyun Sword to the back to block it.

The fairy sword faced Yu Huai, and the sound roared all over the field, and the shocking air flow was blown away, and Xu Chengfeng's hair was brought to him.

After another half an hour like this, the blood hole in the dantian finally stopped bleeding, but after holding on for another hour or three, Xu Chengfeng held the Qianyun sword with his backhand, and drew a gushing spiritual flame to force Yu Huai and the others back .Then he flew up and slashed at the tall stone pillar with two swords.

In an instant, there was a rumbling sound, like a landslide and a crack in the ground. Several sword marks appeared on the two stone pillars, and then they fell apart and collapsed into mud.

Xu Chengfeng cut off the chain on Xie Chenyun's wrist with two more sword strikes.

Seeing the destruction of the Demon Slaughtering Platform and the release of Xie Chenyun, Yu Huai's eyes seemed to burst into flames. He had planned for a long time, and he was about to succeed. Today, because of Xu Chengfeng, he failed?

Xu Chengfeng didn't stop after cutting off the chains, gathered strength with his left hand, and the spiritual light suddenly appeared like a tide, and then turned his palm to the sky, and all his spiritual power shot up from it, until the vortex cloud layer, the blue spiritual light and thunder gathered together, The cirrus cloud belt kept churning, and the lightning flashed and thundered in the sky, expanding to half of the sky, just like the god of thunder descending into the world.

Xu Chengfeng withdrew his hand, went into the air, and silently said: "Slay the evil spirits, wander the world!"

After the six-character sentence fell, thunder and thunder in the ink cloud thundered down.

The faces of Yu Huai and the others changed immediately, the thunderous power in the sky was actually guided by Xu Chengfeng, if they were hit, it would be hard for immortals to survive!

The demonic energy surged from the three of them in an instant, and the turbid energy covered the sky and covered the sun, breaking apart the besieging crowd and flying them away, and a dozen evil magic bodies appeared, each of which was more than a hundred feet tall. Blow down the surrounding mountains and rocks!

The magic energy here is unstoppable.

Xu Chengfeng's heart moved, the flames around his body rose half a meter, and he silently repeated the formula again, increasing his strength.

The two confronted each other, and it was like the end of the world on the Devil Slaughtering Stage, and then the sky and the earth collapsed, and half of the Promise Peak fell. The three of Yu Huai died on the spot, and the rest of the monks survived. In the aftermath, after falling to the top, life and death fell down.Xie Chenyun was seriously injured before, and his roots were exhausted. When he saw his master falling into the ravine, he followed him.

On the summit of Wuji, there are only bursts of cracking sounds resounding through the heaven and earth.

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The summit of Wuji is about a thousand feet high, and the stream of life and death below the summit is more than a few hundred meters deep. Xu Chengfeng fell among countless broken rocks, and the speed of his descent was very fast. It hurts to hit the body.He looked at the still dark clouds in the sky, getting farther and farther away from him.

Suddenly, a figure appeared stepping on the falling broken rock in a flash, getting closer to him.

...It's Xie Chenyun.

Xie Chenyun desperately found the master by stepping on the gravel while falling.

He flew over to hug Xu Chengfeng, turned his back upwards, and let the broken stone fall on him.

The process of descending seems to be very long.

The top of the mountain is still collapsing, and there are more and more broken rocks. Xie Chenyun is gradually unable to protect him by holding his master like this. He endured the severe pain in his dantian, and he once again turned into a dragon with a sigh of relief, but he no longer has the energy to fly back with his master On the top, he can only surround the master and surround him, blocking as many broken stones as possible.

There are missing scales under one corner of the silver dragon, and the dragon's body is covered with blood red, mixed with silver.

Later, when they were approaching the stream, they were hit by a huge broken rock, and the two fell to other places in the stream.

The stream of life and death came to the stream of life and death. As the name suggests, the stream was full of evil spirits thousands of years ago, and this stream is backed by the peak of Wuji. How many dead bones in the stream lie here.During the period, the wind is blowing, and the weather is gray and dark all the year round. Such a place is full of ghosts and ghosts, and it is self-contained. If the monks have nothing to do, this place will not be set foot all year round.

Weeds are overgrown in the stream, tall trees are towering, and there are countless poisonous insects, snakes, rats and ants. If you don't pay attention, you will be bitten.

Xu Chengfeng landed by the stream in Jianzhong, Xie Chenyun's figure was nowhere to be found, and it took him nearly an hour before he woke up.

He opened his eyes, only to find that there was darkness in front of him.

He thought it might be because of Hei Tian, ​​and wanted to get up, but found that one arm was thrown and dislocated.

Xu Chengfeng still remembered what happened when he fell into the ravine, it was the hero who blocked him and protected him all the way, so he was able to avoid breaking a few ribs at this time.

He supported his arm with one hand and lifted it up, so that the dislocated place was easily connected at once.

Although there is no fracture in his body, it still hurts. The dull pain that seems to be falling apart spreads all over his body, but this is simply negligible for Xu Chengfeng today.Whiplash, exhaustion, the pain of spiritual consciousness, the discomfort of almost exhausting spiritual power, and the throbbing pain caused by the loss of countless lifespan.

Counting the pain added to the body, it seems to have been numb.

He propped himself up and got used to it for a while, but there was no light in his eyes, even in the dark night, it was impossible to be so completely dark.

He stretched out a hand and looked with his eyes, but saw nothing.

Xu Chengfeng blinked a few times and repeated several times, but the result was the same as before.

Finally, he came to the fact that he was blind.

And his hearing was also damaged, and he could only hear a little sound, which was very small.

Xu Chengfeng stood by the stream, covered with scars, alone.

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