What can I do to save you and my scum

A white light flashed, and two sharp long swords galloped towards Xiao Lifeng, like overlapping lightning, piercing Xiao Lifeng's eyebrows in an instant.

Xiao Lifeng snorted coldly, turned slightly sideways and dodged.

"Small tricks!" With a backhand wave, the ground in the distance collapsed instantly, Ningluo Mountain rose on tiptoe, and the two long swords flew back in the air.

In the next second, Ning Luoshan silently recited the mantra, and the phantom sword burst out. Taking advantage of Xiao Lifeng's gap in receiving the move, he recklessly rushed into the fire, using his body as a bridge, and quickly rescued the trapped Shen Canglan.

As a price, his right hand was turned into coke.

For a sword cultivator, this is the end of the path of cultivation.

Ning Luoshan's face was pale with pain, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, Lu Xing'er hurried up to help him.

Ning Luoshan's eyes were extremely firm: "Because Lanyun was hijacked, Daoist Tan must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the traitor this time!"

On the other side, Shen Canglan fought with Xiao Lifeng again. What was different from before was that Shen Canglan actually transformed into a golden long sword all over his body, which was so powerful that it could even disperse Xiao Lifeng's red lotus fire.

"Today, I will let you die under this demon-subduing sword!"

"Idiot talking about a dream!"

Xiao Lifeng's fingertips fluttered, and the lines on his face became darker and darker. Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and countless hideous and terrifying bones broke out of the ground.

Those dead bodies didn't have any combat power, and Shen Canglan could sweep across a large area with a wave of golden light, but there were too many dead bodies, wave after wave, endlessly, as if there would never be an end.

Lu Xing'er and Ning Luoshan were also trapped by the undead army and resisted tenaciously.

Xiao Lifeng glanced coldly, and his fingers flew into flames, as if washing his hands, he washed the black and red blood stains off his hands.

Then, stepping on the stumped limbs all over the ground, she walked towards Tan Huaifang step by step.

"Master." Xiao Lifeng stretched out his hand, his dark red eyes sparkled darkly.

"come over."

Qin Huaifang retreated.

"Come here." Xiao Lifeng lowered his voice.

With a terrified face, Tan Huaifang jumped down the poisonous abyss of ten thousand snakes almost without thinking, but was caught back in an instant.

Xiao Lifeng panted heavily, his eyes were dark and violent but he tried his best to endure: "Your body hasn't recovered, I don't care about you this time."

"But if you make me angry again, I can't guarantee what you will do."

Tan Huaifang raised his hand, but was held tightly by Xiao Lifeng. He hooked his lips and put it to his lips for a kiss: "It takes a lot of effort to hit someone. When you have the strength, I will let you hit enough."

Almost dragging and dragging, Xiao Lifeng hugged Tan Huaifang and left Wansheyuan. Thousands of undead troops on both sides consciously opened the way. The scene was extremely spectacular.

The golden light rose again, Shen Canglan's blue clothes were stained with blood, and he cut a bloody path among the swarming army of undead. He cut his palm, destroyed a century-old cultivation base, sacrificed the sword with blood, and instantly summoned the dragon soul in the Demon Demon Sword.

With a huge dragon roar, Shen Canglan rushed forward with his sword in hand, Xiao Lifeng's expression tightened, and he immediately put down Tan Huaifang, Ye Huo transformed into a nine-foot demon knife, and the purple light soaring into the sky slashed at Shen Canglan.

bang————

With a deafening crash, purple and golden circles of light exploded in the air, the sky and the earth suddenly faded, the ground shook violently, and the army of millions of undead was reduced to dust.

Xiao Lifeng knelt down on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

The meridians in Shen Canglan's hands were broken, and the blood continued to proliferate.

"Evil obstacle, you can catch it without letting go!" Taoist Yunhe flew over on a crane, holding in his hand the Soul Slayer that had been with him for many years.

Taoist Yunhe was under full pressure, Xiao Lifeng was seriously injured, unable to stand up because of the oppression, and spit out several mouthfuls of black blood one after another.

"Back then, I thought you were the orphan of Cangyun Villa, and I kept your life according to Huaifang, but I didn't expect it to be a catastrophe." Taoist Yunhe said with sharp eyebrows, "Today I will finish you!"

Xiao Lifeng's lips were red with blood, and his eyes were ruthless: "It's not sure whoever ends up!"

Taoist Yunhe immediately raised Soul Slayer, and the dazzling sword light galloped down, piercing through Xiao Lifeng's vest.

puff--

Xiao Lifeng leaned on the ground, vomiting blood profusely.

Qin Huaifang's face suddenly changed, as if he was in the suffocation of A Bi's hell.

Xiao Lifeng's face was pale, he raised his arms to get up, but fell heavily into the mud again, he stretched out his hand to Tan Huaifang, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, what are you doing with that expression?"

After that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Qin Huaifang's eyes were swaying, as if he had been hit hard, and he backed up uncontrollably, his eyes were empty and dull.

"Master...you love me, right?" Xiao Lifeng's lips were stained red, even if he fell from the clouds, he still turned all sentient beings upside down.

"Master..." Qin Huaifang suddenly said dryly.

Taoist Yunhe waved to Tan Huaifang in distress: "Son, come here and let me see you."

Tan Huaifang walked over slowly, knelt down in front of Taoist Yunhe with a plop, and kowtowed three times.

"Huaifang, you—"

"Master, my disciple is not filial." Tan Huaifang smiled wryly, the cold liquid slid down the corners of his eyes, and Xiao Lifeng's heart twitched with grief and despair.

"I made a lot of mistakes and today I confess everything."

"Huaifang, let's go back to Qingshan Peak to discuss something..."

Qin Huaifang shook her head: "All my colleagues from the cultivation world are here, let me make it clear together."

"I am a half-devil."

There were gasps from the crowd.

"The tragedy at Cangyun Villa happened because of me. I was a traitor in the battle between gods and demons."

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and countless sharp fire-breathing eyes shot at him like sharp arrows.

"Little apprentice has been manipulated by the demons, fellow Taoists, please stay calm!" Taoist Yunhe said coldly, and everyone silenced immediately, but they all pricked up their ears to listen.

"I never took Xiao Lifeng as my disciple from the bottom of my heart..."

"Huaifang!" Taoist Yunhe scolded, "Let's talk about something at the summit!"

"It's too late." Qin Huaifang shook her head lightly.

"Master, it's too late."

Qin Huaifang's eyes were indifferent, like ice that was about to melt into water, disappearing bit by bit, and finally disappeared.

"The reason why I took Xiao Lifeng as a disciple was because I was jealous of his Heavenly Spiritual Root and wanted to control it so that it could be destroyed one day in the future!"

"I'm not a good apprentice, let alone a good master."

"Most of today's situation is caused by me, and it can even be said that I caused it alone."

"Qin Huaifang!" Taoist Yunhe finally held back his curse: "Shut up!"

"Master." Tan Huaifang opened her lips lightly, "I know I was wrong."

"I was wrong."

When Tan Huaifang said the word 'wrong', it swayed slowly, like a slender feather, floating into everyone's heart.

Only Xiao Lifeng's heart skipped a beat.

"Stop him! Stop him!" Xiao Lifeng roared angrily, blood kept gushing down the corner of his mouth, black lines intertwined on his face, and even began to crawl into his eyeballs.

In just an instant, Tan Huaifang had already run to the edge of the cliff, her sleeves fluttering, and a look of relief appeared on her snow-white and alluring face.

He leaned back slightly, with a warm and comfortable face, as if saying goodbye to the mountains, rivers, sun and moon. The huge nine tails were floating in the air, the cold wind was blowing, and there were bursts of heart-wrenching exclamations behind him.

"Master—"

"Huaifang—"

Finally, he fell down quickly, and disappeared in the black mist churning Ten Thousand Snake Poisonous Abyss in just an instant.

Xiao Lifeng's eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and his upper and lower lips were trembling crazily.

"That's the ancient python demon!!" Suddenly someone exclaimed.

I saw Xiao Lifeng crawling and standing up, his body was on the verge of falling, his eyeballs were twined with black lines, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

And behind him, suddenly coiled a thick boa constrictor the size of a mountain peak. The boa constrictor opened its mouth wide open to everyone, with a pair of golden horns on its head.

Xiao Lifeng shed blood and tears, and burst into a huge roar, shrill and hoarse, desperate and painful.

With gusts of foul wind, it was finally a Shura battle between good and evil on the pinch cloud mountain.

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