"Wu Fengyun?"

Hearing this name, Lu Chen immediately winked at Zuo Qinghan, pulled him to hide behind a thick pine tower, and calmed down his breath.

He poked his head out and looked forward. Several burly and fierce men in black uniforms surrounded him, not knowing what he was doing.

"Is Wu Fengyun the leader of the Soul Sword Sect that my brother mentioned?" Zuo Qinghan had heard of Lu Chen's battle in Xianzhou, and was naturally familiar with Wu Fengyun, Xiao Luan, Feng Baili and Bai Xiaodao.

Lu Chen nodded gently. There are strict regulations in the Hidden Alliance. Generally, if someone in the alliance dies, everyone will communicate with each other and decide whether to rescue each other according to the possible success.

If Wu Fengyun appears here, Lu Chen doesn't have to think about what they are here for.

Seeing that the big men in black outfits were all nine-level masters of Xuanxian, Lu Chen couldn't help but change his expression. When he looked at the old man, he had a shiny black hair and a swelling black murderous aura on his back, he turned out to be a level 5 devil.

Looking at the costumes of several people, the Great Sage's blood flowing from the bloodline of the Fatiquette Emperor could not help but surged.

That's right, they are people from the Emperor Demon Heaven and descendants of the Great Sage.

Lu Chen thought with certainty that he heard one of the people opposite him say, "Dog Moyashi Guardian, is it really Wu Fengyun who killed Mopan?"

"Mopan? Moya? So familiar?" Lu Chen sighed in his heart. When he recalled the bloodline of the Great Saint of Emperor Fall, he immediately thought of the person he killed: "Damn, the enemy is so narrow that he actually met here."

"Imperial Motian, there was an imperial master of Emperor Motian who encircled me at the beginning. Okay, okay, since I'm here, no one can leave."

Thinking of this, Lu Chen's intention to kill was gradually aroused, and the fire baby in Qiankun bag was ready.

I heard the moya say, "Hmph, I have been pursuing this matter for hundreds of years. Even if Wu Fengyun is not the one who killed Pan'er, the news about the disciples in the sect will not be fake. Wu Fengyun must know the cause of Pan'er's death. Follow up, even if he gets cramps and gets skin pulled, he will still find the murderer from his mouth and chase him!"

After saying that, Moya took a few people to sweep forward.

Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan looked at each other, and said with a curl of their mouths: "Let's go, follow and take a look."

Without evil jade, Lu Chen could not contact Wu Fengyun, so he could only follow the few of Emperor Motian to catch up.

Gradually, they entered and exited the pine forest and ran out of the East City Gate. Several people came to the foot of a barren mountain. The demon cultivator of Emperor Motian had already penetrated into the mountains. Lu Chen had been staying far away with his soul and did not dare to get too close. After all, the other party had the cultivation level of a level five demon king, which was comparable to a level five immortal king.

After thinking about it, Lu Chen sent a message to Wu Tianyue, asking him to meet in the barren mountain at the East City Gate.

Then, follow up...

After a while of rushing in the barren mountains, a few rampant laughter suddenly came from the front: "Wu Fengyun, see where are you going?"

"Moisten the teeth?" Wu Fengyun's thick voice came, which made Lu Chen's heart move: "It's indeed Wu Fengyun."

When he arrived at the bushes, Lu Chen looked forward with a short body. He saw Wu Fengyun wearing a cloak, holding a giant blue smoke sword in his hand, standing in the black water of the white mountains. The green pool was filled with mist, and the soul light of the reincarnation had already appeared behind him.

Obviously, Wu Fengyun has not had a Void De in recent years, and the cultivation of the third-level Ghost King has brought him into the realm of a real master. However, he did not dare to neglect the tooth guardian who was better than him.

"Creeding of Reincarnation? Wu Fengyun, it's really not easy to find you. The Emperor Soul Heaven lineage has been chasing you for more than a thousand years, and I can't even see a trick. Didn't you expect to meet me here today?" said the tooth protector of the teeth.

Wu Fengyun is the purpose of the pursuit of the Emperor's Soul lineage, but he has been deeply involved in Mengdu, which is a place where Gu Yan could not run rampant, so you have been safe and sound for more than a thousand years.

"Moya, what do I do with the Emperor Huntian? You and I have no resentment, and I have come to you and say no resentment, so why are you chasing me?" Wu Fengyun said with hatred.

As Lu Chen expected, he came here to rescue the Four Disasters. Lu Chen's death a thousand years ago left the Yin Alliance helpless. He and Bai Xiaodao, Feng Baili, and Xiao Luan were always worried. The Four Disasters died this time, and the four of them didn't think much about it, and they all had the idea of ​​rescue.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fengyun actually met the man from Emperor Motian.

The Emperor Demon, the Emperor’s Soul is an alliance, birds of a feather.

"What are you doing?" Moyasen smiled coldly and said, "I knowingly asked, did you kill my grandson in the Battle of Xianzhou many years ago?"

Wu Fengyun suddenly sniffed when he heard this. Wu Fengyun knew about Lu Chen refining the Great Saint Blood at that time. Later, the Emperor Demon lineage followed him. When he was at the bottom of the Yihong Sea, Lu Chen also exposed his identity as killing Mopan. At that time, not only Wu Fengyun, but also Xiao Luan was present. The three of them worked together to kill Tong Ai, swallowed the Great Saint Blood, and practiced the ancient secret technique of Heiman Demon Electric.

In fact, before Tong Ai died, he secretly passed Wu Fengyun's name back to the Emperor Demon Heaven lineage. He did not recognize Lu Chen, but only knew Wu Fengyun, so Ermoya had been looking for Wu Fengyun to try to track down the events of that year.

If Wu Fengyun hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten that thing. Now that his enemy has come, Wu Fengyun will naturally remember it immediately.

"So what if I killed it? The battle in the Immortal Continent is full of life. Moya, you are here to get old tents now. Are you not afraid of people in the Immortal World laughing?"

"Damn it?" Moyasen smiled coldly and said, "If you kill you and take Shang Jun plate, no one will laugh at me. Instead, I will be the throne of the first inheritance of God Demon."

Shang Jun divines all the holy heavens!

It is no secret that Wu Fengyun has the Shang Junpan, and many masters within the descendants of Gu Yan know about it.

The laughter of the teeth was filled with strong murderous intent, approaching Wu Fengyun step by step. Wu Fengyun gritted his teeth and flipped his hands. The blue smoke giant sword rose out of white smoke, and the cold and cold sword shadow pierced out overwhelmingly.

The masters of the Emperor Demon lineage all sacrificed magic weapons, immortal techniques, and terrifying demonic energy. Five people, a total of five people formed a powerful magic array, headed by Moya to block the light of the giant sword.

On the other hand, I looked calm and looked at me calmly, with a hint of disdain in my eyes. I sneered and poked out a palm like lightning, like a snake's body winding away. It was the Heimanba Magic Lightning.

Lu Chen was very familiar with this method, but he was not as profound as the immortal technique of mopping teeth. It was obvious that there should be a change in the sixth level of heavenly secrets.

"Peng!"

Sure enough, Wu Fengyun saw the shadow of his palm, dared not be careless. The giant sword crossed his chest and whispered in his mouth. The valley trembled slightly, and a huge sword ice was several meters thick in front of him.

Wu Fengyun's spiritual root is water, and his surname is Bing, and he is also a cultivator of the ghost. His yin energy is extremely strong and his ice condenses in the blink of an eye is exactly the level three ghost emperor's cultivation level.

At that moment, the space seemed to be frozen, and the cracks in the space cracked inch like spider webs.

However, he could not resist the palm of the level 5 demon king. The snake-shaped palm shadow flew to the point where he slapped under the sword ice with a bang. The sword ice suddenly collapsed and turned into ice chips and flew away.

The already unstable space that the demon power collided with collapsed, and several black holes swept the black wind towards Wu Fengyun.

The space blade slashed across the body, and a flurry of blood fog exploded, turning Wu Fengyun into a bloody man.

Wu Fengyun was not weak either. The skill of the third-level ghost emperor was not in vain. He stepped back several steps and stepped out of thin air. A thunder roar emerged from the bottom of his foot. He even stepped on the void with one foot and burst out with force. The giant blue smoke sword and the Wubo Soul Movement Sword Technique were used overwhelmingly and smashed it hard towards the moya.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sky shook and the earth moved. In the depths of the barren mountains, the air flow surged and raging. Several level nine demon kings surrounded Wu Fengyun, and Moya was beaten step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by Wu Fengyun.

Everything happened between lightning and flashing. The two of them fought in just one move. Wu Fengyun was slightly injured and moistened his teeth and did not get any benefits.

"Bastard, I killed you..."

"Who did you kill?"

Moya was about to use all his strength to kill Wu Fengyun, but at this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind.

Moya was shocked, and Wu Fengyun was also stunned. The nine-level demon kings suddenly turned around and saw several golden lights flying towards him.

The golden light appeared extremely strangely, without any warning, without any lethality, but could enter the eyes and hearts of the cultivators. When they turned around, the souls of the demon kings suddenly dissipated.

Turned into balls of gold and fire, and was wiped out...

"Yanyan Curse..."

"Yanyan Curse..."

Moya and Wu Fengyun screamed in shock at the same time. Moya looked at the golden light that suddenly flew over, and turned his body and escaped far away like a top. When he stood still again, the few demon kings he brought had died of death. And there were five drops of great holy blood on Lu Chen's palm.

"Are you looking for the enemy who killed your grandson? That's me." Lu Chen said coldly.

"You?" Moya looked at Lu Chen with a slightly folded face, and his fierce light was revealed.

Wu Fengyun was shocked and slightly excited: "Lu Chen, brother, are you still alive?"

Although he did not recognize this face, he was very familiar with the tone of Wu Fengyun.

"Lu Chen? Demon? You are not..." Moya was extremely shocked, as if he had seen a ghost, screaming against the mountain.

"I'm back." Lu Chen smiled jokingly, pulling the machine to lure blood. Five drops of the Great Sage's essence and blood were swallowed into his mouth. His soul shook slightly, and he felt that the facial features of the Fatiquette Emperor had undergone subtle changes.

"It turns out that you have to swallow the Great Saint blood to a certain amount before Di Yun's facial features will be perfect."

Seeing that it was Lu Chen, Wu Fengyun was surprised and flew over with his sword regardless of his injuries. He was excited to come up with a Wu Fengyun-style bear hug: "Brother, I thought it would be impossible to see you again, but I didn't expect there would be another day of reunion, haha."

Wu Fengyun was filled with tears of excitement, and Lu Chen was also moved: "I didn't expect to return to the fairy world. Seeing that Wu brother Fengcai was still the same, I felt relieved."

"Hmph! I thought I was a very powerful figure at a level one." Moya calmed down and discovered Lu Chen's cultivation. He immediately felt a little contemptuous: "The emperors surrounded you and didn't kill you, but this time you didn't have three emperor-level masters to protect you. Hehe, without the help of the emperor-level masters, you are just a waste, not even as good as me."

The first-level immortal king and the third-level ghost king are really nothing in his eyes.

Wu Fengyun's face turned cold and said softly: "No, Moya knows that you are still alive, so he will definitely promote it. Brother, you must stop him. We are not his opponent (8). Please let Baili immediately, Xiao Luan comes over, so you can't let the news leak."

"Of course not." Lu Chen sneered, raised his hand and took out a fire baby and swallowed it into his stomach.

In an instant, Lu Chen, who had a cold expression, suddenly became ferocious, and a clear long wind woven and burned like fire. In the fierce light, two fire dragons roared out. In a short while, Lu Chen's cultivation reached the peak of the third-level immortal king.

"What?" Moya saw this and took a breath of cold air. Looking at Lu Chen's sudden burst of momentum, Moya felt a gust of cold air blowing from behind, extremely cold.

"The Great Sage Blood, it's my turn."
Chapter completed!