C667 Wu Hen's Battle

"Qianying, let's put our grudges aside for now. This is a man from the Devil Martial Continent. They won't show any mercy to us. They will fight to the death the moment they meet us. " Eldest Young Master of Tianshan said with an expressionless face. He was also suppressing himself.

"What does this have to do with me? If something happens to young master... I'll kill everyone." Qianying's facial expression was cold. In a flash, he disappeared into the distance. Since Eldest Young Master of Tianshan was stopped by someone... Then he can go find the young master. To him, these two men were his enemies. Eldest Young Master of Tianshan was even more powerful, because he was a disciple of Skyhill. Skyhill wanted to kill his young master more than once.

"You..." Eldest Young Master of Tianshan was furious and full of killing intent. It was rare for him to make such a decision, but the other party didn't appreciate his kindness. He was simply courting death.

Blood Eye had already arrived, "Hehe, you want to leave?" Blood Eye grinned. He transformed into a blood sea that soared into the sky and swept towards the fleeing Qianying.

Qianying's eyes were sharp, and he didn't pay any attention to him. His speed was getting faster and faster. Countless silhouettes rushed in all directions, and some of them were drowned by the sea of blood. Many of them disappeared into the distance, and the blood sea couldn't catch up to them.

"Hm? Hmph, interesting." Blood Eye's eyes sparkled with a blood-red light, but he didn't seem to care much about it. He then looked at Eldest Young Master of Tianshan and said, "Then I'll kill you first." His blood sea enveloped Eldest Young Master of Tianshan at the same time.

Eldest Young Master of Tianshan's face was cold and full of killing intent. He waved his long sword, and sword Qi flashed, cutting open the blood sea and killing Blood Eye. It was the same for him. This was his confidence as the number one expert of Sky Mountain.

Xue Tong smiled devilishly. The blood light became even thicker, and the two of them started killing each other.

Divine Martial Continent and Devil Martial Continent had always been sworn enemies, and they would never stop fighting until one of them died. There was nothing wrong with Eldest Young Master of Tianshan's reaction. However, Qianying's reaction wasn't wrong either. He was the same as Zuo Yu. They were both outsiders. What did these grudges have to do with him? What he cared more about was the safety of his young master. If it wasn't for the fact that Eldest Young Master of Tianshan had been wanting to kill him all this time... He might have found Changfeng a long time ago.

Qianying was stopped, Jinlin was stopped, little cheap dragon was further away, and only caught up later. Baili Yuyao was also stopped, and Xuewei was even further away. She wasn't good at speed, so she hadn't caught up yet.

Wuhen, on the other hand, caught up with him. He was able to drill into the ground without a trace, and he was able to pass through the clouds without a sound. Traceless was the best at tracking and escaping.

Changfeng and his group walked proudly across a plain with their white robes fluttering in the wind.

In the Five Square Continent, the people of Cultivation Continent paid the most attention to their image. They had always maintained the temperament of a transcendent being, as if this made them seem even more noble. They really did not like other people.

"Senior Brother Changfeng, the previous one seemed to be the fourth genius of Divine Martial Continent, Fenng Yan. I heard that he even called himself the Son of God. Tsk, this is too funny." It was the same girl who had been following Changfeng the whole time. Her eyes never left Changfeng. It was a passionate adoration and adoration.

"The Divine Martial Continent has always been at the bottom of the list. Their ranking is simply dog shit..." A group of people were filled with disdain.

"That Fenng Yan is still the fourth. Didn't he say that he ran away with his tail between his legs?"

"Mighty senior brother Changfeng!"

"I think senior disciple Changfeng will definitely be ranked in the top ten now." Another person said with admiration. He was talking about the overall ranking of the Five Square Continent.

"That's for sure."

Changfeng smiled proudly, "I don't dare to say it's the top ten, but I do hope to fight those people." It seemed like he was being modest, but in fact, he was full of arrogance. "As for that Fenng Yan, he ran fast this time. Next time, I'll just keep him in the Yin Yang Gourd." Speaking of this, Changfeng's tone became even more casual. This was a complete disregard. " If the Yin Yang Gourd wants to evolve, it needs sufficient energy. I think it's time to absorb a few more people to refine it."

"Senior disciple Changfeng is right. I think the top ten Holy List in the Divine Martial Continent are pretty good."

"Hehe, that's right. It's time to teach them a lesson. I heard that there are a few people who want to cause trouble for us."

"Tsk, I think they must be tired of living..."

Swoosh! Suddenly, a sword appeared from the ground. There was no sign at all. Those people were still bragging and did not notice at all. They should be glad that the sword did not attack them.

The sword appeared and went straight for Changfeng's Huiyin from the bottom to the top. This time, it was going to cut him in half from the bottom to the top.

"How dare you!" Changfeng shouted angrily. He had sensed it in advance. The flying sword instantly flew out to kill the enemy. However, the sword that was going to kill him was even faster. Changfeng had no choice but to retreat quickly. The trajectory of his flying sword was also a little messy.

Changfeng retreated quickly. The sword followed him like a shadow. Wu Hen's figure also appeared. It was only at this moment that the others finally reacted.

Blood splashed out. Changfeng's reaction was fast enough, but he still couldn't completely dodge it. Wuhen's sword cut across his thigh. His white clothes were quickly dyed red.

Changfeng's face was gloomy. He stared at Wuhen with a murderous look. His flying sword had finally arrived. The sword ray soared into the sky and went straight for Wuhen.

Wuhen's small eyes stared coldly at Changfeng. His speed was even faster. He had already charged forward.

The flying sword transformed into countless sword shadows and attacked. Wuhen's figure was agile and fast. His sword was even faster, he only swung his sword. He actually blocked all the sword shadows around him, and his figure had already passed through. Once again, he arrived at Changfeng's side.

Without any hesitation, Wuhen thrust his sword forward. Changfeng let out an angry snort, and his flying sword followed closely behind. Not only did it block the attack, it also charged towards Wuhen.

However, Wuhen vanished immediately, and all the flying swords in the sky missed their target.

In an instant, Wuhen had arrived on the other side of Changfeng. The long sword followed suit and stabbed forward. Changfeng had already noticed it. The flying sword whistled out, and he was forced to retreat at an even faster speed. However, with a 'Chi' sound, his shoulder was injured by the Traceless Sword again. A few drops of blood splashed onto his face.

Traceless' rhythm was too fast. His flying sword was controlled by his consciousness, and only a complicated ultimate move required technique. However, it was still not as fast as Traceless.

The group of people at the back were all stunned. It was another battle like this. They could not help much. They were just bragging, but now, senior disciple Changfeng had been injured in a row. It seemed like he had almost been killed. This was unbelievable.

Changfeng's eyes were cold. He roared furiously and attacked crazily. Wu Hen's speed was extremely fast, and he would occasionally drill into the ground and disappear, making it impossible to guard against him. The two of them quickly exchanged blows.

In less than half a second, Wuhen had already attacked countless times. They had fought for several hundred li, and this rhythm shocked Changfeng. He could only passively parry, and he didn't even have the time to release the Yin Yang Gourd. This was because if he paused for even a moment, he might be killed by this man's sword.

Changfeng's killing intent soared. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, he casted the Myriad Convergence Sword Technique.

Wuhen followed closely behind and hurt Changfeng's side once again. However, he was also forced back. He had only caught Changfeng off guard. His overall strength was still slightly weaker. Changfeng's ranking wasn't just a boast. He still had true talent and knowledge. Otherwise, Zuo Yu wouldn't have lost.

The two of them finally separated, but it was still less than half a second.

Changfeng's face was extremely pale, and he stared at Wuhen, "Who is it?" He suppressed his anger. The situation just now had overwhelmed him. He had suffered a series of setbacks, and this man was just like a nobody. This was simply a great humiliation.

"Wuhen." Wuhen snorted, "Changfeng, where's my boss?"

"So it's you." Changfeng's eyes became even colder. He knew that this person was looking for him. It seemed like it was because of Zuo Yu. He was just a subordinate of Zuo Yu. He had never thought of this in his heart. He never thought that this man would hurt him.

Changfeng's fury was boundless. He was too lazy to say anything else, "Go to hell and find him."

"No, he has already been refined by me. His body and soul have been destroyed. It seems like hell is no more." Changfeng grinned hideously. His flying sword was like a rainbow as he lunged forward.

"Fuck you, I'll kill you first." Wu Hen's speed was even faster. In a flash, he charged forward. The reason why he stopped was because he wanted to ask about Zuo Yu. Since he didn't get along well with this person, there was nothing else he could say.

Changfeng's flying sword shone with a cold light. The flying sword was filled with killing intent. However, Wu Hen was too fast and disappeared along with it.

The flying sword followed closely into the ground. It could also pass through the ground and chase after Traceless. However, its speed was much slower when it entered the ground. Traceless instantly gained the upper hand.

In an instant, the entire ground was like a sieve, riddled with holes. It could be seen that the two of them were fighting crazily.

Changfeng's face was gloomy. His strength had improved a lot compared to when he fought Zuo Yu. However, he was still a little overwhelmed. It was said that his strength was only at the Yin Yang Gourd level. He was extremely unconvinced. The power of the cultivator was still his flying sword. He was also very confident in his flying sword, but he was actually unable to gain the upper hand.

Swoosh! Wuhen appeared right next to Changfeng. He held his sword and charged forward.

Changfeng made up his hand, and the flying sword followed closely behind, charging towards Wuhen's back.

Wuhen's expression was cold, as if he had yet to make a decision, and he continued to attack with his longsword.

With two sizzling sounds, Changfeng's shoulder was pierced through, and this was because he dodged in time. At the same time, Wuhen's shoulder was also pierced by the flying sword behind him, and both of them suffered heavy injuries from the blood flying sword.

"You are courting death!" Changfeng's face was distorted. His eyes were burning with anger as he unleashed all of his killing moves.

The two of them exchanged a fierce fight and both of them retreated.

Hu! Right at this moment, an object the size of a palm flew past. It expanded with the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a huge mountain that smashed violently towards Wuhen who was retreating.

Wuhen reacted quickly. He landed on the ground and disappeared.

Boom! The earth shook and the mountains shook. A huge pit was directly smashed into the ground, but it did not hit anything.

On the other side, Changfeng stabilized his body and took out the Yin Yang Gourd with a wave of his hand.

Just as Wuhen flashed out of the ground, Changfeng's Yin Yang Gourd flew into the air. In a flash, Wuhen disappeared without a trace. Changfeng's Yin Yang Gourd had just moved, but he couldn't find anyone.