"Crack" a sword light suddenly cut through the void and came, hitting the soul of the old man in green.

Before the old man in green could even react, he was immediately cut into two by the sword light, and then turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.

"What a strong sword technique" Li Muran was shocked.

He knew that a master was coming nearby, but he had no time to use his divine thoughts to explore the surroundings. Suddenly, another sword light broke through the air and slashed towards him.

Li Muran was shocked and immediately activated the Phantom, flapped his wings and disappeared out of thin air.

The sword light flashed past and cut off half of the hall behind him.

The next moment, Li Muran's figure reappeared dozens of feet away, and his heart beat wildly.

"If such a domineering sword technique had slowed down just now, I'm afraid I'd be in a different place at this time." Li Muran was still scared.

Ling Yu also opened his eyes. When he saw the sword light, he immediately showed joy: "Senior Brother, you are finally here."

Immediately, a middle-aged man with sword-browed robe flew into the hall. He glanced at Lingyu and asked with concern: "Little Junior Brother, are you okay?"

Li Muran sensed that the spiritual pressure of the middle-aged man was unfathomable, and was obviously more powerful than Lingyu and the old man in green, and his face changed slightly.

"Is he a person in the Lingyi period? He is actually Lingyu's senior brother? Lingyu's master is the leader of the Weidao Sect, but this sect master is mediocre and is not a sword cultivator. It is impossible for him to teach such a powerful disciple. Well, the leader of the Weidao Sect once said that Lingyu followed the old man Tianjian to practice swords, so this middle-aged man is probably the disciple of the old man Tianjian." Li Muran thought about it and guessed the identity of the future.

"Young brother is fine, it's just Master..." Ling Yu looked sad. Although he escaped by himself, Master was still dead after all. Ling Yu couldn't help but feel sad, and tears fell again. He had practiced for hundreds of years before, and the tears he shed were not as good as those in just half an hour.

"Master has received your message of help, but he is in peace and is not willing to ask about the grudges outside the Tianjian Valley, so he only sent my senior brother to help. Unexpectedly, the Meizu is so fierce that he actually attacked here." The middle-aged man said with a frown, and then looked at Li Muran coldly.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his fingers. For a monk who reached his level of swordsmanship, he could use a powerful sword move by just popping out a sword technique with his bare hands.

Li Muran was extremely nervous. He looked at the other party without blinking. With his strength, he could not compete with the other party at all. Only when the other party took action with the special magical power of the Kongyumei, teleported and dodged, could there be a glimmer of hope.

"Stop" suddenly heard a sudden shout.

"It's the shopkeeper" Li Muran was happy, and he heard the identity of the person.

When the middle-aged man heard this sound, he was shocked all over and did not take action against Li Muran.

Sure enough, two rays of light flashed, and it was the shopkeeper and Feng Ming, but they were both quite embarrassed, and the phantoms they sacrificed were more or less damaged.

Feng Ming immediately flashed to Li Muran and asked, "Daigua, you can't die, right?"

Li Muran nodded: "You can still hold on"

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the shopkeeper without blinking, his expression was quite complicated.

"It's you"

"It's me"

The simple but profound question and answer of the two shocked Li Muran, Ling Yu and others.

"Senior Brother, do you actually recognize this Meizu leader?" Ling Yu asked in surprise.

"Chen Feng, don't be fine," said the shopkeeper: "If you haven't seen each other for two hundred years, your cultivation has increased a lot."

Li Muran was stunned when he heard this. He suddenly remembered that the shopkeeper had handed him a jade pendant before the war and told him that if he had the chance, he would hand the jade pendant to a monk named Liu Chenfeng in Tianjian Valley. The middle-aged man in front of him was mostly Liu Chenfeng.

"You stopped moving forward," Liu Chenfeng said lightly: "A person's charming journey was different two hundred years ago. I once said that when I see you again, I will never be ruthless.

"I remember." The shopkeeper nodded, then pointed to Li Muran and Feng Ming: "Take it off, after you kill me, let them go, they have no grudges and grudges with you."

"Why should I let them go? As long as it is a remnant of the Meizu, kill one when you see one," Liu Chenfeng said hatefully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Chenfeng raised his fingers and pointed at the shopkeeper.

"Brush" a sharp sword light cut through the void and appeared directly in front of the shopkeeper. The speed was so fast that the opponent had almost no time to respond.

However, with the strength of the shopkeeper, he should still be able to defend himself - but he did not resist at all.

"Puff" the shopkeeper's small half of his body and the little half of his phantom were cut off by this sword and then dispersed.

For the high-level Meizu monks, the body was destroyed by the small half, which was not too serious, but the Phantom was destroyed by the small half, which was extremely serious.

"Shopkeeper" Feng Ming was shocked, and she immediately rushed towards Liu Chenfeng. With Liu Chenfeng's sleeveless robe, a huge invisible force was rolled out, throwing Feng Ming dozens of feet away. Obviously, Feng Ming's strength was far from Liu Chenfeng's.

"Why don't you fight back?" Liu Chenfeng murmured, not exploding the second sword.

"It is better to die in your hands than to die in the hands of an unknown person," the shopkeeper said with a wry smile.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." Liu Chenfeng's eyes flashed sharply. He slowly raised his right hand and prepared to use the second sword technique.

"Stop" Li Muran hurriedly shouted loudly, and he said, "The shopkeeper has not made any progress in his cultivation over the years, it is because of you."

"Because of me?" Liu Chenfeng was stunned. He turned around and asked coldly to Li Muran: "What does this mean?"

Li Muran immediately took out the jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Liu Chenfeng: "Look at it, what is this?"

When Liu Chenfeng saw the jade pendant, his whole body trembled slightly, and his expression indeed showed an extremely complicated meaning.

Although Li Muran doesn't know what happened between Liu Chenfeng and the shopkeeper in two hundred years, it can be seen that these two are by no means ordinary enemy relationships.

Li Muran said: "During the war, the shopkeeper knew that life and death were unpredictable, so he handed the jade pendant to me and asked me to hand it over to the monk Liu Chenfeng of Tianjian Valley. I believe that I believe it is yours. This is probably the only wish of the shopkeeper."

"Although I don't know what happened between the shopkeeper and you, it is certain that the shopkeeper is also very painful for his Meizu identity. It was he who gathered like-minded Meizu monks and spent a lot of effort to study the treasure of the Dead Soul Pill. It can use the only divine thoughts in the dead body to refine the spiritual pill, thereby suppressing the Meizu monk's desire to eat."

"Just do this, the cultivation of Meizu monks will stop and it will be difficult to improve. Therefore, the shopkeeper's cultivation has not improved in the past two hundred years."

"The shopkeeper once said that every Meizu monk who enters Mengdiexuan and lives by relying on the Dead Soul Pill has his own reasons. I guess the shopkeeper's reason is probably because of yours."

When Liu Chenfeng heard this, he seemed quite excited. He said skeptically: "What you said is true?"

"It's true or false, you will know at a glance." Li Muran said, taking out a soul pill and throwing it to Liu Chenfeng.

Liu Chenfeng took the Dead Soul Pill, and just a little checked to know the authenticity.

He turned around and looked at the injured shopkeeper: "Why? You have always been quite conceited and attach the most importance to your cultivation. Why do you want to make a living with the soul pill of the dead, and would rather stop practicing for two hundred years?"

"Because the shopkeeper doesn't want to continue to be regarded as a monster by you," Feng Ming said leisurely: "I have also had this kind of experience. When you value someone enough, you will care about his opinion. If you are the monster in his eyes, you will try every means to change yourself and try to make yourself the same as him. You can give up any identity, race, and practice. Yun Yatou is like this, I am like this, the shopkeeper is like this, and this idiot is like this, and it is like this, too."

When Liu Chenfeng heard this, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He seemed to want to walk to the shopkeeper and heal his wounds, but it seemed that there was some invisible constraint that made him unable to move forward.

Finally, he sighed lightly and said, "Just think I've never been there."

After saying that, Liu Chenfeng picked up the injured Lingyu in his arms, then took him out of the hall, turned into a sword light, and flew into the distance.

The shopkeeper looked at the sword light that was gradually disappearing, dazed and dazed.

"How did you two come here? Yuan Ying and other fellow practitioners?" Li Muran asked the shopkeeper and Feng Ming.

The shopkeeper sighed: "After you led Ling Yu away, Feng Ming was worried, so he followed him, but when she felt that Ling Yu had captured you and led him to the guard gate. Later, Feng Ming and I broke through the encirclement and came to rescue you."

"As for the other colleagues, some were injured, some escaped by chance, and some died unfortunately."

Li Muran was silent when he heard this. Although it was common for him to suffer casualties in the war, he still couldn't help but feel very depressed after receiving the news.

After a moment of silence, Feng Ming said, "The shopkeeper plans to leave this place of right and wrong and travel around to see if he can find other ways to resolve the special features of the Meizu. I plan to go to Tianyao County with my sister, which is very far away from here. There are very few Meizu monks, and many people even don't know the existence of Meizu at all. For me, it may be possible to stay away from disputes and be a paradise. Fellow Daoist Li, do you want to go too?"

Feng Ming looked at Li Muran nervously and expectantly. Although she spoke tactfully, the affection in her words was intriguing.

Li Muran shook his head: "I have other things, so I won't go to Tianyao County. Although I have only been in Mengdiexuan for several months, I have been deeply cared for and guided by the two fellow Taoists. I am grateful for my future. If I can really find a solution to the different ways of the two clans of human charm, I will definitely come and reunite with the two fellow Taoists."
Chapter completed!