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Han Yun stood up gently from behind the rock, stood quietly for a while, then lifted his spirit and sneaked over. Xie Kun, Dao Yuanwei, and Chu Junchuo formed a font with five or six meters apart, and the faint golden elixir behind him was as high as three meters high, which was very majestic and domineering.

Chu Junchuo's long sword exuded a fierce sword intent, and slowly rotated around Chu Junchuo like a loyal guard. A green-light bowl-shaped magic weapon was covered with a green light on his head, as if he was wearing a cuckold, and the broad forehead was green. The bowl-shaped magic weapon sprinkled with green light, covering Dao Yuanwei's whole body. Xie Kun did not sacrifice the body-protecting magic weapon, but just used a layer of body-protecting light shield.

"Xie Kun has the highest cultivation level, so kill him first!" Han Yun measured it and decided to sneak attack Xie Kun, the evil old man. It is unlikely that ordinary magic weapons will hurt the Jindan stage cultivator, so Han Yun planned to use spiritual fire to stir-fry Old Man Xie. Han Yun carefully sneaked into the place seven or eight feet in front of Xie Kun, and found that the three of them were still closing their eyes to exercise their skills. He was secretly happy. A yellow-purple flame the size of a chrysanthemum appeared on his right palm.

Although Xie Kun and the other two were using their skills to resist the illusion of the red shore flower, they still had a thread of spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the situation around them. Han Yun released the Jedi Zihuang, and naturally generated spiritual power fluctuations. The three people with their eyes closed tightly opened their eyes at the same time, and three scattered spiritual powers crashed towards the spiritual power fluctuations.

Damn, I didn’t expect to be surrounded by Europe and steal chickens and lose some rice!

A layer of tortoise shell suddenly appeared on Han Yun's body, and his limbs shrank inward, and he turned into a turtle with a head-retracted turtle. He was hit by three spiritual powers and turned on at high speed. Fortunately, the three of them were in the shape of a font, and the three spiritual powers collided with each other, which eliminated most of the spiritual power. With the Qiankun Xuan Turtle shell, Han Yun was not injured.

Han Yun suddenly came out of the turtle shell, turned around and ran away, his body was still stuck in the turtle shell, like a turtle standing straight away, and when he passed by Feng Duo, he lifted him up.

Buzz!

With a sound of sword, the sword intent instantly surged into the sky, and a cold star suddenly appeared. It did not stab Han Yun, but slashed towards the other side of the flower on the rock. Chu Junchuo had obviously detected the location of the body of the flower on the other side of the flower.

Ga~

Wherever the sword light passed, the red flower on the other side screamed like life, and the flowers turned red and fled into Jue Valley. As soon as the red flower disappeared, the strong fragrance of flowers quickly disappeared, and the illusion in front of Chu Junchuo and others disappeared immediately.

When Chu Junchuo saw the "turtle spirit" running towards the depths of Jue Valley with Fengduo in his arms, he was stunned at first, and then shouted in a delicate voice, and the yellow shadow flashed and disappeared from the spot.

However, Xie Kun rushed towards Daoyuanwei like an illusion, and his spiritual power was slapped out. Daoyuanwei Ji's "cuckold" magic weapon resisted the attack and fled back to the valley entrance. The angry Xie Kun naturally chased him. The group of sinned prisoners must have killed the disciples who were guarding and rebelled, and the Xingtian sword intent naturally fell into Daoyuanwei's hands. Xingtian sword intent was the only token to start the key gate of the ghost and dead wood ghost domain, and Xie Kun naturally wanted to retake it back.

Han Yun carried Feng Duo, who was exhausted, and ran towards the depths of Jue Valley. Chu Junchuo was covered with frost and chased him in the air. She had long recognized that the "turtle spirit" was Han Yun, and she was both hated and angry: "This little thief has so many tricks, invisible clothes, drilled in the gourd, and now she is still drilled in the turtle shell. The most hateful thing is that he actually wanted to use the cover of the other side flower to sneak attack the three golden elixirs. He really didn't know how high the sky was!"

"Han Yun, let Duo'er go!" Chu Junchuo's figure flashed and instantly stopped in front of Han Yun. Han Yun suddenly stood still, blocking Feng Duo, who was like a dead dog, and pressed his throat with his left hand, staring at Chu Junchuo coldly.

Chu Junchuo's eyes met Han Yun, his eyes fluctuated involuntarily, his face slowed down a little, and he said lightly: "Let Feng Duo be released immediately!"

Han Yun suddenly smiled and said coldly: "Person Chu, why should I listen to you? Now I am no longer a disciple of the Kumu Sect. Please use the identity of the lord to suppress others!"

A trace of anger flashed in Chu Junchuo's eyes. Han Yun's unfamiliar and cold attitude made her feel uncomfortable. Her face couldn't help but become a little cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Will you let it go?"

Han Yun looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water and said very alone: ​​"Don't let it go! You bite me!"

"You are looking for death!" Chu Junchuo angrily rebuked, his murderous aura was filled with the sky, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed, and the sword intent locked Han Yun with a scattered heart. Han Yun instantly seemed to thorns on his back, as if there were tens of millions of sword tips facing him. As long as there were a little abnormal movement, tens of thousands of swords immediately added to the top of tens of millions of dollars.

puff!

A yellow-purple yellow flame appeared in Han Yun's right palm. It was the spiritual fire, Jedi Zihuang. As long as you press Fengduo's head gently, the guy immediately turned into ashes. Han Yun looked at Chu Junchuo with an expressionless face and said indifferently: "Remember what you promised?"

Chu Junchuo was slightly stunned, his pretty face was slightly shy, and he snorted coldly and put away his sword and returned to the sheath. Seeing this, Han Yun couldn't help but smile proudly. Chu Junchuo was slightly angry and said coldly: "Even if you don't move the sword, you can take your life!"

Han Yun smiled indifferently and said, "I know this. It's no difference for you whether you use a sword or not. But you are a woman, and it's a man's business to move a sword!" He said, "He smiled.

Chu Junchuo frowned, a little confused about Han Yun's words. He savored them carefully, but he didn't understand the mystery. However, he always felt that Han Yun's smile was a bit dirty and vulgar. He couldn't figure out what Han Yun meant, so he had to say coldly: "It's good to know, let Feng Duo go!"

Han Yun curled his lips and said, "Are you a fool, or are you a silly girl? Just let me go!"

"You..." Chu Junchuo's eyes rose with murderous aura. No one dared to tease him like this, this damn little thief. Han Yun faced Chu Junchuo's gaze without fear, and the flames in his right hand made a crackling sound. Chu Junchuo forced his anger down, pursed his lips tightly, stared at Han Yun calmly, and said indifferently: "What do you want?"

Seeing that Chu Junchuo had surrendered, Han Yun felt very uncomfortable and said to himself: "It seems that she is very concerned about Feng Duo, a young disciple, but she pursues me mercilessly!" Han Yun became a little unbalanced, and the Jedi Zihuang Peng burst out on his palm.

Honey ~

"No!" Chu Junchuo screamed in surprise, and was about to stop him, but Han Yun put away Jedi Zihuang. A smell of burnt hair came, and Feng Duo's black hair was burned out of strength, curled up like a bird's nest. Han Yun smiled and said, "Sorry, this spiritual fire often gets out of control, it makes your good disciple's hair fever, it's a sin!"

"You..." Chu Junchuo was so angry that he shivered slightly. Han Yun smiled disapprovingly and said, "What's wrong? He wants to kill me, but I can't just burn his hair at all. I feel sorry for your good disciple!" The tone sounded sour.
Chapter completed!