Although Lin Feng solemnly promised that his Shenyun Sword would not be tracked by the people of the Mingling Clan.

But in less than two hours, they had already noticed the Nether Spirit Clan's pursuers.

"Are these guys all born in the year of the dog? They caught up with us so quickly." Lin Feng was very angry.

But he soon calmed down: "There must be a very powerful master among these guys. If they continue like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape."

"For now, I have no choice but to act as bait to lure them away, giving you a chance to escape."

It has to be said that Zheng Yi really admires Lin Feng's character.

Whenever it comes to a life-and-death situation, this guy always takes the initiative to step forward and take responsibility, and never thinks of escaping.

If he was born in Dayu, Zheng Yi would definitely make use of this kid.

"No!" Su Yao refused decisively: "We are together, at least our fighting power can be guaranteed. Even if we really can't escape, we still have a chance to fight to the death."

"Let's ask you to divert the pursuers. Let's not talk about whether it is possible to divert them. Even if you divert them, what can you do if they catch up with you?"

Lin Feng said without thinking: "Fight with those guys from the Nether Spirit Clan. If they want to take my life, I will make them pay several times the price at least."

Zheng Yi shook his head secretly. This kid was still too young and could only show off his bravery for a while, but he would never achieve anything great.

In comparison, Su Yao's performance was much more impressive.

"Brother Lin, you are wrong. Our strength is weaker than theirs. The number of pursuers should be much larger than ours."

"If we separate at this time, it will only give the other side a chance to defeat us one by one."

"Rather than facing it alone, it's better for all of us to be together. This way, even when it comes to the final fight, we will have more means to deal with it."

Bai Zhirui secretly sighed in her heart: "I didn't expect this girl to be so powerful at the critical moment."

She had always thought of Su Yao as a love-brained person, but now she had a new respect for her.

“No matter how high or low the cultivation level of these cultivators is, they have all gone through a lot of hardships to climb to their current position, so no one should be underestimated.” Zheng Yi secretly reminded his apprentice.

Finally, Lin Feng was persuaded by Su Yao and gave up the idea of ​​acting as bait alone to lure away the enemy.

"But if we don't lure the enemy away, with our strength, it will be difficult to get rid of these ghost spirits."

"Hahahaha!" The sound of wild laughter shook the heaven and earth.

"A few human juniors actually dreamed of escaping from my hands. How foolish!"

Just as the word "think" came to her mind, a ray of silver light, like a star falling from the sky, landed in front of Bai Zhirui in the blink of an eye.

When the silver light faded away, a monk from the Netherworld clan appeared, who was about five feet tall, with a shriveled and thin body.

This man's skin was like dry bark, hard and cracked. He had long limbs, a pale face and no beard.

If he hadn't been wearing a green cloth robe, people would have suspected that he was a tree spirit.

The moment they saw each other, Lin Feng and Su Yao both exclaimed at the same time.

"Demon Lord Huiyue?"

Hearing the two people calling out his name at once, a smug smile appeared on the dry old face of Demon Lord Huiyue.

Even these younger generations of the human race could recognize him at once, which shows how famous his name is.

"Since you have recognized me, why don't you accept your death obediently, or I will take action and you will suffer a lot in vain."

Although Bai Zhirui didn't know who this person was, just by looking at the aura he exuded, she knew that he was definitely a strong enemy.

In the Canglan Realm, the war between the human race and the Nether Spirit Clan lasted for an unknown amount of time.

The two sides have already been fighting to the death.

The opponent's master appeared here, obviously he had made up his mind to kill.

"You are no match for me, run away now!" The moment he saw the other party through the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yi hurriedly said to Bai Zhirui: "Tell Lin Feng to use his Shenyun Sword."

At the same time, a divine thought like a raging storm gushed out from Bai Zhirui's chest.

This divine thought was unprecedentedly powerful, as if the ocean waves could instantly engulf Demon Lord Huiyue.

The fluctuation of divine thoughts that seemed to be real made both Lin Feng and Su Yao dumbfounded.

They knew that Bai Zhirui was very powerful.

Although he has only reached the Foundation Establishment stage, with the help of his skills, he can easily kill cultivators of the same level.

The problem is, the situation is completely different now!

Demon Lord Huiyue is a well-known master among the Mingling clan.

It is unknown how many famous human cultivators died tragically at his hands.

This guy is always known for his ruthless methods. No matter whether they are human or ghost, he will never show mercy when killing.

Such a great master suffered a loss at the hands of Bai Zhirui just after they met?
At this moment, they even thought in their hearts, could they win this time?

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

After defeating Huiyue Demon Lord with one move, Bai Zhirui anxiously shouted to Lin Feng: "Shenyun Sword, run!"

Although Lin Feng is a bit reckless, he is, after all, a disciple who is being trained as the focus of the sect.

I immediately understood what Bai Zhirui meant.

He decisively summoned the Shenyun Sword, waited for Bai Zhirui and Su Yao to jump onto the flying sword, mobilized all his strength, and fled madly.

Are you kidding? Do these little foundation-building cultivators really think they can defeat the great Jindan masters?

If the powerful beings of the Dark Spirit Clan really only have this much ability.

The Mingling Clan of the Canglan Realm has probably been wiped out by humans long ago.

"Assholes! I will tear you into pieces!" He originally thought that he was just dealing with a few young humans. Wouldn't that be a piece of cake?
Not to mention a few younger disciples, even the leaders of the human race’s sects and the like, Demon Lord Huiyue was not afraid at all.

But he never expected that he had just found these human guys and had not had time to take action before he suffered a big loss.

Although he was not seriously injured, he still had a difficult time dealing with it.

This scene was seen clearly by other members of the Nether Spirit Clan who happened to arrive later.

This made Demon Lord Huiyue feel even more embarrassed.

Seeing Lin Feng's flying sword shooting away like a meteor.

The moonlight around Demon Lord Huiyue suddenly spread out and collided with the overwhelming divine thoughts, crushing all of the tide-like divine thoughts in an instant.

Under the moonlight, this ruthless demon lord actually looked somewhat holy.

Demon Lord Huiyue, who crushed the divine thoughts, did not stop and kept locking onto the flying sword.

He stretched out his hand and the moonlight in his hand also condensed into the shape of a sword.

"Death to me!"

The flying sword formed by the moonlight had already caught up with Lin Feng's Deep Cloud Sword in a breath. The Deep Cloud Sword, which was as fast as a shuttle, seemed to be motionless in front of the moonlight flying sword.

Lin Feng was desperately activating the Shenyun Sword and had no time to care about anything else.

Su Yao only had time to issue a warning: "Be careful!"

There is no other way to respond.

Bai Zhirui's reaction was a little faster than Su Yao's.

But even though she tried to use her skills to resist, she was simply not fast enough.

"In order to hunt down a few young cultivators from the human race, they actually sent out such a master. What on earth do the Nether Spirit Clan want to do?"

This thought flashed through Zheng Yi's mind, but now is not the time to think about these things. The main task is to save people.

Without caring about anything else, Zheng Yi directly used the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror to control the fragments of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.

"White Lotus is coming!"

This Demon Lord Huiyue is definitely a powerful enemy that Zheng Yi has rarely encountered in his life.

If his true form appeared, he would definitely not be a match for Demon Lord Huiyue.

However, now with the help of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror, Zheng Yi's strength has improved by several levels.

Bai Zhirui's white lotus magic weapon spun out, forming a huge white lotus in the air, covering the three of them.

The white lotus had just appeared when the Yuehua Flying Sword crashed into it.

boom!
It was like the sound of a bronze bell exploding, as if it had turned into substance and spread out in all directions.

Within a radius of several thousand meters, countless birds and beasts were killed by the sound.

Even some of the weaker cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan were shaken to their core.

After suffering such a heavy blow, the phantom formed by the White Lotus magic weapon dissipated like pieces of broken glass.

Bai Zhirui's face turned pale, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down weakly.

"Sister Bai, are you okay?" Su Yao caught the fallen Bai Zhirui and took out a pill and threw it into her mouth.

At this critical moment, Bai Zhirui believed that Su Yao had no reason to harm her.

Swallow the pill in one gulp.

As soon as she took the pill, it turned into a warm current of gentle spiritual power, flowing into her limbs and bones in the blink of an eye, nourishing her damaged meridians.

Even if the effectiveness of this pill is not as good as the Yuanrong Pill that Su Yao just gave him, it is definitely a top-grade pill.

She couldn't help but feel sad, fortunately she handled it properly and didn't really offend Su Yao.

Otherwise, the other party would not have taken out such a good medicine to save himself, right?

On the other side, Zheng Yi was not having a good time either. His internal organs felt like they were churning. If the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror had not blocked most of the impact, he would have been seriously injured this time.

This fight also strengthened Zheng Yi's determination to go to other worlds.

Only when he reaches those places can his strength be improved to a higher level instead of stopping there.

The Moon Flower Flying Sword was blocked for a moment, and although it did not dissipate on the spot, its power had obviously decreased a lot.

Lin Feng did not miss this opportunity. He bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto his flying sword, then tried his best to activate the sect's secret technique.

The speed at which the Yunshen Sword was surrounded by blood suddenly increased by more than double, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan all looked unhappy.

"Didn't we say that those we were hunting down were just some of the younger generations of the human race? How come there are still such powerful masters?"

Although Demon Lord Huiyue did not use his full strength just now, his strength is there after all.

His strength is a whole realm higher than that of other cultivators, and the gap between the two sides is almost crushing.

The move just now seemed ordinary, but the number of Mingling people present who could withstand it and survive could be counted on one hand.

And those younger generations of the human race not only took on the hateful attack from Demon Lord Huiyue, but were able to take the opportunity to escape.

Could it be that among the younger generation of the other side there is a strong one who can fight against Demon Lord Huiyue?
Everyone shuddered at the thought. If Demon Lord Huiyue wasn't here, wouldn't they all die here?

"We may have fallen into their trap."

"These despicable humans may have known our plan for a long time, so they are taking advantage of our plan."

"That's right. Otherwise, how could such a powerful master appear here?"

"The opponent may be very powerful, but I think he is at most at the peak of the foundation building stage. At most, he has some magical tools that we don't know about."

"Those weak human cultivators only rely on these magic weapons."

"If they were really that powerful, how could the people we sent to ambush them cause so many casualties to them?"

"But all our people were wiped out." This man's words were immediately refuted by others.

"If the other side really has a master of this strength, it is impossible that those lurking people did not pass on any intelligence at all."

"It would be strange if we could pass on any information if we encountered such an expert."

Just as they were about to quarrel, the hoarse voice of Demon Lord Huiyue interrupted everyone.

"Shut up, everyone! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind quieting my ears for a while."

In an instant, the surroundings became extremely quiet, even the sound of breathing became barely perceptible.

Everyone understands that Demon Lord Huiyue must be in a bad mood right now.

If you accidentally offend him at this time, you can imagine the consequences.

"The reason why those useless cultivators of the human race were able to block my attack was simply because they relied on the power of magic weapons."

"Although that guy blocked my attack, he himself is not much better. Even if he doesn't die, at most he can only breathe his last."

"Go after them now. Once you catch these human cultivators, I will give you all the remaining items, except for the White Lotus magical weapon that just blocked my attack."

In addition to being terrified, the hearts of the people of the Mingling clan were also burning with anxiety. Although their clan was powerful, they were extremely poor at refining magical instruments.

In the battle with the human race, once the situation enters into a confrontation between magical weapons, the Nether Spirit Clan are often the ones who suffer.

Most of these people used magical weapons that were snatched from human cultivators.

With Demon Lord Huiyue's temper, no matter what benefits he got, they would all belong to him alone.

Even if others were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say a word.

But now, in order to capture those human monks, Demon Lord Huiyue can even separate those magical weapons. How can they not be excited?
As for whether Demon Lord Huiyue would go back on his word, they had never worried about that.

Although this demon lord is greedy and vindictive by nature.

But as a demon king, his words still count. (End of this chapter)