"Brother, wait!"

Seeing this, Jun Tianfeng hurriedly chased after him, and the sword light cut through the remaining yin energy.

He is a heroic person and likes to make friends, especially the powerful sword cultivators, who want to meet him.

The mysterious sword cultivator in front of him killed the ghost general in full state, and his strength was one level higher than him.

Such a stunning and stunning figure is a rare figure even in Shu.

But this man was cold-hearted and after killing the ghost general, he stopped without intention and left freely.

Such a charm made Jun Tianfeng more and more in love, and he was eager to meet and make friends.

He flew with his sword all the way, but he chased him farther and farther away, and he could no longer see the back of the man.

"What a pity!"

Jun Tianfeng shook his head and sighed, touching his old wounds on his body and causing severe pain in his chest.

The other party had already noticed his existence, but he was unwilling to meet him, obviously he looked down on him.

He Jun Tianfeng considered himself to be one of the few geniuses among the younger generation of sword cultivators in Shu.

For a long time, Jun Tianfeng has never been convinced by others except for the three sword immortals. Now he finally meets a person who is beyond his reach.

Jun Tianfeng sighed and turned toward Shuzhong. Now that Boy Ming is dead, no one is chasing him, he can return safely.

In the next few days, he was safe and safe along the way. Even if he met the You Gui army, he could handle it with ease and calmly.

"Um!"

On this day, Jun Tianfeng slowly closed his breath and ended Ling Xiao's breathing practice.

The serious injuries on his body have been healed for 70% to 80%. Even if he sees the boy Ming again, he can still kill him under the sword.

Now, you can already see the outline of the passage into Shu, and in another two or three days, you can step on the plank road.

At this time, the depths of the dark clouds not far away suddenly rolled a few times, and a circular column of light rose into the sky.

The familiar sword light is a fellow disciple of the Lingxiao lineage.

Moreover, although the sword light was dazzling, it was shaking and obviously was under the impact.

This fellow disciple is already in siege and on the verge of collapse.

Jun Tianfeng took a deep breath, reached out and pointed forward, the sword light was like a plow, plowing the evil ghost in front of him.

The "waves" that appear on both sides are the broken limbs of the ghost, mixed with dirty yin energy.

"Who is the fellow disciple in front of you? Jun Tianfeng is here!"

Jun Tianfeng spoke loudly, covering the surrounding area of ​​a hundred acres, and could hear clearly in every corner.

The round light column shook a few times, and a happy voice came out, "Senior Brother Juntian, junior brother is Mi Changgu!"

Jun Tianfeng thought for a few minutes, and finally, in his memory, he summoned the image of the relative name.

"So it's Junior Brother Mi, come and talk!"

Jun Tianfeng's palm slid, and the sword shadow superimposed into thick wings, cutting through the thick group of evil ghosts.

The evil ghosts were broken, leaving empty passages, inside which was a messy rice Changgu.

"Mi Changgu, you are so incompetent. How many evil ghosts will force you to this point?"

Jun Tianfeng glanced around and watched Mi Changgu's evil ghosts, all of them were incompetent ghosts.

Such ghosts can be dealt with by ordinary disciples of Lingxiao. Why did they get to Mi Changgu’s place and become dangerous?

"wrong!"

Jun Tianfeng's eyes fell on Mi Changgu's face and found that his cheeks were completely blood-colored, and it was obvious that he was injured.

Thinking of Mi Changgu’s situation again, this person has become famous in recent years. What kind of ghost can hurt him?

"If Senior Brother Juntian hadn't taken action, I would have fallen today!"

Mi Changgu took a breath, came to Jun Tianfeng, and bowed.

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

Jun Tianfeng did not pretend to behave in front of Mi Changgu, but in a simple and simple sentence, he showed the majestic aura of being a senior brother.

Mi Changgu shook his head and sighed, "I'm young and energetic. When I met a ghost general, I still wanted to kill him, but I was injured by him with one hammer."

Looking back on the previous scene, he felt really cold.

At the beginning, Mi Changgu was still full of expectations and could kill the Ghost General with his own hands.

Until he met a ghost general, he was in danger after a few fights, but was beaten to vomit blood and injured by the other party.

He finally used the secret technique to escape from General Ghost and escaped all the way here, but ended up in the Great Ghost Formation and almost died.

"You mean, this time I bet with a sword cultivator, so I took the risk of going out?"

Jun Tianfeng frowned. What kind of sword cultivator disciple is worthy of Ling Xiao’s betting.

"The other party is the young mountain master of Xueding Mountain, named Fang Dou, and his strength is not weak!"

Mi Changgu's "not weak" has already made a high praise for the sword cultivators outside the three schools.

"Fang Dou!"

Jun Tianfeng chewed the name a few times, but he did not associate him with the previous mysterious sword cultivator.

After all, Fang Dou and Mi Changgu had a gambling battle, and their strength must be at the same level.

But the mysterious sword cultivator was enough to kill the ghost general who could not even defeat him, and the two were judged immediately.

"Now you are injured too, so that's the end. I'll take you back to Shuzhong!"

Jun Tianfeng raised his hand and immediately made a decision for Mi Changgu.

After hearing this, Mi Changgu felt unwilling to accept it, but he knew that he had injured himself and was already exhausted.

I happened to meet Jun Tianfeng, so I could go back to Shuzhong with him.

"Let's go!"

Mi Changgu, looking around at a loss, but didn't know where Fang Dou was?

This year's Ghost-killing Festival seems particularly fierce.

It was just a vanguard force, even the Ghost General came out. If it was until July 15th, what would it turn out?

Finally, he nodded, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he left with Jun Tianfeng.

Jun Tianfeng was also full of thoughts when Mi Changgu didn't see the place.

"Who is that mysterious sword cultivator?"

The two Lingxiao disciples began to control the sword light, one strong and the other weak, complementing each other, breaking through the dark clouds in the sky, and flying towards the plank road entering Shu.

At the same time, Fang Dou is in a tough battle.

A fat ghost general, with his feet on the ground and his hands holding big hammers, was fighting fiercely.

"I just met a cavalryman, and now I'm a stepman again!"

Fang Dou didn't expect that he was so lucky. He just finished posing and took a few steps, and met a ghost general again.

The ghost general in front of him, even if he is not as powerful as a cavalry general in his prime, is still firmly above him.

This ghost general has a fat body, a big belly, and can run a horse with his arms. The two big iron hammers on his hands look like solid iron balls.

Although the hammer is heavy, the other party is waving it, it is airtight.

Fang Dou used his flying sword several times, trying to find a gap, but he was knocked away by a hammer and sparks flew everywhere.

The tailor's sword technique, who is best at walking in small ways, was not found at all in front of two big hammers.

"This is the strength of General Quansheng Ghost!"

Fang Dou couldn't help but be amazed, and finally realized that General Ghost is of this level of power.

Instead of using the ghost general in the ghost book, he wanted to take the opportunity to hone his sword skills and rely on his own strength to kill the double-hammered ghost general.

So, Fang Dou began to fall into a tough battle.
Chapter completed!