As expected, the strength of the True Yuan realm, both in terms of sword intent and speed, was superior to Ye Qianhe's.
If it were Ling Chuxi in the past, she might not even have a chance to escape when faced with such strength, but having just been promoted to the peak of Dzogchen, Ling Chuxi's heart was burning with a strong will to fight.
"Let's go." Ling Chuxi kicked Jiang Wuhen far away, and then struck the opponent with a sword.
The Luochen Sword let out a dragon roar, and the spiral battle energy accumulated in Fanyun Jue was released out of thin air, making a loud and muffled sound like thunder.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" The leading man in black snorted contemptuously, and struck out faster with the sword in his hand.
The two swords intersected and made a crisp sound, creating a dazzling spark. With the two people at the center, a water-like brilliance rippled out.
The ghost shadow was so shocked that he took a few steps back, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Although Ling Chuxi had reached the peak of Great Perfection, there was an essential gap between her strength and his True Yuan realm. He never thought that Ling Chuxi would rely on
The spiral battle energy accumulated in Fanyun Jue can actually have such power.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the opponent to be knocked back, Ling Chuxi shouted "Quickly!" and then flew back. She had already used her strongest strength, but could only knock the opponent back a few steps. Why not run away?
Die? She's not that stupid.
Ling Yichen moved his feet, protected behind Ling Chuxi, and followed her steps to escape.
"It's not that easy to escape." Guiying was careless for a moment and was taken advantage of by Ling Chuxi. He was angry, snorted coldly and chased Ling Chuxi and the other two.
Just in the blink of an eye, several figures disappeared from sight.
Jiang Wuhen fell to the ground lightly, and Ling Chuxi's kick seemed to be random, but the force was extremely clever, sending him far away without causing any harm to him.
Jiang Wuhen only ran a few steps and then stopped, because Guiying and the others were only focused on chasing Ling Chuxi and the other two, and no one cared about his life or death at all.
"Ling Chuxi, do you still regard me as your companion?" Jiang Wuhen looked at the direction where Ling Chuxi and the others disappeared, and his expression became complicated. He stood there in a daze, looking at Ling Chuxi and the others.
There was no movement in the direction of the disappearance. For a long time, he looked up to the sky, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath, as if he was making some difficult decision.
"Come out, I know you are here." Finally, Jiang Wuhen sighed and said lightly. There was no one outside, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
"Young Master." A wrinkled old man appeared in front of Jiang Wuhen. He was wearing a coarse robe and his body was stooped. He looked as if he might fall to the ground and die at any time, but his eyes occasionally revealed a fascinating light.
The brilliance of the soul.
"Grandpa Qing, I need your help." Jiang Wuhen looked at the old man and said.
"The master wants you to go back." The old man ignored Jiang Wuhen's words and said to himself.
"I said I would never return to the Feng family again." Jiang Wuhen said with an indifferent expression.
"Since you have decided never to return to the Feng family, then you are no longer a member of the Feng family, why should I help you?" the old man asked with a more indifferent expression.
"Grandpa Qing, you have watched me grow up. Let me beg you. Help me this time." There was a hint of pleading in Jiang Wuhen's tone that he had never seen before. Ling Chuxi was in such a situation.
, but still considered his safety and sent him away, not wanting anything to happen to him. Time and time again. The word companion, he once thought was so far away. However, now he feels warmer than ever before.