"Senior Brother Xuanfeng, be careful!"

"Fifth Senior Brother! Hurry back! ”

After hearing the exclamation, the rest of the people hurriedly turned their heads to follow the voice, but saw that the old master and the young Taoist priest actually rose into the air together, shouting for Xuan Feng to quickly retreat, and rushed towards Xuan Feng with all his strength, and the long sword that the young Taoist priest had been carrying behind him had been unsheathed, and was being held in his hand at this moment.

When everyone looked at Xuan Feng again, everyone's faces showed a deep shock.

I saw that Xuan Feng, who was still in high spirits just now, condescending like a god to launch a crazy attack on Wang Yue, had already flown out a hundred meters away at this moment, and his appearance was extremely embarrassed.

The originally clean and tidy Dao robe was full of holes at the moment, and there were still wisps of blood seeping out of the broken Dao robe, and Xuan Feng's tall and strong body was like a candle before the wind and a lamp in the rain at this time, and it looked like it would fall from mid-air at any time.

Just when everyone looked at Xuan Feng, Xuan Feng suddenly said, "Wow! A large pool of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and everyone who watched was worried.

Obviously, the regret mountain recipe was broken, and the backlash caused by Xuan Feng was extremely terrifying, even with his cultivation, he was completely unable to bear it, if it weren't for his profound cultivation, he was afraid that he would have been killed directly on the spot at this moment.

At the same time, the fist that pierced through the Regret Mountain Jue with one punch just now had not yet dissipated, and it was blasting towards Xuanfeng with unabated momentum at this moment.

After seeing the power of Wang Yue's fist, with Xuan Feng's current state, no one would think that he would be able to block the next punch.

Looking at the fist gang that was getting closer and closer to him, and rapidly enlarged in his eyes, Xuan Feng's face showed a look of fear for the first time.

After the regrettable mountain was pierced, he received a huge backlash, many meridians in his body burst open, and the spiritual energy in the dantian flowed everywhere in his body, causing him to completely lose his combat ability at this moment, and even stabilizing his body in mid-air was extremely reluctant.

And Wang Yue's fist gang has slowed down after breaking through the Regret Mountain Jue, and even he can clearly see the attack trajectory of the fist gang now, but he is completely incapable of resisting or dodging.

Although the speed of the fist gang has decreased, its power has not diminished in the slightest, if it is hit by the fist, Xuan Feng has no doubt that he will be beaten into pieces of flesh by a punch without the ability to resist, he does not feel that his physical body can be stronger than the golden palm of the Regret Mountain Jue.

Xuan Feng wanted to open his mouth to shout for help, but there were more than a dozen senior brothers below, if they could make a move, it would not be a problem to block this fatal blow.

However, when he just opened his mouth to call for help, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", his face turned a few points whiter, his body shook a few times in mid-air, and he almost fell headlong.

Just when Xuan Feng was about to close his eyes and wait for death to come, a figure with an ancient sword and another old man with white hair quickly swept through the air from the side, aiming directly at the fist gang that he was speeding into.

And after seeing the identity of the person who came, Xuan Feng suddenly shouted excitedly: "Senior brother in charge, junior brother, save me!" ”

At this critical moment, the old master and the young Taoist priest finally rushed over, allowing Xuan Feng to see the hope of survival in a desperate situation, if there was a chance to live, of course no one wanted to die.

What's more, it is a person like Xuan Feng who has cultivated to a high level, his life span is still very long, and there are countless glory and wealth waiting for him to enjoy, if he dies like this, how can he be willing.

Just in Xuan Feng's expectant gaze, the young Taoist priest took the lead, and his speed was even faster than that of the old master, and when he was less than ten steps away from the fist that was rapidly blasting towards Xuan Feng, the long sword blade in his hand turned, and then a sword slashed horizontally, and suddenly a semi-condensed sword light gushed out from the blade, and rushed straight to the fist gang.

The old man who followed him silently recited a few words of magic at the door, and then pointed out, and a milky white streamer shot out like a sharp arrow.

The two of them rushed from the side, and the two attacks were just as Fist Gang was about to hit Xuan Feng, and intercepted Fist Gang at the same time.

Just when the fist gang was about to bombard Xuan Feng's body, a sword and a finger arrived in time and collided with the fist gang first.

Just listen to "Boom! There were two explosions, and two vague waves of aura explosion exploded two steps in front of Xuan Feng's body, and under the impact of the two powerful explosions, Xuan Feng's body like a remnant candle in front of the wind was suddenly lifted out.

And in the midst of the two waves of qi, a half-human-high fist broke through the waves, and pursued straight towards Xuanfeng, who flew out upside down.

At this moment, the fist gang looks obviously not as majestic as before, and the fist gang that was originally condensed into substance is now only in a translucent state, and it seems that it has suffered a lot of damage in the two volleys just now.

It's just that the sword and fingerprints of the volley fist gang completely dissipated in mid-air, and he failed to continue to pursue Xiang Fist Gang.

The old master and the young Taoist priest who had made moves successively paused slightly at the same time in mid-air, although the pause was imperceptible, and almost no one could find it.

But because of this pause, the distance between the two of them and Fist Gang was pulled away again, and although Xuan Feng's figure was also flying backwards, his speed was not the same as Fist Gang, and he was caught up almost in the blink of an eye.

"Don't! Stop! ”

"Fifth junior brother, be careful!"

The old master and the young Taoist priest chased after them all the way, and their eyes were cracked, and they roared again and again, only hating that they couldn't give birth to a pair of wings to catch up quickly.

However, with the roar of the two of them alone, it was obviously impossible to stop Wang Yue's punch.

Just as the two of them watched, the translucent fist caught up with Xuan Feng who was flying in mid-air in the blink of an eye, and then in Xuan Feng's terrified gaze, the fist gang engulfed his whole person, except for a faint muffled sound, there was no other sound, but Xuan Feng's whole person suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a rain of blood and drifting down.

"Five Senior Brothers!!

Looking at Xuan Feng, who turned into a rain of blood and died without a corpse, the old boss roared in grief, connected the dots under his feet, and his body rushed to the place where Xuan Feng died, looking at the blood and broken flesh all over the ground, he fell to the ground with a poof, and two lines of old tears involuntarily poured out of his eyes.

"Fifth Senior Brother...... Why are you so reckless...... Senior Brother Xuancheng has already said that you are not his opponent, why are you still so capable...... Now let me, a white-haired man, send a black-haired man......"

The old boss wept bitterly beside Xuanfeng's bones with a handful of snot and tears, his face full of grief.

Compared with the other juniors, the old master's age is dozens of years older, so in the eyes of the old master, all the juniors and disciples are like children in his eyes, no matter how old they are.

And now that Xuan Feng died tragically in front of his eyes, how could he accept this, it can really be said that a white-haired person sent a black-haired person, and now he only hates himself for not being able to go faster.

Otherwise, as long as he could block the attack in time, Xuan Feng would not have died miserably.

And at the moment when Xuan Feng was dying, the look of fear and pleading in his eyes still echoed in the heart of the old master at this moment, and it lasted for a long time.

If possible, he would rather die in place of his junior brother, as long as he can protect his beloved relatives and friends, what can his life be worth.

Anyway, he has lived long enough in this life, and he has long seen through the red dust, except for his juniors and disciples, as well as the grass and trees in Wudang Mountain, there is nothing in this world that can attract him anymore.

If you can exchange your desireless soul for the young lives of your juniors, why not.

It's a pity that there are so many ifs in the world, and the current fact is that Xuan Feng was smashed by Wang Yue on the spot.

And with Xuan Feng's cultivation, he has not been able to cultivate a soul that is so strong that it will not be extinguished for a hundred years like the powerhouse of the Earth Immortal Realm, under Wang Yue's extremely fierce punch just now, even if Xuan Feng's soul is not shattered, I am afraid it is almost the same, at least the old master has not been able to feel a trace of soul breath around, which means that Xuan Feng is a real sense of death and death, and his soul is scattered.

Looking at the old master who was kneeling on the ground and crying constantly, the young Taoist priest standing behind him couldn't help but shake the hilt of the Xuantie sword in his hand, and an irrepressible anger flashed in his eyes.

For Xuan Feng, who was bombarded, the young Taoist priest didn't have much emotion in his heart, not because the age gap between the two was too big.

Mainly because Xuan Feng's character is too arrogant, and he is a disciple who is highly valued by his master, his cultivation has overpowered Xuan Feng early, and of course Xuan Feng is not convinced by this, although he is not his opponent in cultivation, but in other aspects, he can always find opportunities to make things difficult for him.

Therefore, for such a senior brother, he really can't have too many feelings in his heart.

But for the old master, he still has a lot of feelings in his heart, since the day he went up the mountain, it has always been this senior brother who has taken care of his daily life, and has to take care of many problems in cultivating for him.

And after the master was feathered, the senior brother succeeded to the head, and he himself was still young, and the senior brother in charge still did not forget to take care of him in addition to being busy.

In the heart of the young Taoist priest, the old master, just like his master, is absolutely not to be bullied, even if he himself will laugh and play with the old master on weekdays, but if someone really dares to provoke the old master, he is definitely the first not to agree.

And now, this old boss, who is quite cheerful all day long, is like a child, squatting on the ground and crying.