Limiting Chen Longxiang's cultivation to the sixth layer of the Grandmaster, the Sword Sect made concerted efforts to exhaust him to the point of exhaustion at the cost of hundreds of dead and wounded people.

Even if Chen Longxiang had recovered his Great Grandmaster cultivation at this moment, with his dying and seriously injured body, the strength he could exert was only in the Grandmaster realm.

Grandmaster and Grand Master.

The difference between one word and the world of difference.

"It seems that the rumors are true, you really have the blood of the Celestial Dragon in your body. Wu Song's eyes flashed with greed, "Presumably, with you refining medicine, you can also practice the best elixir!"

The Celestial Dragon is unimaginable and belongs to the mythology of the ancient martial arts world.

But a human with the blood of a thin celestial dragon flowing through it is definitely a crazy medicinal herb.

Wu Song didn't feel sorry for the hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect who died tragically, and he didn't even care about the lives of the outstanding disciples of the Grandmaster Realm. As long as you can kill Chen Longxiang, everything is worth it.

And if it's captured alive, it's blood!

Wu Song didn't know what trick Chen Longxiang was practicing, but it was certain that it was absolutely terrifying. If you can pry it out of his mouth and use him to refine medicine, it will be perfect.

Hundreds of Sword Sect disciples have been cultivating for so long, isn't it just for this kind of moment to come in handy?

When Wu Yun and Wu Qing saw this scene, they immediately felt relieved.

They and the two Supreme Elders all slapped Wu Song's ass, causing the latter to laugh for a while, and it was difficult to hide the joy in their hearts.

"Come here!" Wu Song sneered, reaching out and squeezing in the void.

Chen Longxiang was immediately photographed in the air, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

"It's about the same as a dead dog. Wu Song smiled contemptuously, and immediately slapped Chen Longxiang's head, "Kneel down for me!"

Chen Longxiang suddenly became short, and he was about to kneel in front of him in humiliation.

And at this moment, the mutation was shaking.

A dim and extremely dim dragon soul phantom suddenly appeared around Chen Longxiang's body.

Its eyes were almost the same as those of Chen Longxiang.

The golden pupils were filled with anger and unyielding.

Chen Longxiang gritted his teeth and slammed the ground with a spear, but he didn't kneel.

Wu Song's heart jumped fiercely, and he suddenly realized something-Lao Tzu's act of humiliating him seemed to have made some mistake?

He didn't even think about it, when he let out a loud shout, the flaming blade slashed down.

This knife could have cut Chen Longxiang into two pieces on the spot, but it was blocked by the faint dragon soul.

The power of the dragon soul that had just awakened was so weak that it immediately disappeared in this sword.

Wu Song seemed to be an old dog, but in fact, he was so panicked that cold sweat almost oozing out.

Fortunately, it was solved with a single knife and did not cause more trouble.

"No, this Chen Longxiang is too dangerous! You can't take risks for his cultivation technique, you must kill him and leave no trouble!" Wu Song flashed such a thought in his heart, and immediately showed ruthlessness and raised his blade again.

"When—"

A crisp sound sounded, completely stunned everyone.

Because Chen Longxiang actually blocked this knife with a black gold pan dragon spear.

He gasped violently, and he had become a bloody man, and the muscles of his body were trembling uncontrollably.

But he blocked the knife.

Everyone felt a deep suffocation and shock at one point.

Chen Longxiang looks like he will die violently in the next moment, how long has it lasted!

Can anyone tell me why he is still standing, and even seems to have the strength to fight?!

Wu Song was also shocked at first, and then reacted, breathed a sigh of relief, and was completely relieved.

Chen Longxiang's lips were as pale as paper, and there was not the slightest blood on his face, and the pale gold in his pupils was slowly fading.

His blood is going to dry up.

......

Far away in Feiyun Villa in Rongcheng, Lin Fei, who was reading a book, suddenly frowned.

In an instant, he burst out with terrifying killing intent.

The icy aura swept through wantonly, killing the heavens and the earth.

Ji Yaoguang was taken aback, and was terrified by this terrifying momentum for a while, and was speechless at all.

Lin Fei didn't have any extra words, and immediately pointed at him like a sword, and his figure disappeared directly in place.

Several women were shocked, and the tray containing snacks in Chunhua's hand knocked over to the ground with a "clang".

They didn't know where Lin Fei was going to disappear so suddenly.

I can't understand what kind of means this is!

And in the Sword Sect three thousand kilometers away, the blade in Wu Song's hand had already slashed down.

"Boom-"

The ground was cut out of an unfathomable ravine, and it spread straight out dozens of meters away. Not only that, but there were flames burning in the cracked earth, which looked extremely terrifying.

However, Wu Song, who cut out this knife, was full of horror, and his heart jumped fiercely.

Because the dying Chen Longxiang was not hit by this knife.

"What's going on?"

"Where did he go, how could he disappear into thin air!"

"Wait, look at the Temple of the Wild Blade—"

Everyone immediately followed the prestige and looked up at the top of the majestic Sword Sect Hall.

On the glazed tile roof, there is a figure standing in the wind, with his hands behind his back, his clothes flying.

Behind him was the morning sun, gilding him with a layer of gold.

In the eyes of everyone, this figure is like a mortal immortal, left behind and independent.

And Chen Longxiang, who was already dying, was lying beside him, squeezing out a blood-stained smile with difficulty.

"Who is that?!" Wu Song was shocked in his heart, although he had already guessed, after all, it was the first time he had seen this unfamiliar face, so he still asked.

"Grandpa, he is Lin Fei!" Wu Yun hurriedly said.

The moment he saw Lin Fei, he felt the shadow in his heart gushing out, he was so hateful and afraid, he couldn't help but hide behind Wu Song.

"When did he appear?!" Wu Song's heart still couldn't calm down, and he looked at the figure like an immortal in shock.

No one was able to answer him.

A great grandmaster couldn't even notice it, could he expect others to find out what clues?

Lin Fei completely ignored the people of the Sword Sect as if they were nothing, and with a flick of his hand, he smashed an emerald green light into Chen Longxiang's body, causing his injuries to recover at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Yes, I actually awakened a trace of dragon soul power. He bowed slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his tone.

Chen Longxiang immediately sat up straight, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Tianzun, why are you here?"

Although he knew very well in his heart that if Lin Fei didn't come, he would really die. But he couldn't help but wonder, how could Tianzun know that he was in danger at the moment, and he also knew where he was?

Lin Fei smiled faintly and said, "Golden Scale Dragon Yuan Jue." I have made arrangements in it, but whoever practices this trick will plant a trace of me in the sea of consciousness. It triggers when the cultivator's spirit is about to collapse. ”

And the latter words, he did not say.

This was originally his preparation for Lin Yuan.

Unfortunately, the world is unpredictable.