Huaijin's pupils trembled, and he immediately turned to look at him.

"No! You know..."

Before he could say the last words, Yu Chenming had already taken a step ahead, glaring at him sharply.

"It doesn't matter! From the moment we all choose to stay, our ending is not important!"

Huai Jin immediately looked at the others, her scarlet pupils were filled with surprise and complex sourness.

"And you, you all know..."

"We talked about it last night, and we all know it, so now that we're here, you should understand our choice." The smile on Luo Qi's face was a little relieved, and he looked at Huai Jin with a gentle look.

Luo Ba also put away his sword, looking at Huai Jin with the same look of caring for his younger brother ten years ago, with a clear and clear voice.

"Little Eleven, protect Master and go out, guard Master well, and replace us..." Live on.

He didn't say the next three words, but the meaning was already understood.

Hua Lingjiu gritted her teeth to hold back the wet eyes, and stared at Huai Jin who was stiff and hesitant.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you leave quickly! Do you think we all die here, don't we even have a man in a grave?!"

She understood that Zao Wou-ki united the entire immortal cultivator here with the intention of strangling his master. When she received the news from Yu Chenming and rushed to save Luoba and others, she guessed what Yu Chenming was going to do. So she planned to rush back after Luoba and the others settled down.

Unexpectedly, they also guessed some abnormal behaviors of Zhao Wuji and the Great Elder, deliberately used tricks to pretend that they were stunned by Yu Chenming, and wanted to see what he did, after she went to find them.

Everyone talked about their plans, and then decided to come back together.

Save Master no matter what!

Hearing Hua Lingjiu's words, Huai Jin tightly clenched his fists, his scarlet eyes looked at all the seniors who were protecting him and Sheng Wu.

"Okay!" A murmur.

After finishing speaking, he quickly carried Sheng Wu on his back, and holding the soul-calling flag in his hand, under the protection of ten people's encirclement, he immediately headed towards the exit of Misty Mountain.

"Stop him!!"

Seeing that they were so stubborn, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but his eyes were gloomy, and he immediately gave orders.

"Yes!"

Seeing this, those cultivators immediately tried their best to get close to Huaijin.

But they were all stopped abruptly by the ten people headed by Yu Chenming.

Yu Chenming held the Qing Soul Sword in his hand, Qing Jun's calm face was icy cold.

"What are you panicking, beat ten of us first."

Hua Lingjiu's charming face was suffused with murderous intent, "Heh, a bunch of idiots who don't even dare to call out when they see my master on weekdays, using us to deal with you today is considered a way of giving you face."

Ten teenagers, holding the magic weapon given to them by Shengwu in their hands, stood in a row with solemn faces, forming a wall, constantly protecting Huaijin who was carrying Shengwu, and headed for the exit of Misty Mountain.

"Do it! It's just a bunch of kids, why are you so timid!"

Zhao Wuji saw that those immortal cultivators were a bit on the sidelines and didn't intend to act like a bird, so he couldn't help furrowing his eyebrows, and scolded in a deep voice.

Hearing this, those immortal cultivators looked at Sheng Wu who had passed out again, and suddenly felt confident.

"It's just a bunch of yellow-haired boys, go! Kill Sheng Wu, the witch!"

"Kill Sheng Wu and her evil cultivator disciples, and eliminate harm for the world of cultivating immortals!"

He didn't hesitate anymore, and directly took the magic weapon and rushed towards the ten people.

Seeing this, Yu Chenming and the others directly took the magic weapon to fight without any fear, and even formed a defensive mode to protect Sheng Wu and Huai Jin.

On the peak of Misty Mountain, hundreds of immortal cultivators were besieging ten teenagers. Looking down from the sky, it was clear that ten people formed a circle, forming a safe zone in the middle. A circle of immortal cultivators stepped forward to block it.

Even with the cover of Yu Chenming and others, Huai Jin could not move an inch.

He turned his head and glanced sideways at the person on his back, trying to wake it up again.

"Master! Master!"

But the person on the back seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and even his breath became weaker and weaker, unable to respond to himself at all.

Seeing this, Huai Jin's face turned pale with anxiety, but at this moment, the devilish energy he suppressed last night was at work again.

"Hmm!" He suddenly frowned and snorted, feeling that the scarlet sweetness in his throat was about to gush out, but he still pressed his lips tightly and swallowed.

Just wait until he sends her out.

Give him a little more time!

Time passed bit by bit, Huai Jin still couldn't rush out with Sheng Wu on his back, he had to be distracted to deal with the immortal cultivators who occasionally came to break through the defenses of Yu Chenming and others, even if he only dealt with it with one hand, Never put Sheng Wu in danger.

On the contrary, the wedding dress on his body had already darkened somewhat, and it was soaked in blood, some belonged to others, and some belonged to him.

Zhao Wuji and the First Elder were also under siege, and they went to deal with Yu Chenming and Hua Lingjiu.

Because they saw that these two people are the most powerful in fighting. In just ten years, the talents of these two people are no less than Shengwu. Now they can fight with them. If they are not strangled here today, I am afraid In the future, it will be a problem of breeding tigers!

"If you had changed to worship under my sect back then, I'm afraid you would have had a different way out today!"

Zhao Wou-ki began to distract Yu Chenming's attention.

"There won't be that day, because you don't deserve it at all!"

He was for the mission at first, and later, for everyone in Misty Mountain.

Yu Chenming snorted coldly, the Qingsoul Sword in his hand stood awe-inspiring in the air, and then clasped his palms together to form a seal.

"open!"

Thin lips snapped, and his hands were quickly separated, and the Qingsoul Sword in his hand immediately shook violently, and it was divided into ten parts, and it spread rapidly into ten parts!

Seeing this, Zhao Wou-ki's eyes darkened, this kid can actually practice composition shadow technique!

"Heh, even if you use thousands of shadows to confuse, only one is real. Do you think this trick can deal with me!"

Yu Chenming didn't say a word, he flipped his hands up, and the thousands of green soul swords flew up instantly.

"fall!"

As he gave an order, he struck down hard with the seal of both hands, and those thousands of fairy swords immediately turned around and headed towards Zhao Wuji below.

Seeing this, Zhao Wou-ki narrowed his pupils coldly, and was about to check which one was real, but found out.

"These swords are not split shadows!" His pupils trembled, and he quickly took out his magic weapon to form a formation upwards, resisting those sword shadows that turned out to be all green soul swords!

The snow under Zao Wou-ki's feet sank deeply, and the resisting arms gradually bent down.

"Hmm!" He snorted, his face turned red, apparently he did not expect Yu Chenming to have such comprehension and talent.

Seeing this, Yu Chenming rushed up immediately, flew to take down a Qingsoul sword from the sky, and then.

It was about to stab at Zhao Wuji who was distractedly resisting those sword shadows.

Prejudice.

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