"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Pan is about to lose."

The female disciple next to her suddenly shouted.

Lin Tianfeng stared away and saw that Pan Peng was indeed at a disadvantage, and he was only the tenth move at this moment.

Can Pan Peng survive twenty moves?

Eleven moves, twelve moves!

Pan Peng's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he was extremely surprised. As a genius of the Tianwu Sect, he was actually compared by a disciple of the Eight Emperor Sect. This is a great shame.

"War Soul Breaking the Sky Slash!"

Pan Peng shouted loudly, his whole body covered with gorgeous orange light, and his fighting spirit rose up.

The giant axe in his hand flew into the sky, becoming several times larger, drawing out a thrilling light and slashing towards Yan Su.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of Tianwu Sect, and I have a few tricks."

Yan Su said calmly, and waved his hand. The dark short sword was controlled by him and flew into the sky to welcome Pan Peng's attack.

Boom!

The sky exploded loudly, alarming all directions.

A terrifying orange light axe shadow suddenly rushed out from it and slashed at Yan Su.

Pang!

During the explosion, Yan Su's figure flew backwards.

"Hmph, you underestimate me too much."

Pan Peng sneered.

"Yeah?"

Yan Su's voice came out, and with a wave of his finger, the huge dark sword light stabbed away.

"Are you okay?"

Pan Peng looked at Yan Su, extremely surprised.

As a bystander, Lin Tianfeng saw clearly that Yan Su was not blown away by Pan Peng, but was blindly and in time, but was slightly affected and suffered some minor injuries.

call out!

Yan Su's sword was stronger than before, exuding an astonishing cold air, killing Pan Peng.

Pan Peng was injured and flew away.

Yan Su pressed step by step, as if he had become a different person, and his sword attack was fierce and fierce.

Three consecutive swords caused Pan Peng to have three wounds on his body. The last wound hurt his internal organs, causing Pan Peng to be severely injured and defeated.

"Lost!"

Pan Peng looked confused and suffered a blow.

"Haha, if you win, you will get half of your soul. Unfortunately, you lose. It's not too much for me to cut off one leg of each of you."

Yan Su's sneer came out.

"What?"

Pan Peng and the other two were shocked.

call out!

A dark light sword here was full of coldness and invaded.

puff!

Pan Peng did not expect Yan Su to take action suddenly, and blood splashed and one leg was cut off. He spasmed and screamed in pain.

Lin Tianfeng and another female disciple couldn't help but feel creepy. They had heard of Yan Su's ruthless methods, but they didn't expect that they would dare to treat the disciples of Tianwu Sect so fiercely.

"The next one is you two."

Yan Su didn't blink, and the mysterious black sword flew out.

Lin Tianfeng's hair stood up all over his body, feeling that the target of the sword was him.

But suddenly, a white light surged in the distance and appeared in front of the black sword and blocked it.

"It's support."

The woman next to her shouted.

She was timid and just found that there were disciples of Tianwu Sect nearby, so she sent a message asking for support.

Lin Tianfeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had walked from the gate of hell.

Who is it? Which senior brother of Tianwu Sect saved him? He must repay this person well!

So his spiritual consciousness swept away.

Lin Tianfeng was stunned by lightning.

"Chen Yu! Why... it's you?"

His spiritual consciousness saw Chen Yu's appearance!

Damn, didn’t Chen Yu die in the territory of the demon clan?

Is Chen Yu, who appears in front of you, a human or a ghost?

As for the feeling of repaying that was moved just now, Lin Tianfeng had long been left behind.

“…Aren’t you… dead?”

Lin Tianfeng finished speaking intermittently.

"Lin Tianfeng, is this your attitude to talk to your benefactor?"
Chapter completed!