Infinite true path

Lan Yu was running away at this moment, and she had been seriously injured. What's worse is that even the feather sword in her hand seems to have been eroded by something. The originally snow-white fairy sword has stains on it.

Lan Yu's cultivation level is not low, it is higher than Xiao Yu and Wang Luo just now, and he has reached the late stage of gathering strength. The fact that she has a cultivation level that surpasses that of her fellow monks is related to her hard work and qualifications, and it is also related to the fact that she is Lan Tongtian's only grandson.

However, even so, she was still in a state of embarrassment, with blood constantly flowing out of her mouth. She was forced to suffer unspeakably by the two peers behind her.

Those who were chasing Lan Yu were a pair of monks, and Lan Yu's injuries were all caused by them. But how many of your peers can push Lan Yu to this point? Why do these two monks have such strong fighting power and cultivation?

Because the man in this pair of monks is named Ye Wuyou, and the woman is named Shen Ling!

Ye Wuyou is a close disciple of Yun Yiyao, the elder of the Royal Alchemy Way. Not only does he have boundless qualifications, he is also a key cultivation target of the sect like Lan Yu. His cultivation has reached the state of Gathering Perfection. Lan Yu Where is Yu's opponent?

As for Shen Ling, her cultivation is a bit weaker, and she can only reach the early stage of concentration. But over the years, Shen Ling's talent for controlling spirits has become more and more outstanding, and her Zifeng has already reached the late stage of gathering strength, which makes her now a representative figure of the new generation of Yingling Sect. Especially after she became a Taoist couple with Ye Wuyou of the Royal Alchemy Way, her fame grew even more.

"Lan Yu, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth today, I will definitely kill you!" At this moment, Ye Wuyou's handsome face was filled with a fierce look, and he would use fatal spells on Lan Yu whenever he had the chance. It means to keep your hands.

Lan Yu didn't speak, she just kept running and hiding. But her injuries were already serious, and she was no match for the two men behind her. She already felt that today was her fate.

"Lan Yu, I advise you to just surrender. The only way you can escape now is to get further and further away from your sect. No one can save you today." Shen Ling's voice is still so pleasant. As a wife, she She is becoming more and more beautiful, but what she says now is not beautiful at all.

As soon as Shen Ling finished speaking, seeing that Lan Yu had no intention of stopping, a stern expression flashed on his face, and he reached out and pointed at Lan Yu.

Suddenly, a purple wind rushed out from Shen Ling's shoulder, and it was her Yuling Zi Feng that charged towards Lan Yu.

When Lan Yu saw the difficult spirit beast coming from behind to kill him again, a look of shock appeared on his pale and beautiful face. He subconsciously raised his feather sword and shot a white light behind him.

This ray of light was not sword energy, but an ice and snow spell. After that spell hit Zifeng, it quickly formed a large piece of white snow, blocking the extremely fast Zifeng.

Lan Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had successfully blocked the attack. However, her spiritual power was still missing. How long could she endure the serious injury?

Seeing Lan Yu's tired look, Ye Wuyou sneered: "Lan Yu, I do admire your perseverance!" After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a green pill hit Lan Yu at an extremely fast speed. feather.

Ye Wuyou's cultivation level is higher than Lan Yu's, not to mention that Lan Yu is still injured now. How can she avoid Ye Wuyou's spell? If you can't avoid it, how can you resist it?

"Boom!" The green elixir exploded when it came into contact with Lan Yu's sword, and then Lan Yu was thrown out with a strong force, and blood was sprayed in the process of flying out.

"Bang!" Lan Yu's body hit the ground hard. She subconsciously wanted to get up and run away, but found that she could no longer use the strength. She was too seriously injured.

Lan Yu vomited a lot of blood again. She looked at the Yujian in her hand which was a little more stained, and felt despair in her heart.

"You don't deserve to use that sword." Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling walked over slowly. They had already discovered that Lan Yu was dying, and Ye Wuyou had a look of teasing and killing on his face.

When Lan Yu saw the two approaching, her mouth was filled with blood. She stubbornly spit it out and said, "This is the sword he forged for me. He said I can use it, so I can use it!" However, Lan Yu's speech now seemed very lackluster. She instinctively held the feather sword and wanted to crawl back, as if she wanted to be as far away from the two people in front of her as possible. It's a pity that she didn't climb twice before hitting a tree.

The cold smile on Ye Wuyou's face became even brighter: "No matter what you say, I want to get that sword back today."

A struggling look appeared on Lan Yu's face: "This sword belongs to me. He gave it to me with his own hands and forged it for me with his own hands!"

When Ye Wuyou heard this, he suddenly became angry for no apparent reason: "Having this sword in your hand will only humiliate the sword and him!"

After saying that, a stern look flashed on his face, he stretched out his hand to grab the feather sword, and shouted: "Bring it here!"

Lan Yu had no strength at all now. When Ye Wuyou's anger grabbed her, she couldn't resist. The feather sword immediately fell out of her hand and flew towards Ye Wuyou.

That was only a short distance, because Ye Wuyou was already very close to Lan Yu. However, when Lan Yu looked at Yu Jian who kept flying towards Ye Wuyou, he felt that the distance between her and Yu Jian was lengthening infinitely, as if...a world away.

Lan Yu just watched like this infatuatedly and reluctantly as her feather sword flew towards Ye Wuyou bit by bit. She looked at it very seriously and carefully, so she could see it very clearly.

Suddenly, Lan Yu saw a sword next to the flying sword, a straight fairy sword that was exactly the same length as the feather sword.

"These two swords are twin swords made from the same sword furnace. I named this one 'Yin' and this one 'Yu'. Now, the 'Yu' sword is yours."

"Hey, when I come back this time, let's... just become Taoist couples, okay?"

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"Dang!" There was a crisp sound, just like the sound Huan Yin made when he held the twin swords against each other when they were first released. Many years later, this sound echoed in the woods again.

Lan Yu's expression suddenly changed, because she had heard this voice many times before, and she would often see the new fairy sword in her dreams.

The newly appeared fairy sword collided with the feather sword that was running towards Ye Wuyou's hand. Even though Ye Wuyou was casting a spell to pull the feather sword, the feather sword was no longer under his control, but was carried by the newly appeared fairy sword. They spun around in the air together, and then all plunged into the ground, into the land between Lan Yu and Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou didn't know Yinjian because Huan Yin left Yangzhou not long after he refined Yinjian. Therefore, Ye Wuyou doesn't know who stopped him from casting the spell, but he can feel that the person who stopped him has a very high level of cultivation.

"Which senior master is here? I'm the Alchemy Master Ye Wuyou." Ye Wuyou raised his eyes and looked around, but didn't see half a person, and he felt a little nervous.

"I will lead Shen Ling from the Ling Sect." Shen Ling also said quickly.

Lan Yu didn't care about the senior master at all. She was still looking at the sword stuck on the ground in a daze, and her voice was trembling: "Because... because... because of the sword, because of the sword."

Lan Yu's voice was not loud, but Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling were both monks and they were not far from Lan Yu, so how could they not hear her words. After hearing what Lan Yu said, the two of them turned their heads in shock. It seemed that they no longer cared about the seniors, but stared at the sword on the ground.

Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling were not familiar with Yinjian, but they knew that Lan Yu was. What's more, Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling have heard of Yinjian's name. How could they not know that Yinjian is their elder brother's sword?

"What did you say!" Ye Wuyou said urgently, questioning Lan Yu.

Lan Yu had completely lost his mind. He just looked at the fairy sword on the ground and kept repeating: "This is because of the sword, this is because of the sword..."

Ye Wuyou could no longer remain calm. He took a few steps forward and rushed to the two swords on the ground. He squatted down and carefully observed the newly appeared sword.

After three breaths, his face was extremely shocked. He stared at his Taoist companion and said, "It's the elder brother's technique. This sword was indeed made by the elder brother!" Ye Wuyou was not familiar with the Yin sword, but Huan Yin's unique sword-making As a brother, how could he not know the style? He would never forget Huan Yin's sword-making technique in his life!

Suddenly, an extremely strong murderous aura appeared deep in the woods. Even though Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling didn't see anyone appearing at all, the murderous aura was so strong that it could almost drive them to death.

Except for Lan Yu who was still looking at Yin Jian in a daze, Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling both reacted and turned towards the direction of the murderous aura as if faced with an enemy, and even picked up the magic weapons in their hands.

"Who is it!" Ye Wuyou's tone has become very rude. Although he can feel that he is no match at all, the murderous aura that reaches him is so strong that he feels like he is about to suffocate.

Finally, after a while, a figure appeared in the darkness of the woods. The man was not walking fast, but the further he moved forward, the murderous aura in the forest became stronger, and even the surrounding trees showed signs of withering. .

Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling simply couldn't imagine how many people it would take to kill such a strong murderous aura. They had never seen a monk with such a strong murderous aura in their lives, not even the elders of the sect.

Finally, when the person appeared in the sunlight through the branches and leaves, both Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling saw the person's appearance clearly.

It was a young man with a face full of vicissitudes of life. He was dressed in a white robe and his expression was extremely cold. If it weren't for the compelling heroic spirit between his brows that seemed to exist forever, many old friends might not recognize him.

"Brother?" Ye Wuyou and Shen Ling said at the same time, their voices not only surprised, but also surprised.

When Lan Yu heard these two words, he suddenly turned his head...

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