A trace of remembrance floated in my eyes and passed away in a flash.

Huo Chuanyun stood up shakingly, overturned the wooden table full of wine utensils, and pulled out the cicada-wing knife in the panic gaze of the generals of the Huo family army.

"The commander can't do it!"

"Master, your body..."

Everyone shouted at the same time, with a nervous expression.

"It's not in the way."

He raised his hand to stop everyone, Huo Chuanyun tried hard to stand up straight, and said with a silence.

Huo Chuanyun was slightly grateful for the concern of the generals of the Huo family army. However, he knew that it was not a good thing to gain sympathy in such a chaotic world. For him who was in a high position, making his subordinates feel sympathy and guilt was tantamount to a catastrophe. The handsome men who did not need sympathy in the chaotic world were sympathy for the first time, and the second time would be contempt. On the third time, they might turn around and leave. They either defected to Lu Fengqi, or follow the man who rejected the six immortals alone, because compared to themselves, they were the strong ones.

Lu Feng fought against the four demons, and the brunette man fought against the six immortal demons. No matter which side, he maintained a stalemate, and no one used all his strength, just because of the old demon who was eyeing him.

He will be the key to the outcome of this battle, unless someone can suppress him.

In this way, it's time for yourself to appear.

Huo Chuanyun smiled, and Yu Guang glanced at the wine pot that had not been empty yet, picked it up, raised it, and poured it into his mouth.

"Bang!"

The wine pot was split into pieces, Huo Chuanyun raised his head, and his bronze eyes looked at the old demon from afar, and strode out of the Feiyun Cave.

"Master!"

The generals of the Huo family army called in unison, with panic on their faces.

At least up to now, Huo Chuanyun is still their backbone. Even though he was defeated by Lu Feng three moves, he had fought with them, the poorly weak existences in the eyes of the Three Dynasties for so many years. After Huo Chuanyun was defeated by Lu Fengqi, he was confined to the Feiyun Cave and did not adjust his breathing and recuperate. His injuries have been delayed for so long, and it must have worsened. How can he fight?

"Don't worry, I'm not that useless."

With his footsteps slightly stagnant, Huo Chuanyun sneered: "I have not used all my strength to fight with Lu Feng that day."

Hearing this, the generals were stunned and believed and doubted.

He really didn't use all his strength. Before he could use his move, he was defeated by Lu Fengqi. His speed was too fast, maybe... even if he used that move, he couldn't stop him.

Huo Chuanyun held the last sentence in his stomach and did not say it.

At this point, he had no choice. As the head coach of the Huo family army, he had to take on this battle.

He raised his head, and a resolute look flashed in Huo Chuanyun's bronze eyes, his fighting spirit soared into the sky, and the cicada wing knife pointed directly at the old demon.

The old demon stood in the air with his arms hanging in his arms, glanced at Huo Chuanyun sideways, and a funny smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You just want to join in the fun? The peak has not yet arrived. Even if you are a fake demon, you cannot break through the extreme. What's more, your injuries are so severe."

Lu Feng looked sideways, and An Bochen was slightly stunned.

Huo Chuanyun didn't say much, he flew towards the old demon, his long black hair wrapped around the night, dancing with flaunt.

Compared to the old demon with absurd abyss not far away, Huo Chuanyun's aura is very insignificant. This scene is like a moth flying into a fire. Before Huo Chuanyun could get close, he would be flooded by the old demon's extremely evil spirit.

Dian Kui on the other mountain was moving, preparing to help Huo Chuanyun, but the next moment, his face showed surprise.

Not only him, but also Amber Chen, Lu Fengqi, and the old demon who was holding the sword of the cicada were stunned.

A trace of white air emanates from Huo Chuanyun's body, which rotates and spreads outward. In the blink of an eye, it fills the world. The sun, moon and stars are pulled by the white air, and their trajectory also changes.

A hearty smile appeared on his face, and Huo Chuanyun shook his body suddenly in the air. The speed of the white air rotating and spreading faster and faster. The sun, moon and stars danced above his head, the wind and clouds changed, and the thunder roared. Every move of Huo Chuanyun seemed to be able to pull the right time and place, change the celestial phenomena, and the Huo family army behind him was stunned.

A smile appeared on the corner of An Bochen's mouth, Lu Feng frowned, and the old demon laughed.

"Bluffing. Hunyuan Wuji, the demon comes out!"

A series of black shadows flew across his fingers. The old demon clamped his seals. A phantom rose from behind him, dancing enchantingly, but it was an extremely beautiful demon.

The demonic energy on the body of the demon is not under the old demon. The skirt is swelling, the gua is gushing, and the gust of the Yin wind is blowing. When the starlight and moonlight fall towards it, it is all broken by the slightest evil force. Every step can break into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the demon had already flew in front of Huo Chuanyun, and his arms gathered the power of the evil spirit at the peak of the sixth level of heaven, and blasted towards Huo Chuanyun.

But no one expected that the demon's attack would be empty.

Huo Chuanyun did not dodge or give in, but his body movements were changing with the movement of the celestial phenomena and were changing at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye. The celestial phenomena were unpredictable. The twenty-four solar terms, each solar term was divided into dark and bright, etc. Huo Chuanyun hid in the changing celestial phenomena, and his body movements were unpredictable. If he wanted to find him out, he had to see through the chaotic celestial phenomena. If he wanted to kill him, he had to kill the image of the sky together.

The demon was stunned and Huo Chuanyun had already walked out of another celestial phenomenon.

There was a blazing sun above his head, but a storm at the bottom of his feet. The night was still so dark, but there were two completely different celestial phenomena at the same time. The beautiful demon was already stunned.

The cicada wing knife came out, and the fierce sun and storm all pressed towards the demon. The demon was furious and did not avoid it and forced it to take it away, but wanted to catch the cicada wing knife.

"Click!"

The cicada wing knife exploded sharply, and the cold front flashed by, cutting off one of the demon's arms. Just when the demon wanted to grab it with his other hand, he found that the cicada wing knife suddenly became soft, soft and slippery like a silk scarf, slipping away quietly from its hand.

After one blow, a sick blush appeared on Huo Chuanyun's face.

He wandered between the celestial phenomena, his body was erratic, his spine was straight, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He didn't know how long he could last. He only knew that his life had been judged by countless people, and it was the most perfect fate in the world, so he would definitely live for a long time. But for him, he would rather not have this fate, because this extremely good fate was exchanged for the blood of the Huo family.

Cut off the fate and energy of the Huo family for thousands of years and exchange for his luck.

Huo Chuanyun hated and hated luck, but he couldn't live without luck. When he was practicing in that place more than a hundred years ago, he heard someone explain to him what luck was.

If the average life span of a mortal is set at 72 years old, the number of breaths per day for ordinary people is about 21,600. If calculated in a year based on 360 days, the number of breaths per year is 7,776,000. Multiplying the number of breaths by 72 will result in 55,987,200.

This is the average number of breaths a mortal in his lifetime, which is a person's energy.

When I first heard about it, Huo Chuanyun scoffed at it and felt it was ridiculous.

He heard from the man that if a person cultivates his energy to the extreme, he will achieve luck. If he continues to cultivate luck, he can change the right time and place and trigger the weather. That is the luck of heaven and earth. Such strange methods can only be practiced by those born with excellent luck. At least the person who said this to Huo Chuanyun has not been able to gain anything.

In this way, Huo Chuanyun found his source power, and with the help of that person, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Even today, although he has not been able to cultivate his luck to great success, every breath in his pores can pull the celestial phenomena, collect his luck as an helper, and kill people invisibly with one breath.

Another flash, Huo Chuanyun walked out of a dark celestial phenomenon, and the cicada-winged sword carried the rolling cold wind toward the demon.

"Hunyuan Wuji, the demon returns."

However, at this moment, the old demon suddenly pinched the seal method and recalled the demon.

Huo Chuanyun's breathing had become heavy unconsciously. He raised his head and looked at the old demon coldly.

"The wonderful method, the wonderful method, General Huo's martial arts are really wonderful. You can exert such power without breaking through the extreme realm. If I guess correctly, you are not injured, it should be more than that."

The old demon smiled yinly and said, "It's a pity that you are seriously injured and are still breathing hard. Every time you breathe, your injury will aggravate. If you are not afraid of death, just fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed like a basin of cold water was poured on the heads of the generals of the Huo family army.

They looked at Huo Chuanyun, who was standing alone in the air, and a sad look appeared in their eyes.

Only those who have experienced battle formations like An Bochen and Lu Fengqi could see that the old demon's aura had already fallen behind after Huo Chuanyun used his unique skill. He himself knew that he used words to attack his heart. One was to drag Huo Chuanyun's injury to attack, and the other was to try to get back to his disadvantages.

The old demon's cultivation strength is obviously above Huo Chuanyun. Even if Huo Chuanyun is not injured, he may not be the old demon's opponent with that magical skill.

However, the situation in the field is closely linked and inseparable. If the old demon cannot solve Huo Chuanyun in a short time, and let Huo Chuanyun become more and more brave and continue to perform his unprecedented magical skills, the demon immortal Jie Yin and the four demons who fought with Lu Fengqi will definitely be greatly reduced in confidence and their momentum will fall at a disadvantage. As long as one side is captured by An Bochen or Lu Fengqi, the three dynasties will be defeated.

During the fierce battle, An Bochen looked at Lu Fengqi, and Lu Fengqi also looked at An Bochen.

Both of them knew that there were two solutions at the moment. One was to separate one of them and take advantage of the old demon's aura and cooperate with Huo Chuanyun to kill him. But the old demon has not used all his strength until now. He is at the peak of the sixth level of heaven. The victory or defeat is unpredictable. Once he attacks the old demon, the opponent who originally fought with them can free up his hands, either to deal with the Huo family army or to cooperate with the old demon's attack. It is dangerous and dangerous.

The second method is to have another expert enter the market and restrict the old demon.

However, the two ghosts in Fusheng were seriously injured, and Dian Kui only had the fifth level of heaven, which was useless.

With one shot, An Bochen released five thunders with his left hand, forcing the other two immortals and three demons to retreat.

Until now, An Bochen did not use all his strength, and the three immortals and demons who were involved in the battle circle were the same. During the fierce battle, they could not adjust their breathing and recover from their injuries. They were also afraid of each other. No one wanted to die first, so it was difficult to cooperate. But after all, they were all the sixth level and had the advantage in number. They were careful and vigilant to protect themselves, and were all waiting for An Bochen to reveal their flaws.

An Bochen knew that now was not the best time to use Zhoutian’s source power, but once Huo Chuanyun was broken and the old demon came with his power, they would undoubtedly be defeated.

What's more, how could he do Huo Chuanyun to die before him?

The eyes were filled with astronomy - a starlight, Anbo Chen's mouth was breathing long, connecting the sky, the stars and moon danced, and the sky clouds turned into vortexes, turning over his head.

Seeing that An Bochen's aura continued to rise, the three immortals and three demons opposite were not surprised but happy, and the old demon in the distance even laughed.

Dakuang finally had a flaw.

At this moment, a deep and thick breath floated from the far end of the sky clouds.

"Amitabha."

The cold Buddha's chant echoed under the night, and another top master from Dakuang finally arrived.

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Chapter completed!