"Stop it!"

An angry shout came from afar. As soon as Zhou Yun arrived, he saw a scene that made him furious. He quickly let out an angry roar, like thunder rolling in the sky, captivating the soul.

Zhou Yun's figure was like a crooked moon, flying rapidly in the distance. The moon was like an invincible sharp blade. Wherever he went, giant trees were split, and plants flew everywhere, making a mess.

Obviously, Zhou Yun, who was anxious, increased his overall speed to the extreme.

The Ghost Talisman Sect here was attracted by the sound of thunder. They all turned their heads and saw a mysterious moon like the nine-day moon coming quickly, and then slowly landed on the ground tens of feet away from them, turning into a figure.

Chen Yuwen and others looked at the situation and saw the figure with beautiful eyes, star-crowned Taoist robe, feathered silk scarf, long sleeves, and fluttering. They looked like a fairy-like and mysterious person, staring at him with anger.

Chen Yuwen, with sharp eyes, could see at a glance that the person dressed up in his appearance was the Taoist lord Sun Yi mentioned in his junior brother. His eyes flashed and he snorted coldly: "I thought it was a hermit master, it turned out to be you, the Taoist lord in the mountains."

Before heading to Qingmu Town, Chen Yuwen had repeatedly confirmed that Zhou Yun had only the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm. At this moment, the sarcasm in Chen Yuwen's eyes became increasingly strong. With his peak strength in the Creation Realm, he could suppress this man by turning his hands.

"You are from the Ghost Fu Sect, are you? Let go of my disciple." Zhou Yun looked at Chen Yuwen tightly, and his vigilance in his heart increased to the extreme, because he found that he could not see Chen Yuwen's cultivation level!

Intuition tells Zhou Yun that Chen Yuwen must be very strong.

"Master, save me."

Seeing the arrival of his master Zhou Yun, Su Ming, who was captured, flashed his eyes and quickly shouted for help. In his opinion, his master was a powerful man with unfathomable cultivation and would definitely be able to suppress the Ghost Fu Sect.

When Chen Yuwen heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face. He closed his eyes tightly, and his hands were outside, releasing his huge fluctuations of the Yuanli. Suddenly, a breath of the peak of the Creation Realm enveloped the world.

Chen Yuwen stared at Zhou Yun with a playful look and said with a wicked smile: "So, now what strength do you think you have to ask me to release others?"

"It turned out to be the peak of the Creation Realm."

Feeling this extremely huge pressure, Zhou Yun's pupils suddenly contracted and he took a breath of cold air. This pressure had surpassed the previous old ghost Yin Feng and the purple-winged Tian Diao.

Zhou Yun secretly complained in his heart. At the peak of the Creation Realm, such powerful strength is no longer something he can fight against.

Forcibly stabilizing the inner fluctuations, Zhou Yun gritted his teeth and maintained the unfathomable image of an expert. He looked at the Guifu Sect with cold eyes and said coldly: "One of the nine sects in the East Region, a famous sect on the land of Jiuzhou, will even attack a young man."

"Could it be that all the people from the Ghost Talisman Sect are so shameless?"

When Chen Yuwen heard this, he laughed instead of anger and shook his head gently: "Don't show the benefits of words. You are just a mere mountain Taoist and a young monk. Are you also using the provocation method to me?"

Seeing Zhou Yun silent, Chen Yuwen sneered, thinking that the little monk was a little monk, and slowly spoke: "Besides, although this child is young, he has outstanding talent. We just want to bring him back to the sect to practice. If you practice Taoism with you, it would be a waste of heaven and misleading people's children. Just because you are such a useless person, you are worthy of being a role model?"

When Zhou Yun heard this, his heart was full of anger. His fists were clenched, making a crackling sound.

"With a cultivator who is at the peak of the Creation Realm, the gap between me and him is too big. If you are a strong move, you may be suppressed in an instant. However, if you give up like this, I can't stand this tone!"

Zhou Yun turned his head and looked at Su Ming with a kind look, his eyes full of care. After spending more than two months together, Zhou Yun also developed a strong relationship with Su Ming.

"Mad, all of them have died once, so what are you afraid of? Traveling alone to this Tianwu World, you are not even afraid of living, are you still afraid of death?"

"I finally had a trace of bondage, so I can't just lose it."

Zhou Yun let go of his clenched fists, stared at Chen Yuwen calmly, and made a decision in his heart.

A real man, you can't be cowardly, just do it!

Seeing Zhou Yun let go of his clenched fists, Chen Yuwen laughed mockingly. In his opinion, the people in the wilderness were all slutty, and they compromised after a few words of scaring. What kind of master-apprentice friendship is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength.

"Trump is garbage, but finally IQ is a bit of IQ and can judge the situation. Get out of here, it seems that for this kid, I will let you go today." Chen Yuwen said coldly.

Zhou Yun was as calm as water, and his eyes were quietly staring at Chen Yuwen. Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a provocative smile.

Zhou Yun waved his sleeves, took out the Fiery Bun bag from his arms, made seals with both hands, and shouted angrily.

"Free wind cloth bag, big!"

The originally palm-sized fiery bag suddenly expanded and turned into a large wind bag several meters high. The mouth of the bag was slightly opened, and a strong gale was faintly emitted from it, making a "stinging" sound. Looking inward carefully, you can also find that the violent gale wind blew, forming wind blades. Wherever the wind blade slipped, the space was faintly broken, as if it could not withstand the power of the wind blade.

Seeing the Liefeng cloth bag, Chen Yuwen's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of heat appeared deep in his eyes. Such a powerful magic weapon for creation is just right for him to use.

At this time, his murderous intention towards Zhou Yun finally emerged, killing people and robbing magic weapons.

"Free wind cloth bag, open!"

As Zhou Yun formed seals with both hands, the Fiery Wind cloth bag that was originally floating quietly in the air opened its mouth, and the violent wind blew, making a rumbling sound.

Zhou Yun pointed his fingers, and the rioting wind turned into several violent wind blades. The wind blade was curved and sharp like a crescent moon. It flashed with dazzling white light in the air. It carried endless gale wind and slashed towards Chen Yuwen with a thunderclap.

The wind blade attacked and crossed the air, as if the heaven and earth were slit strongly!

At the same time, Zhou Yun formed seals with both hands, and the Yuanli continued to surge in his body. With a sudden slap, a huge fireball spit out from his mouth, mixed with the strong wind, and attacked Chen Yuwen.

When the fireball appeared, the temperature of the entire world rose a little. When the huge fireball rushed into the gale wind, it exploded instantly. Under the blessing of the strong wind, it turned into a sea of ​​fire. In the sea of ​​fire, several flames were rotating, carrying the scorching energy, and the wind swept towards Chen Yuwen like a residual cloud.

When the sea of ​​fire meets the strong wind, it is like a fish melting into the water. Suddenly, the strong wind and fire are overwhelming, with great momentum.

Zhou Yun stood with cold eyes, and the images of raging flames reflected in his eyes, and the murderous intent was Ling Lie.

Even at the peak of the Creation Realm, there is only one result.

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Chapter completed!