Guan Minghan was shocked when he saw Yun Lei suddenly disappearing and seemed to be running away. He was about to chase after him when he suddenly saw Zhang Danfeng standing there, looking pale and about to collapse. He was overjoyed, knowing that Zhang Danfeng had really reached the end of his strength this time.
Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and shouted: "This devil is so rampant in our Shu Mountain, don't let him go!"
Most of the younger disciples of the Shushan sect were used to listening to Guan Minghan's orders, and they all surrounded him with a roar.
Zhang Danfeng held Zhaoye Shishi's big head with one hand and pressed the hilt of the sword tightly with the other. Blood was still pouring out from all the wounds on his body. His face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss, but his eyes were as bright as cold stars. He swam
When he glanced at the Shushan disciples who were surrounding him, those he saw felt that his gaze was as sharp as ice scissors, as sharp as a knife, and they couldn't help but tremble. They all took a step back involuntarily.
Suddenly I heard someone behind me let out a long sigh: "Don't stop him, let him go!" This sentence was not loud, but it overcame all the noise in the square and rang clearly in everyone's ears.
This was exactly the voice of Taoist Master Qingxu. Everyone was startled and looked back.[
But when he saw Taoist Master Qingxu standing there, Master Jingxin, Honghuxian and others standing behind him, the sword stabbed by Zhang Danfeng in the chest had been bandaged, and his green Taoist robe was fluttering in the wind, and his face was slightly pale.
, but his face was as heavy as water, and he could not see the emotion or anger at this time: "Minghan, get out of the way and let him go."
Guan Minghan was startled for a moment and shouted urgently: "Master, it is easy to manipulate a tiger but difficult to capture it. Letting him go now is undoubtedly letting the tiger return to the mountain..."
Taoist priest Qingxu glanced at him, but ignored him and said to Zhang Danfeng: "You can go!" Zhang Danfeng seemed not to expect that he would let her go. She glanced sideways at him and laughed and said: "You really should let me go."
Walk?"
Taoist Master Qingxu said coldly: "I am willing to admit defeat. Our Shushan sect is a well-known and upright sect. I promise you a thousand pieces of gold, so naturally I will not break my promise. Since I have been defeated by you, I will not embarrass you again this time. Minghan, you guys
Get out of the way and let him go!"
The Shushan disciples did not dare to disobey the leader's orders and dispersed with a roar, leaving Zhang Danfeng a way out.
The Zhaoye Lion had been impatient for a long time and took Zhang Danfeng's clothes in his mouth. Zhang Danfeng let out a long sigh, knowing that it would be extremely difficult to see Yun Lei again this time. He glanced at Taoist Priest Qingxu and smiled faintly:
"I didn't expect you to be a bloody man, okay! I'll see you later! I'll come again!" He stepped on Zhaoye Lion's back and patted its big head. Zhaoye Lion understood, and flew away with clouds on its four hooves.
The lion was running wildly in the sky at night. Zhang Danfeng felt pain like tearing all over his body. Compared with the pain in his body, his heart was hurting to the bone. The pain was indescribable. Every inch seemed to penetrate into the human body
His bone marrow and heart seemed to be burning, and every breath felt like burning pain. He gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his temples, but was blown dry by the wind in an instant. He only felt that his eyes were turning black, patches of
The rotating white clouds seemed to have become living things, dancing in front of my eyes. A white figure kept flashing in front of my eyes... His body was swaying, and he could hardly sit on the lion's back, so he had to hug the neck of the lion.