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The autumn wind suddenly rose and blew on Chu Feng's face. Chu Feng silently looked at the crowd that surrounded him, as if he was waiting for their judgement.

Chu Feng smiled and looked at the green-robed old man with a bit of gratitude. He didn't expect that there would be someone who would speak for him at a time like this. He couldn't help being a bit touched.

He couldn't help but guess in his heart that the mysterious person from that night should be this green-robed old man! Chu Feng clasped his fist and slightly bent his waist to express his thanks.

The green-robed old man smiled helplessly and stood to the side without making a single move.

Chu Feng leaped off the back of the flood dragon and stepped on the flying sword. He looked at the crowd and said with a dripping atmosphere, "This is what I said alone. We have no respect for them. I hope that this benevolent elder will not make things difficult for them."

After speaking, Chu Feng pointed at the flood dragon that was circling around him. The middle-aged man frowned. He originally wanted to catch all of them in one fell swoop, but that flood dragon was a treasure! But after hearing what the violet-haired youth said, he couldn't help but feel troubled.

Just as he was frowning, a voice of Yin and Yang came from behind him. "Do you think that it has nothing to do with them? We can't let go of one. " These words were spoken passionately, and everyone of the same age had a look of admiration on their faces.

Some of the more experienced elders looked at the middle-aged man and said, "The master of the Horned Manor is truly a tiger that does not have a dog." As he spoke, he smiled as he looked at the person who spoke, the Yin Yang man.

Surprisingly, the Horned Manor Lord laughed as he looked at his son.

He had always been worried for his son. He was clearly a seven foot tall man, yet he was a bit feminine. Now that he was able to perform so well in such a public place and even had solved his problem, the way he looked at his son immediately changed.

Chu Feng heard the yin-yang voice and he discovered it was the young man that surrounded and killed the people from the demonic school with the purple-clothed girl. At that moment, he was a bit frowning as he looked at him, and very clearly, Chu Feng felt that he had very deep enmity towards him.

The Horned Manor Lord magnanimously said, "Stop quibbling. None of you will be able to leave today." After speaking, the flying sword actually wanted to stab towards Chu Feng.

"Haha, haha." Chu Feng smiled as he looked at the crowd surrounding him. This caused them to be a bit puzzled. Then, Chu Feng said, "This is the benevolence and righteousness that you all speak of, the benevolence and righteousness that is indiscriminate."

When the Horned Villa Master heard this, he couldn't help but blush a little, but he quickly said, "Stop quibbling. Who can prove that this matter has nothing to do with them?"

After saying that, he somewhat excitedly pointed at the flood dragon that was circling around Chu Feng.

Chu Feng smiled again and angrily said, "What other proof does this have? Weren't the soldiers on the battlefield the living witnesses? "You're still the leader of a generation, and that's proof. You say you're not afraid to laugh your teeth off."

All of a sudden, those people were speechless. They were praising the Horned Manor Lord just now, but in the blink of an eye … That yin yang person really did lift a rock to smash his own foot!

The Horned Manor Lord's slightly red face could not help but become somewhat sinister. He never would have thought that the purple-haired young man would be so sharp-tongued. He forced the father and son to such a state and threw his face in front of the world. Instantly, he wanted to cut Chu Feng into ten thousand pieces.

The atmosphere became a bit awkward. Chu Feng looked at the Horned Villa's master with a smile on his face. The Horned Manor Lord seemed to have thought of something. He adjusted his mood and said, "This person is the person who released the devil sect's Qing Qiong. Not long ago, he killed countless elites under the heavens. Those must be his helpers. Otherwise, he could have brought them all by himself." As he spoke, he pointed at the hovering flood dragon.

Chu Feng still wanted to argue, but a dignified voice rang out, "Stop talking nonsense. Go ahead!" "Just do as he says." The ones who spoke were the old man in black and the elder in Min. The green-robed elder sighed. "That's all we can do."

"Aooo." A wolf's howl sounded out. It was a bit anxious as it looked at Chu Feng who was about to take on the roar by himself. Chu Feng smiled, waved his hand at You You, and said, "Good brother, in the future, take care of yourself and don't avenge me. I have deserved this punishment!" After saying that, Chu Feng miserably smiled. In his heart, he thought of that winter, that dark corner where the fairy-like girl thought of the three years he had promised, thought of the girl's beautiful face, and thought of farewell for all eternity.

A teardrop flowed down from Chu Feng's purple-coloured eyes. Chu Feng muttered, "Goodbye, my darling."

After saying that, she closed her eyes.

The wolf's roar and dragon's cry resounded in the high skies. The Netherworld, Little White, and the Flood Dragon roared anxiously, but they did not pay any attention to it.

At the same time, at the back of the crowd, there was a young girl in purple robes whose tears had already wet her cheeks. Her fingers clenched tightly. The skin on her palm had already been pierced through by the nails, but her eyes were still firmly fixed on the violet-haired youth.

She did not expect that the first time she saw that youth that had left her in a daze, she would actually face the difference between Yin and Yang. Furthermore, one of them was her master, Daoist Cang Yu, who had forced him to go to the underworld.

At this moment, Zi Yan's heart was in a mess. She didn't know how to accept this reality, so she could only silently stand there, looking at the violet-haired youth with tears flowing down her face.

After the Horned Manor Lord heard the black-robed old man's words, his complexion couldn't help but improve. He took a deep breath and prepared to take down this repulsive violet-haired youth in one fell swoop.

The two swords met, and a dragon-like roar rang out as the Horned Manor Lord brandished his sword.

The onlookers were shocked. They didn't think that the Horned Manor Lord would use such an absolute art to deal with such a junior. However, when they thought about the scene where the purple-haired youth had embarrassed the Horned Demon father and son, they felt relieved.

Just as the force from the sword was going to pierce Chu Feng's chest, he leaped and wanted to block Chu Feng's chest, but it seemed that Chu Feng already expected that result. He lightly waved his palm, and the force pushed the Netherworld back onto the flood dragon's body.

The Netherworld Udumbara unwillingly shouted into the sky. Golden tears flowed from his golden eyes, making people feel strange. Just what was this wolf with golden tears? The constant speculation spread through the crowd.

However, at this moment, the Netherworld showed signs of trying to escape. He could only watch helplessly as his brother, who had lived and died together with him, appeared before him. The Netherworld roared in despair. This type of heartache could not be expressed in words.

All of a sudden, the Netherworld opened his mouth, and a ball of energy was formed at a speed visible to the naked eye. A moment later, a ball of golden energy shot out from the Netherworld's mouth. As the energy ball left the body of the dragon, the Netherworld Spirit slowly fell onto the body of the Flood Dragon.

However, his body was locked in place by the three elders, so he could only watch and not do anything. For a time, sadness and anger filled the air around the dragon, and Little White also roared angrily at the Horned Dragon manor lord. However, due to the lack of strength in his body, it lay down on the back of the dragon while gasping for breath.

To him, not only did the purple-haired young man have a bit of kindness, in this period of time, the young man's care already caused him to have a very strong sense of reliance on Chu Feng. However, everything in the past seemed to be saying goodbye at this moment.

The two energies collided in front of Chu Feng, but his power quickly dispersed the lump of energy and quickly shot towards Chu Feng's chest. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Chu Feng slowly fell to the ground.

The roar of a tiger high up in the sky stunned everyone. At this moment, Little White actually gave off the aura of a legendary war god.

The sword radiance struck Chu Feng's chest, and following that, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from the Horned Villa Master's sinister smile. "No." With a sorrowful and indignant shout, a purple figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone and tightly hugged the slowly descending purple-haired youth.

As Zi Yan cried, she tightly held onto the young man's body with a look of despair in her eyes. Suddenly, the young girl seemed to have thought of something and she quickly moved to the side of the white-robed old man.

Before Zi Yan could say anything, the white-robed old man turned around and said, "Don't say anymore, there's nothing I can do."

When the young girl heard this, she suddenly became dispirited. In the past, she had always been omnipotent in front of her teacher, but now, she actually said that she was powerless. Zi Yan resentfully looked at the white-robed old man who had turned around.

She knew that these were his evasive words, and at this moment, a crack appeared in the relationship between master and disciple that had lasted for many years.

Zi Yan lightly stroked Chu Feng face and muttered, "Do you know how much I love you?" When she saw Chu Feng being struck by the Horned Villa Master's sword, the words his master said suddenly flashed through Zi Yan's mind, "If you care, then don't let him walk away from you."

For some reason, the power in his body suddenly surged and Zi Yan couldn't help hugging Chu Feng who was slowly descending.

A drop of it landed on Chu Feng's lips. Chu Feng felt a bit astringent. It was painful, but he could not understand why the girl who looked clean and clean said those words.

As Chu Feng inadvertently glanced over, he saw that Yin Yang's expression was abnormally sinister and his eyes were filled with an expression of jealousy.

Chu Feng could feel that his life was slipping away, and his eyes also gradually became heavy. However, he could still see the painful expression of You Mingdeng not far away, and in the end, he couldn't help but smile, as if he was happy to have such a loyal partner.

Suddenly, Zi Yan, who was hugging Chu Feng, laughed and loudly laughed. She muttered, "You actually made us unable to live together. Let me follow you!"

After she finished speaking, Zi Yan's right hand slowly began to move, as if she was patting her own forehead. Chu Feng was very shocked. He never would have thought that the purple-clothed girl in front of him would have such intentions towards him. For a moment, he felt a bit dejected.

Just as the light hand was about to touch her forehead, Zi Yan's charming body slowly fell to the ground. Chu Feng, who was in Zi Yan's embrace, also started to fall from the sky.

The white-robed old man hugged the purple-robed girl's body, and as he looked at Chu Feng's falling body, he muttered, "Yan'er, why must you go through all this trouble?"

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment. They couldn't understand how a peerless beauty of the cultivation world could be so moved by such a rebellious purple-haired youth. Moreover, the depth of their love was so deep that even life and death were at stake.

However, he didn't dare to ask about it. He could only look at it silently. The Yin Yang man's mouth twitched as he looked at the purple-clothed girl in the white robed old man's arms. He did not expect the person he had been longing for would confess to another man in front of him. For a moment, his blood was in turmoil and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body could not help but sway.

Floating to the side, seeing his son's sudden change, the Horned Manor Lord grabbed his son's arm and began to use his luck to calm the surging blood energy in his son's body. The outstanding talents floating in the back also knew how deeply this Horned Master had fallen in love with that purple haired lady. They couldn't help but helplessly shake their heads. In their hearts, they thought, "Truly intentional. This concubine is heartless!"

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the old man in white, something strange happened. The falling violet-haired youth was suddenly surrounded by a light blue light, and slowly rose into the air.

At that moment, everyone felt a majestic aura pressing down on their hearts. Even the four old men with black and white hair felt a sense of pressure.

Everyone couldn't help but look around in hopes of discovering something.