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Zi Yan wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth. She was a little surprised to see this concrete that had suddenly become so strong. Just now, when they were fighting against each other, Zi Yan had assessed the strength of the concrete and didn't want to go up or down.

However, he didn't expect that he would be defeated in such a short time. In that split-second, he clearly saw that handsome youth's eyes had turned pure black.

The white-robed elder, Cang Ming, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but frown upon seeing this sudden turn of events. The white-robed elder, Cang Ming, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but frown upon seeing this sudden turn of events.

Thinking of this, the white-robed man's expression couldn't help but change when he saw the handsome young man. However, the young man in front of him had obviously just entered the void, and was on par with his disciple.

The white-robed old man helplessly shook his head, he couldn't figure out the exact identity of this young man.

Just as everyone cried out in alarm, Zi Yan pointed at the sword youth and muttered, "Continue." As he said that, he waved his long sword and a surge of energy flew towards the handsome concrete.

"You overestimate yourself." As he spoke, a pure black Qi rushed towards the light yellow Purple Qi.

This time, the concrete seemed to be holding back. Zi Yan looked at the young man in front of her and couldn't help but frown. She laughed coldly, "What? That won't do." "You …"

Before Zi Yan finished speaking, the handsome youth's expression suddenly changed, and he shot a sword light straight at Zi Yan. Zi Yan's sword strike blocked the sword force, but she still took a few steps back. She couldn't help but reveal a bit of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Zi Yan once again looked at this handsome youth in shock. How did she know that the moment she mentioned his appearance, he would instantly become so strong?

All sorts of doubts began to linger in Zi Yan's mind. However, just as Zi Yan was in a daze, the handsome Xiao Ning once again swung his saber. By the time Zi Yan reacted, she already had no time to dodge.

This time, there was no longer any trace of blood. Instead, he fiercely spat it out as his body began to float backwards. His haggard appearance made him seem as if he was about to die.

Just as that handsome figure was about to land on the ground, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared behind Zi Yan and caught her.

Zi Yan, who was injured, felt someone holding her by the waist and struggled to stand up. However, when she turned around and saw the person's clear face under the black cloak, she unexpectedly stopped moving in the arms of the person in black robes. At the same time, she also closed her eyes calmly.

The people of Zhengxie and Ye Wen looked at the black cloaked young man in shock. However, the black robed man continued to use his energy to nurture the injured Zi Yan.

The white-robed Cang Yu, who was standing to the side, frowned as he saw the black robed man barge in. Just as he was about to catch his disciple Zi Yan, he realized that the black cloaked man had already caught him.

Now, he couldn't help but be surprised at the speed of this black-robed man.

A moment later, Zi Yan opened her limpid eyes and turned to stare at the black-robed man. Tears gradually flowed from the corners of her eyes as she muttered, "You've come!" The emotions were too complicated. There was a trace of sadness in his happiness, and a few traces of sadness in his excitement.

For some reason, the person in black stared blankly at her rosy purple face. The man in black thought back to three years ago, when he had fallen in his arms during the chase. That young girl who could cast aside everything for him after just a few meetings with him and leave for the underworld. A single tear fell from the eyes of the black-robed man and landed on Zi Yan's cheek.

Zi Yan tried to sit up, resting her arm on his chest, and using her other hand to support the tears on the black-cloaked man's face. Such gentle contact was akin to that of a husband and wife.

However, just as they were deep in thought, an incongruous voice of Yin and Yang could be heard. "Who are you? What are you planning to do with Zi Yan? Let her go, otherwise, I won't be polite with you." The one who spoke was none other than the son of the Horned Manor Lord, Lin Mingyi.

When the black-robed man heard this familiar and unfamiliar voice, he frowned. He still remembered that three years ago, he had almost died in the hands of this father and son. The black robed man held onto Zi Yan as he slowly stood up. He turned around and looked at the incompatible Yin Yang Person, Ming Yi.

"Don't hide your face. Is it that unsightly complexion, or that you have such an unspeakable secret?" The one who spoke was his father, Hornless Hua Rui, who was standing next to him.

When the black-robed man heard this, he couldn't help but smile. He raised his head to look at the father and son pair, and slowly lifted the black cloak with his right hand.

Under everyone's expectation, her fair face and beautiful purple hair were revealed as her cape was pulled back.

The handsome face next to the naked one struck back at the Hornless Manor Lord's insults. The two of them were discussing about the purple-haired youth that suddenly appeared. Seeing that he had a good relationship with the peerless beauty, they could not help but feel a little jealous.

When the Horned Demon father and son saw that head of purple hair, they already knew the identity of this young man in front of them. Their eyes couldn't help but flicker with burning killing intent.

It was this violet-haired youth who had caused him to lose all of his prestige in front of everyone three years ago. It was this violet-haired youth who had caused the woman he had been thinking about to almost perish. For a moment, the father and son couldn't help but reminisce those years ago.

After a moment of silence, Hornless Manor's master, Hornless Hua, seemed to have thought of something and was about to speak. However, the white-cloaked man beside him, Cang Ming, saw through his thoughts and said, "Let's face the enemy first."

When Hornless Manor's Master, Hornless Hua, heard the white robed old man's warning, his entire body shuddered. He couldn't help but inwardly scold himself for being muddle-headed. How could he make such a low level mistake at this time?

The black cloaked man Zi Feng, seeing that the Horned Demon father and son had calmed down, turned around and looked at the handsome youth. He coldly said, "You were the one who hurt him just now."

There was a trace of anger in his voice. Zi Feng didn't know what was going on, but ever since he found out that He Cheng Xiang had left him three years ago, he often thought of that purple-clothed girl who was willing to follow him to the underworld. Now that he saw this purple-clothed girl heavily injured by someone, his heart couldn't help but ache.

The handsome concrete looked at the violet-haired youth that had suddenly appeared and was stunned. However, after hearing the arrogant words of the violet-haired youth, he couldn't help but frown and say, "I'm concrete."

Zi Feng understood the meaning behind his words and replied, "Zi Feng."

Finished speaking, Zi Feng summoned out that ancient longsword. He clenched his right hand and pointed it at the enemy's throat.

The two of them looked at each other and began to fight. The green light and the black Qi collided, and it was obvious that the green light occupied the upper part.

Not long after, with a loud shout from Zi Feng, the handsome youth was knocked back several steps. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood before finally coming to a stop. The crowd suddenly quietened down as they stared at the elegant violet-haired youth.

The handsome young man who had just lost two people in a row was actually defeated in just ten moves. For a time, everyone couldn't help but discuss amongst themselves.

When the Horned Demon father and son saw this scene, they were also extremely shocked. Didn't this violet-haired youth get sealed by Black Robe and Min three years ago?

How could he have such a powerful cultivation? The father and son duo could not help but look at each other in confusion. No matter how they thought about it, they could not understand. In this world, there was no one that could break the seal on Black Robe and Min, not even the other three experts.

The father and son duo looked at each other and could not help guessing. When the white-robed man saw Zi Feng's actions, he couldn't help but chuckle and mutter, "Yan Er's eyes are quite good."

But then he thought, wasn't Zi Feng sealed? In this world, who could break the same kind of seal? The white robe started to speculate.

When Zi Yan saw Zi Feng defeat that valiant youth in the blink of an eye, she couldn't help but smile. She didn't expect that after three years, he would actually become so powerful. It seems that she wasn't protecting him, but … Thinking of this, Zi Yan's cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

Zi Feng happened to look at Zi Yan, which made Zi Yan blush even more. For a moment, she acted as if she had realized something. Zi Feng was not the only one looking at Zi Feng coquettishly.

Zi Feng gloomily looked at the beautiful purple face in front of him. That appearance of a little girl made him look so pitiful.

The handsome youth looked at the purple-haired youth in surprise. The overwhelming pressure from earlier had caused him to be a bit surprised. He had always thought that there was no one in his generation who could make him feel this ashamed. The handsome youth looked at Zi Feng and said, "Three years. Swallow Mountain is at its peak."

With that, he turned around and said to Demon Elder Ye, "Teacher, I'm going to go into closed door cultivation." With that, he hopped on his flying sword and left.

Zi Feng saw the figure that had gone there and shouted, "Three years later, I will definitely make an appointment!" At this moment, the friendship between the two men began.

Zi Feng looked at the people in the Devil Sect and did not say a word, quietly waiting for someone to challenge him.

Before Zi Feng made his move, he had been wearing his cloak as he stood quietly at the side, observing the crowd. He roughly understood what the rule was.

At this moment, the person on the righteous path was brimming with joy. Just now, the purple-haired youth had given them a slap on the face. That final strike seemed so simple, but he hadn't expected it to have such a powerful attack.

After losing two rounds consecutively, the people on the right path all felt very ashamed. In hundreds of thousands of years, they had never been bullied like this by the demonic sects.

However, when the purple-haired young man appeared, they all felt relieved. It was also at that moment that they acknowledged the purple-haired young man. Although they did not know who he was, when he was in a difficult situation, a hero suddenly appeared.

In response, they also acknowledged the love between this violet-haired youth and that violet fairy-like face. Just when everyone was full of worship, a slightly short figure walked out from the Devil Sect. He was about the same height as Zi Yan, and all of them were on Zi Feng's shoulders. As far as the youths who were fighting just now were concerned, this youngster's body was visibly thinner.

Zi Feng felt a peculiar sensation in his heart as he stared at this youth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put his finger on it. That feeling of familiarity, this feeling of having seen him before, made Zi Feng's heart clench in anxiety.

A large amount of people shook their heads helplessly as they looked at the young man in front of them. They couldn't figure out who he was. Just as Violet Maple was in a daze, the youth opened his mouth and said, "Frigid Nightfall." As he spoke, he waved his longsword, sending out a surge of energy towards Violet Maple.

When Zi Feng heard this name, his entire body shuddered. Frost, Frost … The name repeated a few times, as if it thought of something, and it looked at the thin youth with an expression of disbelief. The instant he raised his head, Zi Feng could clearly see the trace of worry in the youth's eyes.

When Zi Feng dodged the attack, the youth heaved a sigh of relief. Zi Feng was puzzled as he watched this scene.

After the two had exchanged several blows, Zi Feng discovered that this youth's cultivation base was higher than his. If he were to fight with his life on the line, he would definitely lose within a hundred moves.

Why is this not the same as the situation with the two contestants? At this moment, Zi Feng couldn't help but confirm his guess.

The battle between the two might seem like a draw, but in reality, Zi Feng had been constantly pressured to the point that he couldn't even move an inch.

After a hundred moves, Han Mu spoke, "At this point, victory and defeat are decided." With that, he floated towards the Devil Sect's camp.

Zi Feng, whose mind was filled with doubts, thought that the youth from just now was about to win. How could he suddenly stop? Zi Feng was puzzled.