Chapter 767
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"Yes, as long as you are willing to stand by and do nothing, our Cloud Light Sect guarantees that we will not act against you. On the contrary, no matter how powerful you are, you are only one person. Do you really think you can contend against my entire Cloud Light Sect? "
Chang Yu's blood-red eyes swept across the people surrounding him, his hoarse voice filled with a thick killing intent. "Return the Little Master to me, otherwise, I will flatten the entire Cloud Light Sect."
"What a joke, you want to destroy my Cloud Light Sect? Stop joking around! "
"Everyone, let's attack together. This guy is already an arrow at the end of its flight, let's kill him together!"
The people of the Cloud Light Sect shouted, their swords flashing, attacking together.
Chang Yu clenched his fists, and the flames on his fists soared into the sky.
"Ah!!" Screams of agony could be heard from the mouths of the Cloud Light Sect disciples.
The fire in Chang Yu's hand was like the Grim Reaper's scythe. As long as it was lightly touched, it would burn into the bones, causing unbearable pain.
The disciples of the Cloud Light Sect were all shocked. Just who was this man?
Why was his spiritual fire so powerful?
On the Cultivation Continent, there should only be … that sect that could cultivate the spiritual fire to such a superb level?
But how could a cultivator from that sect end up in such a desolate place like the Yanwu Continent?
Who was this man?
Just as the Cloud Light Sect disciples were panicking, suddenly, Chang Yu punched out again, but the flames burned for a while, before suddenly being extinguished.
The Cloud Light Sect disciples were instantly overjoyed. "His Spiritual Qi has been used up. Quick, everyone attack together … Hahaha, this time, you're dead for sure!"
In Yanwu Continent, it is extremely difficult to gather Spiritual Qi.
Therefore, once the spiritual energy was exhausted, it was almost impossible to replenish it in a short period of time.
Without Spiritual Qi, without that terrifying Spiritual Fire, what was there to be afraid of?
The auras of the disciples of the Cloud Light Sect surged, and one of them flew high into the air, the long sword in his hand chopping down fiercely towards Chang Yu.
However, his body was still in mid-air when he heard the melodious sound of a zither.
Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his body.
Bang bang bang ~!
Countless bloody holes appeared on his body and blood spurted out. That person fell straight down from the sky.
Chang Yu stood there in a daze, his body unable to support himself, swaying a little.
In his ears, he seemed to hear the zither music that he yearned for day and night. The tip of his nose was slowly entangled with that unforgettable fragrance.
Was she here?
Was she finally here?
That was great. Little Master could be saved. She wouldn't be sad anymore.
Chang Yu's body swayed and suddenly collapsed.
"Chang Yu!" The familiar voice that he had been anticipating for a long time rang in his ears. "Chang Yu, how are you?"
When the pill was stuffed into his mouth, Chang Yu felt the vitality that had disappeared return bit by bit.
Even his dried up dantian was slowly surging with spiritual energy.
With difficulty, Chang Yu opened his blood-blurred eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, don't worry about me. The little master was taken … taken to the west side of the Wuwang Mountain Range … you must … must save the little master …"
He is a selfish man.
He was not so noble and loyal.
He was concerned about his little master and worried about his little master's safety.
But what he was more afraid of, and what he couldn't bear to see, was that the girl in front of him would be sad.
He also knew that the Little Master was her everything, an existence that she viewed as important as her own life.
So, even if he had to die, he had to help her protect Little Master's life.
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