Chapter 2037: Sneak Attack!

Bloody scene.

Both of Yuwen Yu's arms fell to the ground.

Blood splattered all over the ground.

The screams came over, giving people a sense of horror across the field.

"Ah!"

Yuwen Yu was in so much pain that sweat dripped from his forehead and he wailed in pain.

His whole face was pale and he was trembling with pain. In his eyes, the originally gentle and elegant Luo Junchen suddenly turned into a demon who killed people without blinking an eye.

His voice became hoarse, and his eyes looked at Yuwen Huaxuan outside the field with despair.

He never thought that the arrival of his master would become his death warrant.

"Stop!" Yuwen Huaxuan was so angry that his eyes were about to spit fire, and he almost used up all his strength to roar.

Yuwen Yu was his proud disciple.

He had a special physique and would have a chance to reach the peak in the future.

He originally thought that the Penglai Immortal Envoys were coming in large numbers, and Luo Feng would not dare to fight back at all, and would directly hand over the Penglai children and captives to show goodwill to the Penglai Immortal Island. Little did he know that this was the situation before him.

Yuwen Huaxuan was furious.

He wanted to rush into the sacred mountain immediately and cut Luo Junchen and others into pieces.

"Let the flame... stop." Luo Junchen paused for a word, and at this moment, the three-foot green sword had slowly reached Yuwen Yu's throat.

This meant that Luo Junchen's next sword would directly cut through Yuwen Yu's throat.

Feeling the coldness coming from his throat, Yuwen Yu was so scared that he urinated incontinently and almost fainted. His pupils were dilated to the extreme, desperate, and wailing, "Save me... Save me."

Yuwen Huaxuan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger, but at this moment, he could only look at Yuwen Fadian.

Yuwen Fadian's expression was as cold as frost, and he tightly grasped the square demon burning box in his hand.

He was unwilling.

If the flames were withdrawn, wouldn't it mean that Penglai would bow to a mere remnant of the Luo family!

But now,

Yuwen Yu's screams echoed in everyone's ears.

It was inhumane.

In front of everyone, could he still ignore the life and death of Penglai's disciples?

As the Holy Son, he was destined to become the core figure of Penglai in the future. If this matter was spread, it would probably chill the hearts of some Penglai disciples.

Yuwen Fadian was in a dilemma.

The hand holding the Four-sided Demon Burning Box was shaking.

"Holy Son, please remove the flames." At this time, Yuwen Huaxuan's voice came to his ears, "With the destructive power of the three-color flames, Luo Feng, who is now in the flames, would probably have turned into ashes long ago. Why not simply remove the three-color flames to avoid wasting the energy of the treasure."

Yuwen Fadian nodded slowly.

"Retract!"

In an instant, the clusters of jumping three-color flames flew back into the Four-sided Demon Burning Box as if they were attached to spirituality.

The area covered by the sea of ​​fire was getting smaller and smaller.

All eyes were focused on it...

On the sacred mountain, outside the field.

When the three-color flames covered the area, there was no trace of Luo Feng in their eyes.

Everyone wanted to know whether Luo Feng could withstand the burning of the mysterious three-color flames.

Luo Junchen and others held their breath, and their eyes could not hide their worries.

The flames were getting smaller and smaller.

But Luo Feng's trace was not seen for a long time.

Everyone in the sacred mountain was getting more and more depressed.

Where did Luo Feng go?

"If he was still conscious, he should take the opportunity to rush out of the sea of ​​fire at this moment." Yuwen Fayun raised the corner of his mouth coldly, "It seems that he has turned into ashes in all probability."

"The so-called strongest man on the land is just like this, just a mad demon." Yuwen Fadian was also disdainful.

He had the Four-sided Demon Burning Box and was not afraid of Luo Feng at all.

Even if Luo Feng suppressed him in terms of strength, the result was already doomed.

Clusters of flames flew back...

"Impossible, the boss will be fine." Tiemian and others were also very nervous at this moment.

But as the coverage of the flames became smaller and smaller, their hope seemed to be getting slimmer and slimmer.

As Yuwen Fayun said, if Luo Feng was fine, he could take this opportunity to escape from the coverage of the three-color flames...

Everyone was very depressed.

"It will definitely be fine." Luo Junchen tightly grasped the three-foot green sword in his hand, praying silently, and his eyes faintly flashed a hint of red. If Luo Feng was in trouble, he would not hesitate to take revenge at the cost of his life.

"It has disappeared." At this moment, Yuwen Fadian was almost certain, and laughed directly. The last part of the flames was about to be retracted. Yuwen Fadian glanced at Luo Junchen in the direction of the sacred mountain, "Did you see it? I removed the flames, so what? Luo Feng's ending has long been doomed? I tell you, this is the difference between Penglai Tianjiao and the natives of the outside world!"

They have the best resources in Penglai.

Such as treasures!

A treasure can sometimes decide the outcome.

Luo Junchen and the others clenched their fists...

At this moment.

No one noticed that under the last few flames that retreated, there was a piece of dead branch.

It was inconspicuous.

However, at this moment, the dead branch moved with the flames and flew towards the four-sided demon burning box...

After Luo Feng's mental power amplitude increased significantly, he found that even if he was in the space inside the dead branch, he could control the dead branch through the power of the divine mind master.

When the three-color flames devoured him like an ocean, Luo Feng wanted to hide directly in the mysterious bronze tripod, but in a flash, Luo Feng had another idea, using the remaining power of the dead branch to hide in the dead branch space.

He wanted to attack by surprise!

When he realized that Yuwen Fadian had recovered the flames, Luo Feng was even more delighted.

This undoubtedly gave him a great opportunity.

Controlling the dead branch, hiding under the three-color flames, getting closer and closer to Yuwen Fadian.

At this moment, Yuwen Fadian's attention was completely on the sacred mountain, staring at Luo Junchen and others with a sneer.

"Listen, people on the sacred mountain, Luo Feng is dead, no matter how much you resist, it's in vain." Yuwen Fadian's luck, his voice was like thunder, resounding through the sky, "Now, you immediately release the Penglai disciples, perhaps, one of you will have a glimmer of hope."

The voice was deafening.

Many people's eyes were fixed on the thunder area.

The direction where Luo Feng had stood before was completely empty, not even a speck of dust.

"Luo Feng, is he really gone?" Many warriors in the distance also felt a faint discomfort in their hearts, and their brows were subconsciously furrowed.

"The three-color flame is so terrifying."

"This is the horror of Penglai."

Everyone sighed and sighed.

Yuwen Fadian was completely unaware that danger was approaching...

Suddenly!

Whoosh!

A blazing white light appeared.

It was already within reach of Yuwen Fadian.

White clothes suddenly appeared!

Like an evil spirit, it fell from the sky.

Directly punched.

Snow danced in the sky.

With the most powerful move, it fiercely hit Yuwen Fadian...