767 He Is a Selfish Person

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"Yeah, as long as you are willing to stand by and watch, our Yunguang Sect promises not to take action against fellow Daoists. On the contrary, no matter how powerful you are, there is only one person, do you really think you can compete with my entire Yunguang Sect?"

Chang Yu's blood-red eyes swept over everyone who surrounded him, and his hoarse voice sounded with strong killing intent, "Return the little master to me, otherwise, I will raze the entire Yunguang Sect."

"Joke, it's up to you to want to level my Yun Guangzong? Stop making jokes!"

"Let's go together, this guy is already at the end of the fight, let's kill him together!"

The people of Yunguangzong shouted loudly, the sword light flashed, and they all attacked.

Chang Yu clenched his fists with both hands, and his fists burst into flames, hitting them fiercely.

"Ah!!" A scream came from the mouth of the Yunguang Sect.

The fire in Chang Yu's hand is like the scythe of the god of death. As long as it is touched lightly, it will burn to the bone, and the pain is unbearable.

The disciples of Yun Guangzong were terrified. Who was this man?

Why is his spirit fire so powerful?

On the Continent of Cultivation, the only one who can cultivate Spirit Fire so well should be... that sect?

But how could the cultivation of that sect end up in such desolate places as Yanwu Continent?

Who is this man?

Just when the disciples of Yunguang Sect were terrified, suddenly, Chang Yu punched out again, but the flame burned for a while, but it suddenly went out.

The Yunguang Sect disciple was overjoyed, "His spiritual energy is exhausted, hurry up, let's go together... Hahaha, this time, you are dead!"

In Yanwu Continent, the gathering of aura is extremely difficult.

Therefore, once the aura is exhausted, it is almost impossible to replenish it in a short period of time.

Without the spiritual energy, without that terrifying spiritual fire, what is there to fear about this man?

The disciples of Yunguang Sect were imposing, and one of them flew high, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Chang Yu.

However, his figure was still in the air, but the melodious sound of the piano came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, before he could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from his body.

Bang Bang Bang!

Countless blood holes appeared out of thin air, blood shot out, and the man fell straight from the air.

Chang Yu stood there dumbfounded, his body shaking uncontrollably.

He seemed to hear the haunting sound of the piano in his ears, and the tip of his nose slowly entangled in the quiet fragrance that he could not forget.

Is she here?

Is she finally here?

Great, the little master is saved, and she won't be sad.

Chang Yu's body shook and fell suddenly.

"Chang Yu!" The familiar, long-awaited voice rang in his ears, "Chang Yu, how are you?"

With the elixir stuffed into his mouth, Chang Yu only felt that the lost vitality was returning little by little.

Even the dry dantian slowly began to have spiritual energy.

Chang Yu struggled to open his blood-blurred eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, leave me alone, the little master was taken...to the west side of the Wuwang Mountains...must...rescue the little master..."

He is a selfish person.

He is not so noble and loyal.

He cares about the little master, and he is also worried about the safety of the little master.

But he was even more afraid, and even more reluctant was the sadness of the girl in front of him.

He knew even more that the little master was everything to her, the existence she regarded as her life.

Therefore, even if she died, he would help her save the little master's life.

Mu Yan reached out and covered his eyes lightly, and at the same time the piano sounded, the melodious music made Chang Yu dazed, and slowly fell into a soft sleep.

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