Thinking of this, Jiang Deng hurriedly reached out to feel Xiao Chen's breath, and found that he was still breathing, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, it's okay. As long as I wake up again, I can still suppress the demon's energy."
Fearing that Xiao Chen would be crushed to death by her again, Jiang Deng quickly stood up and went to the side to think about how to attract the hatred of Xiao Chen after she woke up, so that the seventh apprentice could use his ultimate move to hit her.
“Master…”
A voice filled with resentment and anger rang out.
Xiao Chen, who was lying half-dead on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. He staggered to his feet and glared at Jiang Deng angrily, "Master, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in and seeking death!"
Um?
Doesn't it seem a bit like the Seventh Disciple?
Seeing the other person's familiar eyes, Jiang Deng asked tentatively: "Are you the third disciple... Duan Chuan? But haven't you been here for a long time?"
"Nonsense! I'm back again!"
Duan Chuan slowly stood up, opened his arms, and laughed wildly: "I am now full of strength! Master, look at the sword——"
As he spoke, he was about to use the energy of the devil to combine into a suitable long sword to fight Jiang Deng again.
Bang!
Just then, a white shadow flashed by.
Baili Chengfeng fell from the hole in the roof that was smashed by Jiang Deng, and hit Duan Chuan squarely.
"Master, you're fighting alone and you even brought an accomplice with you. How despicable..."
Duan Chuan's tone was full of reluctance. He pointed at Jiang Deng and then at Baili Chengfeng. Then he could no longer hold on and fainted with his eyes rolled back.
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