Chapter 85 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (50)
Feng Ziang's heart sank, and he protected He Yushu behind him, "Yushu, be careful!"
He Yushu's eyes changed and he drew his sword, "You don't have to pretend to be kind!" Although he said harsh words, the sword in his hand pointed at the blood shadow without hesitation.
Feng Ziang said no more. He knew that now was not the time to explain. The most important thing was to resolve the current crisis first.
The two of them stood back to back, facing the blood shadow together.
Feng Ziang's spiritual roots came into play again in the moment of crisis. A steady stream of spiritual energy poured into his body and transformed into powerful spiritual power.
He poured his spiritual power into his palms, and the wind from his palms was so fierce that it forced the blood shadow to retreat again and again.
He Yushu's swordsmanship is exquisite, the sword light flashes, and he is as agile as a swimming dragon. It complements Feng Ziang's palm wind and traps the blood shadow within it.
Although Blood Shadow had a higher level of cultivation, he gradually felt the strain facing the two of them joining forces.
He roared angrily and tried his best to break out.
However, Feng Ziang and He Yushu cooperated well, both offensively and defensively, and always kept him under control.
In the end, Bloodshadow was defeated, spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and fled.
"Want to run?" Feng Ziang sneered and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by He Yushu, "Don't chase a poor enemy."
Feng Ziang glanced at He Yushu and understood what he meant.
Although Blood Shadow escaped, the threat from the Demonic Path still exists and they cannot take it lightly.
The two walked out of the secret cave. Feng Ziang took a deep breath and was about to explain the previous misunderstanding, but his face suddenly changed and he grabbed He Yushu's wrist, "Be careful!"
The chilling demonic energy surged in like a tide, threatening to engulf the two of them.
As Feng Ziang and He Yushu stepped out of the secret cave, they were shocked by the scene before them and gasped.
The area surrounding the dilapidated Taoist temple was filled with dark minions, all of whom had hideous faces and emitted a nauseating stench.
Blood Shadow stood in front of the minions, with a cruel arc on the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand dripping with black blood. It was obvious that he had not gone far before, but was gathering people, preparing to catch them all in one fell swoop.
Feng Ziang cursed inwardly and clenched the sword in his hand.
He originally thought that he could escape by getting rid of Blood Shadow, but he never expected that this demon was so insidious and cunning.
Looking at the enemies who were eyeing him covetously, Feng Ziang was anxious. He was worried that He Yushu would be hurt again.
Previously, in order to save him, He Yushu was hit by the palm of Blood Shadow. Now, his old wound has not healed yet, and he has a new one. How can he resist the siege of this group of demons?
"He Yushu, stand back!" Feng Ziang growled and protected He Yushu behind him.
The spiritual roots in his body were running wildly, quickly transforming the surrounding spiritual energy into spiritual power. A powerful force surged in his body.
Xueying sneered, "You overestimate your own abilities!" Before he finished speaking, he flashed and turned into a black shadow. The long sword in his hand, carrying a strong demonic energy, pierced Feng Ziang directly.
Feng Ziang did not dare to be negligent and drew his sword to block.
With a clang sound, the two swords collided, and dazzling sparks burst out.
He Yushu did not retreat, as he knew very well that retreating at this moment would only distract Feng Ziang.
He silently recited the spell, and condensed an ice-blue spiritual power in his hand, which struck the blood shadow's back.
Xueying sensed the attack from behind and had to dodge to the side, giving Feng Ziang a chance to catch his breath.
The two of them cooperated well, and for a while they were evenly matched with Blood Shadow.
However, the surrounding demon minions surged in like a tide, waving their weapons and attacking from all directions.
Feng Ziang and He Yushu gradually felt overwhelmed. The surrounding houses began to collapse in the aftermath of the battle, and dust flew everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.
"We can't go on like this!" Feng Ziang gritted his teeth. While fending off the attacks of the evil minions, he was looking for a way to escape.
However, the number of the evil minions was too large, they were like leeches on the tarsal bone and could not be shaken off.
At this moment, Feng Ziang felt a powerful force approaching...
A crisp voice came from behind: "Oh, it looks like someone needs help." The white fox flashed and appeared next to Feng Ziang and He Yushu.
It swung its tail gracefully, and a circle of soft white light emanated from its body, forming a spiritual barrier that blocked all the attacks from the demon minions.
"Oh my, it looks like someone needs help." The white fox's voice was clear and pleasant, yet with a hint of cunning.
Feng Ziang was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, "Senior White Fox!" He didn't expect that at this critical moment, White Fox would show up to help.
"Stop talking nonsense," the white fox glanced at him, "I can create an illusion to confuse these demon cubs, but the time is very short. You must seize the time to escape."
Feng Ziang and He Yushu looked at each other and immediately understood what the white fox meant.
They quickly adjusted their breathing, suppressed their own spiritual power to the minimum, and prepared to escape from this place the moment the white fox launched the illusion.
"Are you ready?" asked the white fox.
"Okay!" they both answered in unison.
The white fox waved its tail, and a strange energy wave spread out, instantly enveloping the entire dilapidated Taoist temple.
The evil minions only saw a flash before their eyes, and the originally dilapidated Taoist temple turned into a magnificent palace. The companions around them also turned into fairies in gorgeous clothes, each of them posing in a coquettish and charming manner.
They were suddenly distracted and forgot their original purpose, and began to fight for the "fairy" beside them.
Xueying sensed something was wrong and roared, "Illusion! Wake up!" However, his voice was distorted by the illusion and turned into a lewd sound, which instead stimulated the desires of the evil minions even more.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Ziang and He Yushu ran silently towards the hidden exit of the town.
They were so fast that they disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Blood Shadow finally got rid of the influence of the illusion. He looked at the chaotic scene and roared angrily.
He knew he had fallen into a trap, but Feng Ziang and He Yushu had long since disappeared.
After escaping the town, Feng Ziang and He Yushu did not let down their guard.
They knew that the Demonic Path would not give up the hunt easily, and they were also worried about Elder Su's situation.
"Where are we going now?" He Yushu asked.
Feng Ziang looked at the mountains in the distance, his eyes flashing with determination. "Go into the mountains!"
Without any hesitation, the two flew towards the deep mountains.
Under the cover of night, their figures quickly disappeared into the dense jungle...
"Wait..." Feng Ziang suddenly grabbed He Yushu and looked forward vigilantly.
"Wait..." Feng Ziang suddenly grabbed He Yushu and looked around vigilantly.
There was an imperceptible fluctuation in the air, which made him feel nervous.
"There is a formation."
He Yushu followed Feng Ziang's line of sight and saw that the dense jungle seemed peaceful, but in fact it was full of murderous intentions.
He frowned slightly and touched the tree trunk with his fingertips. A wisp of black air swirled up and quickly corroded the green branches and leaves.
"A demonic tracking formation, and there is more than one."
Deep in the mountains, ancient trees stood tall, blocking out the sun. An eerie atmosphere permeated the humid air, making He Yushu feel a little uneasy.
He subconsciously moved closer to Feng Ziang, a barely perceptible hint of vulnerability revealed on his cold face.
Feng Ziang noticed something was wrong with He Yushu, and felt a surge of guilt.
It was all his fault for being impulsive and bringing He Yushu into this dangerous situation.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He held He Yushu's hand tightly, his tone firm.
Thinking of his special spiritual roots, Feng Ziang's eyes flashed with determination.
He sat cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and began to frantically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
The rich spiritual energy in the deep mountains surged into his body like a tide, and he quickly transformed it into pure spiritual power, forming a thin barrier that enveloped him and He Yushu.
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