A huge amount of spiritual power like flying snow exploded, and the middle-aged man who was flying over seemed to have hit a barrier and retreated!

Wenliang's fingers wiped away Gu Yangyang's tears. The other person's breath was gentle and cool, which made Gu Yangyang feel very safe.

She raised her head and stared blankly at the person in front of her.

After a long while, she called out softly: "Master..."

The girl's soft call was nasal, and her soft voice was a little hoarse. It sounded full of attachment, like a bullied little animal that finally found its backer and fell headfirst into the backer's arms...

Yan Wu sighed in his heart, he shouldn't have come out so early.

But when he saw the girl in danger in the water mirror, his main body almost lost control and he almost went crazy...

I really have to come this time.

Although he thought so in his heart, the man's calm eyes under his eyelashes were still stirred when they touched the girl's wet pupils, and his broad and slender hands fell on the girl's head.

"Don't be afraid."

Seeing the person coming, Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing pursed their lips.

The two of them lowered their heads, knowing full well that after what happened today, they would never be able to return to Chongming Immortal Sect...

Yan Wu slowly raised her eyes. The man had a cool and clear temperament, like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain. He was out of reach and intimidating. Especially the restrained and powerful aura emanating from him made people's hearts tremble!

The middle-aged man was not unfamiliar with him when he saw him, but he said with fear and surprise: "Immortal Chonghua, I didn't expect that this little girl is your disciple."

"In that case, I will let her go. Please take her away. As for my two rebellious sons, I will take them back with me. From now on, they will no longer be members of Chongming Immortal Sect!"

The middle-aged man spoke in a domineering and arrogant tone. Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing both lowered their heads and remained silent, with their hands clenched tightly at their sides.

Gu Yangyang swallowed the pill that Yan Wu fed her, and immediately a warm current surged into her body, dispelling the remaining fear and coldness in her body.

She raised her head and looked at the man with a cold face, then turned to look at Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing who had tried their best to protect her. A steady voice came from above her head:

"Can."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that he would be so easy to talk to. He laughed out loud, turned around and prepared to leave.

But then a spiritual force containing powerful oppression attacked from behind, so fast that the middle-aged man almost couldn't avoid it!

"Cough cough..." Hit directly by the spiritual power, the middle-aged man covered his chest and coughed twice, looking at Yan Wu and Gu Yangyang with gloomy eyes.

"What does this mean, Immortal Lord?!"

He almost roared in anger, gritting his teeth as if he wanted to put Gu Yangyang in his mouth and tear her into pieces!

Suddenly seeing the other person's disfigured and horrific face under the black cloak, Gu Yangyang was so frightened that she trembled all over and almost vomited.

Fortunately, a large palm was pressed on her back, and he pressed her into his arms, gently stroking her back to comfort her.

She heard the man say in a cold voice: "You can leave, but you can't leave so easily."

"Does the Immortal Lord mean to take action?" The middle-aged man narrowed his sinister eyes and said fearfully.

"You hurt my disciple. If I let you go easily, I would not be worthy of being a teacher." Yan Wu said.

The middle-aged man clenched his hands in his sleeves, and was extremely angry. He suppressed his anger and sneered, "I'm afraid the Immortal Venerable has misunderstood. I didn't hurt your disciple! If you don't believe me, you can ask her!"

Yan Wu loosened his hand on Gu Yangyang's back, and slowly looked at the face of the person curled up in his arms. Gu Yangyang also raised her head and looked at him, her big wet eyes full of dependence, and she seemed a little frightened...

"I'm not injured..." he said slowly.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could show a smug smile on his face, he said, "But... you scared her."

The man's voice was indifferent from beginning to end, but this inexplicable sentence brought an endless sense of oppression to the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man had no choice but to use his luck, put his palms forward, and put up a barrier to resist the huge spiritual power coming from the other party.

He was struggling to resist, and his face was visibly hideous.

After a while, beads of cold sweat began to break out from his forehead and slid down his horrified face.

His legs pressed firmly against the ground, his feet dug into the soil, and he kept moving backwards, leaving a deep and long mark on the ground...

The powerful spiritual power was like cold ice, so sharp that it cut the middle-aged man's already withered and rotten hands, making them even bloodier...

The strong chill was like a thread, flowing along the cut made by the middle-aged man and entering his body. The extremely cold air spread rapidly in his body, freezing his blood and meridians inch by inch...

"ah!!!"

When the icy air spread towards his dantian, the middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a painful and tearing cry!

He suddenly loosened his hands and retreated rapidly, but the powerful spiritual power had no resistance and rushed towards him like a flood, turning into a palm and hitting him hard on the chest!

The middle-aged man fell horizontally on the thick tree trunk, fell to the ground, and spit out a large amount of black blood!

So creepy!

Yan Wu glanced at the black blood and said calmly: "You are already the emperor of men, so why do you need to practice these evil ways? In order to prevent you from causing trouble to the world, I will personally kill you today."

After saying that, he gently let go of Gu Yangyang, raised his hand and walked slowly forward, and a long sword made of ice appeared in his hand.

When the middle-aged man saw this, his face suddenly twisted.

He leaned against the tree behind him and kept backing away. He finally realized the gap between himself and the person in front of him, and fear appeared in his eyes!

"You evil creature! What are you still standing there for? Help me now!" He shouted viciously at Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing who were standing beside him.

However, the two people stood there, motionless, and didn't even glance at him.

"Evil creature!!!" he yelled, but finally gritted his teeth, reached out his hand to take out a pitch-black bead from his arms, and crushed it hard!

In an instant, black fog filled the air before my eyes, like a sky splashed with ink.

Yan Wu frowned, returned to Gu Yangyang in the blink of an eye, and held her in his arms.

When the smoke cleared, the other person's figure could no longer be seen.

Jiang Zhisi and Jiang Ziqing, who were not far away, also disappeared...