As soon as Yu Wuya's name came out, the originally bustling Houshui forest fell silent. In a short while, all the ghosts walked and scattered, and even the colorful ghosts changed their expressions and fled in a hurry.

Seeing that Yun Wan was still standing there, the kind-hearted ghost said: "I think you, little monk, should run away as soon as possible, that Yu Wuya is called 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow', if you let him know that you are involved with us, you will also There won't be any good results." After speaking hastily, the little ghost ran away quickly.

Yun Wan has an impression of Yu Wuya.

In the original novel, he didn't have many roles, but he was quite famous, and he was regarded as an opponent by the male lead. However, the other party was arrogant and refused to compete with him. Even if the male lead ascended later, this is his eternal regret.

Yun Wan didn't expect to meet the male supporting role of a novel just by selling goods.

"Let's go." Xie Tingyun picked up Yunwan's collar, and took her away without hesitation.

Never thought that the two of them were cut off by a red sword energy before they ran out of Houshui forest.

The sword energy was different from what Yunwan had seen before. It was as red as cold flames, as fast as lightning, silent and unstoppable, and it easily left a deep sword mark on the ground. The ground on both sides of the crack was burning, faintly Still glowing.

When the dust cleared away, a man's figure emerged from the light and shadow.

very high.

The body is straight, like a tall and straight pine and cypress in the wind blade.

The clothes are also simple, the black clothes outline the strong arms, the narrow waist, and the red cloud patterns are not so obvious embroidered on the belt. With a blindfold on his left eye, he stared at Yun Wan with a cold face, obviously with murderous intent.

— Yu Wuya, the direct disciple of the master of Kunlun Mountain.

If Xie Tingyun's aura is restrained, then Yu Wuya is completely released. The thick spiritual power is like an invisible strong wind pressing down layer by layer. The urgency makes people breathless. The nearest plants could not bear the force, and the green leaves quickly withered, leaving only bare branches swaying in the night.

Yu Wuya pressed his eyelids, and his aura became even more fierce.

What he was looking at was the "stolen item" that Yun Wan had not had time to hide, a high-quality refining stone for refining.

Feeling guilty, Yun Wan secretly hid the stone in the storage bag.

"Take it out." Yu Wuya clenched the sword tightly, and his voice contained no trace of emotion.

"T-take what?"

"all."

all?

How dare he say everything? ? ?

What a joke, why should she take out the money she earned by herself!

Yun Wan sneered: "Oh, I'll take it if you ask me?" She hid behind Xie Tingyun and pushed him, raised her forehead, and ordered, "Go."

Xie Tingyun remained calm, looking at the sword that Yu Wuya was holding in his palm calmly.

The sword is one of the ancient divine swords. It is called Chiying. Survival.

There were countless ghosts who fell under the red shadow and could not be reborn, Yu Wuya also became the "ghost-seeing sorrow" in the mouth of demons.

and-

It's also loyal.

Chiying Yongsheng only recognizes one master, the sword exists when people live, and the sword dies when people die.

very nice…

Xie Tingyun's eyes flickered, and he was still reluctant to take his eyes off the long sword.

Peerless Good Sword sensed his change, and was dissatisfied with the sword, and the hilt slammed his thigh fiercely.

The pain made Xie Tingyun sigh, reluctantly moved his eyes away, and said in a calm tone, "Be accommodating."

Yun Wan gained confidence in an instant, and glared at Yu Wuya threateningly, "Did you hear that, if you don't get out of the way, he should be rude."

From Yu Wuya's point of view, Yun Wan, who hides in the back with his neck snarled, is just like the fox in Fox's Fake Tiger's Prestige, which is ridiculous except for being funny.

"Among the six realms, only the demon Huo Cangsheng, you are also disciples of the righteous way, instead of subduing demons to defend the way, instead colluding with demons and ghosts, why do you want me to let you go?"

Judging by his appearance, he is not ready to let them go.

Yu Wuya pointed his sword at the two of them, "Draw the sword and that's it."

Xie Tingyun was unmoved, it seemed that he didn't take him seriously at all.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more anxious, Yun Wan couldn't help but bumped Xie Tingyun's arm, "I told you to draw your sword..."

Xie Tingyun was very calm: "Yes, I know."

"and you…"

Xie Tingyun was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and took two steps forward, his awe-inspiring momentum only forced Yu Wuya—

"I am Sui Yuan, the lord of Cangwu Palace, and I used to know your master Xuanqing. It stands to reason that you should also be honored as master. I don't want to argue with you and other juniors, so I might as well say goodbye."

Yu Wuya: "..." You kidding me?

Yun Wan: "..." You kidding me?

Not only Yu Wuya, but even Yun Wan thought it was outrageous.

Sui Yuan is a walking legend in the world of comprehension. The author only uses a few strokes to describe him as a character who is like a banished fairy. Among them, some people fear him, some worship him, and some compare him to a god. Sui Yuan has to add a title.

He is a natural sword cultivator, he was born with alchemy, a hundred-year-old Nascent Soul, and he reached the tribulation stage at the age of two hundred. He is a peerless genius in the eyes of the entire cultivation world. The daughter offered to help him overcome the catastrophe and ascend, so as to seek his protection.

Even if the boss in front of him is a real boss, Yun Wan doesn't believe that he is the real Suiyuan!

This pretense is too big!

Sure enough, Yu Wuya laughed: "If you are Sui Yuan, then you must be holding a peerless sword."

"That's right."

Yu Wuya folded his sword around his chest, "If you pull it out, I will believe you."

"."

The surroundings became quiet again.

Yun Wan rolled her eyes and couldn't help poking his arm, "Pull it out."

Xie Tingyun's eyes were calm, and he said directly: "I can't pull it out."

"...??"

Can't pull it out... What do you mean?

Facing Yun Wan's confused expression, Xie Tingyun didn't answer.

Among all the ancient artifacts, only one is the most special, and that is the peerless sword in his hand. The Peerless Sword was originally called the Xie Chong Sword. It was conceited and greedy. It once emptied three Lingshan Mountains with a single sword, and was soon conquered by Xie Tingyun.

It was willing to be with him not because the human sword was in sync with him, nor did it fall in love with a sword, it was simply because Xie Tingyun's cultivation base was mellow, and a small cultivation base could reach a spiritual mountain, so every time he sent it, Xie Tingyun would Contribute such a little bit of cultivation.

He wants a sword regardless of loyalty, as long as it is easy to use, so they have been a pure cooperative relationship for a hundred years. As a result... Xie Tingyun's crossing tribulation failed, his cultivation base was temporarily gone, and even the golden core was damaged in the thunder tribulation, and it would take at least ten years to restore his previous cultivation base.

After the ascension failed, let alone spiritual power, there was no travel expenses back to Cangwu Palace.

This time is good, the arrogant Peerless Sword looks down on the sword master who has suddenly become useless, and refuses to let him pull it out, and has to be carried by someone else. The ton-heavy sword is heavy to death no matter whether it is carried on the body or fastened on the waist. It wasn't the aura of the Peerless Sword that could deter demons, Xie Tingyun had already thrown it away.

Yu Wuya had already guessed that he was a low-level cultivator who used Suiyuan's name to cheat. This situation made him laugh out loud, and after laughing, he sarcastically said: "Mr. Pretending? Since you are obsessed with obsession, don't blame me for being unforgiving."

The red shadow in his hand felt the master's killing intent, the blade buzzed, and the red light tightly wrapped the blade.

Yun Wan's heart almost jumped into her throat, her scalp was numb, she grabbed his sleeve tightly, her tongue was trembling: "What, what should I do, you have a few percent chance of defeating him."

Xie Tingyun's tone was calm: "Ten percent."

Yun Wan immediately relaxed, and she said, how could it be so easy to admit defeat with the boss's aura of forcing back the monsters.

However, in the next second, Yun Wan heard him say the most embarrassing words in the toughest tone—

"100% sure, I will lose."

"..."

Then say something! !

"Let's run..."

Yun Wan grabbed Xie Tingyun's sleeve and wanted to turn around and run, but he smiled contemptuously, his smile was calm and self-possessed, unpredictable, just when Yun Wan thought that he was planning a trick, Xie Tingyun said firmly, "I can't run away."

Yun Wan: "..."

She ate crabs until she caught her mouth, she never thought she would be so silent now.

But Yun Wan can also understand.

Yu Wuya is the male lead's formidable rival. Since he can share the same status with the male lead, his strength should not be underestimated. In this world of self-cultivation where there are so many strong men, even a boss like Xie Tingyun will meet his opponent, let alone It was an opponent like Yu Wuya.

—She shouldn't take Xie Tingyun too seriously.

Yunwan suddenly thought of the golden pill that Yangui gave him.

She originally wanted to sell it to other monks at a high price when she entered the city, but now the situation is urgent and there is no delay. Yun Wan struggled secretly, and finally took out the golden pill from the storage bag, stared at it for a while with heartache, and handed it to Xie Tingyun solemnly:

"Give."

Xie Tingyun glanced away from the corner of his eye and frowned.

"This is a good thing that can make people stronger. Just, even if you can't beat him, at least it can let us escape."

Seeing that Xie Tingyun was still hesitating, Yun Wan couldn't wait, she stood on her tiptoes and forcefully stuffed the golden pill into his mouth, tightened her jaw and lifted it up forcefully, with a grunt, the golden pill slid down the man's throat and into his stomach.

Seeing him eating, Yun Wan was full of anticipation: "How?"

how?

Xie Tingyun savored carefully, shaking his head: "As always"

As always, that is no change.

Impossible, could it be that the ghost is fooling her?

Seeing Yu Wuya getting closer and closer, Yun Wan was cruel and threw the storage bag over, "Everything is here, return it to you now, can you let us go?"

Yu Wuya took it with one hand, opened it, and even he was shocked by the "dirty things" inside.

In addition to tempering stones and various fairy grasses, there is also a full money bag piled up underneath. This is the first time in Yu Wuya's 27 years that he has seen a monk earn money from evil spirits.

"There's a lot to do."

He didn't know whether he was mocking or praising.

Yunwan's flesh is hurting.

It's full of money! Her hard earned money!

Yu Wuya approached her with a sneer, "But do you think I will let you go?"

? ? Dare this fellow be a fishing law enforcement officer? Fortunately, she kept an extra mind and didn't give everything away.

Seeing that Yu Wuya was about to come, he heard several chaotic footsteps in his ears, and looked closely, it was Chu Tiancheng and the other disciples of the Wuji Sect.

Yun Wan murmured inwardly that it was not good, Yu Wuya, the King of Hades, didn't even send him away, yet another group rushed over, it seemed that he was doomed.

But the expected situation did not happen.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were empty, they drew their swords and slashed at Yu Tianya. Yu Tianya also didn't expect that the disciples of the Wuji Sect would attack rashly, and he raised his arms to fight back after being stunned for a moment.

Yu Tianya has cultivated so well that even if dozens of people go up together, they won't be hurt at all. The strange thing is that no matter how many times they fall down, they will eventually get up and rush towards Yu Wuya, their delirious appearance is like being poisoned by a gu.

In the chaos, misty smoke rose from under the feet, and soon enveloped the entire back water forest.

Before Yun Wan could figure out the situation, Yan Gui floated to the tree beside him.

The woman's delicate and fragrant body is wrapped around it like a snake, with a charming smile, and her eyes made of green spirit stones are becoming more and more enchanting, "Little monk, why don't you leave quickly? This phantom of mine can only last for a quarter of an hour. If you don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late..."

After speaking, she laughed twice, and the fragrance mist lingered from her fingertips.

Yun Wan reacted quickly, took out the teleportation talisman she had hidden in advance from her arms, grabbed Xie Tingyun and walked away.

Yu Wuya stared at their disappearing backs, his expression deepened, and he swung his sword to cut off the illusion, ignoring the bewildered expressions of the people underground, and stared coldly at the direction in which the two left.

"despicable."

For a moment, thin lips uttered the word cold.

**

The teleporter takes them to a random cave.

The cave seems to have been inhabited, and there are still tools used by hunters.

After making sure that Yu Wuya and the people from Wuji Sect would not chase after him, Yun Wan's tense mood relaxed for the time being.

She slumped on the ground, and said to Xie Tingyun, "Thanks to Sister Yangui, we are safe now."

Xie Tingyun didn't respond, his body swayed in place twice.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Yun Wan hurriedly stood up to support him, even through the wide sleeves, she could still touch the man's overly hot skin.

Yun Wan frowned slightly: "Xie Tingyun, are you okay?"