I became the pet of the Celestial Masters by cooking

About a quarter of an hour ago, a total of seven people including Yin Tangfeng and Yan Yu finally caught up with Shi Yu and his men.

As soon as Ma Fu met, the two parties exchanged hands without any nonsense.

Shi Yu's side had been prepared for a long time, and after a few moves, two people activated the array under the cover of their companions.

Yin Tangfeng's side didn't expect it, and the seven of them fell into the way of the magic circle for a while. Only Yin Tangfeng, Yan Yu, and Fan He from Tianchiguan had sharp eyes and quick hands, broke through the siege of the magic circle, and continued to chase the escaped three people.

These three people were quite cunning, they fled in three directions respectively, and the three who pursued could only split into three groups——Yin Tangfeng chased Shi Yu, Yan Yu chased the burly and dark one, Fan He chased Holding a Dharma sword and wearing a Taoist robe, he left alone.

Yin Tangfeng quickly caught up with Shi Yu, and the Chitang sword was enveloping Wanjun's momentum, hitting Shi Yu's back heart directly, Shi Yu turned around to fight, and the golden steel crutches danced fiercely.

He used to be famous for using swords, but Zhou Bo's handbook didn't record what magic weapon he used at that time. It's hard for Yin Tangfeng to judge why he changed to a golden crutch, but he won't be slack because of this, mentioning With [-] points of energy, his mana flowed rapidly, he chanted spells, and he advanced and retreated with certainty, and he was evenly divided with Shi Yu.

On the other side, Yan Yu met a subordinate who was holding a ghost-shaping stick. This man was tall and powerful, but lacked flexibility and seemed not good at spells.

After discovering the opponent's weakness, Yan Yu was not polite at all, and frequently used magic spells or yellow talismans. At first, the opponent was able to parry, but gradually began to be clumsy. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

One of Fan He's subordinates was wearing a Taoist robe like him, but the other party's Taoist robe was really not flattering, so he barely recognized it.

Tianchi Temple has always had strict requirements on the clothes of the disciples. The honor of this person in front of him is a challenge to Fan He. No matter how he looks at the other party, he will not show mercy, and he will not show mercy. He wishes he could dress neatly Immediately carved into each other's bones.

In the rear, Zhang Dongmu, Xiao Jia, Xiao Yi, and monks from the Yuan family, who were trapped by the magic circle, finally broke through the siege and seriously injured the two enemies who maintained the magic circle. Xiao Yi, who was slightly injured, and the monks of the Yuan family guarded the enemy and contacted backup at the same time.

After the arrangements were made, Zhang Dongmu and Xiao Jia followed the sounds of fighting in front of them, and they met Fan He first. He whipped the downcast Taoist on the opposite side like a soft whip, and the two joined the battle at the right time. , played a match to take down the opponent.

Xiao A took out the special tools of the Special Administration Bureau to tie him up, just as Yan Yu walked over with the burly man who was handcuffed, the four of them met, and after a little discussion, Xiao A pressed the two of them to Xiao B's place, and then met with Xiao B. Together they wait for support.

The remaining three rushed to Yin Tangfeng's place, and as soon as they found them, they saw Yin Tangfeng put his foot on the tree trunk to stand firm, turned his head to spit out blood, pulled a sword flower, and prepared to fight Shi Yu again.

The three of them stood by his side, and the battle situation instantly turned into four against one. Shi Yu swept across the faces of the four on the opposite side one by one, turned the golden steel crutch in his hand, and laughed wildly: "Come on! You go together!"

After the words fell, the four of them were not polite, raised their weapons and rushed towards Shi Yu.

Although Yin Tangfeng sparingly spoke harsh words to He Kaimin in the spectator room, saying that he was the only one who could deal with Shi Yu, but he never insisted on personal heroism, why bother to single out when he can fight in groups?What's more, there is no need to talk about moral justice when dealing with a notorious evil cultivator like Shi Yu, and catching him is the best justice!

The four showed their strengths and occupied four directions, blocking all Shi Yu's escape routes, so he could only fight hard with all his strength.

And he is worthy of his reputation back then, one person is still more than enough to fight against four people, the rules are not chaotic at all, and he can't find any flaws for a while.

After ten or so moves, Shi Yu looked at the right time and slammed Zhang Dongmu's abdomen with his crooked head. Zhang Dongmu couldn't dodge, and was hit hard on the right side of his abdomen. He knelt aside and coughed blood again and again.

The other three people were worried about his injury, but no one dared to take it lightly when facing Shi Yu. Fortunately, Zhang Dongmu was old after all. After taking the elixir he carried with him, he sat down cross-legged to rest, and told the three of them not to be distracted by him: " I'm fine, leave me alone.

This man surnamed Shi is nothing more than that, you let him see and see what it means to see the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! "

The three of them felt relieved when they heard Zhang Dongmu's steady voice, and focused on dealing with Shi Yu.

Zhang Dongmu's age was there, and he came all the way, after a long time, he gradually showed weakness, he was not wronged by Shi Yu's blow.

Shi Yu was cruel to him. Zhang Dongmu adjusted his breath for a moment, knowing that his internal organs were fine, but his ribs were probably broken, so he didn't dare to fight again, lest he become a burden to the other three.

In fact, in terms of age, Shi Yu was the oldest in the field, and even though he was nearly seventy years old, he did not look old, except for the fact that his face was covered by tattoos, which made it difficult to see his true face, he was still as agile as a man in his prime Powerful, not at all like an elderly man.

Moreover, his mana is long and surging, and it can be retracted freely. Every time Zhang Dongmu meets him, he can feel that he is suppressed by the opponent's unfathomable mana. This is the accumulation of time for Shi Yu, and it is also the biggest obstacle they have to face now.

Among the remaining three, Fan He was a little older, about forty, and he was able to reach the acme of perfection with a whisk.

But his mana is not deep, nor is it pure, and Fan He is impatient, and he uses big moves as soon as he comes up. After a few rounds, his physical strength and mana can't keep up, so he was slapped by Shi Yu After arriving on the tree trunk, he sat on the tree and gasped for breath. It seemed that he no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

At least there were only Yin Tangfeng and Yan Yu left.

Yin Tangfeng was the first to fight Shi Yu, and he hasn't shown much fatigue since he fought until now, but he felt that Shi Yu was quite weird.

As an evil cultivator who was feared by Yu An's cultivation circle more than 20 years ago, Shi Yu is indeed powerful, but after today's fight, he only felt that the opponent didn't use all his strength. Although he was strong, he was by no means strong enough to be feared by others. To what extent, did Shi Yu have reservations?Or does he have another purpose?Or...is he really old?

"I don't want to procrastinate." Yin Tangfeng moved closer to Yan Yu, and said to him in a voice that only two people could hear, "I can't let him go, regardless of life or death!"

Yan Yu's first reaction was not very agreeable. The goal given to them by the Special Administrative Bureau was to capture Shi Yu alive, but the current situation is obviously not easy to achieve. If the other party's life can only be stopped, then...

"Okay, I will help you!"

The two of them had the same opinion, they stood around Shi Yu, and after taking a short breath, Yan Yu rushed forward first.

His usual utensil is a brass canopy ruler, about 50 centimeters long, about two fingers wide and high, with engraved incantations on all sides to suppress evil spirits and absorb souls.

While running, Yan Yu cut the palm of his hand with the edge of the copper ruler, and then wiped it on the surface of the ruler. The canopy ruler, which was stained with the master's blood, flashed red, which was much more powerful than before. Picking Shiyu is not inferior.

At this time, Yin Tangfeng was drawing a curse on the blank yellow talisman with his scratched fingertips. He was chanting while drawing, and when the blood talisman was drawn, the incantation had reached the last sentence.

The fresh blood on the yellow talisman was scarlet. Yin Tangfeng held the blood talisman between his two fingers and stuck it between his eyebrows. The yellow talisman was automatic without wind, and it became invisible after a while. At this moment, Yin Tangfeng opened his eyes, His eyes were gray and white, and even the pupils seemed to disappear.

The Chitang sword flashed coldly under the moonlight, Yan Yu was pushed back several steps by Shi Yu's crutches, and was about to step forward again, when he saw a black shadow lightning rushing towards him, knocking Shi Yu back several meters. All the trees along the way collapsed, and I was amazed by the countless birds in the distance.

Yan Yu took a breath, wiped the blood on his forehead, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, Yin Tangfeng used this trick, it was a killer.

His blood talisman evolved from the divine talisman, using the spiritual power of natural spirits to strengthen his own strength, and improve various abilities in a short period of time to achieve a fatal effect in one blow.

But the extent to which the power can be extended depends on the strength of the recipient. Yan Yu remembered that the last time he saw Yin Tangfeng use this trick, it was to subdue a ferocious mandrill possessed by a demon within 3 minutes.

The mandrill moved as fast as lightning after being enchanted, and no matter how they arranged it, there was no way to catch it. In the end, Yin Tangfeng used this borrowed magic talisman he created himself, and the speed increased several times in an instant, and finally subdued the mandrill.

Now that the past few years have passed, Yin Tangfeng's strength will only increase but not decrease. Perhaps it is not just his harsh words that defeated Shi Yu.

When he was in a trance for a moment, a huge cyclone erupted not far away, and the surrounding trees broke down one after another. Yan Yu rushed over, and halfway through the run, the ground shook for a while, and the soil under his feet seemed to be tilted in the same direction, although it was not enough to make people unable to stand. Stop, but the movement should not be underestimated.

He held onto the trunk and stood there for a while, waiting for the movement to pass before moving on.

Because of the fight between the two, the mountain forest in front of him seemed to have been dug out a hole, and the fallen trees on the ground slowed down Yan Yu's progress.

With Yin Tangfeng and Shi Yu at the center, there was a mess within a radius of ten meters. Yan Yu watched from afar, and the fighting skills of the two of them had surpassed the strength of monks he could imagine, as if there was... a battle of gods and demons.

Under the moonlight, Yin Tangfeng seemed to be coated with a layer of soft white light, and the Chitang sword in his hand was cold and cold, and he made every move with ease. ,

Shi Yu, dressed in black, looked like a ghost, with fierce attacks and tricky angles.

The two sometimes compete in spells, and sometimes play games close to each other. They each win or lose, but it is always difficult to distinguish between superiority and superiority.

Yan Yushen approached the two with one foot shallow and the other, and the sound of Chitang sword and Jin Gang crutch colliding could be heard endlessly. Suddenly, Yin Tangfeng let out a bang, followed by Shi Yu's muffled groan, and then...

There was silence all around, there was no sound of metal colliding, and there was no sound of fighting.

Yan Yu could only hear his own panting and the sudden rapid beating of his heart.

He stepped up his pace, using both hands and feet, and finally arrived at the battle circle between Yin Tangfeng and Shi Yu.

At this moment, Yin Tangfeng knelt down on one knee, gripped the hilt of the Chitang sword tightly with both hands, and the sharp long sword pierced Shi Yu's shoulder, passed through the opponent's body, and nailed him to the ground.

Shi Yu turned his back to the sky, the golden steel crutch fell to the side, blood gushed out of his mouth, but his face still had that unruly look.

"Boss Yin..." Yan Yu ran towards the two of them while pulling out the special lock.

Yin Tangfeng didn't respond to him, and kept his kneeling posture without moving, but an obvious yellow paper talisman appeared on his face. Yan Yu knew that this was a sign that the magic talisman had failed.

It is not a pleasant thing for the recipient's body to suddenly increase in strength in a short period of time. After the borrowed talisman fails, Yin Tangfeng's body functions will decline rapidly, and he will not make a sound or move, just to allow the body to recover as soon as possible.

Yan Yu didn't know that clearly about this, he only thought that he was seriously injured, and after carefully helping him away, he drew out his Chitang sword and quickly tied up Shi Yu's five flowers.

The Chitang sword only pierced through the opponent's shoulder, and did not hurt the vitals. Yan Yu helped Shi Yu stop the bleeding, and he was able to bring back a living person—this mission was accomplished perfectly.

At this time, Yin Tangfeng, who recovered from his body, stood up and retrieved the Chitang Sword, gasped slightly, looked at Shi Yu, and asked him, "What is your purpose?"

I don't know if it was because of his injury, but Shi Yu seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He laughed twice, and said hoarsely, "You are here, that is all my purpose."