Chapter 808 Yurou!

Originally, Zhi Xuan didn't pay attention to the person behind Meng Po, but when his eyes moved to half of the other person's face, his heart trembled violently.

Uh-huh!

He took a step forward, staring at the face with his eyes, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Although he could only see half of the face, Zhi Xuan was very sure that the other person's appearance was exactly the same as Wang Yurou.

Is it really her?

At this time, Po Meng sneered. At her signal, several figures quickly rushed towards the shisha peak. The whole scene was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Although Shuiyan Feng is the head of the Tianshan Sect, these people are basically masters of the Foundation Establishment Realm. After a few rounds, they seem to be a little powerless.

Turning around, he saw that the other disciples could no longer hold on any longer. They gritted their teeth and shouted at Zhi Xuan, "You're still not helping me!"

However, Zhi Xuan turned a deaf ear and kept his gaze on that half of his face. He suddenly turned to Po Meng and asked, "Who is she?"

"Damn it!"

Shuiyan Feng's face was extremely gloomy. He really didn't know why the other party was interested in the person behind Meng Po at this time.

He shouted loudly, and instantly got rid of the entanglement of several people around him. With a flash of his body, he knocked back the enemies around those disciples.

Po Meng was stunned for a moment, then she realized what she was doing and said with a smile: "Why, when did Mr. Ye become interested in people from our Demon Sect? If you are willing to submit to us, I will tell you her identity. How about that?"

Zhi Xuan looked indifferent, his eyes still focused on the person's face, "Take off her mask, I want to know who she is!"

"Are you kidding? This is the saint of our Demon Sect. You can see it just by looking at it!" Po Meng's face became even more unkind.

Zhi Xuan smiled coldly, "Since she is a saint, her status in the Demon Sect must be very high, but why did she send two people to keep an eye on her? Is there some hidden secret?"

As he spoke, his eyes moved to the woman's shoulders, and he saw two hands on the left and right shoulders, restricting her movements.

Zhi Xuan took another step forward, flipped his palm, and the Seven-Star Longquan Sword pulled out dazzling sparks on the ground, "Today, I must know her identity!"

When the last word fell, his figure had disappeared from the spot. His speed was extremely fast, and he reached the opponent's eyes in an instant.

His palm suddenly reached out and grabbed the white mask on the woman's face without hesitation.

"I want to see if it's your skills that are faster, or mine!" Po Meng snorted coldly, waved her arms, and faced her at the same time.

She had a fight with Zhi Xuan before when she was in Ten Thousand Demons Cave. At that time, the opponent only had the strength of the True Yuan Realm. Later, when she was in Lingyun Sect, she heard that she had shown the strength of half-step of the Core Formation Realm.

A few days ago, at the Liu Family in Longnan, the strength turned into the foundation-building realm. No matter what, one thing is certain, the opponent can leapfrog and fight.

Moreover, the methods are various and cannot be underestimated, so at this moment, all the strength is displayed without reservation.

She took one step forward, and her whole body seemed to shrink to an inch, strangely blocking in front of the woman. Her palms flew, and a white aura turned into a flaming mad knife and slashed in the air.

There is no knife in her hand, but she is able to condense the sword energy, which shows that she is also very powerful, and the erratic energy seems to be able to pierce the space.

If Zhi Xuan didn't take back his hand, he would definitely cut his arm in half.

"Bang!"

Zhi Xuan raised his hand with his backhand, and the sword energy of the Seven-Star Longquan Sword in his hand suddenly surged, and they collided hard together, causing a loud explosion.

"Zhi Xuan, I am also a beautiful woman after all, but you don't know how to show mercy at all, and you are so cruel to me."

Po Meng giggled, but as soon as she finished her sentence, she suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart, and a cold chill rushed straight to her forehead from her footsteps.

Looking up, he saw that Zhi Xuan had a mirror in his other hand. His face changed drastically and his figure suddenly retreated.

"Kunlun is invisible, the mirror absorbs all directions, and condenses!"

Zhi Xuan's palms condensed into a strange posture, and he pressed forward fiercely. The entire space seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The movements of those people illuminated by the Kunlun Mirror suddenly became slower and slower, and finally their entire bodies froze in place.

"What exactly is going on?"

Everyone's faces were full of horror. This was the first time they had encountered such a thing. Their bodies seemed to be tightly trapped by something and they could not move.

At the same time, he was also very scared. If the opponent struck with another sword, he would definitely die.

"Is this the Kunlun Mirror?"

A complicated look flashed across Shui Yanfeng's face. He was also present when he went to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to look for the artifact, but he didn't expect that it would end up in Zhi Xuan's hands.

"Destroy the sky!"

A sneer flashed at the corner of Zhi Xuan's mouth, and the divine sword in his hand fell again. Everyone felt that their whole scalp was numb, and there was nowhere to hide.

Even Meng Po had a look of panic flashing across her face at this moment. If they had fought normally, she could have blocked the sword, but now there was nothing she could do.

She circulated the zhenqi in her body to the extreme, but even so, she did not have the confidence to resist the sword. Just when Meng Po was almost desperate, a force directly pulled her body away, avoiding the power of confinement. .

The sword light fell suddenly, and a three-foot-wide crack was opened on the entire ground, which was bottomless. Zhi Xuan's eyes suddenly looked to the left.

There, besides Po Meng, there was another person with short hair that exploded like a steel needle. He was the master of the Demon Sect!

Zhi Xuan's eyes did not stay too long on him, but slowly turned around and looked at the woman behind him.

Gently taking off half of the mask, a beautiful face fell into his eyes, with black hair and a pair of crescent-like eyes, so familiar.

"Yurou!"

Zhi Xuan's heart trembled.

It was just a guess at first, but I didn't expect that it was really her. I was excited but also very shocked. I didn't know why the other party was here.

At this moment, although Wang Yurou stood there motionless, her eyes were red and filled with tears. This scene made Zhi Xuan's heart tremble.

She remembered!

She finally remembered me!

Zhi Xuan's heart moved, and he quickly tapped Wang Yurou's acupuncture points with his palm a few times, finally releasing the restraint. The next moment, Wang Yurou threw herself directly into his arms, tears falling down.

"Brother Zixuan!"

"Yurou, it's really you!"

Hearing the familiar name, Zhi Xuan was filled with emotions, and couldn't help but hug the delicate body in his arms tightly, for fear that she would disappear.

Suddenly, his eyes moved to Wang Yurou's wrist. There was a deep knife mark there. It seemed that he could see the meridians inside, and the blood on it was not dry.

His face instantly darkened, and an icy chill emanated, making people feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar, "Who did this!"