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In the duel of masters, there are no too gorgeous moves, only palm strikes, and the fight is spiritual power.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up out of thin air all around, blowing the ground three feet, and the sky was spinning.

Lu Xiaoya, who was freed, was thrown upside down uncontrollably.

Holding the crystal staff, she wanted to rush up to hit Deng Jiuchao's sap several times, but she had more energy than she wanted, and she couldn't get close at all.

The long skirt on Mo Yanyan's body fluttered and fluttered, and her face turned blue and white, and then red, as if she was enduring great pain.

Deng Jiuchao had a relaxed expression on his face, "Why bother, Junior Sister, follow me, or you will get hurt."

"Even if my aunt dies, she will never surrender to you, a master traitor."

Mo Yanyan roared angrily, trying her best to compete with Deng Jiuchao's spiritual power.

"Since that's the case, don't blame your brother for destroying flowers with his hands."

Deng Jiuchao showed a ruthless expression, and poured all the spiritual power into his palm, "Break!"

The moment he yelled the word "bro", the two palms that were stuck together separated instantly.

"what!"

Bang!

Deng Jiuchao flew upside down screaming in pain, his whole body was entangled in electric arcs while flying upside down in the air, his long hair exploded, and blood spewed out from his mouth, "Small bald head, you're not dead yet!"

"Weeping Blood Sword, chase after thousands of miles!"

Chapter 1240 Double Cultivation

Holding the dying Mo Yanyan in his arms, Chen Yu threw the Weeping Blood Sword flying with his hands.

Under the hazy moonlight, the Weeping Blood Sword turned into a red afterimage and shot at Deng Jiuchao who was flying upside down in the air.

Deng Jiuchao turned somersault after volleying in the air, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the depths of the jungle, "I will be back."

The sound moved from near to far, and soon disappeared into the distance.

"The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. It's a pity that the family ran away."

Chen Yu muttered to himself regretfully, and hurriedly checked Mo Yanyan's injuries, "Lady, are you alright?"

"Death, if you can't die, your spiritual power is exhausted, and you have been shocked and injured the eight extraordinary meridians."

Mo Yanyan replied weakly.

Lu Xiaoya rushed over wiping her tears, "Brother, you are still alive, master, master..."

Chen Yuheng hugged Mo Yanyan, "Let's go, let's listen to Fengxuan."

"The scoundrel said you were dead, which made me sad to death."

Lu Xiaoya trotted to keep up with Chen Yu who was walking fast.

"The power of his palm is enough to instantly kill a person with the same strength as me, but don't forget that brother is immortal, as long as he still has a breath, he can quickly recover by himself."

Chen Yu explained with a solemn expression.

If Deng Jiuchao hadn't been too conceited and gave Chen Yu an extra slap, how could he still be alive at this time?

Quickly rushing back to Tingfengxuan, Chen Yu fed some of his own precious blood to Mo Yanyan who was already in a coma, and then sat down in the living room with a dignified expression.

Hearing Lu Xiaoya say that Deng Jiuchao is their uncle, Chen Yu was also very puzzled.

Not only did Mo Yanyan never mention such an uncle, even the grandparents never mentioned it.

Why did a powerful uncle suddenly appear?

And this master is still a bad embryo, a big villain.

Chen Yu vaguely guessed that Mo Yanyan's recent strange words and deeds were most likely related to Deng Jiuchao's sudden appearance.

Perhaps, Mo Yanyan had discovered that Deng Chaochao was active nearby, or had been following them secretly.

Mo Yanyan woke up at noon the next day. Although her injuries had improved, she didn't have any spiritual power.

Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan's dual cultivation helped her recover as soon as possible, but they were worried that her body would not allow it, so they gave up such a thought.

Boiled a bowl of nourishing soup for Mo Yanyan, and Chen Yu fed it to Mo Yanyan himself, and then asked: "Is the man surnamed Deng really a master?"

Mo Yanyan shook her head slightly, "No, he was kicked out by Master Guan'er a long time ago."

"Oh, why did Grandma Grandmaster drive him out of the sect?"

Chen Yu asked.

"Because I was fascinated by his medicine when I was 15 years old, and almost lost my virginity. At the very moment, Master Guan'er rushed back, abolished his cultivation, and expelled him from the master's school."

Mo Yanyan sat cross-legged on the bed, and continued to say: "Because he became a cripple, Master Guan'er and I thought he was bound to die, but we don't know what happened to him, and he miraculously survived." After finishing it, he has also cultivated his own kung fu to a new height, which is comparable to Master Guaner's new height."

"In the words of a little boy, his combat power is at least 15. If he hadn't been careless, you and I, master and apprentice, would definitely not be his opponent."

Chen Yu nodded slightly without saying a word, secretly scolding Deng Jiuchao as a pervert, who almost took Mo Yanyan's virginity, and the method was still so despicable and rotten!

What Mo Yanyan said was the truth, if Deng Jiuchao hadn't been careless, Chen Yu would never have succeeded in the sneak attack.

At that time, Chen Yu saw Mo Yanyan and Deng Jiuchao competing in spiritual power, and sneaked behind her without making a sound, and almost used all his strength to help, knocking Deng Jiuchao back and causing electric injuries.

Often doing double cultivation with Chen Yu, Mo Yanyan is already immune to Chen Yu's electric energy, otherwise, if the strong current passes through her body, she may be injured more seriously, and may even die on the spot.

"I must recover my strength as soon as possible, find him before he recovers from the serious injury, and kill him to avoid future troubles. Otherwise, not only us, but also Master Guan'er will be in danger."

Mo Yanyan narrowed her eyes slightly and entered the state of sitting and practicing.

Chen Yu really wanted to wake up the little one and follow Deng Jiuchao, but it was too deep in sleep to wake up at all.

"Master, are you awake, do you feel better?"

In the evening, Mo Yanyan woke up from her meditation practice, and Lu Xiaoya, who was standing by, immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Yanyan nodded slightly and asked, "Where's your brother?"

"Senior brother went out to collect medicine for you, master, I will help you."

Lu Xiaoya replied, seeing that Mo Yanyan was about to get out of bed, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

At this moment, Mo Yanyan's face was still pale without a trace of blood, and she looked sick.