"Brother Feng, I will face it with you this time."
The title changed again inadvertently, and the two hearts were slowly getting closer. Feng Luochen tightened the soft little hand in his palm, and then boundless pride arose in his heart. And his eyes suddenly also filled with emotion.
Became extremely determined.
Long Yimeng is a master who has entered the ninth level of Taoism. Her cultivation level is ten realms higher than Feng Luochen's. With her help, Feng Luochen's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot.
Jian Beichen looked at the two of them, looking like they were sharing weal and woe, and murderous intent suddenly filled his eyes.
"You, an ant in the human world, finally chose to collude with the demon clan. Looking at the way you are holding hands, are you going to risk the disapproval of the world and marry this demon clan woman?"
"Having said that, I have never gone back on my word. But now that Long Yimeng is the first to attack me, you can't blame me. Since you want to protect her wholeheartedly, I will take her down in front of you.
"
Jian Beichen snorted coldly, and a strong murderous intention flashed in his eyes. He pushed his momentum to the extreme, and Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng suddenly felt the pressure doubled. They held each other's hands and resisted together, Jian Beichen
This mountain-like momentum.
Even with the help of Long Yimeng, it was still extremely difficult for the two of them to face Jian Beichen. In any case, Long Yimeng had the strength to enter the ninth level of the Dao realm. So at this time, she was still pretty good.
support.
But Feng Luochen was already in dire straits. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and even dyed the clothes on his chest red. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Luochen was
Luo Chen had already reached the limit of what he could bear.
"That's enough, Brother Jian. Mr. Feng is from the same human race as you and I, so why do you have to embarrass him again and again? Our trip to the human world is just to prevent Bai Suzhen from breaking the seal. Let's take down Long Yimeng and return to the fairy world as soon as possible."
Seeing Feng Luochen's blood-stained appearance, Su Xiner's heart suddenly ached. At the same time, she also blamed herself very much. Long Yimeng could ignore her own safety and step forward to face Feng Luochen together. Why?
I obviously care, but I can’t do it?
"Xin'er, this kid colluded with the demon clan before, and he still doesn't know how to repent. If we let him go today, he might help the demon clan and kill my fellow humans in the future."
"Xin'er can guarantee that Mr. Feng is definitely not such a person. If you say that he colludes with the demon clan, there must be some misunderstanding."
"As a human race, I don't help slay demons, but I repeatedly defend this demon woman. Such behavior is a shame for my human race. Xin'er, you don't have to plead for him. Today, he must die.
"
Su Xiner's plea for Feng Luochen made Jian Beichen furious. He had felt before that the relationship between Su Xiner and Feng Luochen was extraordinary. Now the worried look in Su Xiner's eyes was even stronger.
The thoughts in Jian Beichen's mind.
You must know that the saint of Yaochi regretted her marriage, causing Yaochi to become the target of public criticism. If it were not for Shen Xiangyun's sacrifice, I am afraid that Yaochi would have been kicked out of the eight major sects in the immortal world. In order to stabilize Yaochi's status, Shen Xiangyun also tried every means to hook up with Yunshang Tiangong.
relationship.
Although Shen Xiangyun became Jian Taixu's mistress, this relationship was still shady after all. Therefore, Shen Xiangyun also racked her brains for the long-term peace and stability of Yaochi. Finally, she had an idea and wanted to imitate the marriage between Yunshang Tiangong and Yaochi.
Lift.
She made a marriage arrangement for her disciple. And now the Yaochi Saint Su Xin'er is the fiancée of Xianjun's disciple Jian Beichen. Once the two get married, the relationship between Yunshang Tiangong and Yaochi will also be close.
Inseparable.
Su Xin'er was gentle and sweet, and Jian Beichen had long coveted her for a long time. Jian Taixu did not refuse this. If his disciple could marry the Yaochi Saint Su Xin'er, it would be considered as compensation.
It’s my regret back then.
Seeing his future wife caring so much about a man, Jian Beichen naturally felt angry. What's more, this man had disgraced him not long ago. However, at this moment, Jian Beichen suddenly smiled.
.
"You brat, after all, you colluded with the demon clan first. But since Xin'er pleads for you, I will give you another chance. As long as you kneel down and admit your mistake to me, I will forget about it, how about it?"
Jian Beichen laughed, pretending to be generous. In fact, he never wanted to let Feng Luochen go. It was just Feng Luochen's iron-clad appearance that made him very unhappy. He just wanted to see Feng Luochen.
Begging for mercy towards him.
"You know that I won't kneel down, so why are you pretending? You are unwilling to lose, so you find excuses to go back on your word. Is it possible that at this moment, you still want to establish a majestic image of yourself?"
The corners of Feng Luochen's mouth were stained with blood, but there was a smile on his face. This Jian Beichen was just like the Jian Taixu back then, both were so sanctimonious. But Feng Luochen, this simple
A few words. Then he used Jian Beichen again, which made Beichen very angry.
"This so-called descendant of the Immortal King still thinks that we are weaklings like him. Huh, if the situation were reversed today, I am afraid that Jian Beichen would have knelt down for us long ago. He is obviously a sanctimonious person, and he still pretends to be noble.
,I bother."
Long Yimeng's contemptuous words reached Jian Beichen's ears again. And these words also completely angered him. Because Long Yimeng was not wrong. If Jian Beichen was oppressed by a master
, and is isolated and helpless. Perhaps when he is on the verge of despair, he will really choose to kneel down to his opponent.
"Hmph, since you are committed to being in league with the demon clan, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Condensing Qi into a sword, the sword can conquer the south."
Jian Beichen snorted coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away. He saw his hands holding the mysterious magic formula on his chest. As the magic formula was formed, a terrifying giant sword also appeared in his eyes.
appeared in front of me.
This move condenses immortal power into a giant sword, which is the unique skill of Yunshang Tiangong. This giant sword is five or six feet long, and it contains extremely terrifying power. Not to mention Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng
, even a master of the Emperor Realm would not dare to take it casually.
At this moment, Jian Beichen just wanted to completely obliterate the man and woman in front of him. He didn't even want to capture Long Yimeng again. What Long Yimeng said completely angered him. He just wanted to watch.
The two people in front of him were reduced to ashes in front of him.
At this time, Jian Beichen's eyes were full of murderous intent. He pushed forward with both palms, and the giant sword roared towards Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng. If this sword hit the two of them,
They must be shattered to pieces.
At the moment when the giant sword was formed, the mountain-like pressure was relieved. Feng Luochen saw the fierceness of the giant sword and hurriedly pulled Long Yimeng behind him. He gritted his teeth, then stretched out his palms,
I want to take this sword forcefully.
Jian Beichen controlled the giant sword and rushed towards the two of them. The moment Feng Luochen came into contact with the giant sword, his arms suddenly felt painful. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes were extremely determined. He must
He must block this sword because Long Yimeng is behind him.
Jian Beichen smiled happily, and as he pushed forward with his palms, he increased his strength again. He did not use all his strength directly, because he wanted to watch Feng Luochen slowly shatter in front of him. With the giant sword
As his strength increased, the skin on Feng Luochen's arms began to gradually break apart.
"Miss Long, I'm afraid I can't survive. As soon as you find the opportunity, run away."
Blood stained Feng Luochen's arms, but he still used his own hands to block the giant sword for Long Yimeng. Blood kept pouring out of Feng Luochen's mouth. He had reached the edge of collapse.
He may fall down at any time.
"You guys, do you always like to be so generous? We agreed that we will face each other this time, and you are not allowed to leave me behind."
At this critical moment, Long Yimeng suddenly smiled. Looking at the man in white who was standing in front of her, she smiled extremely tenderly. Even under this sword, she would die. But Feng Luochen
Accompanying me, it seems that death is not so scary anymore.
Long Yimeng took a step forward and stood side by side with Feng Luochen. She raised her hands and concentrated all her demonic power on her palms. The two of them faced the terrifying giant sword with four palms.
However, driven by the giant sword, they kept retreating. Pushed by the giant sword, they retreated for more than fifty feet. Even the solid ground showed two cracks due to their retreat.
Deep ravine.
Death was so close to them. But Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng looked at each other and smiled. As if they were by each other's side, death would be fearless. Even if they died in the end, they would not be afraid of death on the road to hell.
feel lonely.
At this critical moment of life and death, Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng were still so affectionate. When Jian Beichen saw this scene, he became angry again. He shouted loudly and activated his immortal power to the extreme. And that
The giant sword suddenly shone brightly.
"go to hell."
An extremely terrifying aura came from the giant sword. Jian Beichen pushed forward with both palms, and the giant sword roared towards the two of them. Feng Luochen's palms were already covered in flesh and blood. At this moment, the distance between death was
I am only one step away.
Blood gushed out from the corners of Long Yimeng's mouth. The power of this sword meant that even if she did not die, she would still be seriously injured. She glanced at the crumbling Feng Luochen beside her, her eyes full of worry.
With Feng Luochen's cultivation level, he would definitely die under this sword. This gap in cultivation level was indeed an insurmountable gap. Feng Luochen smiled sadly, but he didn't expect that less than a month after his rebirth, he would be dead again.
About to perish.
"Hmph, who dares to hurt my sister?"
At this critical moment, a thundering dragon roar came from the distance. A black stream of light came instantly, and a man in black robe fell from the sky and landed in front of Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng. He held his hands behind his back.
And Li actually blocked the terrifying giant sword three feet in front of him.