"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 hands in his palms, and then boundless pride arose in his heart. And his eyes suddenly became extremely determined.
Long Yimeng is a master who has entered the ninth level of Taoism. His cultivation is ten levels higher than Feng Luochen. With her help, Feng Luochen's pressure suddenly eased 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 intent 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 Jian Beichen's mountain-like momentum together.
Even with Long Yimeng's help, it was still extremely difficult for the two of them to face Jian Beichen. In any case, Long Yimeng has the strength to enter the ninth level of the Taoist realm after all. So at this time, she can still support it.
But Feng Luochen was already in a precarious situation. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and even stained the clothes on his chest red. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Feng Luochen has already reached the limit of what he can bear.
"That's enough, Brother Jian. Mr. Feng is from the same human race as you and I, so why do you have to make things difficult for 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 his own safety and step forward to face Feng Luochen together. Why can't I do it even though I care about it?
"Xin'er, this kid colluded with the demon clan first, 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. You said that he colluded with the demon clan. There must be some misunderstanding in this."
"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 interceded for Feng Luochen, which 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 has strengthened Jian Beichen's thoughts.
You must know that the saint of Yaochi regretted her marriage, which caused Yaochi to become the target of public criticism. If it weren't for Shen Xiangyun's sacrifice, Yaochi would have been kicked out of the eight major sects in the immortal world. In order to stabilize Yaochi's position, Shen Xiangyun also tried every means to establish a relationship with Yunshang Tiangong.
Although Shen Xiangyun became Jian Taixu's mistress, this relationship was still shady after all. Therefore, Shen Xiangyun also racked his 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.
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 are combined, the relationship between Yunshang Tiangong and Yaochi will be inseparable.
Su Xiner is gentle and lovely, and Jian Beichen has been coveting her for a long time. Jian Taixu did not refuse this. If my disciple could marry the Yaochi Saint Su Xin'er. It can be regarded as making up for the regrets I had at that time.
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 kid, after all, you colluded with the demon clan first. But since Xin'er begged 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. But Feng Luochen's iron-clad appearance 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 is just like Jian Taixu back then, both of them are so sanctimonious. As for Feng Luochen, these simple words. Then he used Jian Beichen again, which made him 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. What if Jian Beichen was oppressed by a master and left alone and helpless. Maybe when he is on the verge of despair, he will really choose to kneel down to his opponent.
"Hmph, since you are bent on being 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. I saw his hands holding the mysterious magic formula on his chest. As the magic formula was formed, a terrifying giant sword also appeared in front of him.
This move condenses the 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 masters in the Emperor Realm would not dare to forcefully fight against each other.
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 turn into 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 hits two people, they will be shattered to pieces.
At the moment when the giant sword was formed, the mountain-like pressure was relieved. Feng Luochen saw the menacing approach of the giant sword and hurriedly pulled Long Yimeng behind him. He gritted his teeth and then stretched out his palms, trying to catch the 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, he suddenly felt pain in his arms. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes were extremely determined. He had to block this sword because Long Yimeng was behind him.
Jian Beichen smiled happily, and as he pushed forward with his palms, he increased his strength again. He didn't use all his strength directly because he wanted to watch Feng Luochen slowly shatter in front of him. As the power of the giant sword increased, the skin on Feng Luochen's arms began to gradually break.
"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 continued to gush out from Feng Luochen's mouth. He has reached the breaking point and may collapse 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 standing in front of her, she smiled extremely tenderly. Even under this sword, she will die. But with Feng Luochen by his side, death seemed 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. The giant sword pushed them back more than fifty feet. Even the solid ground had two deep ravines due to their retreat.
Death was so close to them. But Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng smiled at each other. It seems that with each other by our side, death will be fearless. Even if he dies in the end, he will definitely not be lonely on the road to hell.
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 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 blood and flesh. At this moment, death was only one step away from him.
There was also blood gushing out from the corners of Long Yimeng's mouth. The power of this sword would cause her to be seriously injured even if she did not die. 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 is indeed an insurmountable gap. Feng Luochen smiled miserably, never expecting that less than a month after his rebirth, he would die again.
"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 in an instant, and a man in black robe fell from the sky and landed in front of Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng. He stood with his hands behind his back and actually blocked the terrifying giant sword three feet in front of him.
