Jian Beichen's palm possesses the power of the Emperor Realm. Under this palm, Feng Luochen's internal organs received a strong impact. His throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. After the blood spurted out, he felt a little better.
Feng Luochen took a strong breath and jumped in the air. Although he landed safely, he still felt dizzy. He staggered and barely regained his balance. If it weren't for the Chixiao Sword, some of its strength would have been relieved. Jian Beichen's palm was enough to seriously injure him.
"Hmph, your bones are really hard. I didn't expect you to be able to stand under my palm. But so what if you can take my palm? If you have the ability, you can try to take another palm from me. try."
Jian Beichen snorted coldly, but a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes. Feng Luochen, who couldn't rely on external force, would definitely not be his opponent. It seems that today, he can finally avenge his shame. As he slowly approached, an extremely strong momentum swept towards Feng Luochen.
Feng Luochen calmed down the churning energy and blood in his body. He unsheathed his sword and faced Jian Beichen, who was walking slowly. He didn't have the slightest confidence in today's battle. But facing Jian Beichen, his old enemy, he could only fight.
"Back then, even when I faced the illusory way of heaven, I never felt afraid. Since this battle is unavoidable, I will not shrink back even a little bit. If you want to fight, then come and fight."
Looking at the menacing Jian Beichen, Feng Luochen's heart also ignited boundless fighting spirit. The Chixiao Sword was in his hand, making waves of sword chants. A fierce and unparalleled sword energy immediately rose into the sky. At this moment, Feng Luochen instantly entered the realm where man and sword are united.
"Such a strong sword energy. His understanding of the sword has reached such a level. And in a blink of an eye, he can enter the realm of the unity of man and sword. From this point of view, he did not fight with me just now. Try your best."
Looking at Feng Luochen whose sword energy was soaring into the sky, a look of helplessness flashed across Chu Geyin's eyes. He had been fighting Feng Luochen for a long time just now, and the sword energy in Feng Luochen was far less terrifying than it was now. Having such sword energy in his body shows that his understanding of the art of swordsmanship is definitely above his own.
"Brother Jian, please stop. Although Mr. Feng has a few friends from the demon race, he has not done anything to harm the interests of our human race. We are all from the same race, so why do you keep making things difficult for him?"
Seeing Feng Luochen injured and vomiting blood, Su Xiner's heart suddenly ached. Seeing that Jian Beichen was about to kill him, she could no longer care about anything else and rushed forward to block Feng Luochen. Su Xiner's interruption also made the aggressive Jian Beichen stop in his tracks.
"Xin'er, everyone in the world knows that you are my fiancée. You have repeatedly helped outsiders to fight against me, and where have you put me? Besides, it is our responsibility to kill demons. He has been with the demon clan To be with him is to be an evil heretic. If I kill this traitor, what's wrong with me?"
Looking at Su Xiner standing in front of him, Jian Beichen couldn't help but feel angry. There may be many grievances between him and Feng Luochen. But the source of hatred between them is Su Xiner. If it weren't for Su Xiner, Jian Beichen probably wouldn't be so aggressive.
"Brother Jian, please forgive me if you have to. As the young master of Yunshang Tiangong, you should respect your identity. You have repeatedly bullied the weak, and you have ruined the reputation of Yunshang Tiangong. Where will you be? If you cultivate Quite literally, in a fair fight, I will never stop him."
Jian Beichen's words also made Su Xiner frown slightly. She was indeed Jian Beichen's fiancée in name, but she didn't like this identity very much. In addition, Jian Beichen hurt Feng Luochen many times. Su Xiner felt more and more disgusted with him.
Little did he know that Su Xiner's words made Jian Beichen furious. He suppressed the anger in his heart, and his eyes almost burst out with fire. He looked at Su Xiner in front of him, and the trace of admiration he had in the past completely turned into deep resentment.
Under the gaze of everyone, Su Xiner did not give herself any face. Could it be that in the other person's mind, he is just a bully? But to be honest, Jian Beichen's behavior is indeed no different from that of a villain. It's just that he is immersed in his own world and doesn't know it yet.
"Su Xiner, you and I both belong to the eight major sects in the immortal world. Yunshang Tiangong and Yaochi have also been friends for many years. You and I are of the same family, and our master even made a marriage contract for us. But although you are the saint of Yaochi, I haven’t taken it seriously yet.”
"Outside of the eight major sects, there are many sects that are more powerful than your Yaochi. In the past thousand years, if it had not been for the protection of my Yunshang Tiangong, your Yaochi would have been kicked out of the eight major sects long ago. Su Xiner , there are some things you shouldn’t say, you’d better think them through before deciding whether to say them or not.”
"Thousands of years ago, the then Holy Maiden of Yaochi regretted her marriage in public, which caused my Yunshang Tiangong to lose all face. My master put it past the past and helped Yaochi secure his position in the eight major sects. Yaochi's success today depends entirely on my Yunshang Tiangong. It’s just that you, the so-called Saint of Yaochi, don’t understand the rules anymore.”
"The engagement between you and me represents the friendship between Yaochi and Yunshang Tiangong. If I, Yunshang Tiangong, are willing, Yaochi will be destroyed immediately. You must know that among the eight major sects in the immortal world, everyone is I'm very interested. Su Xiner, for the sake of Yaochi, it's better for you not to cause trouble."
Jian Beichen smiled coldly, and there was also a hint of threat in his words. When Su Xiner heard this, there was a hint of bitterness in her heart. Shen Xiangyun, the current head of Yaochi, is her master. Su Xiner grew up in Yaochi since she was a child, and Yaochi is her home. Even though she was dissatisfied, how could she ignore Yaochi's safety?
Jian Beichen's words also made Su Xiner not sure what to choose. Feng Luochen may not have any feelings of admiration for her, but she has already had a deep love for Feng Luochen. One side is the person you love, and the other side is your sect. Su Xiner's eyes sparkled with tears. At this moment, she didn't know how to choose.
"Su Xiner, among the geniuses in the immortal world, your cultivation level is not too high. You haven't reached the emperor realm yet, how can you stop me? Today, I will kill him in front of you. Even if you have If you don’t want to, what can you do?”
Seeing Su Xiner's hesitant look. The anger in Jian Beichen's heart also rose again. I saw a very strong momentum suddenly burst out from him. Su Xiner's shoulders seemed to be pressing on a huge mountain. Under the pressure of Jian Beichen's momentum, she could no longer move at all.
Su Xiner has just entered the ninth level of Taoism. And her talent is not very good. She also doesn't have the ability to leapfrog enemies. Jian Beichen was a level higher than her, so he could easily imprison her.
After imprisoning Su Xiner, Jian Beichen also smiled coldly. He walked towards Feng Luochen again, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Since Su Xiner is so ignorant of praise. Jian Beichen was going to kill Su Xiner's beloved man with his own hands in front of her.
"Miss Su, thank you for speaking out for me. This is a grudge between me and Jian Beichen, and it has nothing to do with you. And if Jian Beichen wants to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
There was a trace of guilt in Feng Luochen's words. Perhaps this is the so-called most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman. If it weren't for Long Yimeng, maybe he would have a crush on Su Xiner. But feelings and fate are so wonderful. When you fall in love with someone, you can no longer tolerate others in your heart.
Seeing Jian Beichen approaching step by step, Feng Luochen also stepped forward with his sword in hand. Since his own cultivation level is far different from that of the other party. Rather than passively defending, it is better to attack. I saw his long sword unsheathed, stabbing hard at Jian Beichen with the force of destroying mountains and rivers.
What Feng Luochen used at this time was the first of Qingtian's seven skills. He pushed his spiritual power to the extreme. He also completely injected his own sword energy into the Chixiao Sword. The Chixiao Sword let out a sword roar, and the sword energy suddenly shot into the sky, making it invincible.
Today, Feng Luochen is only at the sixth level of the Dao realm. But even the masters who have entered the ninth level of the Tao realm would not dare to catch his sword easily. However, the Jian Beichen in front of him had already surpassed the realm of Taoism. Now he has reached the third level of the Emperor Realm.
"Hmph, Qingtian Qijue? I think it's nothing more than that."
Jian Beichen snorted coldly, as if he didn't take Qingtian Qijue in his eyes. Little did he know that not long ago, he was defeated miserably by Qingtian Qijue. It's just that Feng Luochen can't rely on external forces now. Therefore, the power of Qingtian Qijue is naturally greatly reduced.
Jian Beichen was heard to let out a low shout. A wall of air suddenly appeared in front of him. This Qi wall was spread by his spiritual power. Feng Luochen's long sword penetrated the air wall for less than half an inch, and could no longer move forward an inch. The two sides were in a stalemate, and Feng Luochen's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.
Following Jian Beichen's loud shout, the wall of air in front of him instantly turned into a wave of air. Under this wave of air, Feng Luochen was like a small boat in the angry waves, or like a wisp of duckweed in the strong wind. He only persisted for a moment before he was knocked back seven or eight feet by this powerful wave of air.
Feng Luochen used the force of his retreat to tap the ground with his toes. After using the force to rebound, he rushed towards Jian Beichen again. The sword in his hand was like a dragon swimming out of the water, and his moves were directed at Jian Beichen's vital points all over his body. At this moment, Feng Luochen no longer held back the slightest bit. In his hands, the Chixiao Sword also displayed exquisite swordsmanship with every move.
Feng Luochen seemed to have overwhelming fighting spirit, and his moves were even more fierce. However, in his heart, he was very helpless. He himself understood that even if he used all his skills, he might not be able to do anything about Jian Beichen in front of him.
