Han Hao held Han Mengjie's hand tightly.
"Mengjie, Mengjie..."
"Father……"
Han Hao's breath was weak, and he talked about the past intermittently, "Your mother and I have deduced the law of heaven countless times, hoping to find a way to break the situation. In the end, we ended up where we are today."
"Father, stop talking."
"Your mother spent her entire life trying to figure out a way out for you. That's the Xingkui Peak of the Wuji Sect. So during one of Jingxin's travels, I found her. I begged her to accept you. Cough cough cough …”
Han Mengjie burst into tears.
"Not long ago, I heard that Pei Feng had practiced on Xingkui Peak. I knew that her deduction was correct."
Speaking of this, tears oozed from the corners of Han Hao's eyes. "Originally, dad shouldn't have called you back to go through all this. It's just that I still had a chance. I hope he will take it for your sake..."
Han Hao's pupils began to dilate.
"Dad should have died at the hands of the Poison King hundreds of years ago. But he decided to fight against the sky. In a single thought, I killed many people. The law of heaven gave me a greater punishment."
Han Hao's breath became even weaker. He struggled and continued: "In order to escape the will of heaven, my father caused the God descendants to be wiped out. It is our own fault that Pei Feng came to take revenge today. You can no longer enmity with him."
"Promise daddy!" Han Hao's voice suddenly became louder.
"Yes, Mengjie remembered it."
Han Hao finally felt relieved. Through this battle, he fully understood Pei Feng's terror. He has been dealing with the way of heaven all his life, how could he not see that Pei Feng is blessed with the way of heaven. His daughter is definitely no match for Pei Feng. If the daughter wants to avenge the sect, it will be a dead end.
"Pei Feng will not embarrass you because of his friendship with you, cough cough cough..."
Han Hao coughed a few more times and turned his gaze to Lin Xue. "Miss Lin... in our prophecy, Meng Jie can escape this disaster. A few of them protected Meng Jie from here. Don't make an enemy of Pei Feng. He..."
When Han Hao said this, the expression on his face suddenly stopped, and he looked at Chu Feng in shock.
In an instant, many lines were intertwined in his mind. All those unexplainable mysteries became clear at this moment.
"You are..." Han Hao raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at Chu Feng.
"I am!" Chu Feng nodded slowly, and then said: "I will let them leave."
The expression on Han Hao's face changed several times in an instant.
He suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter subsided. He slowly let go of Han Mengjie's hand, and stopped breathing completely with a peaceful smile on his lips. Han Hao was relieved.
Han Hao's soul did not fly out of his body. Because his lifespan was completely exhausted. The soul was extinguished, and in the Immortal Palace, the faded soul turned into specks of starlight.
"Ah!~~"
Han Mengjie wailed in pain. Her body suddenly rose and she stabbed Chu Feng with her sword.
"Ding!"
Han Mengjie's sword was blocked by the butcher's blade. The butcher's powerful aura immediately knocked Han Mengjie back.
"You also want to die here, don't you?" the butcher shouted angrily.
Chu Feng's eyes swept across the thirteen senior sisters one by one. It finally fell on Han Mengjie.
His heart was as sharp as a knife at this moment. He knew that his senior sister had a deep affection for him. But no matter how good fortune gets people. After today's battle, he will become complete enemies with Wuji Sect, Xing Kuifeng, and Han Mengjie.
But he had to do this! He had no choice.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly erupted in the air again. Bandung took action.
A huge, seemingly light hand grabbed Pei Feng. At this time, all the energy in Pei Feng Immortal Palace was exhausted. It is absolutely impossible to use the magical power of "Taikou Tianjie" again.
"Pei Feng, you can't escape today."
Pei Feng did not dodge, nor did he see fear in his eyes. At this moment, the aura on his body completely dissipated. He seemed to be an ordinary person, seemingly giving up struggling and waiting for death to approach step by step.
Xing Kui Thirteen Swords' expression changed at this moment.
Even though they said harsh words. But when they actually saw that their former junior brother was about to be brutally murdered, how could their hearts be at peace?
"Junior brother, junior brother!" Han Mengjie was completely heartbroken at this moment.
On the contrary, the demon cultivators from Wuji Sect did not look so nervous.
Mu Jianping snorted softly, "Seeking death!"
Tianwu said: "I also want to see how strong your master is at the peak of the Soul Fusion Realm."
In the air, at the moment when the big hand was about to hold Pei Feng's body. Pei Feng suddenly turned into a ball of fire.
The powerful power of the Five Elements surged out from Pei Feng's body overwhelmingly. The three-eyed hurricane in his demon palace spun rapidly.
His Immortal Palace has indeed dried up, but he still has the Demon Palace. He is a demon cultivator who has reached the peak of the soul-melting realm.
"Ling'er, it's time to work!"
The strong Nine Yang True Fire showed an angry face. The flame spoke, and its voice was extremely hoarse and low, not like a human voice.
"Wanlong! Back then, you slaughtered my tribe of gods. Today, I will make you irrecoverable."
Wan Long's expression changed drastically. He just realized why Pei Feng dared to empty out the Immortal Palace in front of him. This is a monster of fellow immortals and demons. He is a monster!
Pei Feng's words fell. A sea of fire immediately spread out in the sky. Burning the entire sky red.
Immortal cultivators play in the realm of Tao, realm, and law. Demon cultivators are not so fancy. The source of the Five Elements is everything to them. This sea of fire spread out, and its power was not inferior to the domain power of the immortal cultivators.
"Soul Fusion Realm!" Wan Long couldn't help but exclaimed. Based on his understanding of the nine steps of demon cultivation. The demon cultivator who can spread out this sea of fire has at least reached the late stage of the Soul Fusion Realm.
And at this time Wanlong also felt that Pei Feng's sea of fire was not an ordinary flame, this thing turned out to be the Nine Yang True Fire.
Under such high temperature, Wanlong's cultivation was greatly suppressed. He must allocate a lot of strength to fight against the Nine Yang True Fire.
Wanlong felt unsure. He still thought Pei Feng was too simple. In just over ten years, this kid was able to grow to such a height. Now he has regarded Pei Feng as an opponent on the same level as himself.
Wanlong now launched his own realm of deification. What he understood was the way of killing. It is also a very profound Taoist teaching. The killing field spread out, and he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
Wanlong dare not be careless. Immediately, two layers of shields were formed outside the body, protecting the body with golden light. Then Wan Long took his sword and killed Pei Feng.
At this time, Pei Feng has returned to his original form. After all, the form of the Five Elements True Body consumes a lot of money.
Wan Long wanted to use martial arts to test his true and false abilities first, so of course he would take it.
Previously, Pei Feng was besieged by three monks and beaten until he was helpless and hiding. Now he wants to have a hearty fight with Wan Long!
In the raging flames, Pei Feng faced him with his Zhenwu Sword.
Real swordsmanship!
Pei Feng now owns many magical weapons. He has mastered many martial arts skills.
However, his favorite is the Zhenwu sword taught by Jingxin Zhenren, and his favorite swordsmanship is only the Zhenwu swordsmanship. This is his root.
Sword light burst out all over the sky, and Zhenwu's swordsmanship was as strong as ever. There's nothing fancy about it, it just attracts people's attention.
This set of swordsmanship may not be so beautiful, but Pei Feng's blood will boil every time he performs a real swordsmanship!
Xingkui Thirteen Swords were stunned at this time. At this moment, the junior brother dancing in the sea of fire with Zhenwu swordsmanship made them feel strange, because he had now completely turned into a big demon.
But his every move is so familiar. That is their Xingkuifeng’s unique Zhenwu swordsmanship, that is their Xingkuifeng’s blood, that is their Xingkuifeng’s soul!
Han Mengjie burst into tears.
He seemed to see that clumsy young man making everyone laugh in Jinxia Palace again.
"Junior brother, Zhenwu swordsmanship is not practiced that way. You should practice Pingyang swordsmanship first."
"Junior brother, stand together, your body upright naturally, holding the sword in your left hand. Alas, this action is still wrong."
"I draw, I bring, I lift...I chop. Senior sister, are I doing the thirteen sword moves correctly?"
"Senior sister, look, this sea of clouds is so beautiful! You can't get enough of it in a lifetime..."
