"what happened?"
Tan Zhiruo looked up at the main hall in front of him, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned pale.
Shen Chenfeng's whole body stiffened, his eyes stared straight ahead, and his mind went blank.
I saw broken corpses everywhere in the vast hall, and flowing blood, accompanied by the thick smell of blood, rushing towards them.
Countless immortal disciples died tragically.
Some had their heads screwed off, some had their limbs cut off, and some had their eyes gouged out.
There were even more Immortal Dao disciples who were directly torn into pieces, and their identities could only be barely identified from the torn Taoist robes.
Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, rivers of blood.
Tan Zhiruo had never seen such a scene before, his chest surged violently, and he spurted out a mouthful of bitter water.
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were fixed on the deepest part of the hall.
Two figures were fighting crazily.
One of them wore a colorful crown, a cyan robe, and a blood-red cloak on the back. With a pale and stern face, he looked cold and strange.
He held a long sword in his hand. As he danced, the sword energy was flowing freely and killing fiercely.
Another person, wearing a Yin-Yang robe, was holding a sword.
This man had been chopped in half, but he was still supporting half of his body. The dazzling sword he waved was inseparable from the cold young man.
Shen Chenfeng stared at the young man with only half of his body left, and his heart trembled slightly.
Lu Boyan!
The high-spirited young man who came from the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect and learned from the Sword Saints of the Four Seas had half of his body cut off. He was seriously injured and was in critical condition. His life and death were in doubt.
"how so?"
Tan Zhiruo also saw Lu Boyan, and his voice suddenly trembled.
She knew deeply how powerful Lu Boyan was.
Putting aside the uncertain factor of Shen Chenfeng, Lu Boyan can definitely be regarded as the strongest person in the Star Dou Conference.
Even Lu Wushuang, Dongfang Xian, Yue Hanzhu and others are no match for Lu Boyan.
However, such a powerful genius had half of his body cut off.
Tan Zhiruo couldn't help but gasp, looking at the cold young man wearing a colorful crown, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Who is this person?
How could it be so strong?
"Holy Son of the Wilderness, you can go and die."
The cold young man in the sky suddenly trembled in his arms, and the long sword in his hand flew away, turning into a stream of colorful light and killing crazily towards Lu Boyan.
Lu Boyan held the handle of the knife, his palms filled with cold sweat.
This ruthless young man who appeared out of nowhere was not only extremely cruel, but also slaughtered dozens of immortal disciples.
The strength is even more terrifying to the extreme, even he is no match.
Even a single oversight could result in the opponent's life being cut off and on the verge of destruction.
Even though he is currently fighting fiercely with the cold-blooded boy, he is actually at the end of his strength.
Even if the cold young man doesn't take action, he will die from exhaustion of life in two hours at most.
"No matter what, you will die. Let's fight him."
Lu Boyan clearly felt that all the strength in his body was draining away quickly, but he took a deep breath, braced himself, gathered all his strength, and prepared to launch the final blow.
"How dare you?"
A loud shout suddenly sounded.
The cross-shaped sword light was like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, flashing in the air and forcefully knocking the colorful stream of light away.
"Brother Lu, how do you feel now?"
Shen Chenfeng fell in front of Lu Boyan, his soul swept away, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Lu Boyan's vitality was completely destroyed and his existence was destroyed in name only.
Even though he had countless miraculous pills in his hands, there was no way to save Lu Boyan's life.
However, he still took out the life-and-death pill from the Ten Directions Rings and poured a large amount of it into Lu Boyan's mouth.
"Brother Shen, there's no need to bother anymore."
Lu Boyan held Shen Chenfeng's wrist and squeezed it hard. His voice gradually became lower and lower, and he said: "I'm sorry, I am weak and failed to protect my sister-in-law. I watched Yue Hanzhu being robbed by the people of Tiansheng Shenzong. past."
"It doesn't matter, if the Yuehan Pearl is taken away, I will take it back again."
Shen Chenfeng was shaken in his heart, but he still showed a calm expression on his face, comforting him: "Brother Lu, hold on. Swallow these elixirs, and I will take you out."
"What can I do if I rush out?"
Lu Boyan shook his head, with a hint of defeat on his face, and said with a hint of self-deprecation: "We are all cultivators. I know my own injuries best. You don't have to lie to me anymore."
"I'm not lying to you, as long as you hold on for a little longer, I can take you out."
"After we go out, we have to drink and talk about heroes."
Shen Chenfeng held Lu Boyan's hand tightly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse.
"Although we belong to different sects, being able to drink and talk and laugh with you is the most joyful time in my life."
"It's a pity that I can't drink with you anymore."
"It's a pity that I can't see Master again."
"It's a pity that I have been practicing for so long, but I have not been able to make a name for my master, and I have let down all his hard work."
"pity……"
Lu Boyan's voice gradually became lower, and his eyelids slowly drooped as if they were extremely heavy.
Shen Chenfeng hugged Lu Boyan, feeling a chill in his body.
Lu Boyan is dead.
The Yuehan Pearl was also taken away.
The majestic Cang Qiong Sword Emperor has never failed like this.
"Trash, trash."
"Chen Chenfeng, you can't even protect a woman."
"With this kind of strength, you still want to restore the Shenwu Dynasty and take revenge on that bitch Li Muyu?"
The voice of the demon soul kept ringing in his mind.
Shen Chenfeng clenched his fists fiercely, and an extremely powerful anger surged crazily in his body.
The blazing rage made him suffocate.
"What a bullshit genius of the human race, what a bullshit Sky Sword Emperor."
"Now you are just a piece of trash who can't even protect a woman."
boom!
The demon soul's ridicule made Shen Chenfeng completely explode.
"I, Chen Chenfeng, promise a thousand pieces of gold."
"Since I promised to protect Yue Hanzhu, I must snatch her away and never allow anyone to harm her."
Shen Chenfeng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes trembling and murderous intent boiling.
The sharp breath made the air tremble.
"What a powerful sword."
There was an expression of surprise on the cold young man's face, he looked Shen Chenfeng up and down and said: "You are a mere cultivator in the Celestial Realm, but you are actually a sword cultivator?"
"I, Shen Chenfeng, will not kill anyone who is unknown."
Shen Chenfeng took a deep breath, as if a giant whale was sucking water, and the wind and the remaining clouds stirred up the whole hall, and a sharp roar came out.
He stared into the cold young man's eyes, and his infinite sword power suddenly bloomed.
The invisible sword energy wandered crazily in the space, as if it was about to turn into reality, it was bone-chilling and whistling.
"Give me your name."
