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Jian Ming Wuwen looked at Liu Yu in front of him, suddenly frowned and laughed, and said, "You are very interesting." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liu Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, she was seriously injured, the tendons, bones, and viscera suffered a huge impact, almost all of them were broken and broken, and several bone stubbles had been punctured and the muscles were exposed, hanging muscles, and still dripping blood outward, looking very bloody and cruel.

Since he has already said that he will not do it again, he will definitely not do it again.

"Do you need me to help you heal?" asked Kenna.

He didn't want Liu Yu to die here, he was also looking forward to a fair battle with Liu Yu, he took a good look at how strong Liu Yu's sword was.

In the distant void, a man opened his eyes.

Although all the energy rushed towards Zhu Yuntong when the sun erupted, the shockwave at the eruption still woke Chu Feng up.

Awakened from enlightenment, his enlightenment was naturally interrupted - but this did not affect him much for the time being.

Because what he originally realized was the path from the sixth order to the seventh order, and most of the time he had already thought about it was enough for him to directly get rid of the shackles of the fifth order and break into the sixth order.

As for forging the heart - where else does he need to cast the heart, whether it is becoming the host body of the Evoking Sutra, or frantically absorbing those frozen cold qi, or being eroded by the blood qi, he has already suffered both mental and physical torture again and again, but he has endured it all.

With such a he, where does he need more casting hearts?

The heart, which has long been cast, is tenacious and tenacious.

The moment Chu Feng woke up, what caught his eyes was the desolation and the Sanmiao Palace that had fallen into a sea of fire.

Chu Feng was a little dazed, and he looked at Sanmiao Palace in a daze.

At that moment, Chu Feng only felt that his brain was blank.

He had an extremely strong sense of unreality, as if he was completely disconnected from the world.

All the sounds were completely dim, all the pictures were just an accumulation of colors, and everything completely lost its meaning in that moment.

He just stood stunned, letting the cold wind blow across his face.

Until tears continued to slide down his face, falling on the placket of his clothes, making a slight, inaudible sound.

He finally felt a slight pain in his chest.

The pain was very slight, but it involved every nerve in his body, he pursed his lips, but he could not make any sound, even his breathing, was completely choked, all the air, blocked in his chest, suffocated so that he could not bear it at all.

Only tears, inexplicably slipping, more and more, more and more.

That strong sense of unreality subsided in an instant, and Chu Feng also gasped suddenly, and his heavy and rapid breathing followed by wheezing, accompanied by bursts of violent retching, his intestines, intestines, and every muscle in his body twitched uncontrollably.

His throat shuddered with difficulty, and after countless tremors, a low, mournful roar rang out from deep in his throat: "Daddy!"

Chu Feng didn't have any hesitation, and he didn't have any thoughts in his mind, all he could think about was rushing over, rushing to Ziqiong Mountain, going there, to save his father, his last remaining relatives in this world!

He didn't realize that an ancient and mysterious text suddenly appeared in his body, and the ancient text was wandering wildly in his meridians, guiding his true qi to change the direction of flow in an instant, flowing with the ancient text, until the ancient text was completely submerged and completely melted.

At that moment, Chu Feng's speed jumped sharply, and the extent of the jump was simply incalculable!

Liu Yu looked at Chu Feng's expression, and at that moment he was full of pain and guilt.

If she could have reacted faster, would she have been able to help him save his father?

But how could she have imagined that the Heavenly Gongfu was so cruel that no one wanted to let go, whether it was a monk or a mortal.

Jian Mingwu followed Liu Yu's gaze and looked at the flying figure in the sky, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

He thought that this guild would be boring, but Fengming Villa gave him some surprises one after another.

Whether it was the female disciple in front of him or the figure that passed quickly in the sky, it made Jian Mingwu full of expectations.

Quick, that guy is fast.

Although it was not the fastest speed in the world, the sword name Wuyi knew that it was the fastest speed in the same realm that the sword name had ever seen—in other words, if that person could have a ninth-order cultivation, then he should be the fastest person in the world.

And now, no matter how many steps he had, the sword knew that he would definitely not be able to catch up with that speed.

So the sword name Wuwen was very excited, and he excitedly pulled out the Wuwen sword, and the blade pointed at the back image left by the figure.

War, the war intent is burning.

"Old Lu, Young Master Mu, how many secrets do you say Chu Feng and Liu Yu are hiding?"

Feng Qiwu's face was so white that he couldn't talk anymore, as if he had a feeling that he would become a transparent person if he was whiter, but even at this time, Feng Qiwu didn't forget to laugh.

From the moment Liu Yu shouted out Xiao Feng, Feng Qiwu already knew Chu Feng's true identity, but he was really a little strange, what happened in the months when Chu Feng disappeared, who was Liu Yu again, and where did the girl named Yan Qingyu go?

Although Lu Qi often laughs with Feng Qiwu on weekdays, he really can't joke easily like Feng Qiwu at this juncture, so most of the time Feng Qiwu chatters, but Lu Qi doesn't say a word.

But Feng Qiwu's words really aroused Lu Yu's interest, and while vomiting blood, he forcibly set up a comet called by Mo Xuanyu, and said, "I'm also curious...... But when will Senior Sister Liu become the son of their family?"

The corners of Mu Shaoen's mouth twitched slightly for a moment, and finally he didn't say a word.

"Of course Liu Yu is Chu Feng's family, you think it's your Mo Xuanyu!" Feng Qiwu replied angrily, as soon as the words came out, the faces of Lu Yu and Mo Xuanyu changed at the same time, Mo Xuanyu looked at Lu Yu with some astonishment, and Lu Yu showed embarrassment.

But this is only a moment, the next moment, the red long sword in Feng Qiwu's hand cried, and the fire in the sky has been killed in front of Mo Xuanyu, the fire on Feng Qiwu's sword was originally his hard work, it was very blazing, Mo Xuanyu couldn't resist it at all, and was immediately injured by the flame of this sword, and the galaxy that unfolded in front of her suddenly turned into thousands of stars and returned to the sky, and she herself was directly blasted into the earth below by the direct force of this blow.

Lu Yu's face was a little ugly, a little depressed, and more helpless.

"I'm sorry, old way, I can't help it. Feng Qiwu shouted apologetically, shouting, the tongue of fire on the long sword in his hand rolled up, accompanied by Feng Qiwu's roar, forming a flame snake that continued to swallow flames, more than ten zhang long, and slashed towards the disciple of the weakest of these disciples in the middle of the fifth order Tiangong Mansion.

What he said just now was not unintentional, but some attempt to be cornered.

The reason why the target was chosen as Mo Xuanyu instead of others was not because of the relationship between Mo Xuanyu's cultivation and high and low, but because Feng Qiwu thought that the person who was most sure to shake him was Mo Xuanyu.

The relationship between Mo Xuanyu and Lu Yu is quite good, and when he suddenly learns such news, there is a great possibility that he will be in a trance and shake his will.

So as long as this moment of trance and shaking, it is Feng Qiwu's good chance to solve the current deadlock, even if Mo Xuanyu's heart is really hard as iron and unmoved, it is just a waste of lips and tongues, and there is no actual loss.

With a heart or not, Feng Qiwu bet right.

He succeeded in distracting Mo Xuanyu and stopping his movements, causing a flaw in the original cooperation of several people, and he would certainly not miss the opportunity to decisively hit the defenseless Mo Xuanyu, and then pointed at the core, trying to completely destroy the opponent's siege in an instant.

Feng Qi Wu cultivated the Nine Heavens Sword, the Nine Heavens Sword was heavy, calm, but strong, domineering, this fire knife slashed down with the accompanying wind roar has already had the potential to open the mountain and crack the mountain, as if this blow is going to open the world.

That day, the disciple of Gongfu was not as good as Feng Qiwu in cultivation, and his face turned pale when he saw this momentum, but after thinking about it, Feng Qiwu was not lightly injured at this time, and it was the end of the strong crossbow, although this move seemed to be powerful, but it was not so much that he could not bear it.

On the contrary, if his next attack entangled the opponent and made him have no intention of taking care of himself, then he could create an opportunity to seriously injure Feng Qiwu.

Thinking of this, the disciples of the Gongfu that day turned their hearts sideways, and they did not dodge, and their hands wearing black iron gloves suddenly raised and took the sword in their hands.

He managed to catch the sword, but he looked at Feng Qiwu in fear.

Because he caught it, he found that this caused the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to fluctuate violently, and the Flame Knife, which seemed to be immense, was a void.

Feng Qiwu just used all his strength at the beginning of the moment, and after attracting attention, he quietly weakened his strength, but maintained the appearance, because the time was short, and there were too many battles nearby that continued to stir up the turmoil of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so that this sudden retreat was not even discovered.

So he caught the sword, and he didn't catch it.

He looked at Feng Qiwu and found that Feng Qiwu showed a strange smile.

The next moment, a cold light directly blasted into his sea of qi, and the cold light came too fast for him to guard against, so he burst in an instant, turning into a rain of blood.

Mu Shaoen, who had been passively assisting Feng Qiwu and Lu Yu in their defense, blushed his face, spit out another mouthful of blood, staggered two steps, and almost fell.

Mu Shaoen's head hung a flame-swirling vermilion bird that kept swallowing flames and chirping, stepping on a green dragon that circled into a ring and wandered, a white tiger galloping on the left, roaring from time to time, and a Xuanwu on the right stared indifferently at the world with a cold gaze.

That's the Four Elephants.

A word to readers:

I'm going out~~~~ It's good to write it out~ Yesterday was the Lantern Festival...... I forgot to add more............ Come back in the evening to make up ~~~ Sorry sorry...... I've already reflected deeply

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