Once, twice, ・・・・・・

The corners of Xuanyuan Feng's mouth kept spitting out blood, he endured the constant stinging pain all over his body, and looked at Xue Yan who blocked the attack wave for him again and again, but his heart was ten million times stronger than the pain caused by the previous blow, he kept clenching his fists, looking at the shadow that refused to retreat, and he was completely unaware of the nails sinking into the flesh. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In just a moment, he watched Xue Yan block three or four attacks for him, he watched Xue Yan's body not as stable as once under that person's attack, he wanted to shout out and let her go first when Xue Yan had just blocked the first attack for him before, but he couldn't make a sound at all, let alone tell her to retreat.

He knew very well that she had suffered pain again and again, because each blow also hit his heart hard, but he could only let his palm inadvertently dig his nails into the flesh, but he couldn't stand up, he was really cruel to this feeling, except for heartache, he only hated himself.

For the seventh time, Xuanyuan Feng watched Xue Yan stand up with difficulty and block another wave of the man's attacks, only this time, after a loud bang, her body flew past her like a kite with a broken string, flew over the edge of the cliff, and fell.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Feng's whole mind suddenly "banged", and he was stunned.

He only felt a gentle wind suddenly blowing past him, and then disappeared, the shadow in front of him disappeared from then on, and his moment, his body was also struck away by the man again without any feeling, he only felt that the ground was constantly changing, and suddenly he flew over the edge of the cliff, and only saw an empty cliff in front of him.

Xuanyuan Feng's body flew towards the cliff quickly, he didn't feel any pain at all, as if unconscious, but the pictures in front of him were constantly changing, and there was only one last thought left in his mind, that was the same madness as last time, the picture in his mind continued to cross with the picture in front of him, and the illusory world fairy sword he was carrying appeared in his hand very suddenly, and it was sucked tightly with his palm as if it was magnetic.

He didn't feel any weight, his body seemed to stop flying abruptly, and he didn't fall towards the bottom of the cliff, and the Phantom World Immortal Sword in his hand was the same as his body, without any weight, just by moving a thought, the Phantom World Sword in his hand would wave with his arm, one thought and one line.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Feng's arm was raised slightly, and between the surrounding heaven and earth, a fairy sword suddenly began to appear, they were no longer like the ancient fairy swords he saw in his mind, but each one was exactly the same as the illusory fairy sword in his hand, constantly soaring, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...

I can't count them, and I don't know how many fairy swords, Xuanyuan Feng mechanically slashed down with his arm, and then the countless shadows of the fairy swords, all of them were slashed towards the person on the cliff after a "whoosh", and this moment was like rain, like countless raindrops constantly gathering together, stabbing towards the person tightly.

Then, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly stopped changing the picture he saw, the darkness gradually filled the whole picture, everything he saw disappeared, and his body finally began to fall towards the bottom of the cliff fiercely, like a kite with a broken string flying towards the bottom of the cliff, and then saw the illusion in his hand suddenly become larger, and then caught his body, and suddenly flew towards the depths of the ocean, and then disappeared.

And the person on the cliff, the person who attacked Xue Yan and Xuanyuan Feng, the person who Xuanyuan Feng only left one thought in the end, the one who knew today, he shouldn't have let that person go that day, otherwise how could he meet the ancestors of their sect today, otherwise how could he hurt Xue Yan and him, that person was the ancestor of the Feixian Gate that he let go when he saved Xue Li that day, so at that moment he really hated himself.

He hates!!

After hating, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth after watching all these sudden pictures, he only needed him to pay the price for it, as for whether he could let him die, he didn't care.

And the ancestor of the Flying Immortal Gate suddenly completely accepted the great gift of Xuanyuan Feng's parting gift, although he was forced to take it in the end, but in the end he still suffered a lot of impact, the meridians in his body were in chaos, but he still faced an important problem, that is, after Xuanyuan Feng released this wave of attacks, this not weak movement has already made many people aware of it, so he has to leave immediately.

So, the ancestor of the Flying Immortal Gate endured the strangeness of his body, glanced at the boundless cliff again, gritted his teeth secretly, and then pinched his fingers a few times strangely, and then saw his figure disappear on the edge of the cliff with a sudden "brush".

Immediately after, after a while, many people immediately flew here, the fastest can be said to be the Cold Star Venerable of the Blue Star Pavilion, although his cultivation is not as good as the Xiaoyao Venerable, but it can be said that this is his own realm, and there are people who are making waves here, which can be said to be a few heavy slaps on his face, how can this not make him desperate to know who dares to do it here.

As soon as the Cold Star Venerable appeared, he was stunned by everything he saw in front of him, on the edge of the cliff, many boulders seemed to have been cut by the sharp sword, and the trees near Xuanyuan Feng were knocked down, and there were still many traces of blood left on the side of the cliff, proving that there was a fierce battle here before.

But he only sensed the familiar breath at the last moment, that was the breath of the same person who had been in the last game of the tournament that day, and he knew that he had just woken up from a coma, so he thought of the worst.

Immediately afterwards, there were many figures one after another, many giants, and finally, a few people from Xue Zhongtian and his party also came, but when they saw this situation, their hearts were half cold, but they didn't say it, because they didn't want to believe that it would be true.

At this moment, such a large group of masters in the world gathered here, they felt the residual breath in the air, and determined the result, but why it was so, everyone knew, and many people were silently thinking about something in their hearts at this moment, but these others would not know.

After this day, when everyone found Xue Yan who was extremely seriously injured and unconscious at the bottom of the cliff, there was a slight change in the hearts of the people involved, but they all knew that when the Cold Star Venerable and the Easy Venerable both judged that there was no trace of sword qi scratches on Xue Yan's body, all this was like sinking into a daze.

It's just that this time, Xue Yan fell into an extremely deep coma, and everything will only be known when she wakes up, but what day will this day be?

It's just one thing, everyone knows very well in their hearts that Xuanyuan Feng has disappeared, and it is from this moment that the people who stand on Xuanyuan Feng's side are aiming at a place with a spearhead in their hearts, and when the Cuixia Sword Sect asks the sky to learn, in this world, the meaning of the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings is even more obvious.

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