Si Yun exuded a kind of arrogance that looked down on all beings, and when he looked at Shen Hanfeng, his eyes were contemptuous like looking at an ant. [Full text reading. 】;.

Shen Hanfeng's expression was calm, and Ling Yihang said that he was just a vicious dog of Qinghua Immortal Sect, although he was punished by Zhuo Junchen, but in fact, it was not only Qinghua Feng who knew it, but even he himself felt so.

Since the day he entered the Qinghua Immortal Gate, he has been such an identity in the eyes of those who have a heart. Unfortunately, it took him too much time to see this.

"These three people are the personal disciples of the Lord of the Three Peaks of the Nine Peaks of Qinghua. The head of the sect has finished them all here, isn't he afraid of the turmoil of the sect? Shen Hanfeng asked rhetorically.

Si Yun said indifferently: "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die." If they are impatient to sit in the position of the peak master, this seat does not mind letting them change their identities. ”

Zhuo Junchen crossed his arms and smiled: "The head is really open-minded," he glanced at Ling Yihang's broken corpse that fell to the ground and said, "Then your personal disciple is dead, do you also think that another disciple is enough?" ”

Si Yun was stingy with even a look on Ling Yihang: "A disciple who is disobedient and messes with himself for the sake of a woman will die when he dies." Ling Yihang was puzzled when he heard the news of Su Yuesheng's sudden retreat, so he secretly followed with a team of disciples. There were some bewildering formations at the entrance of the road to death, and they lost four people in front of the dense forest, and they had been squatting here for many days, and only then did they subdue Su Yuesheng and Zhan Baichuan not long ago.

For such an important matter, Ling Yihang was worried that Si Yun would be unfavorable to Su Yuesheng after he found out, so he never summoned him back to Qinghuafeng. Si Yun was angry with him, but since Ling Yihang was dead, he could be regarded as paying the price.

Saying such cruel and indifferent words in his mouth, Si Yun still had a faint smile on his face, and he said to Shen Hanfeng: "Senior brother, now I will give you a chance to atone for your crimes, you just need to deal with all the people here, and I will let you go back to Frost Tianfeng to live your life in peace." "Naturally, the premise of this matter is that after Shen Hanfeng kills these people, he can still leave a breath, if these people are both defeated and die here, it would be better for Si Yun.

Shen Hanfeng lowered his head slightly, and the five of them could see the expression on his face clearly. He was silent for a long time, and Zhuo Junchen even began to wonder if Shen Hanfeng was willing to do anything to return to the Immortal Gate after killing Ling Yihang, so Shen Hanfeng slowly spoke: "Since that's the case...... Let's start with you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Hanfeng flew up, although there was no weapon in his hand, his body was surrounded by countless sword lights that seemed to be substantial. Several sword shadows continued to rush towards Si Yun, like a rain of swords, with a huge momentum.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Si Yun's eyes, and his body turned away from the place, avoiding the position where the sword rain was approaching. His hand holding the cinnabar mole was very hard, and it could even be regarded as extremely fierce, Shen Hanfeng, who was wrapped in a lightsaber, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was soon divided into fine red light by these lightsabers.

Fragments of red light were mixed into the lightsabers condensed by the icy cold spiritual power, and the momentum of these lightsabers was a little sharper, and even the places they passed were stained with a bit of coldness.

Although Si Yun dodged these lightsabers, under the control of Shen Hanfeng's divine sense, these lightsabers turned a corner and tracked towards Si Yun.

Zhuo Junchen narrowed his eyes and did not interfere in the matter between the two. Although he vaguely knew that Si Yun and Shen Hanfeng were incompatible, when he saw Shen Hanfeng's life-fighting posture, it was the first time he really knew that the two of them had reached the point of being on the same footing.

Shen Hanfeng endured the pain of burning his heart, and sacrificed his blood to expand the sword rain even more. The lightsaber was almost all the retreats that Si Yun could reach. Seeing that there was finally no way to avoid it, Si Yun stabilized his figure, and the scroll in his hand unfolded, and the vines as black as iron burst out from the scroll, one part of which protected Si Yun, and the other part swept towards the lightsaber beside him.

The black vines were like greedy giant snakes, and after they were entangled in the lightsaber one by one, the cyan aura suddenly appeared, directly crushing the lightsaber.

The razor-sharp lightsaber turned into glass-like after the black vine appeared, and shattered at the touch of it. After the black vine broke through the sword rain's killing game, he stretched out his claws like a maggot on the tarsal bone towards the sword light that enveloped Shen Hanfeng.

Shen Hanfeng's divine sense was released, and he swallowed the last pill in the porcelain bottle. The corners of his forehead were bruised, and the corners of his mouth were bitten through because of patience. His eyes were bloodshot due to too much medicinal catalysis, and his eyes gradually took on a bit of madness in his clear eyes.

Zhuo Junchen didn't interfere with it originally, but at this time, he sensed that something was wrong. Si Yun's momentum was originally just the appearance of the middle and late stages of the god, but the strength shown at this time was far beyond the power it should be. And in that silver sword light, Zhuo Junchen could feel Shen Hanfeng's aura faintly decreasing.

Without hesitating to watch the battle, the Netherworld whip out, Zhuo Junchen intervened in the battle with the power of thunder, the long whip was whipped on the black vines, the thunder flashed, and in the roar, the thunder fire fell out of thin air, and the black vines were shattered. Si Yun Yin and Yang let out a sneer in a strange way, and after the black vine stretching out the scroll was broken, a new long vine immediately grew. However, these newborn long vines did not reach out to Shen Hanfeng again, but came towards the provocative Zhuo Junchen.

Zhuo Junchen dealt with it calmly, these long vines were stirring, and the number was far greater than the single Nether Whip in his hand. The more he fought with Si Yun, the more surprised Zhuo Junchen became, the other party's cultivation seemed to be bottomless, and he couldn't find out the depths. And instead of becoming weak after Zhuo Junchen joined the battle, the attack from Senluo Wanxiang had the tendency to fight back.

Zhuo Junchen didn't have to look back to see that the attack on Shen Hanfeng had not weakened in the slightest, and Si Yun could spare his strength to deal with him.

Zhuo Junchen's current cultivation is already in the late stage of God Transformation and is approaching the peak of foundation building, while Shen Hanfeng is a ten out of ten God Transformation peak master. The two of them added an immortal weapon, the Nether Whip, and they couldn't even defeat a Si Yun......

A flash of blood flashed in Zhuo Junchen's eyes. After realizing Si Yun's strength, instead of retreating, his offensive intensified. The other party is definitely not a soft-hearted person, as long as there is a trace of hesitation, he will bite back.

When the lightsager barrier shattered, a gust of spiritual wind surged up, swinging away all the branches that were originally attacking him. With a wave of the back of Si Yun's hand, vines rose from the ground and bound Shen Hanfeng. Zhuo Junchen only felt that his eyes were dazzling, and mouthfuls of blood continued to gush out of Shen Hanfeng's mouth, wetting all the plackets in front of him, and the white clothes were already red and white.

Zhuo Junchen raised his long whip with anger on his face, but Si Yun was faster than him, and a black vine was drawn on Shen Hanfeng's chest, and the long wound extended from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, deep in the bones, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Zhuo Junchen glared angrily, and Si Yun faced his poisonous eyes, but he only held the victory in his hand and once again raised the black vine, ready to fight.

Zhuo Junchen's eyes almost pierced his body, and the long whip fell, but a thunderbolt fell, shattering the black whip.

Another black vine appeared, wrapping around Shen Hanfeng's neck from behind, strangling out a blood-red bruise. Shen Hanfeng let out a cry of pain when he was in pain, but he immediately stopped. Even at this time, he still had a straight back, but his eyes were undisguised resentment when he looked at Si Yun. Shen Hanfeng rarely disliked a person so much - in the past, whether he liked or disliked, he always looked indifferent.

"Si Yun, you dare!" Zhuo Junchen roared.

Hei Teng took Shen Hanfeng to Si Yun's side, he turned a blind eye to Zhuo Junchen's anger, only looked at the blood stains and scars on Shen Hanfeng's body with appreciation, and even reached out to play with the flesh that was turned out by ordinary pressing. Shen Hanfeng let out a muffled snort and gritted his teeth, not wanting to look too embarrassed in front of Zhuo Junchen's eyes.

Si Yun seemed to see through his thoughts and said: "Why did Senior Brother Shen make such a forbearance gesture, you have fallen to this point today, isn't it all because of Zhuo Junchen, I thought you had thought that there would be such a day." As he spoke, he paused and said, "Yes, you and Du Heng acted together in a play." If he knows that you have only one apprentice in your heart, he will definitely turn against you. ”

Zhuo Junchen lowered his face coldly, and when he heard this, he sneered and said: "In order to pinch me, the lies told by the head of Si Yun are really unmistakable. ”

Si Yun pretended to be surprised, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "Senior Brother Shen, shouldn't you have wasted so much time and not told him what you did silently for your apprentice?" Saying that, he approached Shen Hanfeng a few points, and the fingers that poked the wound were already covered with scarlet blood.

Shen Hanfeng didn't answer, Zhuo Junchen felt a little sore in his heart, but he quickly pressed it down, the hand in his sleeve was slightly raised and restrained and put down, and he didn't dare to resist Si Yun.

Si Yun circled around Shen Hanfeng, as if he was telling Zhuo Junchen, and as if he was just talking to himself: "The law enforcement elders have always been the sharp swords of the Immortal Sect, but the people who hold the position of law enforcement elders are often extremely short-lived. Do you know why? He asked himself, "Because the power of the law enforcement elders is too great, when the time comes, the heads of the past generations will break the sword in their hands and replace it with a new one." ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Zhuo Junchen, who knew that if it weren't for what happened later, he would take over Shen Hanfeng's position and become the next generation of law enforcement elders.

"It's a pity that this generation of law enforcement elders is progressing too fast, but the next generation has not yet grown up. The trouble has reached the point where it is now in short supply, which has caused me a headache. Senior Brother Shen, you really shouldn't be. Si Yun shook his head, as if he was really a good senior brother who cared about his junior brother.

On the side of the couch, it was impossible for others to sleep peacefully, and Shen Hanfeng's cultivation progress was about to get out of Si Yun's control, so it was not surprising for Si Yun to attack him.

"You are in such a hurry to drive Zhuo Junchen out, did you already think that you were about to lose yourself, so you wanted to take out the apprentice early?" Si Yun approached him and smiled and asked, "Or, are you afraid that he will become the second you?" ”

Shen Hanfeng raised his head suddenly, his eyes were about to split, and his handsome face was as handsome as an immortal at this time, because of the bloodstains, it looked fierce and terrifying. Shen Hanfeng coughed lowly, and another mouthful of blood fell down his jaw.

"Why do you have to speculate like this, you want to take advantage of my death to add a few more chips to Zhuo Junchen's heart?" Shen Hanfeng sneered in a low voice, "No matter who has to be involved in the grievances between me and you, Zhuo Junchen is like this, and so is Du Heng." I'm doing all this just because I want you dead. ”

Shen Hanfeng bit the tip of his tongue and used all the remaining spiritual power in his heart to send his heart blood out in reverse. The noisy silver totem between his eyebrows suddenly shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Shen Hanfeng's mouth, although Si Yun immediately raised his hand to resist, but because the two were too close, there was still a red blood splashed on Si Yun's face. Shen Hanfeng's blood seemed to carry a corrosive force, burning terrifying marks on Si Yun's elegant face, and wisps of white smoke came out.

Si Yun's mask finally showed a crack at this time, and after being frightened, he was full of anger, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Shen Hanfeng, count you ruthless!" ”

The black vine that bound him tightened, making Shen Hanfeng's limbs look weird. It's just that the black vine around his neck didn't move. Si Yun just wanted to slowly torture him to vent his anger.

The Nether Whip suddenly wrapped itself around Si Yun from the tricky lower left corner, and he hurriedly retreated to avoid it. Zhuo Junchen had already appeared beside Shen Hanfeng.

I only heard Shen Hanfeng whisper to him: "In the middle of the Mahayana period, he should have absorbed the cultivation of others, but it has not been completely resolved. ”

Zhuo Junchen turned his head slightly, Shen Hanfeng's face was like gold paper, and his breath was mixed with the smell of blood.

His eyes lowered a little, and he pulled out the dormant demonic qi in Zhuo Junchen's body, and said in a low voice: "Our accounts have not been settled yet, you hold me up!" ”

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