Cen Duxiao looked at the corpses all over the ground, and there was hardly a complete body.

She faced Feng Yizhi, swung her sword to block the sword that was attacking him, and said coldly, "Don't you want to explain it to me?

Xiao Changyuan pointed his sword at her, "Cen Duxiao, what are you doing, do you still want to help this murderous demon?"

"Do you still care about me?" said a wave of the wind's sleeves, and another wave of monks fell, wailing all over the ground.

He was a little relieved, she blocked the sword for him, did it mean that she didn't want to hurt him, didn't want him to get hurt?

Everyone had seen that the two of them had broken up, and he could no longer let her be the target of public criticism, and now he had to pretend to have taken her captive if he had explained it to her, so that people would not think that she was in league with him, the demon god.

"Twilight, come here, don't go near him!" Yi Han flew over and grabbed Cen Duxiao.

Feng Yizhi raised his hand slightly, and a beam of light from his fingertips rushed to Cen Duxiao's eyebrows, this was ecstasy, as long as she fainted, he could take her away.

"Be careful—" Yi Han quickly blocked in front of Cen Duxiao, and at the same time threw down the barrier to separate the black qi from her erosion.

Suddenly, a blade-like black qi rushed out from the hem of Feng Yizhi's clothes, and broke through Yi Han's enchantment straight through his heart.

Yi Han's chest was cold, and the bone-chilling cold was desperately drilled in, as if it was cold to the bones.

Yi Han suddenly fell from the sword, and Cen Duxiao's mind "boomed", and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"Master!!"

"No...... You're not going to die...... No!!"

Cen Duxiao threw herself to kneel beside Yi Han, holding down the wound on his chest that was spurting blood, crying and screaming, while using her spiritual power to heal him.

Blood continued to flow from Yi Han's mouth and wounds, as if he was about to drain the blood in his body, and his breath gradually weakened to the end of the strong crossbow. He grabbed Cen Duxiao's arm tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Twilight, don't, don't be with him, it's dangerous, he can't, can't control himself......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and there was no more light in his eyes, staring at the direction of Feng Yizhi.

Cen Duxiao cried into tears, her eyes blurred and scarlet, and she repeatedly used her spiritual power to inject into Yi Han's wounds, but every time she tried, she added to her despair.

She whimpered and said, "Master, wake up! I'm wrong, it's all my fault, you wake up, the disciples don't dare anymore, I'll go back to Huashan to receive the punishment, I swear I'll never make you angry again......

Seeing this, Feng Yizhi was like a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and said in a trance: "I didn't, I didn't kill him, you believe me, I just want to take you away, not my ......"

Having lost his father, Yi Shugui and Yi Han one after another, and all of them were related to Feng Yizhi, Cen Duxiao was disheartened and lost the last trace of thought about him.

Even if he couldn't control himself, could she not blame him for killing Master?

His Mo Ran killed her father and Yi Shugui, and he killed Yi Han with his own hands!

It was she who mistakenly believed him, and she was sorry for the Yi family!

If that's the case, what's the point of talking more?

Feng Yizhi's whole heart sank like a lead stone, he walked up to her, trembling and stretched out his hand, his voice helpless: "I don't know what's going on, but I'm sure it's not my strength, you listen to me......"

Without waiting for him to finish, Cen Duxiao wiped the tears from his face, grimaced his face, and said angrily: "Get out." ”

Heavenly Sword, only Heavenly Sword can kill him, from now on she has only one goal, that is, to kill him and Mo Ran to avenge her father, master and Shugui!

Feng Yizhi was stunned in confusion, unable to say a word for a long time, and his thoughts formed a net messily, and the net became tighter and tighter to the heart, as if the blood had coagulated, and the heart had frozen into ice.

The light and salty tear slid down his cheek, and he wiped it away in despair, and muttered in a low voice, "You still refuse to believe me." ”

Tears, he would cry now.

He had no heart, no tears, no blood, and since he gave birth to a heart for her, he has almost tasted the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of the world.

The pain is also her, and the joy is also her.

It was as if he heard someone say to him, "She's your calamity! She is the demon god, she is the source of all your pain, why do you still protect her?"

There was a sudden throbbing pain in his head, so painful that he couldn't help but let out a low roar, he closed his eyes, pressed his temples, and tried his best to restrain himself, and in an instant, the power of the demon god was like a hurricane.

In the face of the howling black wind, everyone could barely stand on their feet, and before they could make another move to resist, they vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Everyone present sat cross-legged on the ground, pranayama, and there was still a tearing sensation on their bodies, as if they were being frantically pulled by a strong force on their limbs and heads.

If Feng Yizhi let the power of the demon god go and did not restrain it, everyone would be reduced to ashes.

Prince Hao's Yuan Shen was still there, looking at him who was disillusioned and unconscious, he hurriedly said: "Master, calm down, I will return the memory to Senior Sister." ”

Prince Hao wanted to rush over to explain for Feng Yizhi, but Cen Duxiao didn't seem to be able to see his Yuan Shen.

Didn't Feng Yizhi give her the fairy root, why is she still an ordinary mortal?

As long as she remembers the past with Fengzhi, it is impossible for her not to believe him, Tai Zihao has seen her sad and sad for him, she couldn't let go of him like that, as long as she recovers her memory, she will definitely believe him!

When the crown prince Hao ascended, the Yuan Shen returned to his place, and as long as he was injured and his divine power was damaged, Cen Duxiao could remember some lost memories.

"No need. Feng Yizhi suddenly came back to his senses and held him down, his face was like frost, "You don't have to sacrifice for this, it's not worth it." ”

She didn't even give him a chance to explain, so why bother, why should he be persistent?

"Kill him and avenge Master Yi!"

"Kill him!"

......

Just as he regained his senses, the monks regrouped and swore with their swords in their hands to kill the demon god in one fell swoop.

"Look for death. A dark evil smile curled up at the corners of his lips, and he floated into the air, indifferently looking down at the ants at his feet.

I could only hear a loud rumbling sound, and the mountains shook in an instant, and the ground under everyone's feet cracked, cracking a shocking chasm.

Strange rocks under the cracks, with crossbow arrows inserted vertically.

With a terrible scream, many people fell into the cracks and fell to pieces, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Then the terrain of the place where the wind was located was violently undulating, and suddenly rose from the ground, forming a high mountain.

The boulders on the mountain rolled down like a monstrous wave, trying to bury everyone.

Everyone looked up in amazement, the power of the demon god can annihilate mountains and rivers, can split mountains and reclaim the sea, and really, he wants to destroy the world!

Cen Duxiao was still immersed in grief, she left the enchantment to protect Yi Han's body, she knew that everyone here together couldn't hurt Feng Yi in the slightest.

If she wants to take revenge, it is definitely not now, she has to send Yi Han's body back to Huashan as soon as possible.

Wei Linyan struggled to walk in the strong shock, and there were blood marks under her feet with every step, "Miss Cen, you quickly persuade Feng Yizhi to stop! My uncle, and your second senior brother are about to die!"