Call~

Call~

On a snowy night, the cold wind poured into the imperial study from the window, and the bright white light reflected on the ground.

The cold air was filled with an elegant fragrance, and the snow light should be inexhaustibly beautiful on Han Zhiyun's side face.

Accompanied by a quiet aroma in his nose, Chu Feifan's heart was ape, looking at her fragrant fragrance, triggering the manic flames in Chu Feifan's body.

For a few days in a row, he was in love with Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun, and Lin Yun, and he knew the taste of marrow, but he was suddenly rejected by the three of them on the grounds of cultivation, and there was a trace of loss in his heart.

At this time, I smelled a faint fragrance on her body, and I saw that her cheeks were flushed, and I really wanted to lean over and kiss her.

I only felt that the cherry lips were soft, the fragrance was fragrant, and I was confused for a while, I smelled the fragrance of pink balsam in my nose, and I was holding the warm fragrant nephrite in my hand.

Han Zhiyun felt his hot gaze, and couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in her heart, Qianying struggled frantically, the vast and majestic true qi in her body overflowed, and three thousand green silks flew up, as if some kind of prohibition in her body had been lifted, and her cultivation instantly skyrocketed to reach the lower grade of the Martial Venerable realm.

Feeling the change in Han Zhiyun's arms, Chu Feifan's expression changed suddenly, a stunned voice sounded, and the palm that was holding her arm was broken free.

"Wuzun?"

Under the fluctuation of the violent and vast true qi, Han Zhiyun's cloak fluttered up violently, and the fierce cold light in her eyes swept by, and she struck out with a palm and came straight to Chu Feifan's chest.

"Bang!"

Starlight flint, palms collide.

Chu Feifan's feet rubbed on the ground, and he quickly retreated backwards, his body was boiling with qi and blood, and he looked shocked.

"Little, scan her message for me right away!"

Chu Feifan was eager to know what happened to Han Zhiyun, could it be that she also had a special bloodline hidden in her body, which could instantly improve her cultivation.

But the power of her bloodline is too domineering, too incredible, she was already very perverted when she reached the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm at a young age, and now she has been promoted to the Martial Venerable Realm Even if she has a life and death talisman hidden in her body, she is afraid that she will not be her opponent.

At this time, Han Zhiyun was obviously preparing to fight to the death, with the idea of dying together, the light and watery true qi fluctuations were suspended on her body, and under the light of the snow, the whole person was like a fairy who had fallen for nine days.

Three thousand green silks are flying, and her clothes are fluttering, although the killing intent is vertical and horizontal, it does not affect her appearance in the slightest.

"Drop, the system system scan has been successful, and it has been sent to the host's mind!"

"Drok, the system has detected the host's current environment, and the danger value has reached seventy percent, I hope the host will deal with it carefully."

Xiao Bei's prompt sound sounded in his ears, his heart moved, and he quickly checked the information in his mind, and the expression on his face was stunned.

"Han Zhiyun has a hidden Heavenly Phoenix bloodline in her body, and at the same time, she is the body of the Yin, and now she has forcibly broken through the prohibition of the Heavenly Phoenix bloodline, and the power of the bloodline in her body has been activated by thirty percent."

"Drip, the system reminds the host that the Tianfeng bloodline and the true dragon bloodline attract each other, if they can double cultivate, they will benefit each other, and the cultivation of both sides can be greatly improved."

Could it be that there was a throbbing blow in her heart just now, it turned out that the power of the bloodline in her body was causing trouble, one of the ten bloodline powers of Tianfeng.

At the same time, she is the body of the Yin, no wonder her cultivation can be terrifying, Chu Feifan knows that if there is no help from the system, she will definitely be out of reach.

"Emperor Chu, suffer death!"

"The cultivation of this prison master, Wuzun Realm, if you can't contend with it, I will completely kill you tonight, crush your bones and scatter ashes, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart."

The coquettish voice sounded, and Han Zhiyun's eyes were like a sword, extremely sharp, as if she could penetrate Chu Feifan's body at any time.

"Martial Venerable Realm!"

"The Demon Slayer Prison Master will do whatever it takes to kill me, but don't forget that the life and death talisman in your body can only be lifted by me."

Chu Feifan's expression was calm and light, without the slightest worry, he knew that Han Zhiyun forcibly opened the ban, there must be a time limit, and it was impossible for the cultivation of the Martial Venerable Realm to continue forever.

"So what, if I kill you, even if the mission of this prison master is completed, even if I die?"

"Phoenix Dance Nine Days, Kill!"

The long sword in his hand trembled, Nana stood, the blade was colder than ice, and an indestructible sword light struck through the air.

"Huh!"

The sword light moved, the sound of the phoenix roared in the Heart Cultivation Palace, feeling the oncoming strong wind, Chu Feifan's figure rotated and moved, and the sharp sword light smashed his flying robe.

The clothes were broken, Chu Feifan reached out to his waist and touched it, the fault of the robe made him secretly frightened in his heart, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he was afraid that a sword would have slashed on his arm.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Han Zhiyun's shadow swept like an immortal, the momentum of the long sword in her hand was like a rainbow, and the unparalleled sword was full of killing intent, not giving Chu Feifan a chance to breathe at all.

"Huh!"

In front of him, the sharp sword blade attacked and killed, Chu Feifan felt the decisive killing intent in the air, he didn't dare to be careless, Zhan Lu took out of the sheath, and his wrist rotated to meet it.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The long swords collided with each other, like two dragons swimming and intertwined, and a messy sound stirred up in the imperial study.

The sword flashed, and the killing intent was strong.

The cold light flickered, and the figure flew.

The true dragon bloodline in Chu Feifan's body was activated, his knife-like cheeks were cold, and the gaze in his eyes was serious and cold.

"Huh!"

A sword light swept by, and red flying blood splashed on the wooden case on the side, looking sideways at the shoulder where the blood was bubbling and flowing, Chu Feifan Longyan was furious, and the strong killing intent in his heart rose.

Now.

He is intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, Han Zhiyun is bent on putting him to death, if he doesn't go all out, I'm afraid he will really fall in the imperial study tonight.

The true dragon bloodline had suppressed the Tianfeng bloodline, and with the innate restraint and the return of ten thousand swords, Chu Feifan knew that he could be invincible.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

With the sound of three dragon groans, Han Zhiyun's expression froze, her eyes widened, looking at the three dragon shadows lingering behind Chu Feifan, her heart was turbulent, and a trembling muttering sounded.

"True Dragon Blood!"

"Lord of the Three Dragons?"

Han Zhiyun looked shocked, and the voice of her master who had warned her in the past kept ringing in her head.

"The Lord of the True Dragon, the Lord of Destiny, the Dragon and Phoenix and Ming, the True Son of Heaven!"

This sentence was told to her by her master when Han Zhiyun left the school, a pun, the lord of the true dragon is not only the co-master of the world, but also her true destiny.

Only the body of Jiuyang, which has the blood of the true dragon in its body, can be with her, and everything is fate.

Seeing that the long sword in Han Zhiyun's hand stopped in front of him, Chu Feifan's true qi was released, and the Zhan Lu sword lingered around him, a low roaring sword sound sounded, and countless Dao Gang qi condensed into the shadow of the long sword.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

With a roar, ten thousand sword lights crossed the void, and Han Zhiyun heard the sound of an idea, and the long sword in her hand danced quickly, trying to knock the oncoming sword light away.

Watching the shadow flying in front of him continue to retreat backwards, the sound of swords slamming endlessly, the killing intent in his deep eyes dissipated, and the figure flew forward like a ghost.