Inside the Tianzi Pavilion, Hong Shan lowered his head, "It's going to be over," the young man said sadly.

Yu Sinian's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he rushed out of the door.

"It's a pity," Hong Shan looked at the door that was hit wide open by Yu Si Nian, "I know that I have to go if I can't catch up, Si Nian is really ......"

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, only left a sigh and scattered in the box.

This is a dead end that this little girl can't solve.

Nian Huazang on the side looked at the table with a blank face, looking at the little girl's companion.

Not even a single practitioner.

It seems that there is no one who can help her.

However, Nian Huazang suddenly felt as if something was missing in the room, and raised his hand to rub his eyes.

"How so?" He suddenly shouted.

……

……

The strongest blow of a cultivator at the peak of the Ascending Realm could be stopped by no one other than cultivators of the same realm or above. However, in the boxes of the Fourth Courtyard of Hui and Ziyang Academy, the big names above the peak of the Extreme Realm were still silent.

Some people's eyes were still closed, as if they were asleep.

The young cultivators below the Ascending Extreme Realm looked at all this with pale faces, but they were powerless to stop it.

Zhu Luan felt the killing intent coming from behind him.

It was a feeling she knew.

It's the feeling of death.

It wasn't a long time since she felt the shadow of death that shrouded her, Zhu Luan's expression was calm as usual, but she still frowned slightly, just like she said to the old man in black before, no one can't die, and the ashes in the courtyard in her previous life made her deeply aware of this matter.

But she also knew very well that this old man in black should still not be able to kill her.

Since her rebirth, she has seen only Song Huaizhu who can indeed kill herself.

When the true yuan was about to hit her heart, Zhu Luan reached out and touched the flower protection bell around her neck.

Although she knew about such a thing, it was impossible for anyone other than Princess Jinyang to know it, and an exclamation rang out in the hall of Dusk Cloud Tower.

Suddenly, someone stood behind her.

A warm, wide back pressed against hers.

Zhu Luan was startled and turned around.

The man had his back to her, facing the old man in black, so Zhu Luan turned around and saw only one back.

The back wasn't tall, but it was taller than her current body, so it kept her in the way.

Zhu Luan's eyes that were always as calm as water were dyed with a touch of surprise for the first time.

It's a teenager.

It was someone she never thought would stand in her way.

But it was in front of her in such a timely manner

So she was surprised.

But the people around her were even more surprised than her.

Everyone in the crowd was rubbing their eyes, and after looking at it several times, convinced that it was that person, the hall erupted in the biggest exclamation of the day.

Yu Sinian stood on the stairs on the second floor, holding the stairs and looking downstairs in shock.

Then he suddenly remembered that after Sima Hao was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Duan Lizheng beside him seemed to stand up again.

Yu Sinian was so focused on the conversation between the old man and the woman that he didn't have time to think about the meaning of that action.

But now he understood.

It turned out that this was the person who rushed to her side in the most timely and accurate way.

He understood, but no one else understood.

In the Tianzi Pavilion, everyone's jaws were about to fall in shock, and they all looked at Duan Haochu in disbelief.

Duan Haochu, on the other hand, stood up in a good fit and walked out of the box, leaving everyone's stunned gaze behind him.

In the Dizi Pavilion, the man in white put down his originally raised right hand and continued to hold the wine glass as if nothing had happened, provoking a glance from the tea-making man and Mu Yizhi.

Mu Yizhi looked out the window and sighed, "I didn't expect that he would be the last one to stand in front of this woman." ”

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.

In the box upstairs, the big people who had originally closed their eyes opened their eyes one after another, and the two teachers and the three gentlemen of Ziyang Academy stood up in surprise, only Mr. Nanshan sat on the chair, looking downstairs with a complicated expression.

Duan Lizheng's timing was very good.

When the killing intent of the old man in black struck from the air, he accurately blocked in front of Zhu Luan.

He raised his palm, and the seemingly indestructible killing intent that was condensed to the extreme was like crashing into a towering mountain, and it was firmly blocked.

The boy snorted from his mouth, but he didn't retreat a step from his feet.

Because her back was resting on her back.

Duan Lizheng took a deep breath, his whole body True Yuan skyrocketed, and he clenched his fists fiercely, and the originally strong and domineering True Yuan disappeared in his palm.

Calm was restored to the surroundings.

The audience was silent, so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping on the ground.

Everyone stared blankly at this seemingly normal, but actually incredible scene in front of them.

The old man in black was also stunned, looking at the young man and girl in front of him back to back with a face full of disbelief.

Then he reacted, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Second Prince Duan, what do you mean by this?"

The old man asked loudly.

The man in front of him is indeed not from Shendu, he is an authentic Huizhou.

But it is impossible for every god not to know Him.

Because he's so famous.

Huizhou prodigy, Duan Lizheng.

The old man never dreamed that Duan Lizheng, who had never participated in the struggle in the Shendu and was low-key, would actually jump out and block in front of this woman at this juncture!

He looked angrily and confusedly at the boy who had been known for a long time but was fighting head-to-head for the first time.

The surrounding onlookers were awakened by the old man's shouting, and they also reflected one after another, and everyone's eyes were on Duan Lizheng's body, and there was an uproar around.

In the center of his gaze, Duan Lizheng looked at his palm, where there were faint black scorch marks, and the young man's eyes were a little confused.

All his energy was focused on defusing the old man's full force, and when the crisis was resolved, he realized what he had done as if he had just woken up from a dream.

What does he mean?

He didn't mean anything.

Duan Lizheng frowned and looked at the black-clothed old man in front of him, feeling the woman's body temperature coming from behind, and was a little uncomfortable.

The gaze of the people around him who wanted to explore something made him frown even more.

He didn't mean anything, he just felt that this woman couldn't die, and she shouldn't be killed by the old man in black for such a reason in such a place.

Because in his opinion, the old man in black is wrong, and this woman is right.

Just like that day in Ziyang Academy, on Wuqu Yinping Peak, everyone thought that what this woman said was wrong, but he knew that what she said was right, so he stood up.

Yes, it's no different from last time.

He didn't mean anything, last time he spoke, this time he made a move, it was essentially the same, so last time he was an instinctive reaction immersed in academics, and he didn't mean anything else, this time he also wanted to maintain the spirit of martial arts in his heart, and he didn't mean anything else.

Not really.

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