only heard the sound of "flutter", Yan Zhen's hand immediately penetrated the front chest of the blue phoenix.

Bright red blood instantly stained the latter's chest.

"You old thing......"

Blue Phoenix's expression suddenly distorted, and she glared at Yan Zhen viciously while laughing at herself.

"Cutting grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows, you will not understand this truth. The reason why I left you alive back then was nothing more than for the sake of the Holy Land of the Heavenly Witch Sect, but now, you have no use value, and if you continue to stay in the world, it will inevitably threaten me, so the old man will do good deeds and send you to the underworld to reunite with your dead ghost sister."

Yan Zhen looked at her playfully, as if he was mocking something.

"It turns out that you already knew that I wanted to kill you......" Blue Phoenix's vision began to blur, she bit her lip and squeezed out the last bit of strength to knock Yan Zhen's arm down.

When Yan Zhen's hand withdrew from her chest, Lan Phoenix only felt that her legs suddenly became weak, and she couldn't stand anymore, so she "plopped" and half-knelt on the ground.

"Alas, when people get older, their hearts will always be soft, I originally thought, if you have been honest and let you continue to live, it is not impossible, but unfortunately, you yourself are too uncompetitive" Yan Zhen slowly squatted down, grabbed Lan Phoenix's shirt, and wiped the blood-stained hand.

"You old thing, young ...... Less in ...... There is no mouth full of benevolence and morality, I don't need, and I don't scarce your mercy. I only hate, I can't kill you, for ...... ...... for me Revenge for my sister......" Blue Phoenix's eyes were confused, and he wanted to knock Yan Zhen down, but he couldn't lift any strength all over his body.

"Whatever you say, the old man doesn't care about you, your life has entered the countdown, cherish this little time."

After Yan Zhen finished wiping his hands, he actually tidied up the messy clothes for Blue Phoenix.

He had a smile on his face, his movements were very gentle, and he looked like a kind old man.

"Take your dirty hands away......" Blue Phoenix raised her hand tremblingly, holding Yan Zhen's wrist weakly, she gasped for breath, and her voice was very weak.

"Look at your appearance, how embarrassed you are, you don't want to go to a good life, but you want to touch my bottom line, all of this is your own fault, and you can't blame others" Yan Zhen shook his head, slowly stood up, looked at the blue phoenix who was still breathing, and couldn't help sighing.

"Sikong Daoyou, in this move, I just clean up the portal, there is no disrespect, I hope you will forgive me," Then, Yan Zhen looked at Sikong Hao and his wife in the distance, he clasped his fists and saluted, chuckling lightly.

Although the words were polite, there was no hint of respect in that expression.

"Yan Daoyou is too worried, since it is a family matter, what qualifications do I have to meddle?"

Sikong Hao and his wife have been standing from a distance and watching, and from beginning to end, they have no intention of stepping forward to stop it.

It's just that the two look at each other from time to time, and the corners of each other's lips are also moving slightly, as if they are saying something.

As for the other warlocks, although they were a little unaccustomed to Yan Zhen's approach, they naturally couldn't make a mistake when they saw that the gatekeeper didn't squeak, and they went to contradict Yan Zhen for the sake of such a woman they didn't know.

So, one by one, they stood still and waited for the outcome of the matter.

After hearing Yan Zhen's words, Sikong Hao and his wife stopped talking.

After a while, Sikong Hao suddenly said with a smile.

"That's good, the old man originally thought that Sikong Daoyou would be angry, but now it seems that I am really worried." Sikong Hao's answer was expected by Yan Zhen.

The reason for this question is nothing more than a formality.

After all, this Sikong Haogui is the gatekeeper, and he is blatantly killing people under his nose, and if he doesn't find a step for himself, it will inevitably cause him to be dissatisfied.

"It's not to be angry, but I hope that the next time Yan Daoyou cleans up the portal, he can solve it in private, after all, the woman just now, even if she loses, but nominally, she is also my guest, although I have no opinion on you cleaning up the portal, but I also ask you to give my guests a respect"

At this time, Sikong Hao, who was standing in the distance, suddenly stretched out his finger and gently hooked it at the blue phoenix who was half-kneeling on the ground.

I saw the latter's body suddenly float up and float towards Sikong Hao.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?" Yan Zhen was puzzled and shouted.

"Your housework, since it has been taken care of, then this woman has nothing to do with you, I said, she is my guest"

As he spoke, the blue phoenix's body had already floated to Sikong Hao's feet.

Several yellow cedar maids hurriedly set her up and quickly left.

"Hmph, Sikong Daoyou's conduct is really noble, the old man admires it!" Yan Zhen's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Sikong Hao angrily.

He wanted to get angry, but because of Sikong Hao's strength, he endured it again.

Sikong Hao didn't even look at him, nor did he pay attention, just waved his hand at the rest of the warlocks. "Let's start the second game"

"You!"

Sikong Hao's move, in Yan Zhen's eyes, was tantamount to a provocation.

He only felt that his face suddenly couldn't be hung up, as if he had been slapped in public.

But because of the form, he had to endure it.

As Sikong Hao's voice fell, the second game after a long absence, also began.

This time, it was two old men in Taoist robes who were immortal wind bones.

"Hey, don't you know that woman, why didn't you save her just now?"

After the start of the game, most of the warlocks in the field were watching the battle.

Even if you don't watch the battle, you still rest there and adjust your state.

But no matter when or what the occasion, there will always be one or two strange existences.

At the back of the crowd, somewhere near a rock, there were two of them.

He didn't watch the battle, he didn't rest, and when he sat there, he looked like a wooden man.

The girl was fine, looking around occasionally, but the boy was always silent.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were staring at Yan Zhen in the distance.

No matter what the girl says, the boy doesn't care.

Seeing the boy's face, the girl gradually became a little angry.

"It's not that I didn't save me when I saw death, but she stopped me"

I don't know if it was a discovery of conscience or a self-aware gaffe, but the boy finally spoke.

His voice was very low, and when he spoke, his gaze never left Yan Zhen.

"What?"

The boy's answer surprised the girl.

Her eyes widened, and countless question marks flashed before her eyes.

I heard it right, how can anyone know that she is going to die, but she doesn't let others save her.

Moreover, from the time the woman was injured until she was taken away by the gatekeeper, I had been watching, and I had the impression that she had never spoken to the boy.

"Actually, she already knew that Yan Zhen would attack her"

The boy slowly took out a pink bag in his arms and gently held it in his hand, with a face of vicissitudes.

This boy is none other than Ma Kai.