Chapter 143: Sect Turmoil—The Night is Coming
Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the insect cup that Xu Feng held high, and the bright white light refracted from the jade cup, and Xu Feng's hand was like holding a glowing sun. The jade insect cup www.biquge.info was firmly held in Xu Feng's hand, and the true yuan had been poured into Ji Zhang's five fingers, as long as the divine thoughts moved slightly, the jade was burned. The great cultivators of the Creation Realm also had no way to save it. Even if Xu Feng was killed immediately, at the moment of death, he could still crush the worm cup, not to mention that this kind of thing, success or failure is only once, and it is impossible to gamble.
In front of countless sects in the south, being coerced by the juniors, Baili Ying raised a pair of eagle eyes and hooked Xu Feng, his face was extremely ugly, and he turned around indifferently.
The battle of the sects with the same goal, in such a situation, was faintly divided into two factions. Miaoyu and Jiang Liao's faces were pale, and they were determined to stand with the Burning Star Tower, and some sects that were close to the Burning Star Tower on weekdays also moved closer to Xu Feng and the others.
In Xu Feng's view, all his requirements are reasonable, but this world is like this, and reason is always on the side of the strong.
Baili Yingyang thinks that this is vexatious, and it is impossible for an unknown person to ask him to admit his mistakes and make amends. So he could only understand Xu Feng's behavior as coercion.
"Don't deceive too much, boy, hand over the worm cup, everything is negotiable. Baili Ying suppressed the anger in his heart and said as calmly as possible.
The ugly worm in the jade cup is closely connected with Baili Bing's life at this moment. As long as Xu Feng's right hand gently spits out the internal force, with the death of the cup worm, the hundred miles of ice will also die in an instant.
Xu Feng was silent for a long time, staring at Baili Yingyang fearlessly, there was no half-point regression in his eyes, and a nameless resentment surged in his heart. ――Spare you the Jade Emperor Tianzun, is your life more precious than other people's lives! Could it be that the Thirteenth Senior Brother died in vain!
With the anger rising in his heart, Xu Feng's raised right hand naturally exerted force, and the strange cup insect was extremely sensitive, and immediately felt the threat, and the fat body that was slowly wriggling suddenly erected in the cylindrical jade cup, and a few drops of blood at the bottom of the cup instantly turned into white mist, swirling around the worm. In just a moment, the white seeping worm turned into a blood-red strange worm, baring its teeth and claws against the translucent jade jar.
The field was extremely quiet, and the powerhouses above the middle realm of the Apocalypse could even hear the rapid snapping sound of the cup worm desperately hitting the jade cup.
"Ah...... Yikes......"
The moment the cup turned blood-red, Baili Bing suddenly let out a terrible roar, which was mixed with hatred for the stone leopard, regret for himself, and faint sympathy for the other party.
Long hair is flying, and the red dress is eye-catching. The sunset burned all over the forest, and in the silent mountain forest, the whistling sound seemed more and more poignant and quiet, echoing in everyone's hearts for a long time.
The whistle fell, Baili Bing was draped in hair, and his eyes were dull looking at the corpse of the thirteenth senior brother on the ground, the face of the beautiful girl seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant, and a kind of palpitating vicissitudes of life emerged from the demented eyes, and the originally bright red clothes seemed to have been soaked in the long river of time for countless years, like a corpse robe that was buried with it.
Baili Bing recalled the competition between boys and girls in the valley of the Burning Star Tower more than ten years ago:
Young boy, look back at a sword.
Handsome face, eyes full of hidden anticipation and joy. was so emotional that he didn't dare to look her eyes, and the blade of the sword was a few inches in front of her, so that the long sword in the young man's hand was easily picked up by her, and the young man retreated, a slight flush rose on his face, and he hurriedly lowered his head and clenched his fists. It's a pity that she was just an arrogant little girl at that time, and she didn't know what love was, let alone cherishing. The pretty chin is raised, and it can be regarded as having received this gift.
Dao Sword asks his heart, fights and loves.
The carved beams and paintings in the Liuhua Workshop, the young man in white and the woman in pink are entangled with their sword energy. In a few years, the young man has matured a lot, and his burning gaze pierced her heart, and the Dao Sword in her hand did not give in to any more, not because of strength, but because of respect. Unfortunately, at that time, she had become a puppet, and she couldn't hold anything else in her mind except the white clothes of the stone leopard.
The long needle takes life and moves forward.
The young man stood upright, and he didn't avoid it, like the blood of fire sprinkled on his hands, so strong, so hot. Her heart trembled at that moment. How could the girl not understand this meaning, but her heart was still elsewhere.
At the moment when Fang Yutong was dying, he pounced on the stone leopard like a moth, and pounced on the furious true yuan of the cultivators of the Creation Realm, until this time, Bai Li Bing still thought that this handsome young man was just an infatuated fool who was bewitched by himself like many other young people.
Baili Bing, who was clearly over for the time being, felt that his heart was tightly clenched by a big hand, and he would burst to death at any time. She looked in the direction of Fang Yutong and the stone leopard corpse in a daze, the sharp sword in her hand fell to the ground, stabbed, and pierced into the dirt, but she didn't know it.
Looking at his daughter who was about to go crazy, Baili Yingyang's slightly pursed lips slowly lowered, and the fierceness in his eyes was decreasing little by little.
What kind of courage did this inconspicuous young man in front of him who raised his right hand aloft have? Who gave him the confidence? Why did the light in those eyes not change in the slightest, and they were still calm, like a pool of stagnant water, as if even if the sky fell apart, it would be impossible to withdraw his right hand.
Baili Yingyang sighed softly in his heart, and said in his heart: Is it really old. He habitually put his hands behind his back, looked at the young man in front of him, and said lightly: "You won." ”
The moment he said these three words, the killing on Baili Yingyang's face disappeared decisively, leaving only an old man with deep wrinkles and a compassionate father, standing quietly in the golden tree field at sunset.
Xu Feng slowly lowered his right hand, looked at the thirteenth senior brother with his eyes closed and a calm face, and said, "Senior brother, you have finally won." ”
"Ah......h The red figure floated over a distance of dozens of zhang, picking up Fang Yutong on the ground at a very fast speed.
"Huh...... Hehe...... Hehehe......"
With a poignant chuckle, Baili Bing jumped into the depths of the mountain forest like a desperate escape.
Baili Yingyang watched her daughter's red disappear between the green trees, and suddenly felt inexplicable regret in her heart. With the palm of his hand stretched, the jade cup turned into a streamer of light and entered his wide black sleeve.
Baili Yingyang turned to Fu Qingshan and said, "I'll leave it to you here." And then he didn't look back, and floated away with his daughter.
The sunset was even more gorgeous, and the golden brilliance painted all the leaves golden. In just a moment, everyone came back to their senses from Fang Cai's tragic story. The gaze that looked at the corpse of the stone leopard became colder and more vigilant.
The Immortal Soul Gate is really obscene and ruthless, and in order to achieve its goal, it does everything it takes. The first battle of attacking the Immortal Soul Gate was a complete victory, but the people in the grove did not have the joy of victory.
The sun is setting and the night is approaching, and the real battle for the gate has just begun.