Chapter 169: A Lonely World
"You also have an immortal body?!" Nian Yi was slightly surprised.
"Do you know, this dagger in my hand is actually the blade of time, a sword can take away half of your lifespan, not to mention that your immortal body is not an eternal lifespan, just more than 3,000 lives......"
"Oh, you mean, you can kill me three thousand times?" Nian Yi sneered, "The power of fireflies, and you also want to compete with Haoyue?!"
Nian Yi's body collapsed and turned into a dark aura in the sky, "I turned into nothingness, can you kill me?"
"Is it difficult to do it three thousand times? In your eyes, I am afraid that it will not even take a moment of time!" Feng Luofan smiled, a time array has opened on this earth, and everything in it is still, the breeze, the sun, the breath, the life, the time......
It's a lonely world.
If anyone else could control this time realm, he would see that his expression at this moment was so resolute, so obsessed, and he could not see timidity, nor casualness, but that posture was as firm as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as deep as the starry sky.
Anyone who sees it will feel awe-inspired.
And the blade of time in Feng Luofan's hand kept slashing in this lonely world, once, twice, three times......
The Time Array disappeared, and the huge magic array collapsed in an instant, forming a huge vortex, and this vortex continued to spread, spreading the entire heaven and earth, turning into nothingness!
The power of the collapse and the roar echoed in all directions, shaking countless creatures throughout the island of Danoke.
The memories of the year that had turned into a dark aura a moment ago fell from mid-air at this moment and spread out on the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Impossible!"
"What happened?"
......
Nian Yi breathed heavily, his expression was incredulous, shocked, frightened, and frightened, and his voice was weak, old, and articulate.
Nian Yi only has the intuition that can be felt by his facial features, and his body below the neck only has a sense of powerlessness and severe pain, just like the feeling of being smashed by the bronze masked man in the Mangrove Magic School, that unforgettable feeling, appeared again at this moment, and it is not an illusion here, this is true.
Looking at his withered and broken body, Nian Yi screamed intermittently, but the voice couldn't even be overshadowed by the wind.
Nian Yi's whole body life force was almost cut off, and in his hoarseness, his eyes were full of resentment, staring at the wind and sails, as if he was going to use all his strength, trying to open his mouth to curse the wind and sails with the most vicious words.
Before a word could be spit out of Nian Yi's mouth, a sword had instantly flown in and slashed downward.
A dark red froth of blood rose in the air, and the skull flew out, with open and closed lips.
The unwilling gaze in Nian Yi's eyes slowly dimmed and fell.
It was the sword that rained before the rain, and it was misty and rainy.
......
Xingchen lay on the ground, blood still oozing from between his severed arms and from his pierced chest.
"I'm dying, and I'm glad I've known you in my life. Those years at school were the best moments of my life, and even now, I feel like I've never regretted it. I regret that I met you too late to see the thousands of mountains and rivers you have walked. Xingchen watched the wind and sails and the coming Huamo City with his afterglow.
"Qingyu, I'm glad I met you just right, like a reunion after a long absence, but I still don't regret it, even if you haven't had time to like me, I'm glad that I didn't intrude into your life too recklessly, and I'm glad that I didn't look at the world you worked so hard to manage......" The corners of Xingchen's mouth trembled, and with all his strength, a large mouthful of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, making him breathe short, interrupting the last words.
"Actually...... I've always wanted to...... In 10, 20, 30 years...... With the rest of my life...... Accompany you to conquer the world......"
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"It's a pity that my family is only engaged in business, otherwise I can give you a knighthood. In the future, when I fly Huang Tengda, I will definitely give you a city, now I don't have so much land, I can only send you a few sets of royal city gardens, whether it is Modeng City or Huayu Castle, Haiquan Bay or Luodu, island villas, alpine villas, wooden houses in the forest can be, as long as you open your mouth......" Ren Ziqiang's voice broke the joys and sorrows brewed by the stars.
"You...... You...... You're not...... Is your neck broken...... Why is it still like it's okay......" Xingchen's heart was agitated, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and he was about to die.
"Feng Ye, look, can you save Xingchen? Save him, you will have the title of Marquis, you will have money and power, and your life will be happy!"
"I've saved him once before. But I still haven't been knighted and marquised!"
"This ...... Xingchen, you quickly ask Feng Ye to save you. As long as you become the king of Morden City or the leader of the Human Alliance, let Feng Ye be a great prime minister, a general, or something!" Ren Ziqiang shouted.
Because Ren Ziqiang has long been dead in the eyes of everyone, not many people pay attention to how Ren Ziqiang recovered as before, so most people are also stunned.
"Wind Falling Sail, can you save the stars?" A hint of surprise flashed in Wei Qingyu's desperate eyes, her body trembled slightly, her breathing was short, her heart beat faster, and her eyes fell on Wind Falling Sail.
"It can be, but it may take a lot of my mental strength, and it may make me physically and mentally damaged, and I will be extremely ......weak," Feng Luofan looked solemn, "But for the sake of being an old classmate, I can only sacrifice myself and do my best!"
The wind and sails placed the dying stars on the ground, and placed the two severed arms where they were broken, opening up the power of immortality......
"Alright, alright, alright?!" Xingchen incredulously examined his blood-stained chest, looking at his dexterous hands, as if in a dream, and now he woke up, and all the pain in the dream was gone.
Before Xingchen could be happy, Feng Luofan suddenly covered his chest, screamed, and the whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, turned pale, and fell to the ground.
"Wind Falling Sail, what's wrong with you?!" Wei Qingyu turned pale with fright, and hurriedly lifted Feng Falling Sail up.
"This kind of anti-heaven magic is continuously cast, the heart is exhausted, the magic power is exhausted, I have to recuperate for a while!" Feng Luofan cried and mourned, and some blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth......
Bang!
Two loud noises rang out around everyone, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The two dragons, attracted by the huge magic array, came again and turned into petrified again......