The blade of the sword buzzed and trembled, and the jade pendant trembled violently, as if a pair of friends who had been reunited for a long time couldn't wait to catch up on the old days.

Feng Ren looked around at the strong enemies around him, and knew that it was impossible to do a good job. But there is no possibility that he will hand over the sword in his hand. Now there is only one bet, if the remnant soul imprisoned by the sword blade is really a part of Brother Wudao, then it should be able to survive in a desperate situation.

Reaching out to hold the jade pendant on his chest, a soft internal force was injected into it, and Feng Ren was about to ask Brother Wudao about it, but something happened suddenly.

A brilliant white light erupted from Feng Ren's chest, shattering the robe he was draped over in an instant. In front of everyone's eyes, a white light that could vaguely be seen as a human shape rose from Feng Ren's chest, and the next moment it plunged into the blade.

Ping!

The crisp sound of shattering glass came from the sword, and nearly half of the people around them changed their faces.

The seal is broken.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiahou Po reached out with a claw and took the hilt of the sword in Feng Ren's hand.

The two realms are against the five martial arts, and it is impossible for any tricks to work with such a disparity in strength. At least that's what Xiahou Po thinks. And under normal circumstances, this is indeed the case.

However, Feng Ren and Brother Wudao, neither of them is a normal existence.

Just when Xiahou Po was full of confidence that he could take the Forbidden Breaking Void Sword, Feng Ren's figure disappeared in an instant in front of everyone's eyes.

The power of space, Xiahou Po immediately thought of a feature that the auctioneer had specially explained when he introduced the Forbidden Breaking Void Sword. However, Feng Ren could be controlled so quickly, which Xiahou Po didn't expect at all.

When a claw probed into the air, Xiahou Po was about to recruit. Behind him, an astonishing sword intent erupted.

The battle consciousness of the realm-level master was fully reflected at this moment, almost like a conditioned reflex, Xiahou Po turned around and closed his palms at the same time, clamping the white sword. The huge impact pushed him out of a distance of more than ten zhang, and his body completely crashed into the high platform of the previous auction. Then the violent energy that swept out completely overturned the entire high platform and turned it into pieces of sawdust.

It turned out that Xiahou Po was in the position, Feng Ren stood with a sword in one hand, and the aura at this time was definitely not something that a martial five-level could emit. This kind of fluctuation that has initially controlled the spiritual power of heaven and earth is a symbol of a realm-level powerhouse. But at this time, the expression on Feng Ren's face was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were faintly full of banter.

Feng Ren's current appearance, Huo Xiaoxuan felt a little unfamiliar. In her impression, Feng Ren is occasionally a little tough, but most of them are docile. Suddenly, a different picture of Feng Ren came to her mind. It was an expression that Feng Ren had every time he was alone, full of gloom and sadness.

When Huo Xiaoxuan rescued Feng Ren, who was covered in blood and unconscious in the wild, he said that he had amnesia when he woke up. But Huo Xiaoxuan understands that everyone has secrets that they don't want to tell others, and the melancholy on Feng Ren's face when he is alone just shows this. Could it be that it has been suppressed for too long, and this time it has completely exploded?

Huo Xiaoxuan didn't want it to be like this, and of course Feng Ren was not like that. The current wind toughness, to be precise, the soul of the wind toughness, is in the jade pendant that should have been the stay of Brother Wudao. What controls Feng Ren's body now is actually the remnant soul that has been sleeping for I don't know how many years, Brother Wudao, Brother Feng Wudao.

"What the hell is going on? Just now, a burst of white light flashed in front of me inexplicably, and then when I was conscious, I was like this.

"Don't worry. I've been suffocated for so long, isn't it good to vent? Then again, your body is really unpleasant, and your reaction speed is too slow. Brother Wudao's voice filled the jade pendant.

The remnant soul imprisoned in this forbidden Broken Sky Sword, just as Feng Ren guessed, is a wisp of remnant soul of Brother Wudao. The two were intertwined, and after the perfect fusion, the memories that poured out like a flood filled Brother Wudao's mind. At this moment, his former pride returned. As for why he occupied Feng Ren's body, Brother Wudao himself didn't know. And after he took control of this body, the first thing he saw was the menacing Xiahou Po. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, how can he give up?

"I'll change it back later, let me stretch my muscles first. ”

After that, Brother Wudao drew out again with a sword. This time, the high roar of the dragon rang out from the blade, and it was extremely majestic.

Just when Xiahou Po's palms were about to meet the blade again, a figure silently stopped between the two.

"If you want to fight, go out and fight!"

A thunderous rebuke instantly covered the previous dragon groan, and a gray-robed old man shook back Xiahou Po, who had not yet completed the condensation of true qi, with one palm. Then, the gray-robed old man threw out his sleeve, and the pale cyan light that diffused turned into a giant blade and slashed towards Brother Wudao.

With a cold snort, Brother Wudao's palm twisted, the blade of the sword rose, and the white sword turned into a giant dragon that swallowed the giant blade in an instant, and continued to rush forward.

The gray-robed old man roared angrily, and his palms came out together, turning the giant dragon in front of him into dust. Then his figure flickered, and in an instant, he appeared above Brother Wudao, and slapped it with one palm.

The blade was held upside down behind his back, and Brother Wudao's left palm struck out, shaking the palm of the gray-robed old man without any avoidance.

Rumble!

The strong horizontal vortex air flow centered on the two of them spread wildly outward, and those with low cultivation in the surrounding areas were even lifted away.

At the same time, Brother Wudao's afterglow looked at a corner, and Huo Xiaoxuan was shocked into the air by the previous air current.

"The body is back to me!"

Feng Ren shouted heartbreakingly, he seemed to have seen the tragic situation when Huo Xiaoxuan fell. After that tragedy, he had nothing left. A friend who was finally obtained, he would never let her be hurt like this in front of his eyes. Perhaps, deep in his heart, he already has a place for that shadow.

With a reckless palm, the gray-robed old man was shaken back, and Brother Wudao's body turned into a streamer of light and flew into the air, hugging Huo Xiaoxuan's small waist and holding her in his arms.

With a swing of the sword, a crack was cut in the ceiling, and Brother Wudao sprang out of it, re-seeing the starry night sky. As soon as his figure fell, he was already standing on a roof dozens of feet away from the auction hall.

"I haven't seen this beautiful night sky for many years, and it's really nostalgic. Brother Wudao sighed, and the next moment, the control of his body returned to Feng Ren's hands. Just now, Brother Wudao had already touched the method of soul exchange.

Feeling the soft touch coming from his arms and chest, Feng Ren smiled and looked at Huo Xiaoxuan, who was shocked, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Huo Xiaoxuan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then naturally buried her head in Feng Ren's chest, and a trace of blush appeared on her face under the mask.

Looking at the figure that kept coming out of the crack that was cut by Brother Wudao, Feng Ren smiled helplessly, and thought to himself: Brother Wudao, you are too good at making trouble for me.

Zhou Zhou will definitely not be able to go back, after such a trouble, it is impossible and there is no reason for the Rakshasa Gate to protect itself. The unknown road in the future, Feng Ren shook his head.

Feng Ren's body continued to gush out of abundant power, which was an external force that Brother Wudao temporarily lent him to use. With the fusion of an extra wisp of remnant soul, Brother Wudao's strength has recovered a lot. At least let Feng Ren temporarily reach the realm of a realm-level master, and there will be no problem for an hour.

Turning around and about to leave, a figure standing on the opposite roof caught Feng Ren's attention. His instincts told him it was coming for him.

"The sword stays, you go. ”

The woman's voice, but full of commanding tones.

"What if I say, no?"

At this time, the wind is tough and fearless.

"Oh, there is no man that I Dongfang Qinshan can't stop!"

The master of the Confused Life Palace, Dongfang Qinshan.

When Brother Wudao borrowed Feng Ren's body to fight with Xiahou Po, Dongfang Qinshan was already waiting outside. It's a person.,Basically, I like to join in the fun.。 And Dongfang Qinshan did the opposite, no matter who it was, as long as he won the Forbidden Breaking Void Sword, he would definitely take the road and escape.

And she chose to wait for the rabbit, the most primitive but sometimes the most effective method. However, because she came out early, she didn't know that the remnant soul in the most precious sword was no longer there.

What answered Dongfang Qinshan was a sword roar accompanied by the sound of a dragon's groan, since it tore his face like this, then he could only see the true chapter with his subordinates.

A hint of cunning flashed in Dongfang Qinshan's eyes, and her hands formed a strange knot, facing the tip of the tenacious sword.

What Feng Ren didn't expect was that the sword qi that was invincible and also implied the power of spatial strangulation quickly collapsed under Dongfang Qinshan's seal. In Feng Ren's surprised eyes, a light purple spell mark came straight towards his chest. And in that place, it was Huo Xiaoxuan who was leaning on him.

Vile!

Feng Ren scolded secretly in his heart.

I couldn't dodge, but Feng Ren was on the side of his body before the spell mark hit Huo Xiaoxuan. The sigil sank into his right arm.

A feeling of void powerlessness passed through Feng Ren's arm, filling his whole body in a moment.

And the right arm was completely weak at first, and the forbidden breaking sword could not be held steadily, and fell vertically.

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