"Brother Feng, I'll face it with you this time."

The title is inadvertently changing, and the two hearts are slowly approaching. Feng Luochen tightened the soft little hand in his palm, and then boundless pride arose in his heart. And his eyes suddenly became extremely firm.

Long Yimeng is a master of the Nine Heavens of the Dao Realm, and his cultivation is higher than Feng Luochen, which is ten small realms higher. With her help, Feng Luochen's pressure suddenly became a lot less. Jian Beichen looked at the two of them, this look of joining hands, and his eyes suddenly had a murderous momentum.

"You, an ant in the human world, finally chose to collude with the demon clan. Looking at the way you are holding hands, do you want to risk the world's condemnation and unite with this demon woman? ”

"Then again, I've never backtracked. But now that this Long Yimeng is the first to attack me, then he can't blame me. Since you are bent on protecting her, then I will take it down in front of you. ”

Jian Beichen snorted coldly, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He pushed his momentum to the extreme, and Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng suddenly felt that the pressure doubled. They held each other's hands and fought together, and the momentum of Jian Beichen was like a mountain.

Although with the help of Long Yimeng, the two of them still had a great time facing this sword Beichen. In any case, Long Yimeng possessed the strength of the Nine Heavens of the Dao Realm after all. So at this time, she can still support it.

But Feng Luochen is already precarious. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. Blood ran down the corners of his mouth, even staining the placket of his chest. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Feng Luochen at this time has already reached the limit of what he can bear.

"That's enough, Brother Sword. Feng Gongzi is a human race with you and me, why do you repeatedly embarrass him? We are here to stop Bai Suzhen from breaking the seal. Let's take down the Dragon Yi Dream and return to the fairy world as soon as possible. ”

Looking at Feng Luochen's bloodstained appearance, Su Xin'er was suddenly heartbroken. At the same time, she was also very self-blaming. Long Yimeng can ignore his own safety and step forward to face Feng Luochen together. Why can't I do it when I care about it?

"Xin'er, this kid colluded with the demon clan first, and now he doesn't know how to repent. If you let him go today, he may help the demon clan and kill my fellow human race in the future. ”

Xin'er can vouch for that Feng Gongzi is by no means such a person. You said that he colluded with the demon clan, there must be some misunderstanding in this. ”

"As a human race, I don't help to kill demons, but I have repeatedly defended this demon woman. Such deeds are a disgrace to our people. Xin'er, you don't have to intercede for him. Today, he must die. ”

Su Xin'er interceded for Feng Luochen, which made Jian Beichen furious. Previously, he felt that the relationship between Su Xin'er and Feng Luochen was extraordinary. Now the look of worry in Su Xin'er's eyes strengthened Jian Beichen's thoughts.

You must know that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi repented of her marriage back then, which caused Yaochi to become the target of public criticism. If it weren't for Shen Xiangyun's dedication, I'm afraid Yao Chi would have been kicked out of the eight major sects of the Immortal Realm. In order to stabilize Yaochi's position, Shen Xiangyun also tried his best to establish a relationship with the Heavenly Palace on the clouds.

Although Shen Xiangyun has become Jian Taixu's mistress, this relationship is not good after all. Therefore, for the long-term stability of Yaochi, Shen Xiangyun also racked his brains. In the end, she had an idea, and she wanted to emulate the marriage between the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds and Yaochi back then.

She set a family affair for her apprentice. And today's Yaochi Holy Daughter Su Xin'er is the fiancée of Xianjun's disciple Jian Beichen. Once the two are combined, the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds and the Yao Chi will also be inseparable.

Su Xin'er is gentle and lovely, and Jian Beichen has long coveted her. Jian Taixu did not refuse this. If you can marry Su Xin'er, the holy daughter of Yaochi. It can be regarded as making up for my regrets back then.

Seeing his future wife and caring so much about a man, Jian Beichen naturally became angry. What's more, this man, not long ago, made him lose face. However, at this moment, Jian Beichen suddenly laughed.

"You kid, after all, colluding with the demon clan comes first. But since Xin'er pleads for you, I'll give you another chance. As long as you kneel down and admit my mistake, I will not be guilty of the past, how about it? ”

Jian Beichen laughed, and he was also pretending to be generous. In fact, he didn't want to let go of Feng Luochen at all. It's just that Feng Luochen's iron-clad appearance made him very unhappy. He just wanted to see how Feng Luochen wagged his tail and begged for mercy.

"You know I won't kneel, so why bother with it? I was unwilling to lose, so I found an excuse to backtrack. Could it be that at this moment, do you still want to establish your own majestic image? ”

The corners of Feng Luochen's mouth were bloodstained, but there was a smile on his face. This sword Beichen is just like the sword of the year, and it is so dignified. And Feng Luochen, this is a few simple words. is another sword Beichen, and he is angry enough.

"This so-called descendant of the Immortal Monarch still thinks that we are soft bones like him. Hmph, if the situation were reversed today, this sword Beichen would probably have knelt down for us a long time ago. It's obviously a sanctimonious person, and he still has to pretend to be high, I'm sorry. ”

Long Yimeng's contemptuous words came into Jian Beichen's ears again. And these words also completely angered him. Because of Long Yimeng, he was not wrong. If Jian Beichen is oppressed by the masters, and he is isolated. Perhaps on the verge of despair, he will really choose to kneel for his opponent.

"Hmph, since you are dedicated to being with the demon clan, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Condensing the sword and turning it into a sword, the sword is the best in the southern sky."

Jian Beichen snorted coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes also flashed. I saw his hands, pinching the mysterious magic trick in front of his chest. With the formation of the magic technique, a terrifying giant sword also appeared in front of him.

This move uses immortal power to condense into a giant sword, which is the stunt of the Heavenly Palace on the clouds. This giant sword is five or six zhang long, and it contains incomparably terrifying power. Don't say that it's Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng, even if you are a master of the Emperor Realm, you don't dare to take it casually.

At this moment, Jian Beichen just wanted to completely wipe out the pair of men and women in front of him. He didn't even want to capture Long Yimeng again. What Long Yimeng said completely angered him. He just wanted to look at the two people in front of him, and they were in ashes in front of him.

At this time, a strong killing intent appeared in Jian Beichen's eyes. He pushed forward with both palms, and the giant sword also roared towards Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng. If the sword had struck two men, they would have to be crushed to pieces.

At the moment when the giant sword was formed, the mountain-like pressure was also relieved. Feng Luochen saw that this giant sword was menacing, and hurriedly pulled Long Yimeng behind him. He gritted his teeth, and then stretched out his palms, trying to take the sword hard.

Jian Beichen controlled the giant sword and rushed towards the two. The moment Feng Luochen touched the giant sword, he suddenly felt that his arms were in pain. He spurted out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes were extremely determined. He had to block the sword, because Long Yimeng was right behind him.

Jian Beichen smiled happily, and with the forward push of his palms, he increased his strength again. He didn't use all his strength directly, because he wanted to watch Feng Luochen slowly shatter in front of him. As the power of the giant sword increased, the skin on Feng Luochen's arms also began to gradually shatter.

"Miss Dragon, I'm afraid I can't do it. When you find your chance, run away. ”

Blood stained Feng Luochen's arm red, but he still used his own hands to block the giant sword for Long Yimeng. Blood kept pouring out of Feng Luochen's mouth. He was on the verge of collapse and could fall at any moment.

"You guy, do you always like to do everything that big? After saying that you are facing it together this time, you are not allowed to leave me. ”

At this critical juncture, Long Yimeng suddenly smiled. Looking at the man in white standing in front of her, she smiled extremely softly. Even under this sword, she will die of incense. But with Feng Luochen by his side, it seems that death is not so terrible.

Long Yimeng took a step forward and stood side by side with Feng Luochen. She raised her hands and condensed her demonic power into her palms. The two of them palmed their palms together, and together they faced the giant sword of fear.

However, under the impetus of the giant sword, they kept retreating. The giant sword pushed them forward, and they retreated more than fifty feet. Even the solid ground was caused by their retreat, and two deep ravines appeared.

Death was so close to them. But Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng looked at each other and smiled. As if with each other, death will be fearless. Even if he dies in the end, he will not be lonely on the Huangquan Road.

At this life-and-death juncture, Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng are still so affectionate. When Jian Beichen saw this scene, he was angry again. He shouted loudly, urging his immortal power to the extreme. And that giant sword was even more radiant in an instant.

"Die."

An incomparably terrifying aura came from above the giant sword. Jian Beichen pushed forward with both palms, and the giant sword roared towards the two of them. Feng Luochen's palms were already blurred with flesh and blood. At this moment, death is only one step away from him.

The corners of Long Yimeng's mouth were also gushing out of blood. With the power of this sword, even if she didn't die, she would have to be seriously injured. She glanced at the crumbling wind and dust beside her, and her eyes were full of worry.

With Feng Luochen's cultivation, under this sword, he will definitely die. This gap in cultivation is indeed an insurmountable gap. Feng Luochen smiled miserably, he didn't expect that he would be reborn for less than a month, but he was about to fall again.

"Hmph, who dares to hurt my sister."

At this moment, there was a heaven-shattering dragon groan in the distance. A black streamer came in an instant, and a black-robed man fell from the sky and landed in front of Feng Luochen and Long Yimeng. He stood with his hands in his hands, and directly blocked the terrifying giant sword three feet in front of him.