The flame phoenix was like an eagle, its wings spread, it had to be as big as a dustpan, and the fire was burning, from the bottom to the top, straight to Nangong Qing to kill.

Its speed is also fast, not worse than the speed of the eagle, and with a flap of wings, in the blink of an eye, it is in front of Nangong Qing's eyes.

The flame phoenix's wings opened, and it was about to hug Nangong Qing, burn, and turn it into ashes together.

However, at this moment, Nangong Qing, who was standing on the pillar, slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed it lightly towards the flame phoenix in the air, and the hideous fire phoenix was fixed in the air.

The spell that Zhang Ziyu cast when he used up all his mana, this spell that seemed to be huge, was a joke in front of Nangong Qing.

The firelight illuminated Nangong Qing's face, and there was not the slightest emotion on his handsome face.

He said lightly: "Very good, you have done your best." Your bones are at the extreme, but your understanding is really good. I can see that you are very rusty, but you also show this Suzaku transformation.

"It's a pity it's not the real Phoenix Flame."

In the face of the huge gap between the realms, it is not something that Zhang Ziyu can smooth out with all his strength.

The reality is not hot-blooded, shouting "This is the bond between us" can "even if it is a god, kill it". The reality is, no, it just doesn't work.

The flame phoenix was fixed in the air by Nangong Qing, and then, little by little, it dissipated, and the light dimmed little by little.

The fire vanished, and here, plunged into darkness.

The light appeared briefly for a moment, but quickly extinguished.

The light in Zhang Ziyu's heart was also extinguished.

He looked up at the beautiful woman, the gentle woman, the kind woman, the woman who had liked him for seven years.

Vinland ......

This poor woman, who also lived in the summer seven years ago, did not come out.

Can't he really save her life?

"No!" He shouted.

Nangong Qing admired the despair on Zhang Ziyu's face, he was very satisfied, this was what he wanted, he said: "If you kneel down and beg me, then I can consider letting her go." ”

Get down on your knees and beg him?

That's a man in the devil's way, and he has no faith in his heart, but he is just mercenary. Everything he did was to plunge him deeper into darkness.

If he kneels down and begs for usefulness, Zhang Ziyu will kneel without hesitation, because his bottom line is that there is no bottom line.

But, is it useful to ask for someone?

Zhang Ziyu's thinking turned quickly, and he knew deeply that even if he knelt down, it would only make Nangong Qing humiliate him even more, and it was useless.

But is there any other way for him now?

He lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of him, and below him was a concrete floor, on which stood steel bars one by one; He lowered his head and looked at his knees, and the man had gold under his knees, and he knelt down, only on this steel bar.

Do you really want to kneel?

He looked at Vinland in mid-air, thinking of the gentle eyes she was looking at him.

The legs seem to be a little soft......

"Who is the demon who dares to make a mistake here?"

At this moment, a righteous and awe-inspiring shouting sounded in the sky.

Zhang Ziyu stopped suddenly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, time was finally delayed.

The people of the Qingyun Sword Sect are here.

"Woohoo!"

Two flying swords, from the darkness, flew over one left and one right, wrapped left and right, and stabbed towards Nangong Qing.

"Is there really a sword cultivator from the Qingyun Sword Sect?"

Nangong Qing was shocked, his body turned over on the pillar, and he swept back with Wen Lan in his hand, avoiding the flying sword.

The two flying swords returned with a single blow and flew back into the darkness.

He looked at the flying sword, and could vaguely see a man and a woman flying towards him.

Nangong was dressed in white, and in mid-air, the turquoise mana in his hand was like a marionette.

He retracted his gaze, looked at Zhang Ziyu on the ground, and said, "You want Vinland?" Then I'll give you Vinland! ”

Zhang Ziyu was shocked when he heard this: "Don't!" ”

With his foot on the ground, the whole person got up lightly and jumped towards Nangong Qing.

But he couldn't fly at all, no matter how high he jumped, he couldn't reach Nangong Qing, his kinetic energy was exhausted, and he fell to the ground again, and his calf was cut by steel bars.

Nangong Qing's left hand was clenched into a fist hard, and the blue-green spell thread penetrated deep into Vinlan's body, and he pulled it back, and the blue-green thread tied a transparent pure white Vinyla floated out of Vinlan's body.

Vinlan closed her eyes, quiet and serene, her soul was surrounded by pure white light, like an angel, her kind heart, with an angelic soul.

And the turquoise thread that bound her was like a rope from the eighteen layers of hell.

She was supposed to go to heaven, but she was dragged into hell by Nangong Qing.

Zhang Ziyu was originally crazy, but the moment he saw Wen Lan's soul being dragged out, all the emotions in his heart suddenly disappeared in an instant.

He has no emotions in his whole person, and his temperament is as calm as stagnant water.

Nangong Qing wanted the soul, and he didn't dare to be interested in the mortal body at all. After extracting Vinlan's soul, he didn't care about Vinlan's body anymore, and let his body fall from mid-air.

Zhang Ziyu avoided the needle-like steel bars, walked over, and caught Wen Lan who fell from the sky.

He hugged Wen Lan, looked up at Nangong Qing, and said in a calm tone, "I will definitely kill you." ”

It's like saying, I'm going to treat you to breakfast tomorrow morning.

When Nangong Qing heard this, he looked at Zhang Ziyu, only to feel that he was full of dead silence, like an abyss and hell. He remembered his outstanding achievements, more than 100 members of the Li family were exterminated by his own hands, and his heart trembled unconsciously, and he felt fear.

This is obviously just a monk in the realm of self-cultivation.

Fear flashed, and he was angry again, or would he kill him?

He suppressed his anger, but still didn't make a move.

First, this is just a monk in the realm of self-cultivation; And the darker and more terrifying his soul is, isn't it not delicious?

He took his left hand and pulled Vinland's soul into his hand. He cast some kind of spell, and the closer Vinlan's soul came to his hand, the smaller it became, and when it reached his hand, it was already in his hand.

He pinched Vinlan's soul in his hand, looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "That's right, that's what it looks like." Keep it that way, I'll find time to take your soul. ”

With that, he used his technique, his white clothes fluttering, and flew into the night sky. He flew farther and farther, and eventually the white clothes melted into the darkness.

As he left, the sound of the flute in the abandoned construction site also disappeared, and his fellow disciples left with him.

In the dark, Zhang Ziyu hugged Wenlan's body and looked up at the direction where Nangong Qing left. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

He didn't have any emotions in his heart, he was just thinking: he must kill Nangong Qing, he must kill Lan Tingxuan.

Wen Lan died, Nangong Qing walked away, and there was finally a wind around him. Someone fell on his side.

He didn't look back, just asked, "Why didn't you show up earlier?" ”

Chen Deshun replied: "I just arrived. ”

Just as he didn't believe in coincidences, Zhang Ziyu didn't believe that Chen Deshun and the two happened to appear at a critical juncture, he knew that they must have arrived a long time ago.

But instead of arguing, he asked, "Why don't you chase?" ”

"Why chase?" Chen Deshun was puzzled, "That's Lan Tingxuan's doorman, three of them are in a state of mind." The cultivation is profound, and the spell is wonderful!

"You think they're afraid of us, do you?"

Nangong Qing is not afraid of him Chen Deshun, what he is afraid of, in the final analysis, is still Ling Shijian. If they dragged him and waited for the Spirit Sword to wake up, he would definitely die.

Zhang Ziyu didn't reply, and looked at the darkness for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "The right way? The Devil's Way? ”

What is the right path? What is the Demon Path?

Maybe it's because he's been in contact for too little time and can't tell the difference.

Chen Deshun noticed that Zhang Ziyu seemed to be a little wrong, looked at Zhang Ziyu's demonic awe-inspiring back, and asked out loud: "You kid won't fall into the devil again, right?" ”

Normal people would not kill people like Zhang Ziyu.

When Zhang Ziyu heard this, he glanced back at him, but did not speak.

"If you're really enchanted...... Chen Deshun tightened the sword in his hand.

But before he could finish speaking, an alarm bell suddenly sounded in the darkness, and the alarm bell was getting closer and closer, and it was obviously coming from this direction.

Chen Deshun paused and let go of the sword in his hand, he didn't want to deal with the human police.

He summoned the sword in his sheath with his swordsmanship, stepped on it, glanced at Zhang Ziyu coldly, and said, "If there is nothing else, we will go first." ”

Zhang Ziyu looked in the direction of the alarm bell ringing in the darkness and ignored him.

Chen Deshun looked at him again, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, as if he was the superior and he was his subordinate.

So when Edgeworth flew up, he said again: "Do you remember to send me any information about Shushan on time." ”

Zhang Ziyu still ignored him.

Chen Deshun frowned, and the killing intent in his heart rose again, but finally took into account that the police were about to arrive, and still didn't make a move, he looked at Zhang Ziyu deeply and said, "You are so self-conscious." Then he left with his sister Edgeworth.

After they left, the lights of the police car shone over, dispelling the darkness and silence of the construction site.

It's just that Zhang Ziyu stood in place with Wenlan in his arms, looking down at the police car driving on the ground on the second floor, and wanted to laugh.

Naturally, the police would not appear out of thin air, nor did they foresee that there would be silence here, but after Zhang Ziyu and Yan Layer came out of Wen Lan's house, they split into two ways, Zhang Ziyu came to delay time, and Yan Layer went to call the police.

No matter how strange the power is, in the human world, the state apparatus is still very respectable, because not all monks can block sniper bullets like the Lingshi Sword.

What's more, it's just a sniper rifle, and there are many, many more lethal things than a sniper rifle.

The monks in the human world, in order not to get into trouble, do not like to deal with the authorities.

It's just that Zhang Ziyu didn't know that the police came at this time, and everything was over.

He didn't say anything, waiting for the police to search over little by little, and after waiting for a long time, Yan Layer touched this side with the police.

Yan Layer saw Zhang Ziyu, looked around, and asked, "What about people?" ”

"Gone." Zhang Ziyu said.

Yan Layer looked at Wen Lan in Zhang Ziyu's arms and asked, "What's wrong with Wen Lan?" ”

"Asleep."