Chu Zhong stood in the torrential rain, his body and heart were cooling down little by little. The rain not only took away the heat from his body, but also his soul.

"Senior brother, Xuanzhou has already set sail from the nearby city, and it is expected to arrive in a quarter of an hour, please hold on......" The voice of the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall on Xuanzhou was still echoing in his ears, but Chu Zhong crushed the sound transmission jade slip in his hand.

It's too late......

On the top of the cliff of Tianjian Mountain, Meng Changfeng swayed slightly in the torrential rain, like a snowflake fluttering in the wind.

He was surrounded by blood golems, and blue-gray scales were crowded with the Immortal Slashing Residence under the heavy rain. Meng Changfeng's blood had an incomparable allure to them, even more than Luo Tian with the bloodline of the Great Wilderness, because he was the most perfect candidate Mo Yun had found, and they all gathered in that small courtyard, the snake's tails were entangled like threads, and a pair of blood-colored beast eyes as big as lanterns were staring at Meng Changfeng who was standing at the top of the cliff.

It was a cone-shaped cliff about three zhang long, this was the last three zhang distance, and Meng Changfeng had no way to retreat. The blood golems rushed up, and the small cliff could not accommodate such a large number of blood golems, so most of the monsters with their mouths wide open were squeezed under the cliff one after another, and whenever the blood golems approached, Meng Changfeng calmly swung out a sword, and the exploding sword qi could not kill the blood golems, but it could form a temporary block in front of them. But this practice was undoubtedly exhaustive, and soon all the sword qi dissipated, and the blood golems squeezed and bit each other, desperately competing for the opportunity to move forward.

This is the Immortal Killing Residence of more than 30,000 zhang, it is the real top of the world, no attack can reach this height, he is fighting alone in a desperate situation, and no one can help him.

The only exception was the loud fist bang, and most of the blood puppets around the Immortal Cutting Residence were attracted by the smell of Meng Changfeng's body, so Luo Tian, who was in front of the Immortal Cutting Residence, could still use his limited strength to rush to Meng Changfeng's aid. Crimson power blasted through the storm and exploded next to the blood golem's head one after another, but this attack alone could not kill the blood golem. Occasionally, a golden light flashed from the gold, and the fist and sword qi seemed a little lonely, like a pipa and a guzheng playing in an open field.

Luo Tian mechanically swung out his fist, he was squeezing the last of the Xuan power in his body, but even with the absorption speed of the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Determination and the Ten Xuan Veins, he could no longer let him use a single move Xuan Desolation Chengtian Finger. Situ Zheng was behind him to stop the blood puppet that had slipped through the net, and the only person who could support Meng Changfeng was him, and every punch he threw Meng Changfeng would have a little more time. He couldn't change the final ending, so he could only help Meng Changfeng delay time.

Under Luo Tian's gaze, Meng Changfeng was really handsome to the extreme, although he was originally an unusually handsome person, he always wore that white robe and hung his head weakly, covering up all the light on his body. Now he was dressed in a tight-fitting wrap, his short hair dancing wildly in the wind, and he had the wild feeling of a samurai fight.

He has been hidden all his life, but in his last moments he is so wanton.

Every sword that Meng Changfeng threw out would inevitably explode above the blood golem's head, and in order to save strength, he even waited for the blood golem to rush into his face before sending the cold blade into its mouth.

Luo Tian didn't even think that Meng Changfeng was going to die, because he seemed so calm and unhurried, as if he had written on his face "The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road", the long sword and the short sword attack alternately, and the tacit understanding is seamless.

Several blood puppets crawled towards Meng Changfeng with their tails, and Luo Tian wanted to continue to swing his fist, but he only felt that the darkness in front of him almost didn't fall to the ground. Meng Changfeng coldly watched as those monsters with their mouths wide open approached, one long and one short with two swords across in front of him, he had been doing this for a long time, slashing at extremely close distances, using every trace of Xuan power to the maximum.

Luo Tian shook his head fiercely, took out a handful of Xuandan from the Xuanjie and swallowed it into his stomach, the blood puppet closest to Meng Changfeng was swinging its claws and slashing at Meng Changfeng's waist and abdomen, this time Meng Changfeng did not insert the sword into its mouth...... Instead, Kankan stretched out his arm in front of him.

In the end, the remaining Xuan power was still used up.

He raised his head and looked in the direction where Luo Tian was, Luo Tian didn't know if Meng Changfeng knew who was supporting him, but he jumped up and waved at Meng Changfeng.

Meng Changfeng suddenly smiled, as if he had seen a particularly beautiful thing so he smiled warmly from the bottom of his heart, he turned around slightly, bowed in the direction of Luo Tian, and said five words.

It was the last thing he said in the world, "I'm sorry...... Thank you. ”

He leaped forward, and his body flew more than five feet between the cliffs. The blood on Meng Changfeng's body had already stimulated the blood puppets to the point of madness, and they watched this living meal fall from in front of them, and a large group of blood golems jumped out of the cliff, opening their huge mouths in the air to devour him whole. A blue-gray giant snake wantonly pursued the man who had exhausted his strength, falling from the peak of more than 30,000 zhang high, they were like a crew attracted by the song of the kraken, and did not hesitate to follow her to hell, with the height of Tianjian Mountain, there was still a dust-sheltering sword array under the cliff, Meng Changfeng would definitely die, and the blood puppet who came after him would also be buried for him.

Luo Tian couldn't bear to close his eyes, not wanting to see Meng Changfeng's final fate.

He felt that this was a real man, and he was always so calm not because he had found a way to escape, but because he had already decided his own end. He was such a good and proud man, and if he was eaten by those blood golems, that would be the last thing he could tolerate. So he jumped down in front of the cliff, and if he died, he would die with a bunch of blood puppets, Luo Tiandu couldn't help but be a little awe-inspired.

Because he is such a good and wonderful person, he should go to that town to be a blacksmith, and Qiu Qiong should also go to Cangyue Academy to pursue his life, but people like them are dead, just because of that damn greed and strength, so Luo Tian almost couldn't hold back his tears.

Chu Zhong didn't close his eyes, nor did he look away, he watched the man fall like a thunderbolt. The man's falling figure seemed to smash into his heart, completely shattering that restless heart.

He remembered the day many years ago, when he and Gao Hong walked outside the Treasure Pavilion, and he wanted to tell Gao Hong that he had noticed a junior disciple of a sect, and he seemed to have a seriously ill younger brother who didn't know if he needed help. But at that time, they were in their youth, and Wuenmen was adhering to the principle of strength first, so Chu Zhong said disdainfully and disdainfully, there seemed to be a kid in the outer gate, who had been cultivating for eight years and was just a Lingxuan Realm, and his younger brother looked like a girl...... Before they could say the next sentence, they saw a golden robe flash in front of their eyes, and from that day on, the junior brother who Chu Zhong wanted to help became his fellow disciple, and later became his hall master.

Chu Zhong was born in a famous family in Leiyang County, according to the local dialect, he is a son who grew up with a golden spoon, and he is used to mixing with that group of fox friends and dog friends, so when Meng Changfeng became the master of the law enforcement hall, he was very happy, but he didn't expect that the kid at that time would be so powerful, if you are powerful, then I will mix with you.

Anyway, Meng Changfeng is a good person, and he has the ability and faith, Chu Zhong thinks it is very good. He does think that Meng Changfeng is a very bullish person, that is, sometimes he is a little mother-in-law, and sometimes he is a little lazy.

Gao Hong patted him on the shoulder, and this person who had to stay calm all the time began to be at a loss. He knew that the kan in the center of Chu had been pretending not to know, and now he couldn't pretend anymore, Chu Zhong in the rain was like a dog, a dog that fled with his tail between his legs.

He suddenly pulled out the heavy sword of the height behind him, and his eyes were as red as blood.

......

......

The mountain path was completely sealed, and the ground was covered with stagnant water, and they finally reached the bottom of the mountain road, and there was a faint smell of blood in their breath, which indicated that there were blood golems active here not long ago, but now they are no longer there.

Chen Jianxian's eyes began to gradually darken, and she could completely faint at any time, and her injuries and physical strength showed no signs of recovery at all, because her heart had already developed a strong will to die.

She just wants to drink until she loses her will.

In addition, how could she forget this pain? She was the master of the Graceless Gate, the high-profile Chen Jianxian, this kind of person must not shed tears and must not fall.

Liu Yizhi dragged her master forward slowly, at this moment this exhausted girl was actually the most powerful one among them, they were slowly flowing with water that did not reach their necks, leaving behind the sound of rushing water and a slight gasp, it seemed that someone was staring at them in the dark, Chen Jianxian's gaze was dull and empty, but Liu Yizhi's gaze suddenly became alert, she seemed to sense the smell of danger.

They found the exit at the bottom of the formation, and Liu Yizhi put her on the ground to tie up the wound: "Master, can you still hold on?

"I don't know, but I can try. Chen Jianxian stood up with the royal sword, but her hands were still trembling, "Come up." ”

"No, we can't walk together, or we'll probably get trapped. It's not safe here, and we can't get rid of a single surviving blood golem. Liu Yizhi helped Chen Jianxian to walk onto the royal sword, this veritable strongest man in Leiyang County almost lost the strength to stand up straight at this time, "I know the gap in this formation, the elders are rushing here, Master, you must keep an eye on the direction and go all the way north, don't stop!"

She stuffed a bottle of Xuandan into Chen Jianxian's pocket, turned around, and dragged away: "I'll go south, if I can get out of here smoothly, I'll go to the town in the north to meet!"

The sword of Wang Quan soared into the air, and this long sword, which was usually as obedient as his own hands and feet, almost made Chen Jianxian uncontrollable. Liu Yizhi opened the gap in the formation and rose up, and the moment he staggered past Chen Jianxian, the girl clenched her right fist and placed it in her heart.

Chen Jianxian looked at this scene in a trance, the little girl who was chattering around seemed to have grown so big in a blink of an eye.

It seems that when you don't know it, everyone is growing up in silence, and one day they will become unneeded for themselves, and one day they will have their own ideas, and you can't keep them anyway.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Jianxian felt very sad, and he was almost about to cry when he was sad.

You're all growing up in silence, what about me?