"Ah!" Nanchao shouted, the long flute in his hand shook, turning into a thousand sound waves, extremely powerful, shattering the mountain and river picture scroll sacrificed by Mu Hibiscus, jumping in the air, hitting sharply, and suddenly pounced on Mu Hibiscus.

Seeing the situation, Tang Feng dared to cross the sword for half a minute, raised his sword, swept out with a sword, and sealed the throat of several ghost-faced people with a sword, and then let out a long roar, and the sword rained down towards the south and the fourth.

The sword aura is there, and the figure is sick.

The cold light falls, and the kindness is cut.

When Tang Feng's sword fell, his mind was full of scenes of fighting side by side with the Southern Dynasty, perhaps all this came too suddenly and too cruelly.

For so many years, he has always had few friends, and since he was under the abyss of death and fought out of the abyss of death with Nan Chaosi, he has regarded Nan Chaosi as a brother in life and death.

As everyone knows, today, it is actually a sword to face each other, and this kind of pain may only be experienced by experiencing it.

People's hearts are not ancient, and the rivers and lakes are unpredictable.

In this complex world, how many bold words are from the bottom of our hearts and from the bottom of our hearts.

The greatest pain in life is the enmity between brothers.

That kind of sword-cutting friendship is tantamount to the grief of sword-cutting siblings.

Cold light sword shadow, former comrades-in-arms.

is about to die under his own hands, Tang Feng's eyes seemed to be rubbed in with sand, the sword light shook, and the tip of the sword was against Nan Chaosi's throat, no more, no less, more than an inch.

He landed lightly and said gloomily, "You go!"

"Are you willing to let me go?" It is true that Nan Chaosi did not expect that at the last moment, Tang Feng would be merciful and did not take his life. I was surprised.

"Before I could change my decision, it disappeared in front of my eyes. Tang Feng's tone was like frost in the cold winter. It was extremely cold, and there seemed to be no room for negotiation, so that the four southern dynasties could not disappear immediately.

As soon as Mu Furong showed his magic weapon, he was about to pluck the strings and roll towards Nanchaosi, Tang Feng withdrew his sword, glanced at Nanchaosi coldly with a pair of eyes, and then reached out to stop Mu Furong. "Fleur, forget it, let him go!"

Mu Furong's face was embarrassed. The delicate body stiffened for a moment, and she wanted to say something, but looking at Tang Feng's resolute attitude, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

"You can't let him go!" Tang Yan's shadow flashed. The Aoxian Sword was about to stab at Nanchaosi.

"Sister!" Tang Feng's gloomy face. Bellowed.

Tang Yan bit her lips tightly, reluctantly withdrew the Proud Immortal Sword, rolled back, and slashed several ghost-faced people under the sword, angry.

Nan Chaosi said gloomily: "Tang Feng, today you spare me not to die, in the future, I will not care about your friendship." If you fall into my hands. You will surely die. ”

"Hmph, that's your business. It has nothing to do with me. Tang Feng glanced at Nan Chaosi contemptuously and ignored it.

Nan Chaosi shouted at those ghost-faced people: "Withdraw, let's withdraw!"

As soon as he gave an order, those ghost-faced people disappeared in front of him with Nanchaosi.

And when Nan Chaosi left, he unloaded those divine soldiers with his hands, and as if he was searching for things, he rolled those divine soldiers into the bag he carried.

In the blink of an eye, all of them have disappeared into the void.

"Brother, why do you want to let go of scum like Nan Chaosi?" Tang Yan asked puzzled.

Tang Feng didn't answer, looking at the void abruptly, maybe this question is a question that everyone in his own group will have.

Mu Furong took it and replied, "Sister Yan'er, the reason why Feng did this is because he took into account his previous friendship with Nan Chaosi. ”

"Friendship, but will he take care of it?" Tang Yan said a little indignantly, "Brother, you have always been jealous and hateful, this Southern Dynasty almost killed us, and you even let him go!"

"Sister Yan'er!" Mu Furong could see the confusion in Tang Feng's heart, and immediately stopped Tang Yan from continuing to toss.

Gu Jianhan, Zuijun, Feng Piaoxiang and others all walked over, and everyone looked at Tang Feng, who was silent.

"I really didn't expect that Nan Chaosi was an accomplice of the Demon Dao, and his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance had always been so insidious. The Wasteland gritted his teeth.

Wood Hibiscus glanced at the Descent, and the look told the Descent to stop talking.

Chu Yu'er asked, "Husband, what should we do next?"

Tang Feng's expression was stunned, and he sighed slightly, "Although the Crystal Palace has collapsed, this place is full of immortal aura, and after a fight, everyone has consumed a lot of cultivation. Why don't you take a break here? ”

"Well, it's okay!" Chu Yu never asked Tang Feng why he wanted to let Nan Chaosi go, because even if she asked, Tang Feng might not be able to tell the reason.

Originally, he let go of Nan Chaosi, maybe it was just a short-term selfish distraction, thinking of the friendship that used to fight side by side.

Feng Piaoxiang and Gu Jianhan ordered the rest of the brothers to rest, and Tang Feng found a quiet corner, sat down cross-legged, wrapped his hands around his abdomen, and began to run Zhou Tian.

However, the smug smiling face of Nan Chaosi always lingered in his mind, as if he was laughing at this group of people, ascending to the heavens, stepping on the path of immortals, exhausting the nine days, and punishing demons and evils. This path to the sky seems to be the result of a ridiculous conspiracy.

"Tang Shaoxia, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and the people are unpredictable. It's often that you don't know your heart, so you don't care. Feng Piaoxiang walked to Tang Feng's side and comforted softly.

Tang Feng sighed heavily, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Feng Piaoxiang, and smiled lightly, "Sister Feng, I don't care about Nan Chaosi's betrayal, but I'm thinking, who is the Demon Immortal?"

"Well, Demon Immortal, alas, I didn't expect this journey to be deeper and deeper into the mud. Feng Piaoxiang didn't expect that Tang Feng had recovered from the loss of Nan Chaosi's betrayal, but was thinking about the problem of the demon immortal.

Speaking of demon immortals, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making these people who originally thought that the Nine Heavens, only drunk Dao and Void Dust, all accepted another "Demon Immortal".

Who exactly is the Demon Immortal?

In the fairy world, thousands of immortals, who can know?

However, an immortal god who can turn things upside down should be one of the few in the immortal world.

They also knew that among the masters of the immortal realm, there were very few. However, who is the so-called real mastermind behind the scenes?

No one knew, but they all felt the magic of this demon immortal.

It can be seen that it can control the drunken Dao, the void dust, and even the three worlds of people, demons, and immortals.

"Therefore, you let Nan Chaosi go in order to let him return to the Demon Immortal, firstly, to let the Demon Immortal know that we will continue to walk, and secondly, to end the friendship with Nanchaosi. Feng Piaoxiang pondered for a moment and said in a condensed voice.

Tang Feng nodded, "Although this Ten Method Array looks extremely powerful, it is even more difficult to get out. However, the four southern dynasties are able to enter and exit freely, and I believe that even if we are unfortunate enough to reach the magic circle that is destroyed in all directions, there will be a way to go out. (To be continued......)