Zhao Xiang looked at Wang Tian, who was in the wind and rich and peerless, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

In the Wuyue faction, the one who cares about himself the most is not the outer disciple Zhang Qiang, but he Wang Tian, who loves Xia Xue, of course, Pang Guang, Yin Tao, and naturally Ma Mingxiao, who doesn't fight and doesn't know each other!

In his heart, he had long regarded Wang Tian, Pang Guang, Yin Tao and others as friends he could make for a lifetime!

Zhao Xiang suppressed some surging emotions and asked lightly: "Wang Tian, let me ask you, did you care about me in the past with other ulterior motives?"

"I said no, do you believe it, Zhao Xiang?" Wang Tian didn't answer the rhetorical question, his voice trembled slightly, "Now that you come to see me with hatred, can you see anything real?" Even so, Zhao Xiang, I still want to tell you that Wang Tian's concern for you is sincere, and it is out of the identity of a friend, not just a fellow disciple!"

Zhao Xiang's heart hurt even more, he understood that he was asking this, in fact, he was blaspheming Wang Tian's sincerity to his friendship and belittleing his intelligence that penetrated the world!

Zhao Xiang stared at Wang Tian and tried his best to resist the tumbling of his heart!

His face was cold to the bone, and he shouted sharply: "Wang Tian, don't talk nonsense, since you really care about me, then why do you want to kill me constantly? Knowing that I am a disciple of the master and ancestor of the Wuyue Sect, then Weishenme will not let go of the people of the Wuyue Sect? Where is your conscience in heaven and earth? Where is your moral righteousness? Is it possible that for the sake of one's own selfishness, the interests of one person, the interests of one faction, and the life of one person, you can do whatever you want, do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and even lose your heart?"

"Don't talk to me about this!" Wang Tian's eyes were red, his throat was hoarse, his voice trembled, and he shouted loudly and angrily, "What do you know? You don't understand anything! Drink, morality and righteousness? Heaven and earth conscience? All of them are all deceptive nonsense! Could it be that I have seen less of these moral righteousness and heaven and earth conscience than you? Blame us for our different positions! Blame everyone for having a reason for being helpless! Zhao Xiang, don't make these useless things, you, suffer death!"

Wang Tian's whole body erupted with earth-shattering momentum, and his right hand waved forward, dancing a strange trajectory, attacking Zhao Xiang's body up and down, left and right, attacking one hundred and eighty palms in a row! These more than 100 palm shadows built a strong defense outside Zhao Xiang's body, forming a dazzling red light, tightly imprisoning Zhao Xiang in a red law realm about two zhang in length, width and height.

In the face of danger, Zhao Xiang seemed very flat, without the panic of ordinary people.

If death can't be avoided, face it calmly!

As for the Wuyue faction, he, Zhao Xiang, has racked his brains and tried his best!

If at the cost of his life, he still can't change his fate of collapse, it can only be said to be providence!

It is not bad to be able to die at the hands of Wang Tian, at the hands of this friend who once sincerely cared about him!

Staring at Zhao Xiang with a calm face in the red law realm, as if there was still some kind of painful happiness, Wang Tian's waving right hand kept shaking, and finally his heart was ruthless, and his whole body burst out with monstrous anger, and with his waving right hand, three red swords suddenly condensed, and stabbed at Zhao Xiang's life, temple, and acupoint respectively!

Looking at the three red qi swords with the breath of death, Zhao Xiang's lips actually showed a certain look of relief!

I worked hard, struggled, struggled, but the result was back to square one!

Should we hate or be angry, should we forget, or should we remember?

And it all seems to have no meaning anymore!

Not at all!

Father Zhao Ming's palm slipped in front of his eyes, and then landed heavily on the back of his head;

The long fingernails of his stepmother, Hua Lanxiang, slid past his eyes, and left an ugly scar on his face, a wound that would never heal;

The nameless old man's words slipped past his ears, "Stinky boy, from now on, on the road of your life, there will be dark clouds, thorns, bloody wind and rain, be careful, be careful, be careful, be careful";

Wang Tian's words slipped past his ears, "Senior Brother Zhao, although I don't have Senior Sister Xia's strong cultivation, I am still sure to help you eradicate some of the little demons and demons, I am with you, you won't object, right?"

......

Zhao Xiang's eyes were slightly closed, and he no longer wanted to do any senseless struggle!

He no longer expects miracles!

He had almost exhausted the spiritual power in his body now!

And at this moment of life and death.

A roaring woman's voice made Zhao Xiang can't help but open his eyes!

Zhao Xiang saw an emerald green shadow, which was spinning into a cloud of light and shadow, suddenly blocking the position where the three red swords must pass, and in the eyes of the monks, this green light and shadow was coincidentally blocking the three swords with a strange curve!

If you want to kill Zhao Xiang, destroy this light and shadow first!

But once the light and shadow are destroyed first, maybe Zhao Xiang will be able to escape and not die under the sword!

Of course, Wang Tian understood the purpose of this light and shadow, and snorted coldly and snorted his right index finger towards the emerald green light and shadow!

With a loud sound, a crimson light shot out from its fingertips, and in the next moment, this crimson light swooped out from the middle of the green light and shadow!

And a bleak red line of blood shot out at the same time, and the emerald green light and shadow immediately showed its true face!

It turned out that this person turned out to be You Meimei, who repeatedly expressed her admiration for Zhao Xiang in the Wuyue Sect's inner disciple competition!

At this moment, her face was pale, her breath was weak, and a wisp of blood gushed out from her chest, staining the emerald green clothes on her chest!

Because of the blow of Wang Tianhua's sword true qi, You Meili was hit by its huge force and retreated directly towards Zhao Xiang, who was imprisoned in the red law realm, and the speed was extremely fast, as if teleporting, it immediately hit the law realm.

With a loud bang, You Mei's delicate body was knocked out by the red law realm!

Stunned, Zhao Xiang saw You Meili quickly sliding down from the outer wall of the red Law Realm!

A mouthful of bright red blood shot out from You Meimeitan's mouth, and the huge impact made her suddenly awake in a coma!

Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Xiang, and said slightly: "Zhao Xiang, I hate me for being beautiful and shallow, so I can only ...... I can only try my best to stop you...... Wang Tian's killing momentum can no longer be ...... What have you done! I'm beautiful...... In this life and this life, you can be the one you love...... And death, too...... It is not in vain to come to this world...... Take a ...... Return...... ......"

After speaking, You Meimei's face, which was as white as a pear blossom, slowly slid down against the outer wall of the red law realm!

The blood that flowed from the inside of the mouth and in the chest that was pierced by Wang Tian's true qi that had turned into a sharp sword slowly smeared a scarlet and dazzling blood band from top to bottom on the red outer wall of the Law Realm!