I don't know when, the young man in front of Suifeng was in tears as he spoke.

Sui Feng watched him cry, but his heart was stirred, and he only felt that his heart was very blocked, even when Yuexi died, he didn't feel like this.

Didn't he go to find the legendary Dao realm because he felt that his injuries were irreparable, he had been killed by Yuexi, and he had completely lost the possibility of preventing the wedding of Bihan and Murong Xuanfeng?

It's just that the matter has come to this, the past is the past, and what is missed can only be missed forever, where is the possibility of starting over?

Even if Suifeng's strength is tens of millions of times stronger, what can he do if he steps into the legendary fairy realm. Immortals can move mountains and reclaim seas, they can live and die with flesh and bones, but can they regain the lost time, can they return to the time when she was not married?

Nature can't, the way of heaven lasts forever, and the cycle of heaven and reason. Not to mention mortals, even the immortals who seem to be immortal, and they can only obey it. No matter how bitter your heart is and how unwilling you are, you have to accept reality after all. In fact, he can only accept reality.

At this moment, Suifeng has experienced these things in the Dao realm, and his mind is very different from before. He took a deep breath and suppressed his undulating thoughts.

Looking at Murong Qingfeng in front of him, he somehow felt a little sympathy in his heart. Yes, it's sympathy. It's as if they've all suffered the same kind of misfortune. Sui Feng sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't see it at the beginning, and he didn't expect that the third son of the Murong family was actually a sad person.

It's just that what is the difference between a year ago and a few years ago? For now, the result is the same, she has married a woman, and she has become a member of the Murong family.

He laughed softly, even if he didn't know he was weishenme, maybe just to make his voice sound more natural.

"It's too late to say that. Let it pass. ”

Watching him quietly with the wind. His face was calm again, and he couldn't see the slightest ripple.

"Is it too late...... Murong Qingfeng slowly raised his head, as if he was stunned, and spoke again for a long time. "You're right. Maybe it's too late. ”

Sui Feng looked at him with a pained look on his face. It is clear that he has not yet recovered from this pain. After thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic, after all, I hadn't seen her for a long time. And he is under the same roof as Bi Han. Looking down and not looking up, his young mind is already much longer, and he is naturally more profound under the aftertaste of this day by day.

"Are you here today to get the Kunwu sword?" Sui Feng saw that he was deeply involved in emotional intelligence, and he couldn't bear to mention the old things again, so he changed the topic without boundaries.

"Brother Xuanfeng ordered this, but after I knew that you were here, I already understood that I couldn't take this Kunwu sword away. Murong Qingfeng raised his head, and his eyes also regained some light.

"Then you will definitely not be able to make a mistake when you go back. ”

"What's the matter, Brother Xuanfeng said before I came, if the Taishan faction has a top master to suppress the formation, if you lose, you will lose, and you don't have to fight hard. With your current strength, it's not an exaggeration to be considered a top master. I don't know if my Xuanfeng brother can beat you. ”

Murong Qingfeng didn't care, suddenly seemed to remember something, changed his words, and said, "By the way, I have a message here, which must be very useful to you." ”

"What's the news?" Sui Feng was stunned for a moment, and became a little curious, for no reason, Murong Qingfeng would definitely not speak like this, something unusual must have happened.

Murong Qingfeng shook his head, and after a long time, he said, "This news can't be revealed casually, we need to have a fight." ”

Suifeng immediately understood, although Murong Qingfeng said that it was okay, but he wanted to go back to make a business, so he went back intact, I am afraid that he would not be able to hide it from Murong Xuanfeng. Naturally, you need to have a hands-on discussion, leaving some traces or injuries to be convincing.

He sighed softly, "In that case, then you can make a move." ”

Murong Qingfeng stood in front of him, and Sui Feng had already probed his strength clearly. At this moment, Murong Xuanfeng has already stepped into the foundation building period with half a foot, and for the innate masters of the mortal world, he is already a supreme existence, but compared with Suifeng, there is still an insurmountable gap.

After the foundation building period, the gap between each layer of the realm is like a chasm to the point where the number is enough to be ignored. It's as if no matter how many people in the innate realm add up, they will never be an opponent in the foundation building period, and the gap in the realm is a qualitative change, not a quantitative gap that can be made up.

With such strength, he naturally can't be an opponent with the wind. The two of them just watched quietly, and they already knew the result before they could make a move.

"Okay, you can take it. ”

Murong Qingfeng spoke lightly and slowly pulled out a long sword from his waist. As soon as this long sword came out, it immediately emitted a dazzling clear light, shining brightly all around, and it seemed that even the air was dyed with a shallow halo.

"The sword name is Cold Moon. ”

Sui Feng stared at it twice, smiled, and praised: "Good sword! Even the original water dragon chant is difficult to compare, but it is worthy of your current strength." ”

When he said this, Murong Qingfeng didn't show the slightest joy, but asked calmly, "What about you, why don't you have a sword?"

Sui Feng shook his head, "You just use the sword, if I use the sword, I am afraid that I will break a sword in this world again." ”

Murong Qingfeng nodded lightly, not even the slightest doubt about Sui Feng's arrogant words, and muttered in his mouth, "Have you reached such a level, then I'm not welcome." If you want to know the news, defeat me!"

"Qiantang waves!"

Murong Qingfeng shouted, the long sword in his hand shook, and the dazzling sword light on the sword body was shocked like this, and it also trembled faintly, as if it was about to break away at any time.

After the cheering, Murong Qingfeng was already moving. The Cold Moon Sword danced rapidly, and there was a touch of silver-white brilliance on the sword body, just like a touch of moonlight in the sky sprinkled on the sword body. In the blink of an eye, thirteen swords have been produced. These thirteen sword lights intertwined with each other, and instead of scattering, they converged in one place.

Like the Qiantang River, under the traction of the gravitational pull of Yuehua, it made waves silently. Waves overlap each other to help rise, and zuihou rises all over the sky. The sword light slashed at the neck of the wind.

"Good swordsmanship, with such a move, it is enough to be invincible to his peers. ”

Sui Feng's eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't even look at the sword light that came from him, treating it as if it were air. It wasn't until the sword light had reached the front of the neck that even the skin on the neck had felt the chill coming from the sword light, and it suddenly moved at this time.

A finger stood up slightly, and stopped in front of the sword light for no reason.

Murong Qingfeng's face changed, although he knew that Suifeng's strength was extremely strong, and he couldn't compete with it, but was it really to the point where he could carry the divine soldiers with his body?

Just when he was stunned, Sui Feng's fingers were already pressed against the Cold Moon Sword.

"Hum—"

There was a thud, and the air exploded. Murong Qingfeng only felt a burst of cold silver-white light flash in front of him, as if he was in the turbulence of the void. There was a rumbling sound in his ears, and it seemed that his body was also lifted by an invisible force and floated.

"Alright. ”

Suddenly, a voice spoke, as if it had passed through the vast void, and quietly appeared in Murong Qingfeng's ears. He was shaken, and he had come back from his trance.

When I looked up, I didn't know when, my sword light like moonlight had disappeared. One of Sui Feng's fingers was pressing on his Cold Moon Sword, only to see him smile faintly, and the finger pressed on the Cold Moon Sword flicked lightly. Hearing the sound of "dang", a huge force came, he only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand could no longer hold it, and his fingers were directly released.

With a "clang", the incomparable sharp Cold Moon Sword had already fallen to the ground. (To be continued......)

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