"Brush!" The dazzling blood gushed into the sky. It was too late for Yan Tianqing to save him. He angrily slapped the sword holder, "It's fucking trouble, she is still useful to us."

Unfortunately, it was too late. With the splash of blood, Ruoxue opened his arms and leaned forward slowly fell down, fell in Shen Fei's arms, showing a peaceful smile. When she heard that Chen Fei was willing to sacrifice for herself, she had decided to leave like this, leave this world forever, atone for her mistakes, and not bring any trouble to the people around her. So the process of escape was actually a process of seeking death. Ruoxue was determined to seek death and wanted to use death to wash everything.

In the last step, her falling body was hugged by Chen Fei, and blood was pouring on her back. She fell peacefully in the arms of her beloved, and said with relief: "Brother Chen Fei, I know your intentions are Ruoxue and I will die without regrets."

She finally could no longer struggle to support her swollen eyelids, and the eyes that were once full of sunshine slowly closed. The next moment, a sharp murderous intent rushed into the sky, "Ruoxue!" Chen Fei roared to the sky.

The red fairy weapon represents the most extreme power in the fairy world.

The immortal aura on Chen Fei's body is different. It is the color close to blood, which is even redder than the red immortal aura. This force breaks through the sky and reaches the sky.

"This is..." Yan Tianqing showed a surprised look. The burning power of Chen Fei's body was extremely corrosive, corroding the enemy and corroding himself. The trees touched by the immortal aura slowly melted away and turned into nothingness. However, Nalan Ruoxue in his arms was intact. This proved that when Chen Fei exploded his power, he also freed up some energy to protect Ruoxue. He had never seen such a person who allowed the beastly nature and reason to coexist. Generally speaking, when the powerful force exploded, humans would always be blinded by the gushing out of power.

"You deserve to die." Chen Fei put Ruoxue flat on the ground and slowly stood up. The Chaohuaxi sword on his right hand radiated light like never before. The petals condensed with each other and turned into rusty sword blades. The rust on the sword blade slowly disappeared under the action of this corrosive immortal aura. "You deserve to die."

Chen Fei said again that facing this lonely and thin man, although the Demon Cult has many people, he has put away his carelessness and dare not underestimate him anymore.

"You deserve to die." Chen Fei said again.

"Young Master, I'm afraid the matter has been revealed here. I'll block him. You will leave first with the sword." A black-robed guest jumped out of the crowd, in mid-air, and the sharp sword light had flashed by. After landing, he was separated. He widened his eyes incredibly, looked at the half-left body that fell to the ground in his sight, and asked unwillingly: "What kind of sword technique is this."

Unfortunately, Chen Fei roared without any emotion: "You deserve to die!"

Chen Fei, the prince of the Rakshasa clan, is more noble than Yan Tianqing in terms of identity. His bloodline contains the power of immortals, gods, and Buddhas that have to be respected. This power is also the reason why the head of the sect was full of vigilance against him at the beginning. Few people know the history of the Rakshasa clan, and a few people who know the secrets also chose to keep silent at the same time.

As he was crossing, Chen Fei's long sword attacked with an incredible degree, piercing the body of the demon disciple in one fell swoop, breaking him twice. When the sword power was exhausted, he had already appeared behind the people of the Demon Cult. His blue clothes were covered with blood-like fairy aura and turned into ashes. His shortness and his entire aura were incredibly pulled upwards, piercing through the dark clouds and piercing into the sky.

"Damn it." Even with the cover of the red fairy aura, Chen Fei's completely turned red pupils were still particularly obvious. Yan Tianqing frowned, and the black-robed guest who was closest to him said in surprise: "Rakshasa clan, Oh my God, there are people from the Rakshasa clan hidden in Shushan. Judging from this power, it seems that they are still the blood of the royal family. Is Shushan crazy? Have you forgotten the agreement of the four factions alliance twenty years ago?"

"It's interesting, no wonder I always think that something is wrong with you. It turns out to be a survivor of the Rakshasa clan. It's interesting, it's really interesting." Yan Tianqing was in the face of Chen Fei, who was rising strongly, and the fairy Gang, which was the same color as the night, roared out.

"Young Master, we have already alarmed the mountain. You can go quickly. I will clean up this person." said the person beside him.

Yan Tianqing looked at Chen Fei, and saw that he lost his calmness and really wanted to fight him. However, Juntian sword was in his hand, and he felt that the overall situation should be the priority. He sneered: "Chen Fei, I don't have time to play with you today, so our battle will remain in the future." Yan Tianqing's sword flew up, and before he stood firm, an incredible sword light had been cut out. Everyone could only vaguely see the sword's angle of sword drawing, but their bodies could not keep up with this level. Even if they kept up with the level, they could not resist its unyielding momentum.

There is no return! The strongest move in inheriting the sword technique of self-destruction. Chen Fei, who was thriving, was completely fearless of death, and finally took the power of this move to the extreme.

Suddenly he felt that the sword light had blocked his way, Yan Tianqing showed anger. It turned out that Chen Fei just simply waved his sword to prevent him from leaving.

"You guys deserve to die." Chen Fei really left wildly, with the light of killing hidden in his deep red eyes. This was the first time in eighteen years. He felt that the blood in his body was burning and angry. There was nothing else in his chest except anger, only killing could relieve this feeling of anger.

At this time, when Shen Fei was rising, there was a problem with Yan Tianqing. There seemed to be a force on the Juntian Sword echoing Chen Fei, constantly rushing to the seal made of the fragments of the stone wall, becoming extremely heavy.

"The legend is indeed true." The heavier the divine sword, Yan Tianqing could not even lift it up, and could only let the sword blade hang on the ground.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" The black-clad confidant soon showed an abnormality.

"There is no other way, I can only kill him first." Yan Tianqing was extremely decisive. Putting aside the pervert, he and Shen Fei have many similarities, such as the more critical the situation is, the clearer the mind and the calmer the mentality is. "Hurry, kill him, hurry."

The remaining five men in black received the order and rushed forward, and the blood-red sword was slashed out fiercely. The Demon Sect didn't know what secret it was, and everyone used this sword that seemed to be full of blood, without exception.

Chen Fei stood in the wind without any fear, and did not see any movement. His figures intertwined, and he swung to the extreme with one move. He drew his sword too fast and his power was too strong. He completely ignored the empty door behind him and identified a target and slashed straight out.

"Brush." ​​A sword that was extremely sharp, the black-clad confidant looked at the stunning sword light and vaguely thought of something, and he didn't dare to be careless. He didn't keep it anymore. The magic power surged up on his body, holding the sword's edge and holding the sword straight to resist the sword that was stabbing.

"Kuraroro." He was pressed by the sword blade and kept retreating. The remaining four demon disciples came from both sides and stabbed Chen Fei's hollow gate behind him. But the latter was not afraid at all, and he just stepped forward to draw his sword. The rust part of the sword blade of Chaohuaxi picked up the sword completely disappeared, and replaced by the bitter cold light that cuts iron like mud.

Under Shen Fei's anger, the momentum of moving forward finally broke through the shackles of Chaohuaxi's sword, cleared away the soul of the drunken scholar, and allowed the rusty sword blade that had never been used for him to reappear. Go forward, go without returning, and once the magic sword comes out, you either kill the enemy or be killed, and there is no third way to choose.

Chaohua Xi picked up the sword and kept retreating against the black-clothed confidant. The people chasing behind him could not catch up. Even the black-clothed confidant with deep skills were scared and had to give up and continue to resist. He used the magic sage technique to steal the sky and change his body to the dead companion. The sword blade pierced his companion, and the Shenfei sword force finally ended, and the four magic swords that followed him successfully pierced his body. Uncle Yun, who had been watching the battle in the dark, could no longer sit idly by. The worldly pressure of my only ones came and enveloped everyone.

Under this irresistible pressure, everyone felt their hearts sinking, their knees were heavy, and they dared not raise their heads. Even their right hand, which had been exercised for many years, could not hold the sword. The only thing that was not affected was the wild Chen Fei. The immortal energy on his body eroded everything, and even the supreme realm like the only one could not produce any effect. Chen Fei ignored the pain and turned around and swept down the heads of the four men in black. Then he roared to the sky, and the surging power aroused from the inside and out, shaking out all the four fairy swords inserted into his body.

Even Master Yun was shocked by the strength shown by Chen Fei. He never thought that a child who had just entered the school for more than a year could be strong. He was slower to take action. He was actually pressed down on his shoulder by Chen Fei's right hand with blue veins: "Uncle Master, save Ruoxue, please save Ruoxue." Chen Fei's right hand was condensed with corrosive immortal aura, and the burning Master Yun's shoulder hurt. He grinned and looked at Chen Fei, and when he saw the other party's eyes were full of tears. The tears were corroded and the skin on his body had already shown signs of destruction.

If this continues, even the golden body of a boy will be destroyed. Before the Rakshasa clan was destroyed, there were some legends about this clan circulating in the world. It is said that the Rakshasa clan members must not practice immortal techniques, Buddhist arts and magic skills. Once they practice, they will turn into two-faced blades, killing all things in the world and destroying themselves, and calming the world. Uncle Yun has always not believed that this fable is true, and he has to believe it until today when he saw Chen Fei leaving wildly.

But there was no time to think too much and said to Chen Fei: "No, the Juntian Sword cannot be taken away by Yan Tianqing, and you cannot lose the big picture because of small things."

"Uncle Master, I will snatch Juntian Sword. Please save Ruoxue. It's time to rescue him now."

"No." Uncle Yun couldn't speak. He had actually been hiding in the dark for a long time and had been watching the changes. First, he was Shen Fei sideways, wanting to take this to see his strength; second, he had to follow the trend and let Nalan Ruoxue be taken away by the Demon Cult or die here.

Nalan Ruoxue has a special identity and is inevitable to punish such a big mistake. Once the main peak is too heavy, even if Nalan Mingzhu doesn't say it, she will have a knot in her heart. She is the peak master of Mingyue Peak. It is not a good thing to be full of hatred for the main peak. Therefore, what Uncle Yun most hopes to see is that the Demon Sect's people dealt with Nalan Ruoxue for him. If Ruoxue is taken away, it is to surrender to the enemy. Nalan Mingzhu's peak master will definitely not be able to be kept. She is hiding very deeply, and it is time to move. If Ruoxue dies at the hands of the Demon Sect, then the blood hatred between the Lord of Mingyue Peak and the Demon Sect will form a deep blood hatred between the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect in the future. In any case, the Main Peak is willing to see it and is beneficial to the Main Peak, but if Ruoxue is rescued, then the main Peak will take the blame, and he will never do this.

Uncle Yun didn't understand Chen Fei's intentions, and Chen Fei was even more unlikely to know his good intentions. Now he only has one thought in his mind:

"Please, please save Ruoxue, I will recover the magic sword."

The corrosive aura on Chen Fei's body became stronger and stronger, and Uncle Yun could not bear it anymore. At this time, the only remaining black-clad close friend suddenly exploded, forming seals in the air, and exerting the technique of two injuries.

The good and evil have fought for many years, and the Shushan Immortal Formation is well-known and is an important killing weapon on the mountain. The Demon Sect also has an incredible method, which is the technique of two injuries. Among them, the most widely used and most powerful is the technique of self-destruction.

Self-destruction is divided into two types. One is the ordinary self-destruction that dedicates flesh and blood to obtain lethal power; the other is the blood sacrifice self-destruction that combines three souls and seven spirits with flesh and blood to self-destruct. The ordinary self-destruction, the three souls and seven spirits can still be retained and can be reincarnated; the blood sacrifice self-destruction, the three souls and seven spirits are accompanied by flesh and blood explosions, and they are submerged in the world, and they will forever lose all traces in the world.

Compared with the two kinds of self-destruction, most people in the Demon Sect choose ordinary self-destruction, and only a very small number of people with extremely firm beliefs choose blood sacrifice self-destruction. They regard their own blood soul as sacrifice to achieve the purpose of destroying everything.

Seeing that Hu Yunlie of Shushan took action, his power was boundless, the black-clothed servant knew clearly that he had no chance of winning. Therefore, while reminding the young master to leave quickly, he jumped into the air and created blood to sacrifice the self-destruction method. He wanted to die with the two of them.

Uncle Yun was entangled by Chen Fei. It was too late to explode when he used the blood sacrifice to self-destruct. He narrowed his eyes and showed decisiveness. He pushed Chen Fei away with one hand and held the sword blade horizontally with the other hand, wrapping his body with three feet of Luoshui.

"It doesn't matter if Chen Fei, Yan Tianqing ran away. You have to keep the Juntian Sword in Shushan no matter what. As for Ruoxue, if I have the ability, I will definitely protect her."

Uncle Yun's voice was cut off by a huge roar, and the blood mist came out, wrapping Uncle Yun in. Chen Fei glanced at Nalan Ruoxue, who was lying quietly and calmly not far away, and gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, Uncle Yan Tianqing must step on my body if he wants to take away the Juntian sword. Ruoxue has been handed over to you. Please, she still has some help."
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