When he walked out those few steps, Yi Qianmo had countless thoughts in his mind and told him to run away quickly.

Only when he escapes here can he live, and only when he survives can he do his own thing. Besides, there is only one opportunity, so he cannot take Feng Wanli's sword again, and he cannot die.

But there was only one thought that allowed him to stay, and this thought defeated all other thoughts.

He suddenly thought of a word: "A man is as determined as iron as he wants to give up. Look at it and try it, and repair the cracks in the sky!"

This heart is like iron, not a heart of iron, but a firm belief like iron, never compromise or change!

If it were something else, he might not hesitate so much, but he really has a lot to do, and he also wants to save Yan Taizhen.

But just as he kicked, he turned around and said, if he really left, would he still be him?

At this moment, he did not hesitate at all. Even if the energy on his body had been consumed, even if the injuries on his body were so serious that he might collapse at any time!

But he cannot retreat, let alone escape. So what if he dies? He cannot betray himself!

Looking at Yi Qianmo at this moment, the smile in Feng Wanli's eyes came to an abrupt end. He was a little jealous, but more angry.

"Do you want to die?"

Feng Wanli roared, "If I want to die, I can help you!"

Yi Qianmo shook his head and said, "I said, I will not let the same thing happen to me for the second time!" 2 Yes, he cannot look at his beloved, die in his own hands for the second time.

That time, Yan Taizhen couldn't do anything. His strength was too weak. This time he might still not have the strength to deal with Feng Wanli's sword.

But this time, he had no reason to back down.

"Okay, okay!"

His performance completely angered Feng Wanli, "Then I will fulfill your wish!"

He jumped and came to mid-air. The Yuan power in his body burst out, the cold wind whistled, and a huge ice-blue phoenix appeared, which was his phantom.

The moment the ice phoenix appeared, the entire Fengyan fell into the extreme cold purgatory. This was his realm, the realm where wind and frost merged.

Feng Wanli, angry, glared at Yi Qianmo and said, "I will give you another last chance. If you can live after leaving here, you will die if you stay!"

Yi Qianmo raised the sword in his hand and made a fighting posture. This was his response.

Feng Wanli smiled, swung his sword and slashed it down, and the sword energy roared down. The ice phoenix around him was slashed down with the sword energy. It was not his strongest sword before, this is it!

Before the sword fell, Yi Qianmo felt the howling cold wind, and his body trembled. Not to mention swinging the sword to block it, it is a question whether he can continue to stand firm.

In this sword energy, he felt a strong chill. This chill is the sword intent, which is inhumane and cold that penetrates the heart!

At this moment, he finally understood why Feng Wanli was angry and why he made him choose again!

Feng Wanli smiled hideously, looking at Yi Qianmo at this moment, he felt extremely disgusted. It was because the courage shown in Yi Qianmo and the determination to face death but choose to face it, which made him feel ashamed!

Once upon a time, he was just an inconspicuous monk of the Phoenix Clan. He also had relatives, friends, and loved ones!

He used to be a phoenix with a passion in his heart, but until one day, he was stepped on by someone, he vowed to become stronger until he obtained the method of practicing ice phoenix.

He worked hard to practice, but it still had no effect. He was still trampled under his feet. He thought hard and finally realized the ultimate cold!

That night, he killed his relatives, he killed all his friends, he killed his beloved, and used their blood to commemorate his own way.

From then on, Feng Wanli is no longer Feng Wanli, nor is he the little phoenix trampled under his feet. He is the most powerful genius of the Phoenix Clan. He is in the immortal realm, who can kill Tianming, and in Tianming, he can kill Taoist sect, and reborn in Nirvana!

He sticks to his own way all the way, without feelings, only by becoming stronger is the only way!

He had never doubted himself along the way until he faced Yi Qianmo. When the other party took over his three swords, he immediately changed his mind and asked Yi Qianmo to make a choice.

He thought Yi Qianmo would abandon Jian Moping and leave alone because this is the way of heaven.

But what he never expected was that Yi Qianmo not only did not leave, but instead wanted to take him with a sword. At that moment, he recalled the night he had attained enlightenment in his mind.

Familiar faces appeared before him, Feng Wanli was furious, looking at Yi Qianmo just want to kill him, he did not allow anyone to make a different choice from him, and he did not allow Yi Qianmo to emit a different light in front of him!

If you slash this sword, let alone the destiny of heaven, even the peak of Daozang, even the powerful powers of the ordinary Wuji realm cannot stop it!

But the young man in front of him still lifted up his hands, and the frost tore his skin, but his sword was raised.

"Die!"

It is like a verdict from hell, and the extreme cold is filled with the coolness of extinction of human nature. This is the way of Feng Wanli, and this is the reason why we can practice to this day.

Behind him, Jian Moping looked at the man in front of her.

When Yi Qianmo turned around, her heart was broken in despair. She wanted Yi Qianmo to turn around in conflict, but she cried and didn't dare to speak out, and she was afraid that he would turn around!

Until Yi Qianmo stood still and kept saying sorry, until he said the last sentence, I couldn't do it!

At that moment, Jian Moping, who fell into the abyss, felt that she was being caught by someone. She looked at the man who was already trembling with cold, but felt that he was standing tall.

In the purgatory of extreme cold, Jian Moping felt that his body was extremely warm. He used his body to block all the wind and cold for himself.

For the first time she felt so warm and satisfied, her heart was hot and hot. When the ice phoenix fell, her body turned into starlight and pounced towards Yi Qianmo.

This starlight melted the ice and snow on Yi Qianmo's body, melted his frozen blood and body...

The strongest talent of the Artifact Clan is to be in harmony with the Artifact, but there are too few people in this world who can turn themselves into Artifacts, or they do not exist at all.

Until this moment, Jian Moping was sure that she had found this person.

The starlight gathered into the body and entered the sword in Yi Qianmo's hand!

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Ancient dragon roars echoed in the eyes of the wind, echoing above the Nine Abyss Demon Sea, and a majestic pressure erupted, which was the sword power that ruled the world.

Since the creation of heaven and earth, there has been only one ruler in the world, his name is Yi Haoran!

The whistling frost sword energy cannot be approached, and all the ice and snow melt three meters away from the sword.

Yi Qianmo held the sword and felt that he was holding the entire Three Thousand Worlds. He finally realized the power of Yi Haoran back then, and this was just his sword.

He felt the heated sword spirit in the sword and felt her heart!

He raised the sword in his hand and slashed away. The sword energy soared into the sky three thousand feet, and the roaring ice phoenix was cut into two pieces, like a piece of tofu.
Chapter completed!