Before Luo Feng could turn around, he saw two balls of light in the distance, one green and one purple, condensed into thousands of sword shadows and thousands of sound waves, entangled with each other. He wanted to intervene, but he had no idea how to start!

On the top of the mountain, Xueer looked at the two shocking lights in the sky that converged together, and recognized that the one in the green light was her elder brother Feng. She was confused for a moment and her jade feet stomped on the ground. At this moment, she wanted to go up to help, but she didn't dare to go up because she knew that Brother Feng would never allow others to interfere in the battle! Involving in would only interrupt his originally planned offensive plan!

With a bang, two rays of light suddenly separated in the sky in the north and south directions! At this moment, Luo Feng, who had been brewing for a long time, finally found the opportunity to attack. The red sword light of the Fantasy Wind Sword in his hand suddenly burst out. In the dark night sky, another red light was added instantly and rushed towards the blue light.

"Lufeng, don't!!" Murong Feng's mouth was flowing with blood. He looked at the speeding red sword light, his heart was like fire. The blue light opposite was Zhou Cheng's unique skill: the blue sea tide is born! Within the range of sound waves involved, unless there is a sword force to protect the body, it will lose control in the first time! And now, where can Luofeng's sword energy be considered as the sword force? At most, it can only be called the sword light!

"A merely Mr. Xuan is here to die in the early stage, and he is overestimating his power!" A loud shout echoed through the sky in the blue light ball!

Sure enough, just when the red sword light came into contact with the blue light, it suddenly lost control and flew upwards. This way, exposing one's body to the enemy without any defense is simply a death sentence!

In the blue light, his eyes suddenly met Zhou Cheng, and Zhou Cheng sneered on the corner of his lips, looking at him with disdain. Suddenly, he closed his hands and threw a palm and hit his heart!

Luo Feng was frightened and felt that the sword in his hand suddenly disobeyed: "Ahhhhhh! Why!"

At this critical moment, the sword energy of the Fantasy Wind Sword in his hand suddenly surged, and there was a faint sense of wind and thunder! A red light burst out in the blue light curtain. With a "bang", Zhou Cheng actually hit the Fantasy Wind Sword with a palm!

At the last moment, the sword soul in the sword relied on the soul power of tens of millions of years, forced the lock of the blue light curtain, and gave this fatal blow to Luofeng!

With a whoosh, Luo Feng flew out of the blue light and fell down in a free fall. Although the Huanfeng Sword raided this attack for him, the incident of the palm of his hand also seriously injured Luo Feng and shook his five internal organs! After all, how could Xuanjun's early stage monk get down with the fatal blow of the peak Xuanjun monk?

Below, Xueer saw a dark red light falling straight from the sky, and her already tight heart suddenly hangs to her throat: "Loufeng...it's Luofeng!" She felt dizzy in her mind. Before she could recover, she jumped and flew towards the place where the red light fell in the sky.

In the sky, Murong Feng looked at the fallen wind that was defeated by a blow, and a long roar was roaring! He suddenly jumped up, and his blood-covered blue Taoist suit was like a phantom in the night, fluttering with the wind, and his dispersed black hair also flew violently in the wind. His blood-colored eyes stared at the blue light in front of him, like a god of killing, extremely terrifying!

"Zhou Cheng!! Come on your life!! Ten thousand swords return to the sect, and the wind surging!" Murong Feng roared, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand danced. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a blue light, like a meteor falling to the ground, rushing violently towards the blue light!

"Haha! Haha! It's true that he is a man. Before he dies, please remember that the person who killed you is called Zhou Cheng!"

Zhou Cheng was calm in front of the blue light that was flying towards him, and smiled. The blue light curtain that was originally filled with the surroundings suddenly began to gather in his hands. In less than a blink of an eye, the purple aura that was spreading around him completely dissipated, and Zhou Ben's body was openly exposed. At this moment, the originally beautiful face had been replaced by hideous eyes, and a deadly evil aura filled the surroundings. It was not inspired by spiritual power, but the murderous aura that was revealed in his own bone marrow!

I saw two substantial purple light balls suddenly condensed in Zhou Cheng's hand, and instantly changed from the size of a palm to the size of a football. On his neck, blood-colored meridians could be vaguely seen rising. At this moment, the bandage that bound his hair collapsed, and a black hair as dark as ink flew in the night sky. With the dim black air around him, the whole person, against the backdrop of a blood moon, was like an ancient demon coming to the world!

In the air, Xueer caught Luo Feng falling from the air. Seeing Luo Feng was already unconscious, he was spitting blood in his mouth. He was shocked. Without hesitation, he immediately grabbed Luo Feng's wrist and a pure spiritual energy was sent into Luo Feng's damaged meridians. Fortunately, the attack of the Huanfeng Sword did not cause the internal organs to break, but the meridians of the Dantian were subjected to strong shock.

Luo Feng was still unconscious behind his back, but he kept saying the words "Big Brother, Second Brother..." in confusion.

At this moment, Xueer seemed to suddenly remember something in her mind. She looked around and shouted in horror: "Second brother, where is the second brother?"

Looking up at the sky, I saw a ball of green light flying at the speed of light, and I could not see the second brother at all!

However, at this moment, Xue'er was not instinctively flew towards the ground with the fallen wind on her back. The air pressure was uncertain in the sky. Moreover, if she could not touch the earth's energy, it would be very unfavorable for healing and recovery.

At the sky, the furious Murong Feng danced the Qingfeng Sword wildly. In the sky, the sword energy was scattered and the murderous aura was as fierce as a tiger descending the mountain and the dragon went out to sea. The entire attack was unstoppable! If Zhou Cheng on the opposite side was an ancient demon god, then Murong Feng at this moment was a god of death! The god of death who harvested his soul!

"Come on!!!" Zhou Cheng roared opposite, facing the sword light that was close to him, the two long-simmering blue light balls in his hand suddenly threw out. In an instant, the two blue light bands converged together and turned into a light column, shooting out at high speed. The surrounding space suddenly collapsed, like a volcano erupting, destroying the world, like a surging wave, surging!

In the sky, two lights collided again, boom!

At this moment, the whole world became silent, and circles of strong space wave holes surged out from the collision, destroying the surrounding environment frantically. Even the road to heaven seemed to tremble slightly due to such a blow! Countless pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air gathered from all directions in a mad manner. Obviously, this blow directly shattered the void. The entire scene was like Pangu creating the world, with a huge momentum, like Gonggong knocking down Buzhou Mountain, with a majestic momentum!

At the foot of the mountain, countless cultivators saw such a magnificent blow and stopped the sword in their hands. The thought of worship in their hearts arose. What a great god! What a cultivation level! What a power! How amazing it is! However, as the light dissipated, everyone returned to their original state. Many people took advantage of the "no more peerless master" as motivation, and the killing aura became higher and higher. They were about to reach the top of the mountain and to the road to heaven!

On the top of the mountain, Xue'er looked at the bursting light of the sky, and tears were gushing from her eyes like water. Can Brother Feng get rid of that blow? Brother Feng, Xue'er doesn't want you to be troubled! Xue'er can't live without you!... Countless concerns, infinite worries, endless fear, and instantly, they all rushed into their hearts... Yuchi Xue's parents died since childhood, and her two brothers and one younger brother were her only relatives. Now, her lover's life and death are uncertain, her second brother is missing, and her third brother is still unconscious. How can such a blow be withstood a weak woman?

"Second brother...Brother...I'm sorry for you..."

Xueer's tense nerves were shocked. When she heard the sound, the fallen wind in her coma slowly opened her hazy eyes. Under the moonlight, she was like a young child who needed care.

"Brother, where is the second brother? Where is your second brother?" Xueer asked anxiously.

"Second brother...Second brother...He's gone." Luo Feng's eyes unconsciously left a line of clear tears, washing away his bloody pupils.

Xueer's heart trembled: "Have you left? Where have you gone?"

"Go... Go... Huangquan Road..." Luo Feng's voice became lower and lower, so small that he could hardly hear it. After saying that, he fainted again.

"Huangquan Road...Huangquan Road...Second Brother...Ziqing..." Xue'er sobbed and repeated several times, tears in her eyes mixed with the cold rain falling in the sky, which quietly wet the surrounding ground.

In the sky, at this moment, Murong Feng suffered the most devastating blow in his lifetime, the peak of Xuanjun, a fatal blow, a blow containing the essence of the natal world, and a blow containing the power of the heavenly way. Murong Feng could not stand it.

In the sky, there was only a green shadow riding on the breeze, blowing across the sky, like a firefly, which bloomed faintly at the end of life, illuminating the dark world. But in this firefly body, there was obviously a fluctuation of light. This is a tenacious life! This is an unyielding will! This is an immortal soul!

With a rubbing sound, Murong Feng fell to the ground with his feet, blood flowing from his mouth, and a blue-clothed voice, his whole body was covered in blood, and his hair was already in chaos. His whole person was no different from the beggar on the roadside. Only the eternal desolation in his eyes and the sharp sword that still shines in his hands told the world that he would rather die than surrender!

"Oh? It's quite strong, haha, not bad, but Brother Murong, goodbye forever!" Zhou Cheng slowly floated down in the sky, and the hideous smile on the corner of his mouth was a demon!

"Let you die under my soul-destroying palm is your luck and my luck. You shouldn't worry about the misery of the world for you and worry about the next life. I don't have to worry about you. You still have the next life to seek revenge!" In the air, two deadly black gas suddenly appeared on Zhou Cheng's palm. After saying that, he suddenly gave out his palm, looking at the real man at the moment, and sighed.

Murong Feng was still holding the sword, looking at the black aura that would make people die together, and he was fearless! Perhaps at this moment, he only had that concern and regret in his heart, and he was worried about Xueer and Luo Feng, and he regretted that he embarked on this path of cultivation! Finally, at the last moment, Murong Feng closed his vicissitudes of eyes and showed a smile on his lips. If life can be smiled at life and death, what about death?

Although I cannot get together with everyone when I go to Huangquan, I do not seek to be born on the same day of the same year, month, and day, but only seek to die on the same day of the same year, month and day! It is enough to have this heart!

Even if your soul is gone, why are you afraid?

Even if both souls and souls are destroyed, what are you afraid of?
Chapter completed!