Seeing his aggressive expression, Yifeng thought to herself that Cangxuan actually sent Que Hentian to the human world to hunt for Meng'er. It seems that Que Hentian will not give up if he can't catch Meng'er this time. If I fall into his hands, even if I fall into his hands, even if
I won't tell you, if he searches for me, he will eventually reveal Meng'er's whereabouts.
Even if there is no chance of winning in today's battle, I can't just sit back and wait for death. Even if I fight for my thousand years of cultivation, I can't let Que Hentian find Meng'er. Thinking that he has condensed his spiritual power, his wings slowly spread out and prepared to use the wind and snow in the sky to fight with Que Hentian.
war.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Que Hentian felt anxious and wanted to take action as soon as he stretched out his body. Suddenly his mind fluctuated, his body became sluggish, he secretly screamed badly, and he rushed forward fiercely.
At the moment when Que Hentian rushed forward, a huge silver lightning fell silently from the sky. The moment the lightning made contact with the ground, it seemed that the wind and snow in the sky had stopped. After a loud rumble, the snowflakes scattered in all directions and turned into dozens of cyclones.
A large, charred black pit appeared behind Que Hentian, bottomless.
Yifeng felt chilled when she saw that she was unexpectedly struck by the silver sky thunder, but was easily avoided by Que Hentian.
Que Hentian turned around and looked at the place where he had stood just now. Green smoke was drifting away, the snow was melting and the earth was scorched. He was shocked and angry in his heart.
He yelled sternly: "You don't know how to live and die, how dare you sneak attack on me?" After drinking, he flicked his wide sleeves to reveal his dark hands, his feet were uneven, his palms were inward and his five fingers were outward, and he lunged at Yifeng's palm from a distance.
Yifeng only felt the strong wind blowing against his face, and his wings were pressed tightly against his back by the strong wind. Suddenly, his body became light, and he was knocked away by Que Hentian's palm. In an instant, the figure in the seven-color youth fell heavily with the wind and snow in the sky.
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"Ahem..." A mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. Yifeng covered her chest with her left hand, half-kneeling on the ground, with a mess of black hair stuck tightly to her back. Her wings were soaked with blood and could not be seen at all.
The original color. Just then, he took advantage of the power of Yun Dian to make a sudden attack. Not only did he not hurt him at all, but he was injured by the wind of his palm.
Yifeng's throat tightened. Que Hentian, dressed in black, arrived in front of him at some point. He pressed his chest tightly with his left hand and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. His wings trembled slightly and he slowly stood up.
Que Hentian used his strength to strangle Yifeng's throat.
"Tell me, where is the purple jade butterfly? You are at the end of your strength now. Don't show off, otherwise your cultivation will be ruined today." Que Hentian strangled his neck tightly with his right hand, and there was nothing in his red eyes.
A hint of mercy.
Yifeng smiled bitterly in her heart. She finally brought Simeng to the world, but she abandoned her in just a few days. The world in her words was a place full of love and warmth, with picturesque mountains and rivers and wide sky.
The land is vast. But now he has not experienced a trace of the beauty of the world with her, and he is about to be separated.
Perhaps, there is always some lack of fate between them.
It was as if all this was just a joke played by God on them, and a sense of powerlessness rushed over his whole body. His eyes became darker and darker, his handsome face turned slightly white, and there was a sneer and disdain in his eyes.
Looking at the man in black in front of him, he asked: "Que Hentian, could it be that your cultivation in the human world is limited and you can't use too much magic? Otherwise, it wouldn't be obvious to you to use the Soul Seizing Technique on me, and you still have to talk nonsense with me. Ha.
Haha, have you ever loved anyone? Would you give up your life for the one you love? Even if you take my life today, I will not reveal Ximeng's whereabouts to you."
When Que Hentian heard the words, he hummed softly, his voice as cold as ice.
In the thin line between life and death, Yifeng looked fearless and sneered repeatedly, which made Que Hentian, who had always been calm and composed, very uncomfortable. So, she pursed her thin lips, furrowed her thick eyebrows, glanced at him impatiently, and then increased the strength of her hands.
Some: "Now that you are about to die, you still have the leisure to talk to me about love? I don't know who is more ridiculous, and who is more pathetic? And even if you don't say it, I will slowly turn that purple jade butterfly
Find out. Let me take you on your last journey today."
Yifeng glanced at him lightly, and the smile on her lips became more serious, "It seems that you are a poor person who has never experienced love. No wonder you are at the mercy of others, regardless of your life, and let others drive you. Haha!
Sad! Sad! At least, my beloved woman is still alive somewhere, and she has a good man who is several times more powerful than me to protect her. Even you, the leader of Que, may not be his opponent in the world.
.Besides, they don’t have to be like the clan leader, sleeping day and night to guard against those heavenly pursuers. They can travel freely in the human world. Based on this calculation, I’m afraid that clan leader Que’s pursuit this time is destined to be in vain.”
When Yifeng spoke, she stared into his eyes tightly, never letting up for a moment. When she spoke about the pursuit of soldiers from the heaven, Que Hentian's eyes darkened obviously, as if he was deep in thought. Taking this opportunity, Yifeng raised his arms fiercely and held Que Hentian's hands down.
He opened his arms, stretched out his wings behind him, and fanned forward fiercely. After a bone-chilling pain in his neck, he finally got rid of his confinement.
By the time Que Hentian found out, Yifeng's figure was already dozens of feet away, about to fly down the mountain.
"Hmph! You fell into the hands of me, Que, and you want to get away with a little trick? His dark face flashed red, and his bright red eyes seemed to bleed. He opened his mouth and shouted "Luo", made a secret in his hand, and brought up a
A rapidly rotating fireball flew towards the colorful figure in the distance.
Because Yifeng had just been hit hard by him, and her wings were injured, even though she barely managed to escape from his control, she was already exhausted.
In the long wind and snow, there was only a muffled groan, and his body was hit by the fireball. The fire took advantage of the wind, and Yi Feng was instantly wrapped in flames. The red light broke through the wind and snow, and he returned to calm in an instant.
After a while, Que Hentian's anger subsided a little. He didn't want to take his life originally, but it was a pity that he would rather die than tell the whereabouts of the purple jade butterfly, so he ended up in ashes.