At the critical moment of victory, Zhuma was suddenly blocked by someone. He felt very unhappy. He let out a sweet shout in his mouth, without even looking at him, he raised his hand and hit him hard with a fan.
"Snapped!"
The man in white did not dodge, raised his left arm, and easily blocked the Ten Tribulation Divine Weapon Yin Feng Soul-Severing Fan with his palm.
How can it be?
Zhuma gritted her teeth, and the evil spirit in her body almost reached the twelfth level, but the fan did not move at all. She couldn't help but feel shocked, and couldn't help but look up.
What appears in the line of sight is a familiar face. At first glance, the appearance seems a bit unruly and mean, but if you look closely, you will find that the other person's eyes are gentle and soft, which is completely inconsistent with the appearance, giving people a very awkward feeling.
.
"It's you?"
Recognizing that the other party was the mysterious swordsman who broke into the selection meeting not long ago, she took two cautious steps back and stared directly into the other party's eyes, "Have you also taken refuge in Yintian?"
"At the leeward corner, I came here for the girl."
The man in white shook his head slightly, "It has nothing to do with the cloudy sky you mentioned."
"I?"
Zhuma became more and more confused, "Do we know each other?"
"No need to know each other."
Feng Jiao suddenly laughed, "As long as I know you are Zhong Wen's woman, that's enough."
Zhuma's heart was shaken, and she instinctively wanted to spread her body skills and retreat backwards.
However, she is fast, but Fengjiao is even faster.
He suddenly flipped his right hand, and a strange-shaped ring appeared in his palm.
The outer ring of the ring is dark, with a sparkling white orb inlaid in the center.
The light of the orb was extremely bright, but it always stayed within the range of the black ring, without even a trace escaping, as if it was subject to some kind of restriction.
This is......!
The moment he saw the ring, Zhuma's right eyelid twitched suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of uneasiness surged up, lingering in his heart.
She instinctively wanted to use her body skills to distance herself from the other party, but before she could make a move, a mysterious and mysterious aura suddenly escaped from the ring. It was colorless and invisible, but as fast as lightning, and enveloped her in an instant.
On the body.
"ah!"
Zhuma suddenly felt that the energy in his body had disappeared, his whole body went limp, he let out a sweet cry, and fell downwards involuntarily.
Feng Jiao reacted very quickly, reached forward with his left arm, grabbed her arm, and pulled her to his side.
Zhuma was shocked and turned pale. When he was about to struggle, his whole body was limp and unable to exert any strength. He could only let the other party hold him tightly, unable to resist at all.
"That guy Zhong Wen."
Feng Jiao's plain voice came to my ears, "What a blessing."
At the same time, the five fingers of his right hand were bent into a pincer shape, less than an inch away from the girl's throat.
"open!"
Zhuma was ashamed and angry, her pretty face flushed, and she struggled hard, but she felt that Fengjiao's arms were as if they were made of steel and were not moving at all.
Although the other party did not do any further rudeness, physical contact with a man other than Zhong Wen still made her extremely uncomfortable, with goosebumps rising on the surface of her skin.
"Zuma!"
"Sister-in-law!"
Seeing Zhuma being restrained, Illya and others were shocked and rushed forward to try to rescue their companions.
"Feng likes purity, so please don't get too close."
Feng Jiao tightened his right hand, causing Zhuma's beautiful eyebrows to frown, and a look of pain appeared on her pretty face, "If you don't want her to die."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed and they all stopped.
At this time, Qingmiao had also woken up and recognized the other party's identity. She was surprised and couldn't understand why the enemy not long ago suddenly came to support her.
"what on earth do you want?"
Illya glared at Fengjiao fiercely, her beautiful eyes almost bursting with flames, and she gritted her teeth and said every word.
"What else?"
It was not Fengjiao who answered her, but a voice from behind, "Of course it's to blackmail me."
"Zhong Wen!"
Hearing the voice of her sweetheart, Illya perked up and quickly turned around. Sure enough, she found that Zhong Wen had appeared behind her at some point, looking at her tenderly, "You..."
Zhong Wen smiled and waved his hand, giving her a "Don't worry, I'm here" look, and then looked at Feng Jiao up and down: "If I guess correctly, you are Feng Wuya, right?"
As soon as these words came out, both Illya and Zhuma were taken aback, with confused looks on their faces.
"oh?"
Feng Jiao was not very surprised, he just smiled lightly and said, "Why do you think so?"
"Have first-class strength and first-class resourcefulness."
Zhong Wen replied without hesitation, "Besides Feng Wuya, I really can't think of anyone else in this world who can act so despicably."
"If I remember correctly."
The corners of Feng Jiao's mouth turned up slightly, and he said with a soft smile, "Feng Wuya has been dead a long time ago."
"Didn't Feng Wuya secretly accept a few disciples?"
Zhong Wen looked at him with a half-smile, "Your surname is Feng, so you should be one of them, right? I never understood in the past that with his selfish character, he could attack his married wife.
Why do you still cultivate so many disciples? Now it seems that they are actually the containers prepared for yourself."
"Wonderful and wonderful, I have to admire your imagination."
Feng Jiao chuckled and said, "It's a pity that those are just your random guesses. I am Feng Jiao, not Feng Wuya."
"Is it?"
Zhong Wen sneered, his gaze suddenly resting on the ring on his left hand, "Do you mean that not long after Feng Wuya died, the Heaven and Earth Ring changed its doors and recognized you as its master?"
"makes sense."
Feng Jiao was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "No matter how you explain this, it seems a bit far-fetched."
"No more pretending?"
Zhong Wen had a deep look of teasing on his face.
"No more pretending."
Fengjiao shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "I can't hide it for long anyway."
"My target this time is not you."
Zhong Wen's expression changed, his eyes wandered back and forth between Fengjiao and Zhuma, and he suddenly said, "Let Zhuma go, you can get out, I will never stop you."
"Your target is not me."
Fengjiao shook his head decisively and refused, "But my target is exactly you."
"Since you were lucky enough to escape with your life, you should hide properly."
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion, "I didn't come to find you, but you came to your door yourself?"
"What is Feng pursuing?"
Fengjiao said slowly, "You must have not forgotten."
"free?"
Zhong Wen's heart moved and he blurted out.
"good."
Fengjiao nodded and said, "And your existence is the biggest obstacle on my path to freedom."
His words sounded incomprehensible and confusing, but Zhong Wen seemed to have some realization and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"I want to save her."
Fengjiao didn't give him much time to think. With a flash of his body, he had already disappeared from the place with Zhuma. A faint sentence floated in the sky, "Then just follow."
"cut!"
Zhong Wen frowned and smacked his lips in displeasure, but he still had to use his physical skills to catch up.
"stop!"
Qingmiao's eyes widened and she shouted, "Are you Zhong Wen?"
As she spoke, she raised her right hand and put her fingers together, condensing a huge ice monster beside her, staring at Zhong Wen with murderous intent.
"Get off!"
Zhong Wen, who was furious, had no intention of entangled with her. He just glanced at her coldly, then moved his steps and disappeared into the sky "swiftly".
When his gaze swept over her, Qingmiao's gorgeous face suddenly turned pale, her delicate body swayed slightly, and she almost lost her balance. The ice monster beside her also collapsed instantly and turned into countless ice shavings, which scattered without a trace.
What kind of look is this?
It is as deep as the farthest stars in the night sky, and as cold as the polar ice that has been frozen for thousands of years.
Just a casual glance, but it seems that I can see into the essence of the world and see through all the illusions and disguises.
Good and evil, truth and falsehood, beauty and ugliness, life and death, time and space...
Under his gaze, everything seemed to have lost its meaning.
In just one thousandth of a breath, Qingmiao's heartbeat was racing, sweat was pouring down her back, and the tremor from the depths of her soul was almost overwhelming her.
monster!
This is a real monster!
I'm afraid only Master Yintian can rival him.
After a while, she suddenly woke up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and gasped for air. She felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
For a brief moment, she even began to pray that Fengjiao could kill this monster.
In this way, Yin Tian no longer has to fight Zhong Wen.
My confidence in the cloudy weather seems to be starting to waver!
Illya and others were also stunned on the spot, wondering whether to help Zhong Wen rescue Zhuma or stay and continue fighting Qing Miao. They were hesitant for a while.
Neither party could clear up their thoughts. The scene was silent and silent, and the atmosphere was actually a rare harmony.
…
Over the snow-white mountains outside Hanyue, Fengjiao suddenly appeared, his left hand still tightly holding Zhuma's delicate body, making it unable to move.
"Why don't you run away?"
Zhong Wen soon appeared in the sky not far away, his eyes as sharp as daggers, and he sneered.