In the scene, both of them seemed to have lost both sides.

He was even more worried about Wen Quxian's injuries, so he walked towards Wen Quxian and was about to check Wen Quxian's injuries. A breath behind him caught him off guard. He felt like something was stabbed into his heart, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body, and he felt distorted when he saw things.

I slowly lowered my head and saw the tip of the sword that poked out of my left chest.

"Feng Yang...Sword!"

The man standing behind him officially Nie Chengfeng held Feng Yang's sword in his hand and stabbed into his back.

Nie Chengfeng's sword was shaken and pulled Feng Yang out. Zhan Xinzhi spewed out blood mist and fell to the ground. When his consciousness was about to dissipate, he put his right hand on Wen Quxian's neck. He felt that he was not dead, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. His consciousness was not controlled and he returned to the darkness. He did not know the five senses and the six senses.

Ye Hui began to approach Zhan Xinzhi and the others, and what he saw was the scene where Nie Chengfeng sent the sword into Zhan Xinzhi's heart.

At this time, he turned around and looked at Ye Hui. The four sword disciples he brought with him had a ninth-level cultivation, and they also emerged from the soil and stood behind Nie Chengfeng.

"You saw something you shouldn't have seen!" Nie Chengfeng said slowly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He was not afraid, "You are hiding very deeply, Nie Chengfeng."

"So what? Do you have any ideas?"

Suddenly the atmosphere was tense, the sword was pulled out, and the momentum was unstoppable.

All the reason is that Ye Hui put his hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and the sword energy flashed on his body, wanting to hide and appear.

Suddenly, the breath had been more than ten times more. At this time, Nie Chengfeng felt unsure. He had a fight with Zhan Xinzhi and Wenquxian, which was quite expensive. At this time, he had obviously no chance of winning and was irrational.

He was thinking about the strategy of checking.

However, Ye Hui, opposite, heard a bird cry.

Seeing a giant eagle flying from the distance from the sky, flying over, all the sword energy suddenly retracted into its body.

When the eagle rushed to the top of his head, Ye Hui jumped and jumped up.

Nie Chengfeng also saw a man, who was extremely beautiful, a woman in white.

"When did you come?"

"Not long ago!" This woman was Ye Hui's fiancée, Lin Qingxue, the eldest daughter of the newly emerging power of the Lin family, the five new cities that radiate thousands of miles from the ancient city.

He is a swordsman with a level 9, and is often accompanied by a great eagle. He is the first young man in the new city Anyue City.

When the new heart stopped beating, it seemed like death.

Wen Quxian suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, saw the blue sky, felt the refreshing breeze blowing, the pain all over his body, and the feeling of tearing is always accompanied by.

He struggled to get up, saw Zhan Xinzhi lying over, and then looked at Nie Chengfeng.

"You killed it?"

Nie Chengfeng, "You have to go with him soon!"

As he said that, he came over with Feng Yang's sword, and the sound of his feet stepping on the soil was particularly harsh.

"You, you actually came to kill Zhan Xinzhi!"

"Okay, very good!"

"Ahem cough cough cough cough!"

Because of the serious injury and overly excited, I coughed up a lot of blood to make my breathing smoother.

"So what? Now you are seriously injured. What can you do to me? The Shura tribe is just a bunch of waste who are not brain-free and rushing around with brute force."

Nie Chengfeng said, his eyes were tiny and his deep pupils were flowing cold light.

Wen Quxian saw a man in his heart, dressed in rags, tied up by chains, tied up his hands and feet, his head drooped, and his long hair covered his face.

He felt that he was like this person.

Shura’s original appearance!

If I have completely controlled Shura blood, is that what it is?

In his heart, no one answered the question, and the answer was solved by himself.

puff!

Nie Chengfeng once again stabbed Feng Yang's sword into his abdomen, and his whole body shook and he fell to the ground.

He vaguely noticed what Nie Chengfeng was saying, but he couldn't hear anything.

Most of the attention is still on that.

Shura’s original appearance, the Shura’s original appearance appears in my heart.

Nie Chengfeng saw Wen Quxian lying on the ground, motionless, but his chest was undulating, thinking that he had given up.

He always thought that he was a kind person. As long as he had enough ability, he would let the other party die without any pain.

"What is your sin?"

"You should go to Shura Sea to find your sin!"

¨There is someone waiting for you in that sea of ​​sin!”

That voice was back in his mind.

He seemed to cross the distant time and space, and saw the black sea of ​​sin, and longed in his heart.

At this time, Nie Chengfeng stabbed Wen Quxian's throat with a sword and sealed it with a sword, but variables appeared. The tip of the sword, which was about an inch away from Wen Quxian's throat, could no longer move, as if it was frozen by space.

This scene is very strange.

"How could it be?"

He suddenly became alert and retreated a hundred meters.

Wen Quxian stood up, and his body was filled with a mysterious feeling, the breath of time, and a unique and indescribable aura.

Very complex and mottled.

Nie Chengfeng saw the three-meter-high figure behind Wen Quxian, which seemed to be Shura walking out of an ancient scroll, but he was tied up by chains.

The phantom of Shura, his eyes were filled with divine power, which made him frightened.

"The Shura clan is the true nature!"

Nie Chengfeng suddenly rang out a long time ago. Nie Wentong instructed him that fighting against the Wen family or the Shura clan, he must not let him release the Shura original image.

"What if that happens?"

"escape!"

In the blessing of this, Wen Quxian, whose figure approached the long sword in his hand and stabbed it out. Although he was a hundred meters apart, he felt that his body had been pierced, spitting blood in his mouth, and his body flew into the forest. With this force, he stood up and ran away.

But he, the ninth-level tribe of the four swordsmen, killed instantly with the blessing of their original friends, with sharp and decisive techniques.

The original appearance did not last long and disappeared from behind him.

After this phase disappeared, all kinds of fatigue and soreness came.

He looked at the distant sky, the true nature in his heart, and asked him to go to the sea of ​​sin...

"Is the sea of ​​sin? I heard that it is the origin of the Shura clan!"

...If that's the case, then I'll go and have a look in the future.
Chapter completed!