Chapter 242 Two People

The black hair floated in the air like silk, and the dark eyes also burst into light. The clever words appeared behind Nangongyan out of thin air. What was hidden under her peerless appearance was ruthlessness!

The Immortal Sword! All the flying immortals in the world! Only Qiaoyu is the real sword spirit of the immortal sword! A sword is gorgeous, blowing gold and breaking jade, that invincible momentum, looking at all sentient beings! Qiaoyu stood behind her with a sword, even if she was a fairy, so what?

"Nang Gongyan! You killed my Qiaoer! I'll kill you!! Never let you stain her body!!!" The void is full of thousands of years of swords and swords and swordsmanships are boiling, and the heavens and the earth are discolored. Everyone is terrified and retreats a hundred and ten feet!

Nangong Yanhua's face turned pale, but this kind of color loss was like another person in Feichen's eyes, which made him hesitate at all and did not stay. The tip of the sword trapped in the fairy sword was like a life-threatening flag, slowly blowing out the light of her life!

"Puff... Ji Yuchen! Help me!" Nangong Yan's face was green, and she broke the spell. Her blood attacked her heart, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Only then could she return to the silent and clever fairy sword, and the two swords intersected, and the Caiyue sword of the Emei School suddenly opened a heartbreaking mouth, but the fairy sword in Feichen's hand behind her had already Come!!

'Wo!' A muffled sound, like broken leather, the proud 'Emei Broken Soul Chopping' was easily smashed under the 'Void Broken Millennium Sword', and the fairy sword fell on her back, like a sharp blade to the bone!

"Damn! Too strong! Is this the sixth level of immortals? The other party is an immortal!! How is this possible!" Countless people can't help but wonder. Everyone is surprised by this hidden strength. Who would have thought that this immortal would also be beaten by leap-level?

"Senior sister... How could... Isn't he so powerful because of sword spirit? Why hasn't the strength weakened at all now? Lan Yanting crossed her chest. The two faced the enemy only in an instant. She couldn't get in at all, and it was almost over before she recovered.

"I, I don't know..." Zhuo Rongqiu also doesn't believe what he sees. Both of them don't know that Feichen has 'eat' the immortal sword, so of course they don't know that Feichen already has the strength of sword spirit, so there is a doubt.

"Lord, is there any thing in the world where you can defeat such a high position?" Long Feiyan, who had already left the attic, looked at the two people fighting desperately outside the city, and now understood half of Feichen's previous courage.

"Yes, isn't it in front of you? This teenager has at least a hundred battles and a fight to the death. The rich experience of fighting is surprising, because only those who live on the front line of life and death will be like this, but... the people behind Nangongyan can't peep at it. Knowing that the other party will defeat the enemy, the old man in purple has looked at Ji Yuchen, who was waiting for the opportunity.

"Qiaoer... See you in the next life! Nangongyan, go to hell!!" Feichen's two lines of tears fell in the wind, representing his unwillingness and continuous hatred. The sword against the vest will penetrate...

"Wow... Brother Feichen... I'm Qiaoer..." When Feichen was about to break Nangong Yan's Lingbao protective vest, another tone of the owner of the body came out of his mouth, just like the tenderness at the foot of Jiuxian Mountain.

"Qiao'er? You...you're not dead?!" Feichen was shocked and hurriedly pulled back the fairy sword.

But I didn't expect that Ji Yuchen, who was waiting for the opportunity, to move, was in front of him in an instant. Seeing him frown and stretched out his big hand, a thick cyan light suddenly soared out of his hand!' With a muffled sound, Feichen flew out dozens of feet upside down!

In the air, he looked at the woman in pink and plain, but laughed. This was Qiaoer, otherwise he would not have called him that. He didn't expect that Qiaoer's soul would not disappear!

"Qiao'er..." Feichen supported the ground with a sword, and his eyes turned red with excitement, but his blood churled, and he still vomited out a mouthful of blood. Needless to say, how about the blow in the later stage of the immortals? If the other party is the early Immortal, he can still deal with it with speed and strength, but the strength of the late Immortal is absolute. With his current cultivation, he still can't resist, and he is distracted, so he was hit by this sudden sneak attack.

"My husband!! What's wrong with you?" Leyi leaned on it recently and rushed over with heartache.

"Well...it hurts...it's okay." Feichen was hit in pain, but he hurriedly pulled her behind him.

When Le Yi saw him moaning, she was very angry. She was young but knew how to protect people. Regardless of who the other party was, she scolded angrily: "You are all bad people! I want to summon Grandpa! Kill you all!"

"Don't... she is your Qiaoer sister..." Feichen stopped her and looked at Qiaoer in front of him, trying to reconfirm whether the other party was his own Qiaoer.

"Brother Feichen!" Qiaoer threw down the 'Colorful Moon Sword' and ran to Feichen, and her big bright eyes rolled down two tears.

Qiaoer ran and fell to the ground, and Ju'er began to crawl on the ground, like a person who had not learned any spells. He half-sounded to his side and rushed into the longing arms...

"Brother Feichen... Why are you here? Qiaoer... Qiaoer misses you so much! Whoo... After I was taken away by the Emei faction, I was imprisoned in Antang. Soon someone said that she wanted to give me supreme mana... woo... and then... and then..." Qiaoer cried, her eyes were tightly closed, and her frightened hands grabbed Feichen's arms. She looked at a loss, and even stammered. Come on.

Ji Yuchen did not continue to pursue. He stood aside with his hands behind his back and looked at the two with a complicated expression.

For a moment, the people of the Emei faction came when they heard the news, and most of them looked suspicious, just because they didn't know who Feichen was and why the two hugged each other ambiguously. Looking at the girl who was supposed to be Nangongyan, everyone hesitated, including the people who were watching the battle just now.

Originally, the battle was incomprehensant, but all of a sudden the two of them hugged each other, which was really weird.

"Head... My head hurts... Let go of me... Let go of me!!" Feichen hugged tightly, but Qiaoer suddenly went crazy and struggled in his arms. In a moment, her mana fluctuation came again!

Feichen's face changed color, and he had no choice but to let go of the other party and pick up Leyi, who was stunned, and retreated more than a dozen steps.

Sure enough, Nangongyan's yuan god occupied Qiaoer's body again. The corners of her mouth bent and restored the previous arrogance: "Huh! Bad girl! It's really disobedient. Since you have joined my Emei faction, you should be led by my Emei faction, and you must obey the dispatch of the sect in everything! Did you forget it when you got started? Why can you, a girl from the countryside, be appreciated by the fairy sect? Have you forgotten it?

PS: To develop the habit of giving tickets every day, Huahua is a newcomer, relying on red ticket clicks to calculate the results.