Chapter 738: Chapter 740: The Death of Zi Feng, Soul Scattered (Part 10)
With a bang, Zi Feng’s body violently flew out, her face pale and terrifying, the whole person like a kite with its string cut.
“Feng’er!”
Yanyun’s voice tore through the air, his body couldn’t stop trembling.
“If you dare to hurt Feng’er, I, Yanyun, hereby swear that I will never let you go!” Yanyun’s eyes were split with rage as he roared, “Even though your strength is great, you are still no match for my master. When the ti cos, he will definitely kill you!”
Ye Wuchen rely glanced at him lightly, and instantly, all of Yanyun’s words were choked back, the blood-red in his eyes shining with terror…
This man was like Shura, his strength inspiring fear in the hearts.
“Oh? I wonder who I will kill?”
Just then, a faint voice suddenly ca through.
Yanyun’s body stiffened suddenly, he lifted his head joyfully toward the sky, quickly spotting two figures erging among the clouds…
Silver hair gently fluttering, making the silver robe appear even more noble.
The man in the void had a cold and handso face, pale and expressionless, as if he possessed an Immortal’s noble aura.
And standing beside him was a middle-aged man, appearing no more than in his forties, his gaze lofty as if he were a judge surveying those below.
“Master, please, save Feng’er!”
Yanyun hurridly cried out.
His words made everyone present change their expressions drastically.
Master? Could he be the mysterious elder of the dical Immortal Sect? But, it is said that this mysterious elder is already in his seventies, nearly eighty, so why does this man look so young?
The middle-aged man knitted his brows, his eyes sweeping toward Zi Feng who was under Mu Ruyue’s sword: “Unexpectedly, I just returned with Qing Chu, and I find such an interesting event unfolding, soone has employed the thod of Rebirth… Unfortunately, she seized a living body and devoured that living being’s Soul, so this body still has so resistance. Had she entered a corpse, her strength might have been even greater…”
Yanyun’s expression froze, seemingly in disbelief as he looked at the middle-aged man in the void: “Master, what… what are you talking about?”
Rebirth?
Impossible! She must be Feng’er, how could she be soone else? If she was soone else, then what was all he had done for?
At that mont, Yanyun’s body shook violently, his chest heaving, as if he absolutely refused to believe the words of the middle-aged man.
But, the master is a Supre Strong Person, the supre existence, how could his judgnt be wrong?
“Feng’er!” Yanyun’s face turned pale, his eyes turning to look at Zi Feng, “Are you really my Feng’er?”
Zi Feng’s body trembled, her face cold as frost: “I am Zi Feng, not Shangguan Feng!”
This man was very strong and closely related to Yanyun; to lie at such a ti would be idiotic.
Moreover, her use of Yanyun was also for the power behind him. Seeing that this man had no intention of helping her now, there was no point in continuing with the charade…
Murong Qingchu descended from the void, and where his feet stepped, it seed that thousands of Green Lotus blood, fragrant and enticing.
At this mont, there was a gentle smile on the man’s handso face, his cold gaze also brimming with flecks of mirth, a voice as soft as the wind brushed by her ear, imnsely charming.
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