"Chen Feng, stop!" At this moment, an old voice sounded from behind Chen Feng: "If you don't want them to die!"
Chen Feng's sword force solidified.
Just as if a mighty river was suddenly frozen by endless ice, Chen Feng's sword force froze at the moment when it was about to touch the three sword-cultivating elders of the Tiandi Sect.
The fierce wind was still blowing hard, making the three sword-cultivating elders' clothes disheveled and their hair flutter.
The backs of the three people were already wet with sweat from fear, and even their foreheads were covered with fine beads of sweat. Just now, they felt a force that made them almost despair. This force was so irresistible and so dangerous.
Fortunately, Chen Feng's sword force stopped. As the sword force condensed, the despair he had just felt disappeared, leaving only a sense of relief for surviving the disaster.
They looked at Chen Feng, but still did not dare to act rashly. The sword that Chen Feng had just used had already frightened them.
Chen Feng turned his head slowly, his eyes full of coldness.
Without even looking, he knew that the situation he feared the most had really happened. There were more than four people in the Tiandi Sect, but five.
However, Chen Feng's eyes were still fixed on the old man.
The old man put one hand behind his back and used the other hand to tightly grasp Zhang Ruonan's neck, lifting her up slightly. Zhang Ruonan could only stand on tiptoes to find a little support for her body.
Her face was pale, but her eyes were calm. She looked at Chen Feng with encouragement in her eyes, as if to say, "Don't worry about me, just go ahead and kill!"
Bai Muxue and Li Lingxi both fell to the ground, their faces pale, with a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that the old man had seriously injured them. At this moment, they had completely lost their fighting power!
"The people of the Tiandi Sect are really a bunch of cowards who can only use women to threaten others!" Chen Feng said coldly, but his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
"Hehe, Chen Feng, don't think that you can save them by saying this. Sometimes, in order to complete the task, I am willing to do something unacceptable!" The old man looked at Chen Feng grimly, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
"Let her go!" Chen Feng said with great determination, "Otherwise, I will fight you to the death!"
"A fight to the bitter end?" The old man laughed, his laughter was filled with endless mockery: "Just you? I am the guardian of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and I am an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal. In front of me, what are you?"
"But you didn't dare to fight me, and finally used a woman to check and balance me." Chen Feng said lightly: "Even if you are a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, you are still a rat in my eyes."
"You said I was a rat?" The old man's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of murderous intent. However, the murderous intent was only a slight rise, and he suppressed it.
"He hides his head and shows his tail, bullies the weak and fears the strong. What else can he be but a rat!" Chen Feng sneered coldly.
The old man seemed no longer to be affected by Chen Feng's words. Instead, he looked at Chen Feng calmly and said, "So what? In fact, you are already at a disadvantage now. Either you give up resistance, or I kill this little beauty. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, what a pity. I am already old. If I were a few thousand years younger, I might not be willing to let this beauty die."
Chen Feng's eyes turned cold.
For the first time, a feeling of helplessness arose in his heart.
Chen Feng knew he couldn't ignore the lives of Zhang Ruonan and the others.
"What exactly do you want?" Chen Feng said with gritted teeth, his eyes extremely cold.
"It's very simple." The old man suddenly swung his hands, which had been shrunk behind his back, and threw a huge pair of shackles in front of Chen Feng.
When Chen Feng took one look, he immediately felt a sense of alarm.
This pair of shackles seemed extremely black, but in fact, the material was definitely not simple. At least, Chen Feng had never seen such a material before.
"This is the Immortal Trapping Chain. If you put it on obediently and surrender, I will release these three women!" The old man laughed loudly, his words full of threats.
Immortal lock
Chen Feng's eyes were full of struggle. The Immortal Lock, the name alone indicated that it was not simple. Chen Feng's Black Flame Hellfire could easily break the Soul Locking Ring, but it might not be able to deal with the Immortal Lock.
"How can I believe you!" Chen Feng looked at the old man coldly, with a huge struggle flashing in his eyes.
The old man smiled faintly: "You have no choice!"
As he spoke, the old man tightened his grip, and Zhang Ruonan's face suddenly turned even paler.
Chen Feng shuddered all over, and then cast his gaze on the Immortal Lock on the ground.
The Immortal-Trapping Chain lay there quietly, occasionally flashing a black light, demonstrating its extraordinary nature.
“Hua La La—”
The Immortal Lock had been captured by Chen Feng's true essence and was held in his hand. After touching the Immortal Lock, Chen Feng could feel the power of the material used to make it. Moreover, there seemed to be a strong restraining force inside the Immortal Lock. It can be imagined that once Chen Feng put the Immortal Lock on his hand, the restraining force would instantly restrain all the energy in Chen Feng's body, making Chen Feng temporarily a useless person.
"Chen Feng, don't do anything stupid!"
Bai Muxue raised her head with great effort and looked at Chen Feng, her eyes full of pleading: "Don't wear it!"
"Chen Feng, don't wear it. We would rather die than let you get hurt!" The speaker was Li Lingxi, this pretty and lovely woman, her eyes full of tenderness. There was attachment, reluctance, and more of worry and determination in her eyes.
"But..." Chen Feng never knew that he had such a tender side.
At this moment, Chen Feng had only one thought in his mind: They are my women, and as a man, I, Chen Feng, will never let them get hurt.
As he repeated these words in his mind, Chen Feng's hands holding the Immortal Lock began to tremble uncontrollably.
Two different positions collided with each other in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness. It was the intersection of Chen Feng's emotions and reason, and it was Chen Feng's inner choice.
The sword spirit Green Clothes also appeared quietly at some point, she looked at Chen Feng, silent. This was Chen Feng's own choice, although she could influence Chen Feng's thinking, she could not influence Chen Feng's true inner thoughts.
"No, I absolutely cannot let my woman get hurt. If I can't even protect the woman I love, am I still a man?" Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness, carrying Chen Feng's firm will and surging: "I cultivate Taoism and what I cultivate is my original heart, to get rid of the false and retain the true. My original heart is to keep the people I care about from getting hurt!"
With this thought, Chen Feng's hands stopped shaking. He raised his head, looked at the old man, and said slowly and firmly: "Okay, I'll wear it! I hope you can keep your promise!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng input his true energy into the Immortal Lock. With a flash of light, the Immortal Lock opened quietly. The two shackles were like two giant mouths of the devil, ready to swallow Chen Feng in the next moment.
"This Chen Feng is really becoming more and more like the old master!" In the sea of consciousness, the sword spirit in green clothes had a fascination in his eyes as he muttered to himself.