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"It's you!" The Persian guardian's face was full of surprise, but there was also a bit of murderous intent in the surprise: "I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me!"
"Persia, let the people from Biluo Peak go, and I will go with you." Feng Yun Wuji said coldly. It was obvious that he knew Persia before.
"Fengyun Wuji, do you think you still have the nerve to negotiate with me?" Persia said sarcastically, "Come on, hand over the things, and I can leave you a whole body."
"Don't even think about it!" Feng Yun Wuji immediately shouted angrily, "Unless you promise to let the people from the Biluo Sect go, otherwise, I will destroy this thing immediately!"
As he spoke, an old animal skin appeared in Feng Yun Wuji's hand. It could be vaguely seen that there were lines on the skin, which looked like a picture.
Chen Feng, who was hiding in the woods in the distance, widened his eyes when he saw this.
"Isn't that the key to the Tomb of the Immortals? I didn't expect Feng Yun Wuji to have one too!" Chen Feng was secretly shocked: "Could it be that Feng Yun Wuji, a seven-tribulation wandering immortal, is hiding in the Fengyun Tower in Tianyun City in Chenzhou because he is afraid that the Tomb of the Immortals will be coveted by others?"
In his mind, Chen Feng slowly walked out from his hiding place. Feng Yun Wuji had done him a favor, so Chen Feng couldn't just stand by and watch him die. Besides, at this moment, Feng Yun Wuji was fighting for the lives of the people of the Biluo Sect!
"Since you are so stubborn, I will not hold back. If you want to destroy the treasure map, just try it and see if you can destroy it?" As he spoke, the Persian guardian moved as fast as lightning and grabbed Feng Yun Wuji's neck fiercely.
When Feng Yun Wuji saw that the Persian guardian finally took action, he immediately became ruthless. He held one side of the treasure map with both hands, circulated his true energy, and tore it apart fiercely!
However, the expected sound of silk tearing did not occur. No matter how much strength Feng Yun Wuji used, the strange animal skin in his hand did not suffer any damage.
"Impossible, there is obviously nothing special about it, so why can't it be torn apart?" Feng Yun Wuji smiled bitterly to himself, but a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, because the attack of the Persian protector had already landed in front of him.
The Persian guardian attacked ruthlessly. This move gathered the strongest strength of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals. The power was so terrifying. Coupled with Feng Yun Wuji's previous distraction, it was absolutely impossible for him to dodge at this time.
However, Feng Yun Wuji would not sit still and wait for death. Since he could not escape, Feng Yun Wuji simply gave up on the defensive. A flying sword appeared in his hand, which turned into a cold light and pointed to the dantian of the Persian protector.
This move is actually a way to die together!
"You're looking for death. Do you think this will work?" Although the Persian protector showed a hint of surprise on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.
"How can a mere seven-tribulation immortal hurt me!" The Persian guardian sneered disdainfully. He thought that with his speed, he could definitely kill Feng Yun Wuji on the spot before Feng Yun Wuji's flying sword could pierce him.
However, he did not expect that when he was about to strangle Feng Yun Wuji's neck, a hand quietly rested on his shoulder. The power transmitted from the hand made him, an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal, unable to move at all. Even the blow that was about to fall disappeared silently.
What’s even more terrifying is that he didn’t even know when the person who was holding his shoulder from behind appeared.
The Persian guardian's body froze in place, as if it were a plastic mannequin, extremely stiff.
"call out-"
That was the sound of a flying sword cutting through the sky, it was Feng Yun Wuji's sword. The Persian guardian suddenly stopped moving, but it didn't mean that Feng Yun Wuji had stopped. On the contrary, with the intention of destroying both himself and the enemy, Feng Yun Wuji's sword was even more fierce.
"Sizzle—"
The sound of the flying sword entering the flesh was extremely clear, and even Feng Yun Wuji himself was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that it could be pierced so easily.
"Ah--" A shrill wail sounded, and the facial features of the Persian protector were all tense because of pain. However, because of Chen Feng, no matter how painful the Persian protector was, he could not move at all.
"Feng Yun Wuji, you destroyed my Dantian and made me a cripple. I will fight you to the death!" The Persian protector shouted viciously.
"Hmph, you don't have a chance!" As a seven-tribulation immortal, how could Feng Yun Wuji not have any ability to react on the spot? Seeing that the Persian guardian was unable to move, Feng Yun Wuji Zi'an would not be polite.
His flying sword had already penetrated the Persian guardian's dantian, piercing through his dantian at this moment.
Feeling his true energy receding like a tide, the Persian guardian turned his head with difficulty. He wanted to see who was the person who made him unable to move.
Turning around, I saw a young face. This face seemed very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.
"Is it you, Chen Feng?" On the other side, Feng Yun Wuji rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the man behind the Persian Protector with disbelief.
"Senior Fengyun, long time no see." Chen Feng smiled warmly.
"Chen Feng, are you the Chen Feng that the leader threatened to kill?" Suddenly, the Persian guardian shouted in shock. No wonder he felt familiar when he saw Chen Feng. It turned out that the Tiandi Sect had already sent Chen Feng's portrait to every guardian, and Persian was no exception. He had seen Chen Feng's portrait just a few days ago.
"Do you know me?" Chen Feng looked at the Persian guardian and asked lightly.
"You will die with your eyes open, you will die with your eyes open!" The Persian guardian stared at Chen Feng and cried out in sorrow. The next moment, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, twitching, and finally lost his voice.
Without even looking at the dead Persian guardian on the ground, Chen Feng suddenly snorted coldly, and his body flashed all over the place like a ghost.
After a few breaths, Chen Feng's body suddenly stopped in place, and even his clothes were not wrinkled, as if he had not moved at all.
“Pah—”
“Pah—”
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There was a sound of objects falling to the ground, and the surviving members of the Tiandi Sect all fell to the ground without a sound. Even the Seven Tribulations Loose Immortals lost their breath.
"suck-"
Feng Yun Wuji took a deep breath, looked at Chen Feng in disbelief, and his body was shaking a little.
The junior that he had high hopes for had unexpectedly become such a strong man. After only not seeing him for a few years, Chen Feng was able to kill so many Tiandi Sect monks in seconds.
Feng Yun Wuji didn't think that the death of all the corpses on the ground was the result of God's anger. At the moment, except for Chen Feng who suddenly appeared, who else had such ability
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