Everyone was shocked by this sudden change and forgot to fight with swords.
Even the soul beasts that fought against Xiaobai in the air were called back.
People's eyes were all focused on the two men who appeared out of thin air.
One is in red.
One is uninhibited.
Who are they
This is the question in everyone's mind.
Don't dare to move rashly.
At first sight, Emperor Qianxie saw Feng Wuxie with blood and red eyes.
Feng Wuxie stared at Emperor Qianxie blankly. When he came back to his senses, the murderous intent on his body was nowhere to be found. Instead, he smiled with surprise:
"Emperor..."
By the way, she felt relieved. As soon as she spoke the first word, the injuries all over her body surged like a landslide and tsunami, and she couldn't hold it anymore...
Di Qianxie didn't hear her calling her name, but saw that the woman vomited a big mouthful of blood, and her whole person was already shaky.
At the same time, Xiao Bai, Feng Mingzhu, and the sword spirits all shouted anxiously:
"Innocent!"
"the host!"
…
Emperor Qianxie took it in his arms, and quickly fed a Nine-Rank Soul Healing Pill into her mouth, his eyes were cold and he touched the ice:
"How many places were hurt, who hurt?"
He tried his best to contain his anger, and even so, his voice was trembling slightly.
Why didn't I come back earlier
The woman he held in the palm of his hand and placed on the tip of his heart was so wounded that she faced a siege by a thousand people alone
He hugged her and didn't even dare to use force. The blood on her body was too dazzling. Every time he saw her bleeding, he couldn't wait to kill someone. What's more, this time, the shards dared to penetrate her chest with a sword? !
Feng Wuxie wanted to comfort him, saying that she was okay, and the people who hurt her were just blinded by illusions and hatred, but when she spoke... she vomited another mouthful of blood: "I...cough..."
She could only smile bitterly, she hadn't been hurt so embarrassed for a long time.
The only blame is that she only defended but not attacked this time, and couldn't bear to kill those who had already experienced the pain of bereavement, and that she was beaten so miserably.
Emperor Qianxie didn't ask any more, just went to see for himself, and counted the wounds on her body:
"One, two, three places."
Three injuries, one internal injury, and two sword injuries.
He wiped the blood from his lips for Feng Wuxie, frowned, but made his voice extremely soft: "Your goodwill has been exhausted, and the rest is my killing intent."
Feng Wuxie grabbed his sleeves and shook his head: "Don't..."
If he wants to kill the thousands of cultivators in this world, how will the world condemn him for cruelty? How does Emperor Lingjiao have a foothold in the world
How could he bear such an infamy because of her? !
This is exactly what the Holy Gate wants to see!
Seeing the worry in Feng Wuxie's eyes, Di Qianxie stroked her hair: "Be good, wait for me, it'll be fine soon."
After speaking, he handed Feng Wuxie to Mo Rong Haosheng to take care of him, and he stood up and looked around at the dense crowds of human heads.
His gaze is like a knife, and every time he sweeps a person, that person backs away again and again, as if he will die without burial if he looks at him.
Body place.
Mo Rong was sweating cold from behind...
He and Emperor Qianxie could hear outside voices in the dark realm before.
So, what happened, they had already heard a lot of things!
but…
No, if the leader kills so many people directly...
That Di Ling Sect is quite at the same time enmity with all the martial sects!
Thinking of this, Mo Rong whispered to remind:
"Master, Madam is hurt, these people are indeed hateful, but we can't kill them... Otherwise, the madam's charges will really be unclear."
Emperor Qianxie ignored Mo Rong.
He finally fixed his gaze on the two elders in the Desolate God Realm who had previously attacked Feng Wuxie!
"You are the one who hurt my wife, right?"
The two old men glanced at each other, and each of them had regained the meaning of each other's eyes—
The man in front of him called Feng Wuxie his wife, so he should be... the lord of the Emperor Spirit Sect, Emperor Qianxie!
Emperor Qianxie didn't show up much in front of the world, and it's hard for everyone to know his appearance, but his reputation is very prosperous. According to legend, he is already a master of the wild gods.
but…
Even if Emperor Qianxie is a wild god, he is just a young man!
And they have been promoted to the Realm of Desolate God for many years, two to one, so why are they afraid
"The emperor, your wife kills pharmacists indiscriminately, and she is unpredictable. Is it possible that I can't avenge the dead relatives yet?"
"Yes, Emperor Qianxie, the matter of medicine will be slaughtered, and the Emperor Spirit Sect is involved, I am afraid it is not just Feng Wuxie, even you, as the master of the Sect, cannot escape the blame!"
Di Qianxie's face was like frost and snow, cold and deep, looking at the two old men, a touch of evil flashed in his eyes:
"There is still one missing, with the last name You."
Everyone didn't expect that Emperor Qianxie was actually looking for someone
Di Qianxie was in the realm, and heard that there was an old man who was the most fierce scolding, it should be the surname You—the voices of the two old men in the Desolate God Realm could not match.
If he heard it right—
The three wounds on that silly woman were all made by the old man surnamed You!
For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on You Lao!
Di Qianxie followed his gaze and saw the old man who was trying to squeeze into the crowd to hide himself...
Old You's body stiffened, he stiffened his scalp and turned around, raising his face:
"Yes, the old surname You, who is called You Lao, what advice does the emperor's leader have? Do you want to avenge the murderous demon girl?"
"Very good!" Di Qianxie spit out these two words coldly, and a black soul power has penetrated You Lao's chest before it can be noticed by others in the future!
"Ah!" You Lao screamed, clutching his chest, looking down in disbelief, and saw that a black sword had been inserted into his chest!
The position of this sword is exactly the same as... where Feng Wuxie was injured!
Even the two desolate gods elders did not have time to stop them!
too fast…
Di Qianxie's soul power is so strong and fast that they have never seen it before!
However, this is not over yet!
Emperor Qianxie hooked his finger, and the black sword was pulled out of You Lao's chest
, Following the guidance of Di Qianxie's mind, he stabbed in again!
You Lao didn't even have time to use the defensive Horcruxes, and he couldn't hide from the swords!
He wailed in pain again, and vomited blood: "Ah puff!"
Di Qianxie looked at him and said with no expression on his face:
"I don't kill you, but—you hurt her in three places, and I will stab you three hundred swords! The pain she endured, you will pay back a hundred times!"
With that said, Emperor Qianxie shook his palm in the void, and You Lao realized that he was held in place, unable to move at all!
He wanted to speak for help, but he found that he couldn't even open his mouth!
"An ignorant idiot, when you scold her for the first sentence, you should have the awareness that life is better than death." Di Qianxie said coldly.
The black sword turned into thick ink-like sword auras, piercing through You Lao's body incessantly!
Every sword is painful, but it avoids the point accurately!
Its fast speed and fierce swordsmanship made all the sects of the world present at the scene without courage in an instant, and their hearts were trembling!
… No one can stop such a fast sword!
No one dares to stop such a terrifying sword!
Di Qianxie did not kill You Lao... But the pain of this kind of sword energy penetrating the body, I am afraid it is more uncomfortable than death!
No more, no less, three hundred swords—
When Emperor Qianxie withdrew his sword qi and released the restriction...
Old You You has completely turned into a blood man!
He fell straight to the ground... His mouth and nose were full of blood, but his eyes were still open and blinking in pain, proving that he was alive and not dead.
Suddenly, several disciples of the You family hurried forward, and they were Hehun Pill and Muscle Pill, and they fed them to Old You's mouth together. After the feeding, they stared at Emperor Qianxie, but dared not to be angry. Words!
Everyone knows in their hearts...
So many sword qi interacted and mixed in the human body, rushing everywhere... It was difficult to force it out. Although it could not die, it could not live well.
This wound of Old You... I am afraid that I will be tortured by the sword energy remaining in his body in his dying years!
Emperor Qianxie looked around, and as far as his eyes could be, none of them let go: "There are you!"
The black sword energy suddenly rose again!
Only this time, countless black afterimages were released from the black blade!
Yes... Ghost!
This is an ancient sword that can control ghosts! !
Moreover, the number of ghosts released by Emperor Qianxie is so huge that it can be compared to an army! It far exceeds the number of spirit masters who rely on the benefit of the number of masters and disciples to besiege Feng Wuxie!
Dark clouds cover the sun!
Panic!
"Wait!"
Finally, the two elders in the Desolate God Realm knew that if they didn't stop them, I'm afraid that no one would be able to ask for a favor today!
They began to experiment with theories:
"The emperor! We just want to avenge Madam Ling today! What's wrong? If you kill us, are you not afraid that the emperor will be isolated by the world's sects?"
Emperor Qianxie snorted coldly:
"You said it well, revenge, right? So... the leader is only avenging his wife at the moment-what's wrong?!"
In a word, the audience was speechless when asked!
(End of this chapter)