Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 420
Under the dark night, a figure shuttled rapidly, like a cheetah, with only afterimages but no traces, and behind him, there was also a figure following closely.

The two figures stopped after flying down the mountain, and the figure in the front was Tong Zhihui.

The figure behind him was none other than the cold wind. He walked forward slowly, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

"I'm glad you're still alive." A faint smile flashed across Tong Zhihui's calm face.

Leng Feng whispered: "Do you want me to die, or do you want me to live?"

Tong Zhihui smiled, under the hazy moonlight, she was beautiful, and the cold wind was a little dazed, as if something touched her heart, as if she had returned to the beginning.

"You shouldn't come back. The Wuwang Territory is definitely not your destination." Tong Zhihui said leisurely.

"If I don't return, how can I know the truth at the beginning." Leng Feng murmured, a look of pain flashed across his face, and he was even more disappointed.

Tong Zhihui's face flickered for a moment, and then she sighed: "Water flows to low places, and people go to high places. Everyone has their own pursuit."

Leng Feng's mood fluctuated a little, he snorted heavily, "That's right, everyone has their own pursuit, if you want to pursue your own path, I, Leng Feng, will naturally not stop you, but why did you do that behind my back? Decide?"

Tong Zhihui smiled coldly and asked, "What kind of decision did I make?"

"You..." Leng Feng sighed quietly, "You know it yourself."

Tong Zhihui shook her head and said: "The past is passing by with the wind, and it has already dissipated like smoke. You, you should go. The Wuwang Territory is not the place for you to come, and the Yueyimen is not the place for you to stay."

After leaving these words, Tong Zhihui turned around and was about to leave, as if she came out this time just to persuade Leng Feng to leave.

"Chen Hao has already told me everything." Leng Feng said suddenly.

Tong Zhihui's steps paused slightly, "Since you already know all the truth, why do you need to ask?"

Leng Feng said in a deep voice: "I just want to know one thing, do you really regard me as a burden and plan to kick me away?"

Tong Zhihui turned her head and sneered, "Lengfeng, you really shouldn't come back. Since you've already left, why do you want to come back? My talent is far beyond yours, and my future achievements will be higher than yours. You and I have nothing to do with each other. People who are not from the same world, there are some things, you should forget."

"Forget it?"

Tong Zhihui's ruthless words made Leng Feng feel ashamed, and the last hope was shattered.

From the very beginning, he thought that Tong Zhihui was dead and that his enemy was that Qiu Hong, but he learned from Chen Haona that Tong Zhihui was responsible for what happened back then. His true biography gradually became the first disciple of the sect, and his goal was to point directly to the position of the next suzerain.

But even so, Leng Feng still had illusions. He hoped that Tong Zhihui was coerced and threatened by Qiu Hong. If so, he would take Tong Zhihui away even if he desperately tried his best in the Tianzong Extreme Realm.

What's more, Yueyimen's strength is not bad, and most importantly, there is Mo Chen.

But at this moment, all those fantasies have become dreams and suddenly shattered.

Tong Zhihui said: "I admit that I really wanted to kick you away back then. Now that you have left, the outside world is your best destination. For the sake of getting to know each other, I advise you to just leave .”

Leng Feng looked up to the sky and sighed, and when he lowered his head again, the pain on his face had dissipated, replaced by a cold expression, "I, Leng Feng, have never forgotten to return to the sect and kill Qiu Hong with my hands. Now, since I choose to come back, I have some debts. Naturally it will be returned."

Tong Zhihui sneered, "Stop wishful thinking, it's up to you? Or is it up to Yue Yimen?"

"It's up to me." Leng Feng said resolutely.

Tong Zhihui shook her head and sighed: "Lengfeng, I came out to see you for the sake of getting to know each other, and I advise you to leave this place. If you insist on going your own way, what will happen, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Leng Feng said: "Let me also remind you that one should have dreams and pursuits, but if the mind is not right, any pursuit will be in vain."

"Hmph, what a big tone, how dare you teach the old man's direct disciple, the first disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect."

At the moment when Leng Feng's voice fell, a cold voice sounded like it came from hell.

Immediately, the dwarf-like Qiu Hong suddenly appeared like a ghost, and walked towards the cold wind with a cold face.

Leng Feng's face suddenly turned ferocious, and his whole body began to feel agitated, as if he was about to break out of his body. Maybe Qiu Hong couldn't be blamed for what happened back then, because Tong Zhihui designed all of this, but a slap couldn't make a sound. None of them are nice people.

One is willing to sacrifice his body for his own ambition, kicking him away, no, not kicking him away, back then, their method was to put him to death, if it wasn't for Chen Hao to secretly release the water, he would have already become a corpse.

And the other, as his master, unexpectedly ruthlessly murdered him at will. In their eyes, he was as dispensable as a speck of dust.

"Why, I haven't seen you for many years, did you forget to do the disciple's gift?" Feeling the anger of Leng Feng, Qiu Hong gave a cold voice, and the pressure of Xuanzun's peak roared out, pressing hard towards Leng Feng.

crackle!

There was a violent noise in the air, and the terrifying coercion pressed on Leng Feng like a giant mountain, trying to make him kneel down.

"Old man!"

Leng Feng gritted his teeth and screamed ferociously. Even though the pressure was as high as a mountain, he did not have the slightest intention of surrendering. He gritted his teeth and refused to kneel down and submit.

"Xuanzun sixth level?" Qiu Hong looked at Leng Feng with some surprise, "I never imagined that you have cultivated so fast over the years, and you can actually step into the sixth level of Xuanzun."

Tong Zhihui in the back heard the words, her face that was still wearing a faint smile suddenly sank. When Leng Feng escaped from Ziyun Sect, but not long after entering Tianyou, he was wandering outside. It may be difficult to find resources, even if it is There are some resources, so how can someone give advice.

But he was able to step into the sixth level of Xuanzun. You must know that she is in the sect and has received a lot of resources and countless pointers from the whole sect. The identity of the suzerain heir.

However, compared with Leng Feng, she suddenly felt like being slapped in the face. Earlier, she said that she was extremely talented, but if the two of them exchanged positions, would she, Tong Zhihui, be able to cultivate to such a level in the secular world?

"It seems that the old man was a little bit blind back then. I didn't expect that your talent is so strong. Given time, you might be able to surpass the old man."

Qiu Hong said coldly: "It's a pity, you couldn't wait to show up, but you gave this old man a chance to kill you again."

The cold killing intent spread from Qiu Hong's body undisguisedly. He was indeed determined to kill, because the speed of the cold wind's breakthrough was far beyond his imagination, and it was only three levels away from him. At this speed, the cold wind would sooner or later Can surpass him one day.

If the cold wind overtakes him, then it will be his death.

It's a pity that Leng Feng didn't know how to bear it, and he couldn't wait to show up, so he would never let that moment happen.

"Buzz!"

Qiu Hong clenched his palms tightly, and a triangular sharp blade emerged from the light of the fist. It was a mysterious weapon made of three short blades. Under the cold moonlight, it appeared to be murderous.

"I failed to kill you back then, today, let's end it completely!"

Qiu Hong raised his arm, and three sharp blades pierced through the air, cutting through the night and piercing Leng Feng's heart.

Tong Zhihui, who was behind, had a look of relief on her face, because not only Qiu Hong, but also she felt a pressure from Leng Feng. Leng Feng will not die, and will eventually become a hidden danger.

But now all hidden dangers will disappear with the death of the cold wind.

Bang bang bang!
Yet at this moment.

A piercing sound sounded again, and a snake-like vine suddenly appeared without warning, directly shattering Qiu Hong's three sharp blades.

"Who?"

Qiu Hong was taken aback, he didn't expect that there was someone in the dark, and he could shatter his attack so easily.

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen shameless people like you." Under the dark night, a figure slowly walked out, whether it was Mo Chen or someone else.

"Young Master Chen." Leng Feng felt that the pressure was gone, and came behind Mo Chen respectfully.

"You are Mo Chen?" Qiu Hong looked at Mo Chen with deep eyebrows. The name of Mo Chen had already been circulated among the high-level people. Mo Chen was definitely someone that the four major sects wanted to get rid of.

"A master and a girlfriend, that's really nice." With a sneer on the corner of Mo Chen's mouth, he looked at Qiu Hong and the two playfully.

Seeing Mo Chen appear, Qiu Hong knew that he could not kill Leng Feng quietly, let alone that he was not sure to keep Mo Chen, even if he could, the other party could notify Yue Yimen in a short time, he did not Opportunity to start.

"Lengfeng, I have to remind you that the past has long since dissipated. Tong Zhihui is already the number one disciple of the Ziyun Sect and the strongest candidate for the next suzerain. You should let go of some thoughts as soon as possible, otherwise, the consequences will not be yours. acceptable."

Qiu Hong dropped these words, glared at Mo Chen fiercely, and was about to leave immediately.

"What? You wanted to kill someone before, but you want to leave as soon as you are prestige?" Mo Chen had a playful smile on his face.

"Boy, what else do you want?" Qiu Hong said coldly.

"It's not that bad, it's just coming and not being indecent. If you make a move to my brother, I will naturally make a move on my brother's behalf. As for whether you can take it or not, that's up to you." Mo Chen said coldly. the way.

"Young Master Chen." Leng Feng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Chen: "Don't worry, I won't kill him, I just teach him a lesson first."

Leng Feng knew Mo Chen's identity and terrifying fighting power, he was really worried that Mo Chen killed Qiu Hong with one move, not because he wanted to plead for Qiu Hong, but because he wanted to pay back some debts with his own hands.

Hearing that Mo Chen would not kill Qiu Hong, Leng Feng felt relieved.

Qiu Hong was furious, even if Mo Chen was too weird, it would be too arrogant to kill him with one move.

"What an arrogant boy, it's really shameless to show mercy and refuse the old man's life." Qiu Hong laughed sarcastically.

His expression fell into Mo Chen's eyes, no different from an idiot, "Just to remind you, it's best to go all out, I don't want to kill you, but if you want to die, don't blame me."

"Insanity!"

Mo Chen's attitude made it difficult for Qiu Hong to suppress the anger in his heart. He raised his wrist upwards, and the three sharp blades flew out towards Mo Chen like an earth dragon jumping up from the ground.

Under the dark night, the wind blew up, and three sharp blades enveloped Mo Chen instantly from three different angles, as if they wanted to stab him into pieces.

Such a powerful attack would be difficult for ordinary Xuanzun ninth-level warriors to resist, but Mo Chen smiled disdainfully, and thousands of vines roared out, wrapping the three sharp blades layer by layer.

And Zhu Tengman appeared in front of Qiu Hong in an instant like a meteor piercing through the night, making it impossible for the latter to avoid it.

Qiu Hong was taken aback, and he slashed down with his right hand, trying to cut off the rushing vines.

(End of this chapter)