Girl, let me check it out.

She seemed unaffected by the time stop.

What? Who can? What can you do? Can you explain it more clearly?

This riddle book! I'll burn it when I recover!

Fang Weihan thought bitterly.

A beam of starlight lit up in the center of his pupil, like a hole burning in the darkness.

The sword edge, as bright as the scorching sun, shone through Wu Zhuan Jing Tian's chest. The blade was not stained with a single drop of blood, and was as holy as the Nine Heavens Divine Sword.

The sword is cut in eight directions, slender and simple, gorgeous and elegant. The rolling stars are its preface, and the surging Milky Way is its clothes.

Fang Weihan recognized the sword.

The divine sword Mingxiao!

This is my dear senior sister!

There was no time to figure out how Wen Zhexue appeared here. After a brief moment of surprise, Fang Weihan burst into ecstasy.

How can you have the best of both worlds? You can have the best of both worlds! Isn't this it?

A fairy in plain clothes condensed her figure beside the meteorite, with light blue tassels floating in the protective wind, embellishing her holiness and elegance.

The girl was tall and had a beautiful face, with no joy or anger, frosty starry eyes, and snow-white cherry lips. She was like a cold lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, lonely, cold and outstanding.

Wen Zhexue held Mingxiao in his hand and stabbed Jingtian in the chest with a sword from behind. The sword was burning with starfire, trying to burn him to death.

The breeze rose again, the white clouds moved again, and the singing of birds resounded across the sky.

Time began to flow again.

On the panel in front of Fang Weihan, a few lines of small words suddenly began to scroll.

[Xuanming Sunset Technique is activated. 】

[Martial arts detected: Linyuan Tianliang Star Sword Technique·Zhaoguang Panxian]

[This martial art has been recorded.]

[Xuanming Sunset Technique is activated. 】

[Martial Skill Detected: Linyuan Taiyin Star Sword Technique·Qinghui Continues the Day]

[The current martial arts has failed to see through. 】

Fang Weihan: "..."

As expected, I failed again. It was the same when I first met Zhao Guang Pan Xian.

The quality of this system doesn't seem to be very high.

When time stopped just now, it seemed to be motionless.

Isn’t my senior sister so awesome?

Fang Weihan was very excited.

If my senior sister is strong, I am strong!

The thighs I found were all right! One was thicker than the other!

"Ugh..."

Jing Tian, ​​who had reached the fifth level, looked at the sword protruding from his chest in disbelief and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"A disciple of Linyuan Pavilion... You actually managed to follow me here..."

His body was slowly being burned by the flames of Zhaoguang Panxian, black air was rising from his body, and he was already in a state where he was exhaling more than inhaling.

Wen Zhexue remained silent, and the flame burning on the Mingxiao Sword became even brighter.

"Haha...if you kill me, you... won't be able to live!"

Fang Weihan watched as Jingtian's expression gradually turned crazy.

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly arose in Fang Weihan's heart.

"He wants to ignite the star power and burn himself!"

Yun Shu shouted anxiously.

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as she finished speaking, brilliant orange-yellow flames engulfed Fang Weihan's entire vision.

"boom!"

Chapter 229 She spoke!

Fang Weihan remembered that a long time ago, Yun Shu and he had had such a conversation.

"Do you know that compared to other paths, the Jingtian Path gives you an extra option when facing an enemy you can't defeat?"

The girl in the blue dress jumped up and down beside him with her hands behind her back. Her movements were full of innocence and she completely lacked the dignity and style of a holy vessel.

"What is it? Calculate the danger in advance and then run away?"

Fang Weihan asked curiously.

"Not really."

Yun Shu stretched out her slender index finger and shook it with some complacency.

"First of all, even if Jingtian can predict the future, what will happen after he has predicted it? Wouldn't he still have to run away? He would still be unable to defeat those he is supposed to defeat."

"What I'm talking about is a completely new way of dealing with it."

The girl opened her hands, and a ball of blue-purple flame burned on her palms.

This kind of flame was different from any flame Fang Weihan had seen before.

It was brilliant and violent, deep and cold, and there was not a single sound during the burning process, but it was this silent silence that frightened Fang Weihan the most.

He felt a destructive and enormous power from the fire.

"All the forces in the world except spiritual force, including Jingtian's star force, Mingwu's blood energy, Yuqi's spiritual force, etc. They are all energy entities, and there is no essential difference from the physical objects we usually come into contact with."

"A wooden table can be ignited by an open flame and eventually turned into ashes, and these forces can also be ignited and eventually transformed into spiritual energy that escapes between heaven and earth."

Yun Shu blew a breath, and the blue-purple flame floated up gently and finally disappeared in the wind.

"But Star Power won't leave anything behind."

The girl's voice was vast and distant, with a certain solemnity and grandeur.

"In this cold universe, we have no choice but to burn out."

"Ignite the star power and perish with them. Once the star is ignited, there is no turning back."

"Every Jingtian should die in a blazing manner. This is a grand fireworks display to bid farewell to ourselves."

The words Yun Shu had said and her anxious shout just now collided in Fang Weihan's mind, creating overlapping phantoms.

Pulling people to die together is certainly a very tragic epic, but being dragged to die together is not a pleasant experience.

Before the flames engulfed Fang Weihan, he had a few seconds to think about what to do.

As the saying goes, exam time feels like a year, while reward time flies by.

When people are extremely nervous, the secretion of adrenaline will accelerate and the perceived time will be greatly slowed down.

Fang Weihan was quickly thinking about possible ways to survive.

He still had about a quarter of his blood and energy left, and a third of his star power. With so much power, Fang Weihan was confident that he could easily block the full force attack of a cultivator at the fifth level of the Ascension Realm.

But... this was the self-immolation of the star power. He couldn't quite figure out how powerful this thing was.

There was no way he was going to take that gamble.

There were four people present at the moment.

Judging from the spatial distance, he and the Four-Turn Mirror Sky he was standing on were the farthest from the atomic bomb point, followed by Master Zhao Er.

As for Wen Zhexue, there was no need to mention her. She was right behind that person, five meters in front of him.

Now I should mobilize all my strength to strike the ground in front of me with the spine of my sword, and use the momentum to rebound and retreat. I should be able to directly create a distance of several dozen meters and definitely be able to evacuate to a safe area.

Mr. Zhao’s speed will only be faster than mine, so there’s no need to worry.

But with my senior sister...it's a bit dangerous.

Objectively speaking, Wen Zhexue's appearance here solved a difficult problem for himself, and he couldn't just sit back and watch.

From a subjective point of view...there is no need to talk about it from a subjective point of view.

Can she stop it?

Fang Weihan wasn't quite sure.

But he also knew that relying on his remaining strength to help Wen Zhexue resist the impact would undoubtedly be counterproductive and would distract him.

What should we do then? Should we just withdraw?

This is fucking against my own nature.

There is no other way, this is the best solution.

At this point, we can only believe that Wen Zhexue can handle it.

Fang Weihan gritted his teeth, and the long sword quickly condensed a mixture of blood and star power, preparing to take advantage of the momentum to retreat.

Just then, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

That shuttle-shaped meteorite,

Meteorite?

It was as if a bolt of lightning exploded in his mind, dispelling the heavy darkness.

That Jingtian was inciting the star power to burn himself, and the vigorously burning star power would produce a high-temperature flame that could burn almost everything.

However, meteorites have been bathed in star flames in the universe for many years, forming a high-temperature resistant shell on their surface that is extremely immune to star flames.

It's only the core that is fragile, not the shell.

So……

Fang Weihan held the sword upside down, his brain working rapidly, he had never been so calm.

He estimated the time.

It should be in time!

He stepped heavily on Jingtian's chest, making his chest more concave.

At the same time, the force of this kick also made him fly backwards, away from the center of the fire.

A huge storm of sword energy emanated from the Luminous Sword, the sound of weapons exploded sharply, and the sword body slammed heavily onto the ground behind it with the power of thousands of troops.

He used the most destructive area attack, Minghuang Sword Sutra: Yanjun.

Fang Weihan's body flew forward like a cannonball, and it seemed that he was about to rush towards Wen Zhexue.

The perception of a cultivator is much sharper than that of an ordinary person. Both Mr. Zhao and Wen Zhexue noticed his abnormal and crazy behavior, which was almost tantamount to seeking death.

Mr. Zhao was horrified and rushed towards him.

A tremendous amount of blood and energy burst out from his hands and condensed into a piece of armor in front of him, as if he wanted to withstand the impact of Jingtian's fire head-on.

Wen Zhexue looked at Fang Weihan rushing towards her, and her beautiful face, which looked like an Arctic glacier that would never melt, finally revealed emotions of astonishment and anxiety.

Don't let him get close to you!

The girl quickly made this decision in her mind.

"do not come!"

This was the first time Fang Weihan heard her speak with emotion in daily communication.

Her voice was like an icy waterfall, flowing down from the mountains, into the goblet, turning into ice cubes that clinked against each other.

Good to hear.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Master Zhao suddenly felt his feet slip, followed by a sharp pain in his dantian.