Stopped by the power of the Golden Dragon and Yun Yi, Xia Yunxue escaped from Ye Beifeng's grasp.

But this angered Ye Beifeng even more, making him even stronger.

"Xia Yunxue, hurry up, Beifeng is completely driven by hatred now, there is no way to wake him up!"

Although the holy sword and the golden holy dragon are Ye Beifeng's artifacts and spirit beasts, they are special life forms that can fight alone without him, and their strength is not weak. The combination of the two can completely stop Ye Beifeng's pace, but The current Ye Beifeng is not just as simple as breaking through to the ninth level.

As Yunli had guessed before, Ye Beifeng's mind was completely occupied by anger now, and Beifeng Chenlongjue could exert [-]% of its power on him, so his strength should not be underestimated.

But Xia Yunxue leaned on the wall heated by the high temperature of spiritual energy and refused to leave, with tears in her eyes, "No, I don't believe it, just now Beifeng called my name, I can definitely wake him up, definitely!"

"Ah! Go to hell!"

Ye Beifeng once again entered the berserk state. You must know that in this state, he is a ninth-level powerhouse, and the divine weapon chain of God Lock will not have any effect on him, let alone the phantom of the holy sword and the power of the sword. The wounded golden holy dragon.

With a shake of her body, Yun Yi's light and shadow were directly scattered, turning into a little bit of starlight and disappearing, the golden holy dragon also returned to the dimensional space, and a few pieces of golden dragon scales and red dragon blood fell on the ground.

The holy sword that was emitting seven-colored divine light just now became dim and fell to the floor like scrap iron.

Seeing Ye Beifeng approaching step by step, Xia Yunxue looked down at the silver needle in her hand, Ye Beifeng's figure in front of her eyes gradually became blurred, is it really necessary for Ye Beifeng to lose all his cultivation?
He doesn't recognize his relatives now, if there is no stop, the world may be destroyed by him.

"Honey, I know you still have a lot of things to do. I shouldn't be a stumbling block to your progress. You still have more important tasks to complete..."

The golden three-inch silver needle fell on the ground. Xia Yunxue leaned her head on Ye Beifeng's shoulder with a smile on her face, and hugged her tightly with both hands. The silver needle that fell on the ground was stained with blood. With warm blood dripping down continuously, Xia Yunxue lost all strength and leaned against Ye Beifeng.

"It's been a long time since you hugged me like this, husband, it's great to die in your arms."

Xia Yunxue lost her voice, and the redness in Ye Beifeng's eyes gradually returned to normal.

Sensing Xia Yunxue's rapidly draining breath of life and looking at the blood on his hands, Ye Beifeng pushed Xia Yunxue away. The woman's face was terribly pale, "Xue'er, Xue'er!"

Ye Beifeng's mind went blank, and he knelt down on the ground, with blood continuously flowing from Xia Yunxue's abdomen. He looked at his palm, "Xue'er, you must be scaring me, you must be lying to me, right? Xue'er !"

Ye Beifeng suddenly clutched his chest, his body twitched violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He hit the floor with his fist, and the floor shattered. When he raised his head again, his eyes turned a terrifying blood red again. Hugging her in his arms, his big hot hands caressed her cheeks, and slowly leaned over to kiss her cold lips.

He slowly opened his hand, and dozens of silver needles lay in the palm of his hand.

"Honey, haven't you been asking me what I have learned in that year and Huangyin? I'll tell you now."

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