After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

--kiss--

Everyone calls Zhou Feng to beat them now, they are well-known teachers, so they are naturally unscrupulous, if there are immortals outside the small world, if they open their eyes, they will be able to see the greed and evil thoughts churning inside, filling the entire interface.

The reason why the small world is a small world is because the people in it are incomplete and unstable, and they are most prone to collapse.

Zhou Feng thought that it would be difficult to meet Xuan Zhe in this life, but he never thought that he would see those familiar eyebrows again after half a year.

He even wondered if it was because Xuan Zhe had changed his mind, if it was because he had other problems before, but now he has relieved his burden.

Although he had waited very hard, it was not too late to come to him now, Zhou Feng could afford to wait.

The joyful eyes met the cold eyes, it turned out that he was too stupid and naive.

"You have become a demon." Xuan Zhe's tone was affirmative, without giving Zhou Feng any room or leeway to explain.

Zhou Feng wanted to say that he didn't, it was just that there was a bit of evil spirit in his flesh and blood, but he really wasn't possessed.

Those people were killed because they were greedy for a certain knife, their greed was overwhelming, and their mouths were always unclean, saying some words that slandered Xuan Zhe.

He said, would Xuanzhe believe it?

A pair of washed eyes, clean, innocent, and full of admiration for him.

Xuan Zhe gripped the wooden and stone sword tightly, the sword was out of the sheath, and the tip of the sword was pointing down. "In the small world, there cannot be a cultivator who leads the way but goes astray."

There were a lot of people who came, and they made a lot of noise, and the former teachers had become his enemies now, Yan Ruyu stood silently beside the head of Xifeng Mountain, without saying a word.

Xuanzhe raised his sword, ready to stab.

Zhou Feng stood there stupidly, motionless, he didn't have a knife, and he didn't have any weapons to resist.

The protector of the divine soldier in the knife mound was about to come to cover him, but Xuan Zhe also used his immortal power to throw him away.

He pierced his chest with a sword.

It was Yan Ruyu's chest.

Zhou Feng was already prepared. He heard the sound of flesh being pierced, but the pain was not as painful as he had imagined. He opened his eyes and watched in disbelief that the familiar white clothes fell to the ground, hoarse. "Brother."

He only had time to grab a piece of Yan Ruyu's clothes, and he staggered and fell to the ground together with him.

"Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry. Senior brother... leaked your whereabouts, now, now I will pay you back."

After Yan Ruyu stumbled and said this, she wanted to reach out and touch the junior brother's head as usual, but she didn't have the strength after all.Zhou Feng shook his hand back tremblingly, shaking it gently like when he was a child.

Zhou Feng held Yan Ruyu's body in his arms, and slowly closed his unrepentant eyes with his hands, in a low voice. "I know, but I forgive you, brother."

In the past, although Yan Ruyu treated him well, he was still from Xifeng. Zhou Feng had expected that he would have a day when many relatives would betray him, and he didn't want to embarrass his senior brother, but...

He is always in trouble.

"You killed my senior brother." Zhou Feng stood up unsteadily, with Yan Ruyu's body at his feet, his voice was hoarse, not as gentle as before.

Zhou Feng held the blade of Xuan Zhe's stabbing sword in his hand, and pushed it out of Yan Ruyu's chest bit by bit.

The bright red blood dripped down Xuanzhe's wooden and stone sword, and Xuanzhe began to feel flustered for no reason. Obviously everything was planned, but suddenly there was a change, but he couldn't show it on the surface.

"He brought it on himself."

"You want to kill me." Zhou Feng's tone was flat, but he couldn't help it. He just wanted to laugh up to the sky, and there was no need to shed tears.

Zhou Feng has lost a certain sword, which has been shattered into stars in the sky, but he still has a sword will and will never admit defeat.

Xuan Zhe was speechless, Zhou Feng was right, he just wanted to kill him.

"I want to compete with you to avenge my senior brother. If I lose, I am willing to gamble and admit defeat." Zhou Feng broke off a peach branch from the saber mound with his bare hands, and used it as a blade, which was a starting action.

"You can't beat me." Xuan Zhe withdrew the wooden and stone sword, and the edge slashed across Zhou Feng's palm.

As expected of an Immortal Sword, the majestic sword energy seeps into the pulse along the wound after cutting through the flesh.

"Then you have to try." Zhou Feng raised his lips and smiled, his wanton flair didn't reach the corners of his eyes and brows, his pupils were full of sadness.

If one were to endow a peach branch with a sword intent, one would only need a dead branch and no peach petals would be needed. He picked up a branch of peach blossom, and it floated down into the air, blurring Xuan Zhe's eyebrows.

Xuan Zhe came up with his sword in hand, Zhou Feng resisted with his sword.

He has sword intent, and Zhou Feng also has sword intent.

But immortals have swords known as wood and stone, but Zhou Feng has no sword, and the peach branch supported by the thick sword is broken under the wood and stone sword.

Zhou Feng touched the ground with his toes, using Qinggong to be forced by Xuan Zhe's sword intent to retreat all the way until it was impossible to retreat.

The unexpected loss, Zhou Feng himself said, the defeat is also calm.

The sword intent was directly in front of his eyes, and it was only one step away from penetrating into his chest, entering his chest inch by inch, this is a kind of torture.

I used to watch wood and stone swords from a long distance, and whenever I had a whim, I asked Xuanzhe to take them out for him to touch and play with.In those times, it was praised for its sharpness and Xuanzhe's excellent swordsmanship.

Now that I have personally experienced this, I feel that the wood and stone sword is pierced in my heart, and it is really heartbreaking.

Zhou Feng knelt on the ground with one knee, his eyes were red, his tone was difficult and fierce, and he looked up at the immortal in white.

He clearly gritted his teeth, but because of the serious injury, he lacked any momentum, his energy was too weak, and he only just started, that's two words.

"if……"

Before he finished speaking, his strength was exhausted. The wood and stone sword absorbed too much of his vitality, and it is still stuck in Zhou Feng's chest.

He fell to the ground, blinked his eyes lightly, was at a loss for a moment, and closed his eyes calmly at the last moment of his life, already dying of breath.

In this life, Xuan Zhe will never know what his unfinished words are.

what is it.

If, again, he would not save him, Zhou Feng would not save Xuan Zhe.

They might run into each other, pass each other one afternoon, but it would never be like this.

The immortal was as cold as ice, and his hostility and coldness were only much more than before. He simply and neatly drew out his sword, turned his back, and announced to the world.

"Now that the small world is complete and the devil has been eliminated, I will ascend immediately and go back to Mu."

The sky buzzed, and a huge gray vortex descended from the sky out of thin air. The gray vortex was always circling, attracting everyone's attention.

The clouds on the horizon were torn apart, and the distant Huoshao clouds were connected together, painting the sky into a colorful painting.

Gradually, the barrier that has been hidden in front of everyone in the small world is gradually revealed, separated from the surrounding air, it is clearly a transparent connection, but everyone knows that there is a barrier somewhere.

Xuan Zhe spun the flying sword, stepped on the clouds to form layers of stairs, and climbed up to the sky step by step. He faced a certain place in the void without any emotion. "Little Tiandao dares to plot against me, and isn't he afraid that I will break your roots?"

The air became waves, swaying circles and ripples, spreading thousands of miles away, but no one could understand what kind of response this was.

I only know that on that day, the immortal sent down the wrath of thunder, splitting the heavenly path with a sword, completely breaking the barrier between the small world and the big world, so that everyone in this small world can ascend as long as they have enough cultivation.

Everyone wept with joy, and praised Xuanzhe as the No. 1 pioneer. It was because of Xuanzhe that the barrier between this world and the big world was broken, and people in the small world could fly into the big world.They were overjoyed for a moment, and then they were stared at by a cold gaze.

The immortal's eyes were heavy, and they pressed heavily on the shoulders of those prostrate mortals. They didn't dare to breathe, and they all held their breath.

There is even no doubt that if the breathing is heavier, the immortal will kill all the creatures in their small world to be buried with his anger.

But hesitating for some reason, still harboring scruples, Xuan Zhe finally did not focus on them, but lightly landed on the swordsman whose heart had been pierced by his sword before.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the immortal walked step by step, unswervingly, towards the devil who died under the wooden and stone sword, and then gently knelt on the ground.

Everyone dared to say that his expression was indistinguishable, but anyone with eyes knew that this lofty immortal also had moments of sadness.

He should be extremely sad, there was finally a crack on Sulai's delicate and cold face.

The immortal stretched out his fingertips tremblingly, brushed across the brows that were already stained with a lot of blood, and stayed on the thin lips.

It is said that thin lips are thin and affectionate. Although Zhou Feng has thin lips, he is affectionate and righteous. It can be seen that those common sayings in the world cannot be taken seriously at all.

Before that, he said so many things against his will, and he didn't know if Zhou Feng, a fool, took it seriously.

Xuan Zhe covered Zhou Feng's wound, as if he wanted to use this method to stop his bleeding, but the effect was obviously ineffective, so what if he is a fairy, how can he take care of a dead person?

He picked up Zhou Feng's body, although the strength he used was very light, but it was heavier than wood and stone swords, heavier than the world, so heavy that he almost couldn't straighten his waist, so he simply lowered his head and pressed against Zhou Feng's forehead.

Mumbling to himself, I don't know what he is muttering, or in other words, everyone actually knows what he is talking about, but they pretend to be deaf and dumb without saying anything, because it is the oath of the immortal.

"I'll take you away, take you back to the grasslands, split open the heavenly path, and find out the flies and dogs hiding in it."

"As long as, as long as you can forgive me."

"Xiao Zhou, don't leave me."

He lowered his head, and imprinted a kiss on the pale lips with nostalgia, which had always been warm and soft before.

Although it was cold now, Xuanzhe felt that all the time could be spent on this kiss.