Villain: The memory is exposed, and the heroine risked her life to accompany her

"Stop for me!"

Jian Suiyun's burst of shouts rang in Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, and also on the ruins of the Tiangong, in the ears of the monks watching the battle.

The moment the voice sounded, Lin Feng's already extremely slow movements froze instantly.

Seeing her elder brother not moving, Xiao Lin Chuxue forgot her fear.

She looked at Lin Feng worriedly, and said hoarsely:

"Brother! Wake up! You wake up!"

Xiaolin Chuxue was only a little over ten years old at that time, and her cultivation was only for Qi training.

But she is Lin Feng's younger sister after all, and she has been well-educated, and her knowledge is far deeper than that of her peers.

She could tell at a glance that Lin Feng's strange behavior at the moment came from his soul.

There are no techniques to speak of in the battle of spirits and souls, it all depends on head-to-head.

The strength of the soul itself is the foundation, and the will of the monk is the tenacity of this foundation.

Xiaolin Chuxue's strength is low, and her limbs are still sealed by blood energy, so she can't help Lin Feng fight against Jian Suiyun.

The only thing she can do is to use her own voice to stimulate Lin Feng's will to survive and enhance the resilience of Lin Feng's soul!
But before Xiaolin Chuxue yelled a few more times, the blood that trapped her split out, turned into a bloody palm, and directly gave her a big mouth, knocking her out.

"Your sister still cares about you, that's great!"

Jian Suiyun praised flatly, and then said:

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so touched by the deep brotherhood and sisterhood!"

"Don't struggle, give up. I will fulfill the previous agreement. After you wake up, I will let you devour your sister's flesh and blood and absorb the power of her blood."

"She's going to be a part of you, she's going to be with you forever, can there be a better outcome in this world?"

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Feng himself snorted coldly:
"Of course, killing you is the best result!"

Jian Suiyun was furious: "I don't know how to flatter you! There is a way to the heavens, but you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you come here! You want to die!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the blood mist in Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness exploded, and it was suppressed towards Lin Feng's soul.

Lin Feng resisted desperately, and the power of his soul was compressed inch by inch.

According to this situation, it will not take a stick of incense.

Lin Feng's self-consciousness will be completely suppressed by Jian Suiyun.

……

On the ruins of the Tiangong, the monks who saw this scene were stunned.

"How is this possible? The Emperor of Heaven was actually suppressed by that Jian Suiyun!"

"I can't believe my eyes. Although the Heavenly Emperor at this moment only has the strength of a Nascent Soul, he is a Heavenly Emperor after all! The Heavenly Emperor who shines through the ages! How could a small Huashen suppress his soul!"

"Before the Emperor of Heaven practiced cultivation, he beheaded a great power who was at the peak of transforming gods in Jingshan City. He must have someone behind him!"

The members of the Tianzhu League hated the actions of the Heavenly Emperor Lin Feng, but this did not affect their recognition and awe of Lin Feng's strength.

At this moment, I saw Lin Feng being suppressed by a little Huashen Xiexiu.

All the monks present were unacceptable.

Canzhu in the wind looked around and saw that most of the people showed disbelief on their faces.

His mind moved, and he felt that the opportunity to express himself had come.

As before, Canzhu lightly coughed twice in the wind, and more and more people came out.

Seeing this situation, everyone knew that the candle in the wind had high opinions, so they focused their eyes on him.

"The Emperor of Heaven at this time is no better than the Emperor of Heaven in Jingshan City!"

"In Jingshan City, although the Emperor of Heaven did not cultivate, he had two karmic bodies at that time! The power of the burning soul allowed him to cross the realm and kill the monk who was at the peak of transformation."

"It's here at Goddess Peak, at the Hehuan Sect's main hall."

"Although the Heavenly Emperor at this moment has reached the Nascent Soul realm, his innate divine sense is not there."

"You may not know that the battle of spirits and souls does not pay attention to techniques. It all depends on head-to-head combat. Only the spirits and the willpower of the monks can control the battle."

"The strength of the Heavenly Emperor's soul is not as strong as that of Jian Suiyun. It is normal to be suppressed."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the monks present changed drastically.

"You mean the Emperor of Heaven lost in the end? Aren't you talking nonsense!"

"It shouldn't be. If the Heavenly Emperor really loses and is 'awakened', how can Fairy Fuyao survive! She's already a sacrificial offering!"

"Don't compare blindly if you don't understand, bad luck."

Candles flutter in the wind and wave their hands:
"What's the hurry, did I say that the Heavenly Emperor lost?"

"Although the Heavenly Emperor's soul is not as good as that of Jian Suiyun, but his willpower is strong. I guess he must have relied on his willpower in the end to grind that Jian Suiyun to death!"

"This kind of thing sounds outrageous, but don't forget, he is the Emperor of Heaven!"

Everyone was astonished and wanted to refute, but felt that it made sense.

In the past eight years, under Bai Wuxia's coercion, they watched Lin Feng's practice without missing a scene.

For them, the Lin Feng in the picture at this moment has no secrets.

Under the circumstances, they couldn't find any other reason except for the possibility of strong willpower.

Lin Chuxue stared blankly at Lin Feng in the picture, her eyes were full of worry.

As a latecomer, although Lin Chuxue knew that Lin Feng would be the final winner.

But seeing her brother in danger, she couldn't help but worry about it.

Li Haoran frowned, he didn't believe the nonsense of Candle in the Wind.

No matter how strong a person's willpower is, there is a limit.

It is impossible to make up for the gap in the strength of the soul between Huashen and Yuanying.

Just like no matter how hard an ant struggles, it can't escape the golden juice poured down by a bear child.

Empress Jian Shui'er didn't care about the battle between souls.

At this moment, her mind is full of 'wake up'.

Jian Suiyun pointed at the altar and yelled out the phrase 'You!Stand up for me! ' kept echoing in her mind.

It changed her mind, in the Jian family's ancestral hall.

The glorious image of the ancestor altar that was destroyed ten thousand years ago.

Looking at the "struggling" Lin Feng in the picture, he tasted the different expressions of the monks on the ruins of the Tiangong.

Bai Wuxia snorted softly and said, "Ignorance!"

Bai Wuxia's voice was not loud, but she was caught by Candle in the Wind, who was always paying attention to the sound in the field.

The candle in the wind looked at Bai Wuxia:
"Ignorance? Sword Immortal Qingxuan, are you talking about me?"

"Hehe, Qingxuan Sword Immortal, if you have a good opinion, just say it, everyone can discuss it, the so-called reason..."

Canzhu in the wind didn't finish his sentence, but Bai Wuxia's cold eyes fixed him on the spot, unable to move.

"Ignorant fool! Are you worthy to discuss with me?"

"Do you know that Lin Feng is a sword cultivator?"

"Do you know the 21st floor of Sword Intent?"

"Do you know Chengche Jianxin?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The millions of monks on the ruins of the Tiangong stared wide-eyed and said in unison:
"impossible!"

"How old is he! How long has he been practicing! How could he master that level of sword intent!"

"We watched him cultivate. In the past eight years, he hasn't practiced swords! How could he have such a level of swordsmanship?"

Bai Wuxia looked around, with pride flashing in his eyes.

"Why does he need to practice swords, since he held that wooden sword, his sword is already the best in the world!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Li Haoran's pupils trembled:

"Bai Wuxia! Are you saying that the Heavenly Emperor was born with a clear sword heart?"

Bai Wuxia turned her head and smiled proudly:
"Yes, otherwise, why would he be my master?"

When the voice fell to the ground, Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness was full of sword intent.

buzzing...

The invisible sword energy intertwined, and after a while, they combined into Lin Feng's appearance.

Then, Lin Feng drew with his right hand.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the wind is surging!
The blazing sword light flickered, instantly evaporating the blood mist that covered the sky and the sun.

In the hall, Lin Feng's eyes glowed with sword light, and he regained control of his body.

With a bang, the wooden sword pierced through the air, piercing Jian Suiyun who had just condensed his body.

Jian Suiyun had a look of disbelief.

"This! This is Sword 21!"

"You actually have such mastery in swordsmanship!"

After the two sentences were finished, Jian Suiyun's face suddenly became uglier than eating shit.

He opened his mouth in astonishment, gnashing his teeth:

"You deliberately don't use your full strength!"

"You analyze me!"