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Chapter 725 Senior Brother He Wants to Force Me to Jump off a Cliff 46
His senior brother had already separated his body and head, and these nightmares ran after him crookedly as if they hadn't killed enough!

...We must not let them catch up, he is still young, and he does not want to die so miserably.

For now, I can only use another thing to draw their attention away...

Liu Zheng was in a cold sweat, his eyes frantically wandered around, and finally, he fell on the slim figure on the top of the cliff.

One person is killing, two people are also killing, especially when he saw that the person was dressed in a frivolous and seductive way, and he was surrounded by demonic energy. He was obviously a demon cultivator, and he was overjoyed, and the last bit of hesitation and guilt dissipated.

This magician doesn't seem to be strong, after all, he has been standing here for so long, and he doesn't know how to run...

Liu Zheng was thinking in a mess, sword energy condensed in his hand, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood, pointing straight at Bai Lingyi, thousands of sword lights swept towards her suddenly.

However, when the sword blade made of spiritual power was about to slash at her, a palpitating aura suddenly gushed out from her body. It was not demonic energy or spiritual power, but an unprecedented, oppressive aura. A strong sense of power.

A spirit sword as thin as cicada's wings and as bright red as blood appeared silently in front of Bai Ling, and with a slight block, the spiritual energy emitted by Liu Zheng melted like ice in boiling water, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Liu Zheng was stunned, and after a while, his eyes suddenly widened in horror.

Not only because of the opponent's unfathomable strength, but also because of that sword...he knows it!

...There is nothing that can break a person's heart more than chasing a group of nightmares behind him and standing in front of a dead person who should have died.

He blurted out in shock: "This sword...you, are you Jifei?!"

The natal spirit sword is forged with the heart and soul of a cultivator. If the master dies, the sword will cease to exist, but this sword...

Bai Ling raised her eyes and glanced at him, a little surprised in her eyes, she looked at the clothes on this man, and remembered that he seemed to be an orthodox sect who had some contact with Hengyue Sect.

Young people in some sects are competitive and always want to surpass the No.1 Wen Jing of the younger generation in terms of fame. Wherever he goes, there are always people who want to challenge him.

At that time, Ji Fei saw that he was impatient with these things, so she volunteered to pass all the competitions. Her aptitude is not bad, and her resources are the top of the whole sect. In addition, she is the only daughter of the head of Hengyue Sect, so she has earned some reputation .

Unexpectedly, after "dead" for more than 100 years, there are still people who remember her.

Bai Ling raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and swung it forward casually. The movement was light and nimble, but the wind of the sword was cold and harsh, like an iceberg pressing down on his head.

Liu Zheng was caught off guard and let out a muffled snort. He fell over and barely landed on a protruding stone platform.

Nightmare let out a roar of excitement, and rushed towards them one by one.

He let out a horrified cry, and suddenly crushed the jade tablet on his waist, a layer of spiritual barrier with a diameter of two meters spread out to protect his body, Yan slowed down a step, his claws grabbed it, and made a few creaking sounds The toothache muffled sound.

Liu Zheng's whole body trembled, his eyes finally showed despair.

This jade card was given to him by his master before he left. It can only be used once, and the barrier cannot be moved with others.

Until the last moment, he would never be willing to use this life-saving thing, but he didn't want to come in for half an hour, and all his last life-saving means would be consumed here.

The demon cultivator on the top of the cliff, who was suspected of offering sacrifices to Fei, could never save himself. He...how on earth could he get out of here?

(End of this chapter)