Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Just when everyone was scolding Yuan Shaoqin for being shameless and feeling that Ye Xiaochuan was doomed.

The Xuanfang Divine Sword did not stab, but stayed about two feet behind Ye Xiaochuan. As long as the sharp sword edge was passed forward, it would pierce Ye Xiaochuan's chest.

However, the sword finally stopped.

Yuan Shaoqin.

No matter when it comes, he will still be Yuan Shaoqin.

That aloof and unruly Yuan Shaoqin.

He can play tricks and tricks with Ye Xiaochuan openly, telling Ye Xiaochuan that there are more than 400 people from the Thousand Faces Sect in the alliance, and telling Ye Xiaochuan that every disciple of the Thousand Faces Sect has a bottle that can poison a thousand cultivators. The seven insects and seven flower poisons.

But his pride did not allow him to attack others from behind.

A sneak attack was the most shameful thing he thought.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan was in a very embarrassed state. If he stabbed him with this sword, his decades of pride would be gone.

Quiet, everything is quiet.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the square raised their heads and looked at the strange scene in the sky.

Yun Qiyou had already drawn out the Chen-Zhanping Divine Sword and was about to rush forward. At this moment, he also stopped stepping forward to rescue his lover.

In front of everyone, Ye Xiaochuan's figure suddenly began to distort, as if cheese was melting, and quickly disappeared.

Everyone was shocked, Yuan Shaoqin was even more stunned.

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan's voice came from behind Yuan Shaoqin: "Why don't you stab this sword?"

Yuan Shaoqin slowly turned his head and saw Ye Xiaochuan spreading his black wings, and at some point, he was hanging about three feet in the air behind him.

Yuan Shaoqin said with difficulty: "Is this the power of the Demon Wings?"

Ye Xiaochuan did not answer, but still said what he said just now: "Why don't you stab me with this sword?"

Yuan Shaoqin said: "Because I am Yuan Shaoqin."

Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said seriously: "I like your answer."

Yuan Shaoqin asked: "What do you mean?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Morality and justice must never be lost at any time. You are Yuan Shaoqin, and you are my enemy, but I respect you as an enemy."

Yuan Shaoqin suddenly smiled and said: "Both and each other. You haven't answered my question yet."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Yes, this is the power of the Demon Wings. It helped me open the door to the universe and let me see the power of the universe."

Yuan Shaoqin glanced at the huge black and yellow bell in front of him and said, "Who is this bell?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Clock."

Yuan Shaoqin's eyes flashed, and he nodded and said: "Even the ancient treasures of creation are in your body. It seems that you are really the legendary savior. Junior brother Xiaochuan, I lost, and I am convinced that I lost."

After saying that, Yuan Shaoqin turned the Xuanfang Divine Sword upside down and slashed towards his own neck.

Beauty grows old.

The end of the hero.

Yuan Shaoqin's fight with Ye Xiaochuan today, no matter he wins or loses, there is only one ending, death.

People often say that you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and you can never save a person who wants to die.

However, something unexpected seemed to have happened at this moment.

Because the sword in Yuan Shaoqin's hand suddenly disappeared when he was about to chop off his head.

No one noticed what was going on. The Xuanfang Divine Sword had appeared in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, and Ye Xiaochuan was still standing there. The difference was that his wings were half open just now, but now they are open. Except for Xuan Ying, Li Ziye, Hua Wuyou and masters in the realm of immortality like Yu Jizi, no one else could see clearly how Ye Xiaochuan managed to seize Yuan Shaoqin's hand with a teleportation from a distance of three feet. The sword returned to its original place

of.

If Ye Xiaochuan's demon wings hadn't been spread out at this moment, everyone would have thought they were dazzled.

Speed, unparalleled speed!

Yuan Shaoqin looked at Ye Xiaochuan and said hoarsely: "What are you doing? Do you still want to humiliate me?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "If you had struck down that sword just now, you would have died today. But you didn't."

Yuan Shaoqin chuckled: "Do you still want to spare my life? If I am alive, it will be difficult for you to protect the person you want to protect."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "If you die, your secrets will be buried forever. If you live, you won't say a word." Yuan Shaoqin laughed loudly and shouted: "Ye Xiaochuan, you are indeed a person, but today I will definitely die. Your demon wings are too fast. I can't kill myself in front of you. If you want me to die more decently, then you can.

It's up to you to do it. If I die by your sword, I, Yuan Shaoqin, will live my life in vain. "

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I won't kill you."

After saying that, he turned to look at Ning Xiangruo and others in the distance, and said: "I agreed to duel with you because I was afraid that you would hurt those senior sisters who treat me like sisters and mothers. You killed Uncle Jingshui." , your life or death is not up to me.”

"I come!"

Ning Xiangruo emerges from the crowd.

Yuan Shaoqin looked at Ning Xiangruo, who was flying over, and suddenly became unusually calm.

There seems to be a hint of tenderness and compassion.

From the beginning to the end, the person Yuan Shaoqin loved was not without tears.

But Ning Xiangruo.

If it hadn't happened back then, these two people might have gotten together long ago.

"Why didn't you die?"

"Why don't you die?"

This was the first thing Ning Xiangruo said when she saw Yuan Shaoqin's true appearance this morning.

Yuan Shaoqin loves Ning Xiangruo.

Similarly, Ning Xiangruo never forgot her.

She wanted to kill Yuan Shaoqin to avenge her master, at least that was the reason in the eyes of outsiders.

There is another reason.

She loved Yuan Shaoqin deeply, and she didn't want to see him being humiliated.

If Yuan Shaoqin survived today, God knows how Cangyunmen would torture and humiliate him.

The Purple Sun God Dagger broke through the air, drew a beautiful arc, and stabbed Yuan Shaoqin.

Yuan Shaoqin smiled, a very warm smile, and then closed his eyes to welcome death.

Perhaps dying in the hands of his beloved woman can be completely liberated.

Ye Xiaochuan sighed in his heart.

Yuan Shaoqin is a peerless figure of his generation, but unfortunately, today he is at the end of his heroic road.

"No!"

A shrill scream came from below.

I saw a figure like light and lightning, blocking Yuan Shaoqin.

The Purple Sun God Dagger sank into the figure with a puff.

Yuan Shaoqin, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the slender back in front of him.

A woman.

A beautiful, young woman.

Yuan Xiaolou.

Yuan Xiaolou slowly turned her head and looked at Yuan Shaoqin.

Suddenly her body trembled, and a stream of blood slowly flowed out of her mouth.

Yuan Shaoqin looked at Yuan Xiaolou, and at the horrible wound that penetrated her chest, he was stunned.

Ye Xiaochuan was also stunned. He was busy dealing with the remnants of the Qianmianmen and Yuan Shaoqin today, and he actually forgot about Yuan Xiaolou.

Yuan Xiaolou's body trembled again, covered the wound with her hand, looked at Ye Xiaochuan, and said softly: "Mr. Ye..."

Just after saying three words, blood spurted out of her mouth again.

But she still insisted on finishing what she wanted to say.

"Mr. Ye, use Xiaolou's life in exchange for his life..." After saying that, her body suddenly lost vitality and fell down.