Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

His palms were long and thin, trembling with pain.

Seeing that he was about to touch the top of Bairen's head, he suddenly heard loud curses coming from not far away.

"Feng Xianjun, why are you hugging that evil beast, aren't you afraid of getting your hands dirty? Kill him quickly."

"I said a long time ago that none of the remnants of the Sword Beast Clan can be left behind!"

Feng Zhaoming withdrew his palm and raised his head.

In the rain curtain, densely packed monks stood.

They gathered around the bipolar execution tower.

At the beginning, I just watched Feng Zhaoming execute Bai Ren to death.

Because Feng Zhaoming's actions were too ruthless and decisive, everyone seemed to be frozen, and no one spoke.

Only then did he make a sound.

Feng Zhaoming swept his eyes, taking a panoramic view of the surrounding monks.

He said softly: "Can't kill."

"What did you say?!"

"Feng Xianjun, I thought you had come to your senses, but I didn't expect you to be so confused."

"Why not kill?"

Feng Zhaoming resisted the pain in his chest that was about to burst, and spoke slowly: "Bai Ren only signed a contract with a mortal to dig out his soul. This mortal was named Li Yingying. Although he regretted it later, Bai Ren forcibly took away his soul. But Before the reincarnation, Bai Ren was forgiven, and the past was never blamed."

The crowd made a fuss.

"Ridiculous! Feng Xianjun, you actually speak for this crooked way?"

"You are the head of the eight immortals of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, the future Zhu Ming Immortal Venerable. Such words are really not appropriate."

Feng Zhaoming said neither humble nor overbearing: "I am not biased, the fact is so."

"Damn the remnants of the Sword Beast Clan!"

Feng Zhaoming knelt and sat under the White Stone Pagoda, the heavy rain fell drop by drop along the fairy lord's blue silk.

His eyes were firm, and he hugged Bairen with an uncompromising expression.

When Feng Zhaoming spoke again, it was like a bolt from the blue, and everyone outside the tower was caught off guard.

Just listen to Xianjun's word for word:

"I want to be with Bairen. If anyone wants to kill him, I will fight with me and step over Zhaoming's corpse."

"..."

The monks were full of surprise and astonishment, not daring to say anything:

"Feng Xianjun, you are so confused! Why do you want to get involved with the remnants of the sword beast that everyone shouts and beats. You are the seed of the immortal, so this is good..."

Someone said with pain and hatred: "You...you do this, can you be worthy of your late master Dongkun Immortal Lord?"

Feng Zhaoming lowered his eyes and said nothing.He exerted all his strength in his arms, trying to lift Bairen from the ground.

But he was seriously injured, and he didn't even pick him up in this hug, and blood dripped down Feng Zhaoming's lips.

If it wasn't for the tight hug, Bairen would definitely fall down.It is conceivable that Feng Zhaoming suffered multiple injuries just now when Li Yingying's soul was rescued.

"Feng Zhaoming!"

A monk with a big sword on his back stood out from the crowd.

He was wearing a blue robe, and he was Feng Zigang, the suzerain of Kaiyuan Xianzong.

Then I heard him say: "Sinful Immortal Bairen is my person who opened up the immortal sect. He deviated from the scriptures and made a big mistake, and his crime should be punished!"

With that said, Feng Zigang turned his right hand backwards, and slowly drew out the fairy sword on his back.

"The Kaiyuan Immortal Sect can never tolerate such a demon monk living in the world, and he will definitely kill Bairen today. If you want to protect him, come and eat me with a sword!"

Feng Zigang was ambitious, and finally promoted Kaiyuan Jianzong to Xianzong. He must not let others have the opportunity to criticize Kaiyuan Xianzong at such a critical moment.

Feng Zhaoming knelt and sat next to Bairen, soaked all over his body. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and said softly:

"it is good."

Feng Zigang's original aggressive attitude gradually became serious, his hand holding the sword tightened, obviously he was not very willing to fight Feng Zhaoming seriously.

But seeing the wet blood on Feng Zhaoming's clothes, Feng Zigang gritted his teeth, raised his feet, and was about to step forward.

"Hold on."

A tall monk turned around, bowed respectfully to Immortal Lord Chang Sheng, and said, "Sect Master Feng, how should I say, Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming is also a member of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. Immortal Master Chang Sheng Before you can speak, you have to start, hehehe... Do you not take him seriously, or do you think that your status in Kaiyuan Xianzong is higher than that of Zhengyang Xianzong?"

Hearing this, Feng Zigang's expression suddenly changed.

Disrespecting the Immortal Lord is a serious crime.

When this Immortal Lord Changsheng was still Xuanying Immortal Venerable, he was criticized for his eccentric temperament. Although Xuanying Immortal Venerable looked smiling on the outside, no one knew when this Immortal Venerable would stab someone in the back.

After ascending to the Immortal Lord, the problem of inconsistency between the outside and the outside seems to be getting more and more serious.

Immortal Master Chang Sheng must not be held accountable.

Thinking of this, Feng Zigang stepped back again and again, and bowed to Immortal Master Changsheng:

"Your minister is guilty, please punish Changsheng Immortal Lord."

Not far away, Immortal Lord Chang Sheng was dressed in white, watching with great interest the bloody scene under the double pole execution tower.

He waved his hand without even looking at Feng Zigang.

"Feng Xianjun, you are so protective of sinful immortals, but you are determined to betray Zhengyang Xianzong."

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled twice: "Have you really thought about it?"

As soon as Immortal Lord Changsheng said this, everyone gasped in unison.

Qingfeng and Mingyue blushed, although they knew that they could not interrupt this situation, they still yelled: "Xianjun, don't do it!"

Among the crowd was a woman in a lavender robe, wearing jade pearls on her head that could only be adorned by a noble family.

Fairy Lian Longyu's eyes were like stars, staring at Feng Zhaoming's every move, her hands clutched the handkerchief tightly, appearing quite eager.

But seeing Feng Zhaoming's expression remained still, he nodded again, and said slowly:

"...From now on, there will be no 'Phoenix Immortal Monarch' in the world, only the rebellious cultivator Feng Zhaoming. Except for the Nine Questions Immortal Sword, all the pills and treasures on Zhaoming's body will be returned to the Xianzong."

After saying that, Feng Zhaoming threw forward the spiritual pouch that he had already prepared, and sent it to Immortal Lord Chang Sheng.

The hopeful look in Lian Longyu's eyes was like a lamp being extinguished, and she became lifeless in an instant.

She clenched her teeth, a dark emotion rushed from her dantian to her chest, almost burning Lian Longyu to death.

"Okay." Immortal Lord Chang Sheng smiled, straightened up suddenly, walked towards Feng Zhaoming, and said in his mouth: "If you can accept my three tricks, today, I will let you take Bai Ren away .In ten years, no monks will be sent to chase and kill you two. Feng Zhaoming, do you dare to accept it?"

Feng Zhaoming silently put Bairen in his arms on the blue and white stone slab.

The torrential rain hit Bairen's pale face.

Feng Zhaoming looked down for a long time, then stretched out his hand to stroke Bairen's hair.

Then holding the sword in his right hand, he stood up long.

A flame shot up from Bairen's body and gradually merged to form an orange flame barrier, firmly protecting Bairen in the center.

His back is as firm and resolute as the Nine Questions Immortal Sword in his hand.

"—Zhaoming takes orders."

In Zhengyang Immortal Sect, the double-pole execution towers are no longer barren. Countless monks gathered under the twin towers, in a cluster, as if they were watching from the sidelines.

At the center of the crowd were two monks in white robes.

They wear the same white clothes, but their styles are very different.

Feng Zhaoming, who usually wears a red battle robe, now gave the battle robe to Bai Ren, and he was wearing a white obscene garment, which was soaked in blood, quite embarrassing.

And Chang Sheng's hair is combed high, her clothes are neat and gorgeous, and there is a round fairy jewel on her belt. Compared with Feng Zhaoming, she is really a heaven and a ground.

I saw Feng Zhaoming holding the Nine Questions Immortal Sword in his hand, stepping forward step by step, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"That's a good way to fight."

The Immortal Lord Chang Sheng opened his slender eyes, and his robes fluttered, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Come and try this trick."

Immortal Lord Changsheng's right hand fingertips suddenly shot out a dazzling white light.

Immortal Art - Nangying Yingxue!

This move is one of the attacking methods that Immortal Master Changsheng became famous for. When using it, the fluorescent light flickers with cold pressure. As the number of fluorescent flashes increases, the offensive becomes more powerful.

The fluorescent lights on Chang Sheng's fingertips seemed to be alive, breathing and flickering at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, there were nearly a hundred flashes.

"go."

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng scolded softly, pointed the fingers of his right hand at Feng Zhaoming, and tapped lightly.

Countless silver balls of light roared towards Feng Zhaoming.

Seeing the wind, the light grew bigger, at first it was only the size of a fingertip, but when it reached three steps away from Feng Zhaoming, it was like a moon hanging in the sky, and it was picked off out of thin air.

The surrounding air was so tight that it seemed to be able to hear the sound of breaking.

After one ball of light, countless more balls of light flooded in.

The air pressure is overwhelming.

Feng Zhaoming dare not neglect.

He held a sword in his right hand, and the blade shone with a sharp light.

As the light faded, nine Tai Chi Yin-Yang patterns emerged.

The yin-yang fish on the first yin-yang pattern seems to be alive, moving around the body of the sword.

After the first Yin-Yang pattern circulated for the entire week, Feng Zhaoming held the sword like a slow stroke, and lightly slashed at the light ball in front of him from top to bottom.

Zheng——

There was only the sharp sound of cutting iron like mud, the ball of light was cut off from the center by Feng Zhaoming, and split into two semicircles.

Then it exploded.

In the strong wind, Feng Zhaoming's black hair danced wildly, and his robe shook.

The monks were in an uproar.

"Next!"

"Feng Zhaoming actually used the Nine Questions Immortal Sword to take Yingyingxue, the bag of Immortal Master Chang Sheng."

"It's amazing. He is young, but he deserves to be called No.1 in Zhengwuzhou's combat power."

During the conversation, Feng Zhaoming did not move slowly.

Once the left hand is released, the right hand swings upwards obliquely in the opposite direction.

The first Yin-Yang pattern stopped slumped, and it was the turn of the second Yin-Yang fish pattern to swim wildly.

There was another chopping sound, and the second ball of light exploded three steps in front of Feng Zhaoming.

And then the third, the fourth...

Feng Zhaoming's movements were obviously nothing special, it was just a normal swing of a sword.

However, the astonishing formidable power in the slashing pose also showed that he had gone all out to deal with Immortal Lord Chang Sheng.

A monk pointed out to the younger generation:

"Feng Zhaoming didn't use his spiritual power to perform moves at this time. What really blocked Nangying Yingxue was the fairy sword in his hand, Jiuwen. According to legend, the first master of Jiuwen Xianjian cast this sword into the world Later, I suddenly felt something, looked up to the sky and asked myself, but couldn't answer the nine questions I asked, and finally died of depression, but achieved the reputation of the nine questions."

"The Nine Questions Immortal Sword is famous, but Taifu didn't come out, so there is no sword that can compete with it. Over the years, except for Feng Zhaoming, no one can subdue this sword. Everyone said that it was because no monk could Answer the nine questions asked by the first master of the Immortal Sword when he was dying."

The junior monk asked: "In this case... Did Feng Zhaoming become the master of the nine questions just after answering those nine questions?"

"If you can answer nine, that would be great. The reason why the Nine Questions Immortal Sword is ranked second in the list of immortal swords is because this sword can perform moves on its own, not to mention its mighty power, and more importantly, it does not need to be activated by the master. With spiritual power, you can protect the Lord by yourself." The monk said solemnly:

"But it's a pity that Feng Zhaoming has only answered eight questions so far. Therefore, the nine questions can only perform eight tricks on their own, and they can't be continuous. Protect Feng Zhaoming behind the sword. Now Feng Zhaoming has killed six tricks in total. A sac Ying Yingxue. Without two moves, eight moves will be full."

"After the eight forms are full, they can't run in circles, and there is a gap in the middle. What level of fairy art is Nangying Yingxue, and what kind of person is Changsheng Immortal Master. In the fierce battle, there is no room for the slightest gap... In short, Feng Zhaoming will definitely lose!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was like responding to the monk's conjecture.

The yin and yang patterns floating on Feng Zhaoming's sword suddenly became violent, causing Feng Zhaoming's spiritual energy to rush around.

Feng Zhaoming's body trembled and he calmed down.

His combat talent was truly astonishing, he stepped back with his right leg and changed his position.

Then quickly turn to the left.

"not good!"

Some monks saw Feng Zhaoming colliding with a ball of light, they were so frightened that their liver and gallbladder burst.

The aura of this ball of light is so powerful, if Feng Zhaoming hit it with his body, even with the body of a fairy, he might be seriously injured and near death.

However, the ball of light that was heading straight towards Feng Zhaoming suddenly vibrated violently and made a rumbling sound at a place less than one step away from him at the very moment.

The ball of light almost brushed Feng Zhaoming's hair and flew upwards. Not long after, the ball of light exploded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that these light spheres were attracted by Feng Zhaoming, and they kept approaching.

However, they do not have intelligence, under Feng Zhaoming's constant guidance, the light spheres hit each other two by two, and all of them exploded.

All of this is simple to say, but it takes a lot of courage and talent to do it.

Even Chang Sheng applauded in surprise.

"This Phoenix Immortal...Feng Zhaoming...has so much talent!"

"Could it be possible for him to tie with Changsheng Immortal Lord?"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhaoming suddenly knelt down on one knee, a mouthful of blood almost gushing out from his mouth.

Feng Zhaoming covered his mouth with his hands, and countless blood flowed down between his fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"what……"

Everyone groaned in unison, and someone regretted: "After all, he was injured too badly."

"It won't last long."

"I'm about to give up, how can he take the move of the Immortal Lord?"