The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

"He won't go with you."

Fang Qiyu landed on the viewing platform, took two steps forward, but shielded Shen Zhihan behind him without any trace, and directly faced Xie Changliu: "I don't know if Shen Xin Mozun came to the Jingwei Academy to ask for a fight, or Small talk?"

"Heh," Xie Changliu's smile turned cold, but he didn't answer him, but his gaze passed the man in Tsing Yi and landed on Shen Zhihan, "Dear... don't let me say it a second time."

"Fang said," Fang Qiyu directly blocked Shen Zhihan behind his back, "Qing Yun will not go with you!"

The two were at war, and Fang Qiyu's temperament was originally gentle like water, but at this moment due to emotional fluctuations, it became like a rough sea, and the surging water subtly dissipated the coercion and hostility released by the other party indiscriminately one by one.

The same is always smiling, one is coquettish and treacherous than poppy, and the other is clean and elegant, comparable to a fairy in a painting.The strong contrast between the two and the coercion of the secret confrontation finally silenced the viewing platform. Shen Zhihan looked at Fang Qiyu's back, but suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look down the stage.

——The slender back that seems to be standing like a jade tree is gone!

Shen Zhihan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned his eyes to look for it, and saw an extremely swift black shadow flying towards the high platform like a bird, and the target was the Soul-fixing Orb floating in mid-air!

He immediately pulled Fang Qiyu's sleeve without thinking, and said loudly: "Qiyu! Soul-fixing pearl!!!"

His shout caused everyone to turn their heads, even Fang Qiyu was taken aback - he didn't even notice where the person flying to the high platform came from!

However, Xie Changliu raised his eyebrows the moment he saw the black shadow, and said "tsk", his words were a little irritated: "Why is it him?"

Although the first reaction of Guixian Liuxiang who stayed on the high platform was to force people back, but she has been filled with ink for ten thousand years, and her level of fighting people is not as good as ink who has just reached the golden core stage. rather.

Therefore, with a wave of the other party's hand, the spiritual pressure was easily pushed back, and the woman in yellow was forced back a few steps instead.

The volume of Shen Zhihan's voice was not small, and it was obvious that the man had heard it. Shen Zhihan stared at his figure closely, and saw that the other party stood still and tilted his head slightly, revealing his thin and sharp lips and chin, while the upper half of his face , but was completely covered by a black mask.

The light seemed to be as fragile as an extremely thin gold leaf in his pupils, and it shattered before it could illuminate the darkness under his eyes.

The moment their eyes met, it actually gave people the illusion of being in an endless abyss.

Everyone's heart sank.

Although Liu Xiang doesn't know how to fight, she can limit the movement of ordinary people just by releasing coercion based on her cultivation base, but the comers are not affected by it at all, and on the contrary, they waved them back!

In the world of comprehension, there are more monks in the Jindan Nascent Soul stage, and there are only a few monks in the out-of-body stage who are more powerful, and there are no more than fifty monks in the distraction stage like Shen Zhihan!

There are very few people who have reached the top of the stage of distraction, and they can be counted on ten fingers!The four sect masters, the Sangong Mozun, and Gui Xianliuxiang have all shown their faces. So far, in the scope of the world's understanding, there is only one person whose cultivation has become a mystery—the master of the demon domain, Feng Feng. No mercy!

For some reason, Shen Zhihan immediately recalled the portrait of the Sword Immortal on the ground floor of Jinglou.

Also only the lower half of the face was exposed, and the pupils were also bright and golden. Although the outlines of the two were not very similar, in Shen Zhihan's eyes they almost overlapped.

——I finally saw it, the last incarnation of all the dark sides of the hero Mu Yichen gathered in the setting! !

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and there was no way to fight against the enemy. Liu Xiang, the second-highest cultivation base in the fairy world, was useless in front of the Demon Lord.

He didn't say much, but Fang Qiyu immediately understood, raised his right hand, and the jade bone fracture fan appeared in his hand.Shen Zhihan summoned Qionghua, and the two immediately urged their spiritual power to fly up, wanting to meet the enemy together.

Xie Changliu, who had been watching the show with his arms folded, narrowed his eyes at this moment, and chuckled softly: "My dear, where are you going?"

Fang Qiyu is about the same strength as him, both in the middle and late stages of the fit, but Shen Zhihan is much worse!

Therefore, Xie Changliu simply stretched out his hand to grab it, and Shen Zhihan, whose feet had just left the ground, suddenly felt a weight on his body, and his whole body fell downwards, almost falling to the ground.

At the same time, the fiery red figure in the crowd flashed suddenly, before Shen Zhihan could stand still, his left wrist was grabbed by a strong force.

"My heart," Xie Changliu's voice rang in my ears, "this deity's patience is limited."

Facing danger's instinctive reaction, Shen Zhihan swung his sword across without thinking, but Xie Changliu raised his other hand, and easily pinched Qionghua's clear sword tip!

"That's not good—"

Xie Changliu narrowed his eyes slightly, but the smile on his face became even bigger. Shen Zhihan raised his head subconsciously, and just bumped into the cold and sharp eyes of the other party: "My dear, is it true that I dote on you too much?"

In Xie Changliu's hands, Shen Zhihan was struggling to think of a way out, but in Fang Qiyu's side, he waved his fan at the high platform from a distance, Liu Xiang immediately joined forces with him to set up the prison, and Feng Bumin's hand stretched out towards Dinghunzhu was immediately caught Blocked out.

The icy golden eyes were like animal pupils, Feng Bumin turned his head and glanced coldly again, but paused when he passed Xuanyi Daozi in the crowd.

When Fang Qiyu saw that he withdrew his hand, his heart relaxed, and he was about to turn around to rescue Shen Zhihan, but the figure on the high platform was just an illusion.

But in the blink of an eye, Shen Zhihan found that his right arm holding the sword was also grasped by a hand, and he could feel the coldness of that hand through the heavy material.

He turned his head in confusion, and saw a black mask.

The pair of gilt phoenix eyes under the mask stared intently at his face, and there was obvious desire and persistence in it.

"The wind is not compassionate?" Xie Changliu finally stopped laughing, "What are you doing?"

The visitor didn't move, only his thin lips parted slightly, but his voice was cold and calm, without a trace of emotion: "He."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Qiyu landed on the spectator platform, folded the fan in his hand, and turned into a long white jade sword, pointed at Feng Bumin: "Delusion!"

Shen Zhihan was simultaneously targeted by the auras of the three big bosses, and felt a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood surge in his chest.

——What kind of trouble?How come the avatars of the hero who are rarely seen on weekdays are still getting together today? ? ?

Is it okay for three male protagonists to grab a big man? !

If Xie Changliu and Fang Qiyu were arguing for him, Shen Zhihan could still understand, but what was Feng Bumin's fancy about him?

The three of them fought against each other, but they suffered from the others on the spectator platform, who were suppressed from beginning to end and could not move.

The gust of wind generated between the staggered spiritual pressure blew the robes of the four of them, and Xie Changliu turned his eyes, and saw the red marks on the back of Shen Zhihan's snow-white neck that were more than half covered by black silk and black collar. The upper force was suddenly so strong that it almost crushed the opponent's wrist.

At this time, he laughed instead, and he was very flamboyant and wanton, which made people chill: "Okay - my heart will really hurt the heart of this deity if you do this."

Shen Zhihan: "???"

What did he do?He didn't even move! ! !

"Since that's the case, I don't want your heart deity anymore!" Before he finished speaking, Xie Changliu suddenly stretched out his hand like lightning, and struck directly at Shen Zhihan's chest. The spirit energy and the magic energy finally met in front of Daozi's chest, and the huge spirit pressure instantly wounded the heart.

The blood on the latter's thin lips faded away in an instant, but a dazzling bright red overflowed from the cracks of his lips.

"Zhihan!!!" Fang Qiyu was anxious, and immediately withdrew his sword, his eyes were filled with guilt and distress: "What's wrong with you?!"

Shen Zhihan, who was shot inexplicably, wanted to cry, but subconsciously shook his head. He wanted to speak, but he didn't utter a syllable for a long time.

Fang Qiyu was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he didn't care about the appearance of etiquette. The tip of the white jade sword slashed straight at Xie Changliu's arm that was still holding Daozi's wrist: "Bastard!!!"

Xie Changliu never underestimated people of equal strength, so before the sword energy came, he reflexively withdrew his hand, and then greeted him with a backhanded palm.

Seeing the two fighting, Shen Zhihan finally turned to Feng Bumi, who was still staring at his cheek unremittingly, and said helplessly: "I don't know where Qingyun offended the domain master? Please tell me clearly, don't... grab Qingyun again Don't let it go, okay?"

Feng Bumin's frozen eyes finally moved, but they still didn't leave him. Instead, he frowned, and when he lifted his fingertips, water droplets brushed against the corners of Shen Zhihan's lips, absorbing the blood away.

"many……"

The coldness of the water droplets made Shen Zhihan tremble, and he didn't dare to move at all, but before the word "thank you" could be uttered, the water vapor evaporated the moment the water droplets landed on the opponent's fingertips, and Feng Bumin raised his hand, leaving it on the fingertips. The blood from the abdomen was sent to his lips and licked.

Shen Zhihan: "..."