"Thousand Phantom Phoenix Shadows!"

A cold voice sounded in the whistling sword, and countless shadows of Han Zhiyun instantly appeared in the imperial study.

Before the Ten Thousand Swords Gui Sect could synthesize the Sword Sea, they were shot down by the ethereal shadow in the void, Han Zhiyun fell in the air, the long sword was inserted into the ground, and the jade hand held the hilt of the sword, supporting the figure with difficulty.

Meanwhile.

Figures from all directions attacked and killed Chu Feifan at the same time, and the swords gathered together, and the impermeable sword blade shrouded his figure.

"Overlord Fist, break!"

The Zhan Lu sword swirled around his body, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, pulling the sword light around him to rotate.

Chu Feifan's belief controlled Zhan Lu to levitate in front of him, and a blow of the Overlord Fist blasted out, and the figure in the sky was shattered, and instantly turned into true qi and spread around.

"Bang!"

Under the force of the huge concussion, Chu Feifan's suspended figure hit the screen behind him, steadying his body with difficulty, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth slipped down.

At this time.

Both of them are already at the end of their strong crossbows, and Han Zhiyun's cultivation is strong, but there is a life and death talisman hidden in her body, which makes her cultivation impaired.

Chu Feifan was in his heyday, but there was a difference of two orders between Ke Xiu and Han Zhiyun, and even if he went all out, he could only barely reach a draw.

A noisy sound of footsteps came, the lights outside the imperial study flickered, and Han Zhiyun looked back and found that the outside of the palace had been surrounded by the Praetorian Guards.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, she clenched the long sword in her hand, got up with difficulty and walked towards Chu Feifan, her eyes flashing with determination.

Looking at Han Zhiyun who was constantly approaching him in front of him, he urged to improve the only trace of true qi left, and the Taixu Sword Spirit suspended in the dantian trembled slightly.

"Suffer death!"

Han Zhiyunsen's bone-shattering voice sounded, and the long sword in her hand shattered and pierced through the air, but it was obvious that the power on the blade had weakened, and she saw her figure shaking, and she fell to the ground with a stagger.

Suddenly.

The blood of the heavenly phoenix on Han Zhiyun's body disappeared, and the phoenix sound in the void turned into nothing, only to see her face as pale as paper, and the blood in her mouth continued to spurt out.

Chu Feifan clearly felt that the true qi in Han Zhiyun's inner body was constantly flowing, if it continued like this, I believe it wouldn't be long before she would lose her fragrance.

Han Zhiyun can't die, she is an indispensable east wind, and only from her mouth can you get all the news about the Purple Cloud Empire.

Only in this way can they successfully convince the Yang family to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and the internal and external alliances will begin to disintegrate from within the Purple Cloud Empire.

Raising her hand to grab Han Zhiyun's wrist, her pulse was very weak and looming, obviously she had suffered from the backlash of the Tianfeng bloodline.

"Drop, the system prompts that the host's internal injuries are too serious, if you want to treat her, you must double cultivate, only the true dragon bloodline and the Tianfeng bloodline are combined into one, and the damage in her body can be repaired, and this is also the fastest way to recover the host's injuries."

"Double cultivation?"

Previously, Han Zhiyun was graceful, her skin was like clotted fat, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, bright and beautiful, and her charming appearance made people love.

Wen Xiang nephrite can't help but make people feel like a horse-hearted ape.

At this time, her life was in danger, and although she had some intention of taking advantage of the danger of others with her double cultivation, for the sake of her own deployment, Chu Feifan couldn't watch her incense and jade shatter.

Raising his hand to hug Han Zhiyun, who had already fainted on the ground, turned around and walked towards the apse, put her on the wooden collapse, Chu Feifan turned around and went to the outside of the imperial study.

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Under the snowy night, the Iron Eagle Warriors and the Praetorian Guard Regiment were surrounded, and seeing that Chu Feifan appeared unscathed, Xiao Guizi stepped forward quickly.

"Xiao Guizi, let the Praetorian Guards withdraw, I have to retreat and cultivate in the next few days, and all things will be handed over to several adults in the Zhongshu Order, you can understand!"

"Slaves obey!"

Xiao Guizi left the imperial study with the Praetorian Guards, Chu Feifan turned around and returned to the mess in front of him, he got up with a wry smile and walked towards the apse.

Looking at Han Zhiyun, who was sleepy in the woods, she raised her hand to help her up, slowly retreated from her clothes, and under the dim light, a touch of tender white came into view.

The fragrance is fragrant and confusing.............

Next, for three days, the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall was closed, and Xiao Guizi had already given the order, so no one disturbed Chu Feifan's retreat and double cultivation.

Night.

The snow covers the rockery outside the hall, and on the square, the heaven and earth that should be taken care of are bright and white, the cold wind is bleak, and the hunting sounds.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Chu Feifan and Han Zhiyun's dual cultivation has reached the most critical moment, the realm of the unity of heaven and man, the true dragon in the two of them, and the power of the Tianfeng bloodline are converted to each other.

The vast and majestic true qi filled the room, and the aura of heaven and earth lingered into a whirlpool, enveloping the two of them, and the golden and silver light were intertwined and intertwined, as if bathed in holy light.

On the sky of the dark night, a divine dragon soaring into the sky and a soaring divine phoenix confronted each other, the dragon and phoenix sang harmoniously, and the vision of the world.

So.

A bright light that soared straight into the nine heavens was like a meteor flashing away, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes echoing on the top of the sky for a long time.

The light on the two figures on the wooden collapse was ethereal and smart, and at this time, Han Zhiyun's pretty face was covered with blood, like a blooming lingfu, and the scenery was endless.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, and then Chu Feifan's cultivation continued to climb, reaching the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm under the impact of the vast and majestic True Qi.

At the same time, a muttering sound sounded, and the two who were honest with each other opened their eyes at the same time, looking at the angular cheeks in front of them, and feeling the power of the true qi lingering in the surrounding air, Han Zhiyun instantly understood what was happening.

"Huh!"

Han Zhiyun was ashamed and annoyed, her cheeks flushed, and her jade hand raised to attack Chu Feifan in front of her.

"Bang!"

Chu Feifan grabbed her attacking arm, and a cold voice sounded: "Demon Slayer Prison Master, now is the best time to repair the injuries in your body, if you want to suffer the pain of heavy injuries again, I am willing to accompany you to the end." ”

"Shameless, the master of this prison is going to break you into ten thousand pieces, even if you hit you again?"

Anyway.

Han Zhiyun's other jade arm raised and attacked quickly, Chu Feifan didn't want to give up his efforts, seeing her unrelenting appearance, her figure suddenly rose, leaned over and kissed her, and the two figures fell on the wooden collapse at the same time.

Subjugate!

Only conquest can make Han Zhiyun completely quiet, warm nephrite, and fluttering.

The previous double cultivator Han Zhiyun was in a coma, but at this moment it was a different situation.

In the imperial study, the fragrance is overflowing, the living color is fragrant, and the gorgeous spring color is quietly staged, but no one can feast on this eye.

Long.

The sound of heavy breathing in the imperial study disappeared, the true qi lingering in the air dissipated, and Han Zhiyun at this time completely surrendered to the power of Chu Feifan's true dragon.

Although she still had murderous intent in her heart, because of the power of the bloodline, she already had a different kind of affection for Chu Feifan.

"Prison Master, now that you are worthy of my name, stay by my side and serve, I will not only remove the life and death talisman in your body, but also the past can be blameless."

"As for your identity as the Demon Slayer Prison Master, it will cease to exist in the future, because you have only one identity, and that is the woman of Emperor Chu!"

The domineering voice sounded, and Han Zhiyun's face was flushed, her beauty was spring, she clenched her teeth, and the whole person fell into endless contradictions.

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