Qianfeng Zhenren was a little surprised, he didn't even see when the butterfly disappeared. Junwei, who was standing not far away, didn't see it either, and she could clearly see that the butterfly was still buried after several struggles.

A melodious and soft sword groan sounded in the void, listening to it in her ears, like a light veil brushing her cheeks, the Zhuxian Sword in Jun Wei's hand in the center of the hall flickered slightly, she couldn't even determine where this sword groan came from, as if she was in a dream. This feeling of being unable to see through made her feel extremely dangerous.

Qianfeng's real eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly shouted, rolling in the void forward, and those free sword spell sword filaments were all rolled up by the waves like floating creatures in the water.

It's just that his voice was not able to cover up the sound of the sword at all, but it seemed to alarm the sound of the sword like a dream, in the eyes of Qianfeng Zhenren, suddenly a butterfly fluttered and flew, but the butterfly was hazy, like a dream, and it was impossible to see clearly, from one to two, two to three, and three turned into butterflies all over the eyes.

He was shocked in his heart, a sense of crisis surged, and he immediately shouted, and his eyes immediately cleared, but there was already an ethereal butterfly that did not have the slightest murderous aura flying above his head, and the sword light was swallowed, and it was very secretive.

The butterfly fell, the sword light was rich, and the top of Qianfeng's real head suddenly dissolved, he was the body of the Yuan Infant, the body of energy, and he could change at will.

The moment the Red Flame Sword Butterfly fell, his head collapsed into his neck, dissolving and dispersing, turning into a white cloud, and the sword light on the butterfly's body was startled, and then fell.

The sword chant is like a breeze, and the silk melts into the heart.

At this moment, the butterfly seemed to fall like a goshawk, as if it was not a primordial infant in the realm of immortals, but a little white rabbit.

Qianfeng's real person's body suddenly rolled up into the sky at this moment, and he had already dodged and attacked at this moment. The butterfly suddenly rose into the air, but two golden rays of light fell into the white mist that covered it, and the white mist swallowed the two golden rays and turned into the head of Qianfeng Zhenren again, but he didn't make a move immediately. The butterfly disappeared in the void, and when it reappeared, it had already landed in the hand of Bai Yue's sword.

Qianfeng Zhenren's face was a little gloomy, and no matter how Chen Gong changed in front of him, he was defusing his spell attack. But because of this, Qianfeng Zhenren was surprised. The current gods are not as good as the gods of 100,000 years ago, 100,000 years ago, the heavenly court accepted the belief of heaven and earth, and every god would have the corresponding mana cultivation as long as the god position arrived, and now although the god ban has weakened, the gods are much freer, but in terms of real strength, the current gods are far less than the gods of 100,000 years ago, even if they have the same god position. Therefore, in the eyes of Qianfeng Zhenren, even if Chen Gongzhen came here, he was just a third-grade god position, and the cultivation of the merger period, unless he was in the divine domain, he was not his opponent at all, but now he actually relied on a flying sword incarnation to block himself to the death.

"I can't imagine that outside of Shu Mountain, there are sword cultivators like you. Qianfeng Zhenren said.

But Chen Gong didn't answer him, he was really just a butterfly, not speaking, just flapping his wings slightly.

Before his words fell, he suddenly spat out a golden thread from his mouth, which was the one that had been submerged in his body before, and was driven out by him with his mana. The golden silk flashed and writhed in the void, and turned into a butterfly out of thin air, and the light on the butterfly's body flashed again and turned into a human, and the butterfly on the back of Bai Yue's hand dissipated like light smoke at the same time.

Qianfeng Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "As small as smoke and dust, as sharp as cold snow, with unfathomable power." ”

Although his words were sighing and praising Chen Gong, the murderous aura in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Chen Gong took a different path in swordsmanship, which Jun Wei had already seen, and she became eager to try, while Qianfeng Zhenren only experienced this feeling after reaching the realm of immortals.

Not by the sword, but by the thought of the sword, the sword intent is born, and the gestures are all swordsmanship.

After Chen Gong's swordsmanship was hit hard by the Red Flame Sword and only had a powerful energy left, he took the opportunity of fusing the Demon Lotus Soul Cup, Lotus Heart Fire, Faith Mind Power and Chaos Breath to cultivate the psychedelic sword path.

Just when Qianfeng Zhenren was about to strike again, he suddenly frowned slightly and said, "Wei'er, kill him!"

Just as he was speaking, the sound of a harp came in from outside the hall.

The sound of the piano was ethereal, but it could not be resisted and penetrated into everyone's ears.

Chen Gong thought of Qin Demon Hengluo almost instantly, but he didn't expect him to appear at this time, he was about to disappear for so many years, but he appeared again at this time.

His piano sound still sounds ethereal and elusive, but after entering it, it seems to have turned into substance, and it is drilling into the body vigorously.

Jun Wei's steps towards Chen Gong immediately stopped, and she looked up at the top of the hall, she naturally couldn't see through the top of the hall, but she heard that the sound was from the position outside.

At this time, Qianfeng Zhenren said: "Young man, although your swordsmanship has found another way, you alone will not be able to protect your senior sister, which will only harm your senior sister." You hand over the sword, and I can let you go, so that your sister should be able to save her." ”

Chen Gong shook his head lightly and said, "Bai Yue said that if you can't let her leave this seat, I won't be able to take her away unless I'm dead." ”

"Young man, don't talk too much. Do you know what kind of sword your senior sister is holding in her hand, do you know why your senior sister has to sit on the throne of the emperor who represents the lord of the heavenly court?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. You are the first person in 100,000 years to attain the Mahayana realm, and there must not be much that you don't know about here. I only know that between me and Bai Yue, I can entrust my life, and now that she has put her life in my hands, I will use my life to protect it. Chen Gong said.

There is still the sound of the piano coming in outside the hall, if there is nothing, it has not been broken, lingering.

Chen Gongzhen, who was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light, one black and one red, penetrated into his head, and then saw him stand up, and he had already disappeared into the corner in front of him with one step, and he actually rushed into the thick sword spell regardless of it.

"Young man, when I first walked down the mountain, I didn't take the monks of the world seriously, and after suffering several losses, I understood a truth. Qianfeng Zhenren said.

Chen Gong was silent, and he stood in front of Bai Yue, his hands hanging in the robe of the white robe.

He was still savoring the moment of life and death just now, just now when he was about to be buried by the mana of Qianfeng Zhenren into the thick mountain talisman sword intent, he tried his best to explode a gap with his sword qi, and he took the opportunity to escape, and then conjured up an illusion there, making them think that they were really buried, and then he took the opportunity to sneak attack, but he was still detected.

After the transformation of Qianfeng's real Yuanying, the sword butterfly flying away was actually fake, and the real sword butterfly incarnation had been integrated into the golden light turned into the two chaotic gases, and it was submerged into the body of Qianfeng's real person, he wanted to take the risk of killing Qianfeng Zhenren, but because the difference in strength was too great, he still didn't do it.

Qianfeng Zhenren continued: "Sometimes, saving one's life is more important than anything else, especially for those of us who cultivate the truth, after a hundred and ten years, who will grow to what point, no one knows, the person who cultivates the truth must not compete with others for a while, but to see who lives longer, if you look at it after a hundred and ten years, you will find that many enemies have disappeared in the years." ”

Chen Gong was still silent, but Jun Wei carried the Zhuxian Sword out of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the battle between Jun Wei and Qin Demon Hengluo finally ended with Heng Luo's disappearance, in the eyes of some people, this is Heng Luo escaped, but in Jun Wei's heart, it was just the opposite, because she didn't know how Heng Luo left.

Qianfeng Zhenren's eyes gradually cooled, and he said, "Young man, it is not easy to practice for you, but you only regard it as the wind in your ears, and the catastrophe can be avoided, but it cannot be eliminated." ”

Chen Gong said suddenly: "Chen Gong should remember the words of the real person, but no matter what is today, I will not let you hurt Bai Yue in the slightest, unless I die!"

His voice was not loud, and the last four words were particularly light, but there was a sonorous flavor, and there was sword intent in his voice.

Before his words fell, Qianfeng Zhenren had already moved, or his whole person had already pounced, his shape was as big as a mountain, and his body was like a sword light condensing, and when he pounced, the sword light was like a silver torrent.

This is like a giant hammer hitting a boulder, and there is no way to avoid it.

This is the best way to kill Chen Gong, in the eyes of Qianfeng Zhenren, this Chen Gong's swordsmanship has been superb, if it is just swordsmanship, he will not be able to help him for a while, the only way is to rely on his own cultivation mana advantage, with mana pressure, let him avoid it, so that he has no room to use swordsmanship at all.

He is naturally not wrong to think like this, but Chen Gong came with a sword to turn into a clone, how could he not know where his weaknesses are, when he entered this Lingxiao Treasure Palace, he had already thought of the problems he might face, but his sword turned into nothingness, and the sword could be fused with ten thousand laws, so there were naturally many flexible ways to choose.

I saw that when Qianfeng's real person's Yuan Ying body turned into a surging sword and rushed over, Chen Gong's hand waved out in front of him, rolling.

The sword light startled, and one of Chen Gong's arms turned into a white sword whirlpool, this whirlpool turned out to be like an awl from the inside out, and the surging mana was about to be drilled, and Chen Gong's body turned into a butterfly in the sword light.

The butterfly's wings were flapping, as if it was struggling in the cry of the storm, and I saw that the butterfly's whole body was full of sword light, and the sword groan was cold and long, but it was incredible that the white moon behind the butterfly didn't seem to be affected at all.

Qianfeng Zhenren's heart was greatly shaken, he thought that Chen Gong's swordsmanship had just stepped into the kind of road from reality to virtuality, but now he knew that Chen Gong had taken a big step on this road, and the sword of void had its own sword intent, and it was Chen Gong's unique sword intent.

Qianfeng Zhenren only felt that his mana had been cut open, like the flow of water being cut by a standing mountain rock, so he had to go to both sides. At this time, he felt that he had underestimated the junior in front of him. If he knew Chen Gong's previous cultivation experience, he would definitely not say what he said before, in the previous contact, he only felt that Chen Gong's swordsmanship in front of him was taking an illusory road, if it was just a sword fight, he might not be able to win, but Chen Gong wanted to protect Bai Yue, he couldn't avoid it, so as long as he pressed it with force, everything was not a problem. But he never thought that Chen Gong would be able to break his mana in such a square inch.