Jian Wufeng's face showed a trace of pain, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, the sacred stripes on his face gradually dimmed, and the twelve sword wings slowly hung down!

The power of Heaven and Humanity in Xiaokong also reached its peak at this moment, and almost all the sword intent in the Tianjian Dojo was expelled by Xiaokong's power.

When the man in black in the crowd saw this, a deep smile appeared in his eyes, and he slowly opened his palms, integrating a stream of energy into the void.

Jian Wufeng's hanging sword wings suddenly trembled twice before falling down again.

In the past, the peerless master who fought against the two supreme beings and became famous in a single battle on the Heavenly Emperor Star, and the heaven-defying sword cultivator who surpassed the previous Pavilion Master in just forty years, seemed to have reached the end of his life just like this.

"Is this the end for Jian Wufeng?" Sima Qianlong felt a little unreal, "Didn't it mean that he has surpassed Jian Wuxin? Is this all his strength?"

Chu Tianyue said: "The power shown by Jian Wufeng is already very powerful, but Su Mingkong has the blood of the gods, the belief in humanity, and the destiny of heaven... Jian Wufeng would only regret that he was born at the wrong time. If he hadn't met Su Mingkong,

If it is empty, he will not be defeated."

"This Su Mingkong is really not simple... Qianlong, I remember that he was just a pet beast beside you in the past, right? How come he has grown to this point now?" Sima Zun asked.

Sima Qianlong said: "It's not that guy Li Hanxue. Without him, our powerful enemies would be at least half reduced! He should have been eliminated in Canglan Academy!"

Chu Tianyue said: "He is a person who makes people unable to bear to kill him."

Sima Zun frowned, his face clearly showing displeasure, but he didn't say anything.

After Jian Wufeng fell to the ground, all the sword wings on his body faded away, and his body quickly returned to its original form. The twelve sword wings turned into a burst of blue smoke and floated into the sky.

Man and the world share the same sorrow, but Qingluo, who should be the saddest, is expressionless at this moment. She no longer knows what kind of expression she should use to express her current mood.

What is the wife of the pavilion master, what is invincible in the world, what is the supreme, what is the great emperor, what is the status... none of these are important anymore.

After putting all this aside, Qing Luo was at a loss. She wanted to cry but couldn't. It wasn't because she was concerned about her image. She just couldn't cry, that's all.

"Wufeng, is our fate over like this?" Qing Luo felt as if someone had dug out a piece of her heart. This feeling was very uncomfortable, but she would not cry.

At the moment when the most important thing is lost, only weak people will think of crying, while strong people will find ways to retaliate to make up for everything lost!

Qingluo is already slowly drawing her sword. If she can't kill Xiaokong, then she can accompany Jian Wufeng to hell. Anyway, he has such a big heart, even without his parents, his future is bright. "

Su Mingkong, I thought you would be merciful. I thought you and Li Hanxue were the same people. They valued love and righteousness. If they were true friends, no matter how great the hatred, there would still be room for change! But I was wrong, you are not.

!" Qingluo's tone was cold.

After saying these words, he slowly stood up and walked towards Xiaokong.

Jian Wenxin, who was on the side, also lost his former composure and calmness. Seeing Jian Wufeng falling from the sky, his life gradually disappearing, without any signs of recovery, he was completely shocked.

That powerful and invincible father actually lost? This is simply impossible! How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world!

"Dad!" Jian Wenxin yelled, his expression becoming very ferocious.

Li Yunqian looked at Jian Wenxin who was losing his temper. He didn't feel any pleasure in his heart. Instead, he felt a little pity for Jian Wenxin: "Why do people have to fight each other? Why can't they live in peace?"

Li Yixin said: "Everyone has to struggle throughout his life. Your existence itself will squeeze the living space of others. In order to survive, you will fight each other, and you will not be able to live in peace!"

"Maybe I have never seen you fight with others, brother," Li Yunqian said.

Li Yixin smiled and said: "That's because there is no need. People only compete with others, not with ants. A group of ants are fighting for a piece of meat. Do you like it?"

"That's right. Those people in the past were not qualified to compete with me."

"It seems this farce is about to end." A man in black said.

Another man in black said: "It's not over yet! It won't be too late. Jian Wufeng's death was a bit sudden."

"Su Mingkong, accept death!" Qingluo held her sword and flew in front of Xiaokong. She raised her sword to strike, but stopped suddenly because Jian Wufeng's body was right in front of her. Xiaokong used Jian Wufeng's sword to strike.

Feng's body stopped Qingluo's attack.

"Su Mingkong, you despicable villain!" Qing Luo shouted angrily.

Xiaokong said: "I am despicable? Where am I despicable?"

"You clearly said you could not kill my husband, why do you want to kill him now? Why!" Qingluo, who was originally relatively stable, seemed to have suddenly exploded the anger and sadness in her heart. Her eyes were red, and she collapsed and cried. Xiaokong

Said: "I never promised you that. The sword is ruthless. If I didn't use ruthlessness just now and couldn't defeat Jian Wufeng, then Jian Wufeng will mobilize all his strength to kill me. He will die only because of his inferior skills.

Man, there's nothing to say

of."

"You despicable villain, suffer death!" Qingluo completely lost her mind and attacked Xiaokong desperately.

"If you don't want to live anymore, I don't mind helping you." Xiaokong's eyes showed a sharp look, filled with murderous intent. The sword in his hand was already trembling. If Qingluo dared to get even half a step closer, he would take action immediately.

"Sister Qingluo, stop it!"

Gu Xiyu suddenly appeared between Xiaokong and Qingluo, stopping Qingluo's attack and making Xiaokong unable to take action.

"Sister Yu, are you also on Su Mingkong's side? Wufeng is dead, I...I..."

Gu Xiyu said: "Sister Qingluo, don't be impulsive. You are no match for Xiao Kong. If you take action forcefully, you will only risk your own life."

"Wufeng is gone. I have nothing to miss in this world. So what if I die? Get out of the way!" Qingluo shouted loudly.

Upon seeing this, many masters from Yuehuang Holy Land who were sitting on the west side of the dojo lowered their heads, all feeling sad. Fang Li felt the same in his heart, but most of them were incomprehensible and unwilling.

"With Jian Wufeng's strength, why did he lose to Su Mingkong!"

"Sister Qingluo, come with me! Yixin, Yunqian, and everyone in Dayu Tiangong come with me!" Gu Xiyu roughly took Qingluo's hand and led her out of the Tianjian Dojo regardless of Qingluo's struggle.

"Sir, Gu Xiyu and the others are about to run away. Have they discovered us?" a man in black in the crowd said.
Chapter completed!