How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 236 You and I cannot coexist

The residual wind blows at the temples, and dark clouds cross the sky.

Murong Jingyan narrowed her eyes subconsciously, her fair cheeks stained bright red, and a wisp of blood flowed in the wind.
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Looking out of the corner of his eye, Shen Fengchen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his right hand, with its veins emerging, was clenched, and brilliant blue flames spread out from the palm of his hand!

Kirin's true fire is like boiling water and boiling oil, burning all the broken leaves on the ground in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace behind.

Holding the sword in one hand, Shen Fengchen looked towards the depths of the wasteland.

If you look carefully, you can clearly see that the blood vessels under his neck are emitting a light blue light, as if the terrifying blood is slowly awakening.

At this moment, Shen Feng sank and planned to leave again, but his back was firm.

He wants to declare war on the drought demon.

"Shen Fengchen!"

After reacting, Murong Jingyan opened her eyes, covered her bleeding cheek, and shouted anxiously to Shen Fengchen:
"It doesn't matter to me, let's hurry up"

Before she finished speaking, Murong Jingyan's face changed slightly, because the clouds behind her were surging, and a red light had penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and was about to rise higher.

The blood moon is about to rise.

Without any time to say anything, Murong Jingyan shouted to Zhu Huanan in the distance: "Brother, come quickly!"

Zhu Huan'an's figure was falling from the sky. He also noticed the strange appearance of the blood moon. He saw his body twisting in mid-air, and the sword he swung was carrying heavy waves of flames, as if he was flying in the air and falling diagonally towards the stone mountain.

Murong Jingyan also took Shen Fengchen's arm, pulling him towards the cave on the stone mountain.

What's wrong with this person surnamed Shen? Why doesn't he leave?

If he had been pulled into the world of illusion a little slower, he would have become a part of the tree demon as soon as he woke up.

Fortunately, Shen Fengchen also reacted and immediately picked up Murong Jingyan and arrived at a cave on the top of the stone mountain with just a few steps.

As soon as he walked into the cave, the red light behind him suddenly became brighter. At the top of the sky, the light of the blood moon reached far and wide, and there was no place for people to hide.

Even if you raise your hands and close your eyes, the dazzling blood light can still pierce the eye membrane and drag you into a dream.

If he can't wake up, he will be a walking corpse. If he wakes up, he will probably become Han Bao's minister.

"you"

Shen Fengchen turned his head and looked at Murong Jingyan's cheek. When he saw the dazzling wound, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. His face suddenly darkened due to indescribable emotions.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Murong Jingyan wiped the blood stains on her face, then raised her eyes and asked anxiously:

"Wait, where is my senior brother?"

The blood was shining outside the cave, but there was no figure of Zhu Huanan inside the cave. As soon as Murong Jingyan took a step out, he suddenly stumbled and fell to his knees on the ground.

Her beautiful eyes widened, Murong Jingyan's red lips opened slightly, and she suddenly gasped.

A feeling of being squeezed in the heart made Murong Jingyan break into cold sweat on her forehead for a short time, and she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

All this happened so fast that Shen Fengchen didn't have time to help him, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and asked:

"And he said it's okay!"

"Could it be that there is poison on the dry leaves?"

Murong Jingyan nodded slightly, knowing this.

Gan. Why do monsters play tricks on you? If you are still cultivating yourself and the heavens are moving, ordinary poisons will be impossible to attack. Even the poison will not be so easy.

Now that the sky is stagnant, the toxin of this drought demon is simply unstoppable. The severe heart palpitations made Murong Jingyan's body go limp, his lips turned black, and he was speechless.

Da da da,

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came, and a figure walked into the stone cave from the red light of the moonlight outside the cave.

The man wearing red clothes and black sword is none other than Zhu Huanan.

As soon as he walked into the cave, Zhu Huan'an saw Murong Jingyan's face was pale, his breath was unstable, and very close at hand was Shen Fengchen.

"Go away!"

Zhu Huan'an's pupils shrank slightly. He took one step forward and came closer. He raised his palm to repel Shen Fengchen.

But Shen Fengchen, who was squatting on the ground, also snorted coldly. He squinted away, turned his elbow into a knife, and stood between Zhu Huanan and Murong Jingyan almost instantly.

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Zhu Huan'an narrowed his eyes slightly and exerted force with his palms. The huge vibration made Shen Fengchen's complexion change slightly. He took half a step back and stood up.

Shen Fengchen and Zhu Huanan stood opposite each other, one on the left and the other on the right. The two were about the same height, and their eyes faced each other, with coldness and scrutiny in their eyes, as well as a hint of fear.

Zhu Huan'an exhaled slowly. His origin was mysterious. After breaking through the heavenly seal, as the shackles that bound him slowly faded away, his endless physical potential began to be released.

Like a flying dragon in the sky, it is invincible.

Just now, his palm skill was filled with anger. Normally, the monks in the three levels of Tianfeng would have blood splattered on the spot, bones broken and hands broken, but this Shen Fengchen only took half a step back without any damage.
Without any time to think, Zhu Huanan quickly squatted down and checked Murong Jingyan's injuries.

On the side, Shen Fengchen also looked thoughtful and did not stop Zhu Huanan.

Looking back at the past, it was the first time for him to encounter such a situation.

The true Qilin son, the overlord among men, the Qilin magic not only makes his Taoism invincible and invulnerable to all methods, but also makes his physical body sublimated to the extreme.

Known as: The Body of Overlord.

Since Tianfeng, Shen Fengchen has never fought hand-to-hand with anyone, because very few people can rush in front of him anymore. He doesn't bother to defeat ten groups with one force. Taoism can kill people, so why bother dirtying his clothes.But today he met his opponent.

This guy
Feeling the dull pain in his elbow, Shen Fengchen put away his contempt, not knowing what to think in his mind.

At this moment, Murong Jingyan had already fallen asleep. The poison of Han Ba ​​was already a ghost, let alone a person with no cultivation.

After straightening Murong Jingyan's face, Zhu Huanan wiped his fingertips on the tip of the knife, then placed it in front of Murong Jingyan's lips, silently watching the light golden blood slowly dripping into Murong Jingyan's mouth. .

Shen Fengchen stepped forward slowly. When he noticed that Murong Jingyan's blood color had returned, his tone softened slightly.

"Her cultivation is no longer different from that of an Earth-locked monk."

"Otherwise, Drought Demon's poison wouldn't be so deadly."

Zhu Huan'an put away his hand, slowly placed Murong Jingyan's head on the grass, but just said lightly:

"you can go now."

Hearing this, Shen Fengchen was not surprised. He looked at the moonlight outside the cave, then lowered his eyebrows at Zhu Huanan, and asked knowingly:

"Are you Zhu Huan'an?"

Seeing that Zhu Huan'an didn't reply, Shen Fengchen leaned against the stone wall, folded his hands on his chest, and asked again:
"Zhu Huan'an, you can imagine."

"As the central axis of the imperial court, why would I only protect your junior sister?"

Zhu Huanan frowned when he heard this, and frowned a little impatiently:
"I do not want to know."

But Shen Fengchen didn't seem to hear it and continued to speak, his tone was faint:

"This time we are going to ask the sword world, it is not as simple as you think."

"The dead people from all directions are all cannon fodder who don't know the truth. Those who want to be the final winner are hiding behind the scenes."

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Raising his eyebrows, Shen Fengchen said:
"Do you know what the greatest opportunity in the sword world is?"

Zhu Huanan's ears twitched slightly, and he asked without raising his head, "But it doesn't matter."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Shen Fengchen spoke slowly:
"This greatest opportunity is something that belongs to the Central Sword Immortal State."

"If you win the first place in the Hidden Dragon Ranking, you will be able to reach the Great Evolution Difficulty Realm, and you can hope to rule the world of mortals and get a glimpse of the Heaven of Immortality."

Raising his eyebrows, Zhu Huanan's orange hair swayed but remained unmoved.

"What do you mean by telling me this?"

Chen Fengchen chuckled lightly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking at Zhu Huan'an and Murong Jingyan, he spoke loudly and forcefully: "Join me."

"There are strong people in the three divisions, not just an immortal demon like me, but the enemies of Fulong Division are also prepared. Winner or loser, no one wants to die in this place of nothingness."

"This is the last sword-asking meeting. In addition to our officialdom in Dayan and the world of cultivating immortals, there are other forces competing in secret. The situation is strange."

"Be an ally with me, as she is."

"Oh?"

Zhu Huan'an finally reacted. He buttoned his ears and raised his head to look at Shen Fengchen.

"When did you, Fulong Si, take charge of the people in my Abandoned Sword Villa?"

"Without the consent of my senior brother, what she said doesn't count."

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Shen Fengchen seemed to have expected it and sighed:
"You should understand."

"No one is immune here. The world is sometimes black and white."

"If we cannot be allies, we can only be enemies."

After the words fell, Zhu Huan'an narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Shen Fengchen inexplicably, and stood up slowly.

And Shen Fengchen turned his head to look at the sleeping Murong Jingyan, and said to himself:
"Although this is our first time meeting you, I think you must have the same intuition as me."

"You and I are destined to be two tigers in the mountain and cannot coexist."

"Then why not do it before she wakes up."

As Shen Fengchen finished speaking, the light of the blood moon outside gradually faded away, like a red carpet paved by heaven and earth, and Shen Fengchen stepped out of the cave at the same time.

Zhu Huan'an picked up Zhu Zhou, opened the front button of his red coat, and followed without saying a word.

To the end of the world.

On the bank of the Ten Thousand Ren Abyss, there is a long and narrow battlefield.

Countless dryad corpses lay in the distance, the wasteland was scorched brown, and the black wind rustled, blowing the clothes of the two geniuses.

In the west, Zhu Huanan stands leaning with a black sword.

The dust particles stirred up in the mist, his head was covered with soft orange hair, and dragon claws climbed on his bronze shoulder blades, like a demon lord approaching, like a hidden dragon lurking, like the abyss staring at him.

In the east, Shen Feng Shen pointed at the ground with his black sword.

Tianyuan is behind it, but it makes it even taller. The blue robes are rustling, the sea waves are flying, and the unicorn eyes under a pair of dragon eyebrows are indifferent, like a human overlord, looking down on everything.

The battle for enlightenment is about to begin.

　I've been suffering from the flu these past few days, and I've been feeling extremely uncomfortable. I'm sorry, everyone, and I've been sleeping at get off work, let alone after work.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)