Feather Emperor

Chapter 478 Jian Wuchen

Eight men dressed in black with cold faces sprang out from all corners. Leng Bingyan knew their identities as soon as he saw them. With their evil spirits all over their bodies and their stern faces, is there any other possibility besides killers?Just who sent them?

The gods and men on the street retreated one after another, and no one dared to stay for a long time, for fear of being involved in this dispute.

Leng Bingyan looked at them vigilantly, this look really shocked her, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.These eight killers are not only masters, but each one is better than him!

They are at least god-level masters!

The eight god masters besieging me who is only the main god in the middle realm, the gap is very big, the odds of winning can be imagined - almost negligible.An inexplicable bitterness suddenly surged in Leng Bingyan's heart, and it was difficult to express her true thoughts, she only felt that her eyes were darkened, and she was indescribably hopeless.

"How do you fight this?" One main god versus eight gods, the hope of victory is not much greater than being hit to death with tofu.Covering the broken skin and cracked wound with his hands, bursts of tender pain spread to the brain.

"Who are you?" He stared coldly at the eight killers in front of him.

"The person who killed you!" Although the answer was short, there was a strong evil spirit in the voice, which made people shudder when they heard it.

Leng Bingyan nodded speechlessly, she had thought of this answer a long time ago, saying it was tantamount to not saying it.It's just that she was puzzled, who has such energy, and let the god-level masters kill her, or even eight of them?
It is no exaggeration to say that in front of the eight god masters, Leng Bingyan has no possibility of escaping.The eight killers slowly moved closer to her, sealing off all directions seamlessly.

Leng Bingyan frowned slightly, her heart skipped a beat, every time the killer took a step closer, her heart beat faster.A trace of cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead, and his purple pupils were staring straight ahead.

Suddenly, the killer approached suddenly, Leng Bingyan was taken aback, and by the time she realized it, eight people had already come to her.The pupils couldn't help shrinking, they gave up step by step, but rushed to the front at once, and Leng Bingyan had no energy left to resist.

The eight god masters reached out their hands at the same time, firmly grasping her arms like iron tongs, Leng Bingyan was stunned, and it was definitely not her choice to sit and wait for death, and to catch her without a fight. A killer forced him to go.

But who are the opponents?

A god-level powerhouse!
I saw a slight surprise in the eyes of the eight killers. Perhaps the strength of this woman is far from the description in the information. However, there is more contempt in the eyes, but the power of the main god level, weak, too weak!

There is really an insurmountable hurdle between the main god and the heavenly god, separated by an immeasurably wide distance like a galaxy.

Just hearing them snort coldly, this simple snort suddenly made Leng Bingyan lose her mind, her whole body was spinning, and she felt in a trance, at this moment she clearly felt the gap between them, feeling sad and desperate in her heart.

The blood in his chest couldn't help surging up, a trace of blood rushed into his mouth, a sweet smell lingered between his mouth and throat, and his whole body sank down.

"It's really weak!" The disdainful voice entered Leng Bingyan's ears, and it was harsh, but she had no reason to refute, yes, compared with the gods, she was so weak that she couldn't be weaker.

"Okay, take it away!" Another voice interrupted the teasing, and said seriously: "Go back and explain to the commander, don't make any trouble."

Leng Bingyan was dissatisfied and also wanted to resist, but unfortunately her ability was useless in front of the eight gods. The gap was too big, and resistance was futile.She was resentful in her heart, she was secretly accumulating, ready to fight, success or failure depended on it.

A huge force suddenly came from the shoulder, followed by infinite pain into the brain, and when the power was half accumulated, it suddenly dissipated. Leng Bingyan glared at the killer who caused the crime, wishing to cramp and eviscerate him.

But that person was colder than her, he smiled evilly and said, "Playing tricks with me, it's just a trick, you can't control yourself!"

The old wound was not healed, and the new wound was added, the blow to Leng Bingyan was absolutely huge, she was locked in the aura, just like being in a transparent sphere, and she had already lost the possibility of escaping.

He lowered his head, his gloomy face flashed, there was no hope of escape in a short time, let's see if there is any loophole in the back to take advantage of.

It is absolutely impossible to let it go and let it go.

After thinking this through, Leng Bingyan's tightly held heart relaxed, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, a trace of coolness came from all over her body. It turned out that at the moment just now, her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but now She feels cold.

"Hmph, that's smart, resisting us is doomed to be futile." The killer grinned and said arrogantly.

Leng Bingyan said nothing, turned his head away and didn't bother to look at him.

"Yo, you have a big temper. Well, I won't argue with you. When we get to the place, we'll see how stubborn you are!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the business is important, let's get out of here quickly." The one who seemed to be the leader shouted softly, then looked around, and prepared to leave with the other seven people holding the "light ball".

It's just that the world is impermanent. Since ancient times, blessings have never come together, and misfortunes never come singly. Of course, when blessings come, misfortunes subdue them, and misfortunes depend on them. This moment is a disaster for the killers, but it is a blessing for Leng Bingyan.

It's weird how quickly this role changes.

A handsome man with a huge sword appeared ghostly in front of everyone. He bent slightly, looked down, and put his hand on the hilt behind his back.

"Who are you?" the leading killer snapped.

The man raised his head, squinted his eyes, with a half-smile on his face, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I don't understand what you are doing."

"What kind of skill is it to bully a weak woman?" As soon as he finished speaking, the man's body flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of everyone.

Stretching out his hand, the sharp light covered the knife in his hand, swung it obliquely, and then pulled it back violently, a killer was thrown out by him.

The leading assassin's pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized that there was trouble. This man actually subdued the god-level master with a single shot, and he did not drag his feet. There was no room for his own people to resist in front of him.

Originally, things went very smoothly, but it also verified that sentence, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!This is the Heavenly Dragon God Realm, how could such a legendary God Realm tolerate foreign forces wantonly interfering?

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong!Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

"I'm warning you, it's best not to meddle in our affairs, otherwise..." The leading killer was stern.

"What else? Are you threatening me?" The man gave the leading killer an evil look, his eyes were strange and terrifying!He laughed wildly, and said disdainfully: "Just because of you, you want to threaten me? I, Jian Wuchen, have never been afraid of anything before!"

As soon as the words were finished, the sword was unsheathed, and suddenly a few white lights flashed, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, the hand raised the knife and fell, blood spattered several feet away.

The eight god-level killers fell to the ground without a sound. Compared with the arrogance just now, this moment is almost lonely and silent.

"Ants are just ants, no matter how powerful they are, they are just slightly stronger ants."

After doing this, Jian Wuchen sighed softly, wiped the giant sword clean, re-sheathed it, and then waved his hand, and the ball of light surrounding Leng Bingyan disappeared immediately.

"It's you!"

Leng Bingyan glanced at him in surprise, this Jian Wuchen was actually the one who had a relationship with Xinyao Star once, and who destroyed countless gods and men in one breath!But now, what a similar scene happened again, and it was even more shocking than last time. This time, eight god-level masters were killed in seconds!
Leng Bingyan was speechless for a while, what kind of master is this Jian Wuchen, human life seems to be worthless in front of him, like a mustard, he cut it off as soon as he wanted.More importantly, he has such extraordinary abilities.

How to describe him?

Cold-blooded, bloodthirsty, brutal?
No, none of these words can be used on him, Leng Bingyan can't feel the slightest negativity from him.He was a bloody demon king before, but now he has become a gentle and calm swordsman.It was a chic, comfortable feeling.

A magic sword cut through the sky of thousands of battles, leaving behind thousands of piles of bones.The sword points to the Three Realms, it's not me against the sky, but the sky against me!It's such an arrogance.

"Thank you for saving me." Leng Bingyan thanked him gratefully.

Jian Wuchen glanced at her, waved his hands, and said: "It's nothing, it's just a little effort." Then he turned around and left without hesitation.

"Hey, wait..."

Jian Wuchen stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Leng Bingyan choked, and to be honest, nothing happened. "Well, my name is Leng Bingyan, you can also call me Wangqing."

"Leng Bingyan?" Jian Wuchen groaned, and suddenly asked: "The Leng Bingyan in Xuelong Gorge?"

"Huh?" Leng Bingyan was taken aback for a moment, but nodded honestly.

"So, Bai Mulou is your brother?"

(End of this chapter)