The Order of Purple Thorn

"In other words, even if you were placed in front of me, you wouldn't dare to eat it. Even if the flames of evil were to rise, you would still have to endure it." Gu Xianying also did not pull back. If Nan Feng did not let go, pulling hard would be painful. Her Body had cultivated to a very accomplished level, but he could not cultivate the sensitive parts of it. Could it be that the Body was able to change between real and fake? Even if it was a transformation of reality, Nan Feng still held onto a part of it. Could it be that he did not want that important little pinch?

Gu Xianying did not move his finger, but only after rubbing it with his finger, did Nan Feng let go.

"It seems that you are quite bold. I really can't do anything to you. It seems that you have time to go home." Nan Feng sighed, this Gu Xianying acted as if he was free to pick anything, and he could not really eat it.

Gu Xianying stood up straight and shot Nan Feng a disdainful glance. The way Nan Feng looked like he wanted to eat but didn't dare to, made her feel really good about it.

"Nan Feng, do you like that Qing Luan?" Gu Xianying who had finished tidying up the seats of the rotunda, asked Nan Feng.

"It's not a problem. The environment of the war is so vile, how can there be so much love between the Children s?" Nan Feng shook his head and said.

"She wants a body with a body, a face with a face, a good temperament and a high ranking father in the Human Alliance. This way, you won't even be able to get close to her, it's too difficult." Gu Xianying said as she looked at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng glanced at Gu Xianying, "What kind of person do you think I am? There are some things I don't do. "

The following few days were peaceful. Legion Qing Luan was undergoing the final integration training, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Jing Yu had already sent someone to notify Asura clan elders' association, who was waiting for the arrival of the Great Perfection of Immortal King's clansmen, then opened them.

The Immortal Slaughter Platform of Great Perfection of Immortal King didn't gamble only for the lives of Great Perfection Immortal King Cultivator or the ten Immortal Kings, because no matter whether it was Human Alliance or the Asura Race, they did not have that much Great Perfection of Immortal King that they could afford to use, and neither side could afford it. Furthermore, in every battle, there would be one Great Perfection of Immortal King and ten Immortal Kings dying. This was already a huge drain on both sides.

"Elder Jing, don't be angry! For the time being, they have gained the upper hand, and if we continue to exhaust them, they will lose without a doubt. " Inside the big tent of the Asura Legion, the Old Ying Zong said to Jing Yu.

Recently, Jing Yu's anger had become even greater, and was because of Nan Feng's anger. Or more accurately speaking, it was because of Nan Feng's finger poking out.

Jing Yu nodded and did not say anything else. She knew that being angry could not solve the problem, so she waited for the Asura Race Headquarters in the Eternal Night World to send the clansmen from the Great Perfection of Immortal King over. Then, she could start the battle and get back her anger from Nan Feng's suppression.

Everything was very quiet. Nan Feng trained steadily every day, and he did not know what happened after this battle, but he did not care too much about it either. He was just a Peak Immortal King, the Human Alliance had its own Great Perfection of Immortal King and mighty powers, and there were still some things that others had to handle.

Qing Luan came over often. She could tell that Nan Feng had something on his mind, and couldn't be calm in the face of a war.

"Nan Feng, do you know that wherever there is life, there will be war, and life and death is the Great Way of Samsara." Qing Luan said to Nan Feng.

"I know this is a rule, but it's actually just a feeling of powerlessness." Nan Feng said to Qing Luan.

"You have already done your best, your battle formation will give our Human Alliance s a lot of battle power, and it will also avoid a lot of casualties." Qing Luan said to Nan Feng.

Sometimes, it could be said to be fated, or it could even be said to be predetermined. On the day before Human Alliance was about to launch an attack, several Cultivator s with Great Perfection of Immortal King appeared in the big tent.

"Listen up, Immortal Slaughter Platform who I am about to open, don't say that I am bullying you, I will give you three days to prepare."

After shouting, Jing Yu faced Nan Feng who had rushed to the Immortal Slaughter Platform to check out the situation and made a throat erasing gesture.

Nan Feng waved his hand wanting to return, but after looking at Qing Luan, he stopped. If it was just Jing Yu, he would continue poking and poking.

Although he could not use his hand to signal back, Nan Feng still had a way to fight back. He flew straight to the Arena, "You all still dare to act arrogantly? Have you had enough time to prepare? "Fight!"

Seeing Nan Feng being so arrogant, Jing Yu's lips moved slightly in anger.

At this time, Nan Feng, who was standing on top of the Immortal Slaughter Platform, had an interesting expression, because a shameless woman like Jing Yu actually dared to scold him with the sound transmission of a soul.

"Become a whore and want to build a memorial archway! Are you stupid? You guys don't dare to fight, so the soul just scolded me using sound transmission? Do you think I won't say it out loud? Don't quibble, because I swear that you have no character and no limits to scold me; do you dare to swear that you did not scold me? The real bitch. " Nan Feng immediately replied with a curse.

This time, it was Jing Yu's turn to have an excited expression. Just now, she was angry and did not want to lose face in front of others, so she did not think too much about it.

"Who knows which one of us is shameless. Do you dare to say that you're not the first one to be shameless?" Jing Yu pointed at Nan Feng and roared.

"What am I shameless about? If you can say it, I will admit it! " Nan Feng was very confident, he felt that as a Asura clan elder, Jing Yu would not tell them the truth that he had pointed his finger at them.

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such a shameless person like you." After hesitating for a bit, Jing Yu immediately scolded his, because she could not say it out loud. The one who said it was his who was embarrassed, and this was a woman who valued purity and innocence.

"Don't argue with me. I will stand right here. If you want to fight, then come!" Nan Feng pointed to the Immortal Slaughter Platform in front of him.

Jing Yu did not speak anymore, and brought her subordinates to return to the camp, there was nothing she could do about Nan Feng.

When the Asura Race left, Nan Feng left the Immortal Slaughter Platform.

"Let's go to Handsome account." Qing Luan looked at Nan Feng and asked.

Nan Feng nodded and let Gu Xianying, who was following him, return first. He followed Qing Luan to the Handsome account.

"It's only a day away from the start of the battle, yet the other side has sent a few more experts. This is a mistake in our plan." Qing Luan said.

"We did not prepare our men, we only lost a portion of our advantage. As for our side, there were some unforeseen events, but since the Kowloon's legion is fine, we can still create a big battle record. Our side only has a little more difficulty, it's not that we can't fight." Nan Feng said his opinion.

"Then the plan will not change. I want to ask you, what did Jing Yu scold you with sound transmission? to the point of being embarrassed and needing soul's sound transmission! " With the same goal in the battle, Qing Luan changed the subject.