After Feng Wuchen came to Yuanling Realm, he felt that this place was very similar to Wuzong...

"so similar!"

The geography, location...even the layout of the mountain gate is the same, with a thousand-foot-high waterfall and a tall stone statue.

I saw the stone statue of Lingzong wearing a long skirt and long hair reaching to the waist. Although it has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, its facial features still reveal an alluring beauty.

The founder of the Ling Sect...is actually a woman?

And she is a woman who brings disaster to the country and the people!

As soon as Feng Wuchen arrived at the Lingzong Mountain Gate, he saw hundreds of figures rushing out from all around, blocking all his escape routes. .??.

"We meet again! Lu Ran..."

At this time, with a deep voice, Zhu Lianshan's body came out.

Feng Wuchen's eyes narrowed: "It is indeed you... I didn't expect you to really betray Wuzong! Where is Zihan?"

"Hmph..." Zhu Lianshan snorted coldly: "Stop singing a high profile here! You may not be cleaner than me!"

After saying that, he waved his big hand, and Zihan appeared beside him.

Just seeing Feng Wuchen again, Zihan's eyes did not have the same emotion as before.

That look in his eyes was extremely strange.

"Your target is me, let go of irrelevant people!"

Zhu Lianshan snorted: "I'm not a fool! Before that, hand over the Patriarch's Dao Sword!"

"The Patriarch's Taoist Sword?" Feng Wuchen looked at the old man and asked, "Have you forgotten yesterday's lesson?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

After drinking, Zhu Lianshan dropped a claw towards Zihan's Tianling, a red light flashed through, and the latter showed an expression of pain in an instant.

"ah!"

"stop!"

"..."

Zhu Lianshan sneered again: "How about it? Do you want the Patriarch Dao Sword or this little girl? Choose for yourself!"

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath: "The Patriarch's Dao Sword is not on me!"

"What? Boy...are you kidding me?"

It wasn't that Feng Wuchen was reluctant to part with the Dao sword, but now the Dao sword was in Wei Yan's hands, and the latter was in retreat and couldn't be disturbed at all.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and said: "Do you really think Zhang Ziyan would give me the Taoist sword so willingly? Haha... The night I got the Taoist sword, he came to me! Forced me to give the Taoist sword to me

Hand over the sword!"

With that said, Feng Wuchen also threw out a Na ring.

"This is my Najie. If you don't believe it... you can check it out!"

Zhu Lianshan looked suspicious, and took the Najie with his hand. After a closer inspection, he saw that there were a large number of spiritual stones, heavenly materials and earthly treasures as well as several fairy swords stored in it, which were in line with the wealth of a Yuan Shen realm.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the Eye of the Sword Heart and scanned Feng Wuchen from beginning to end, but he still couldn't find the slightest trace of the Dao sword.

"Hmph...it's really not on your body! Haha...without the Patriarch Dao Sword, you are just a stronger ant, but I am too cautious!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes narrowed and Weiwei said, "Let her go! Kill or behead her, it's up to you!"

But the disdain on Zhu Lianshan's face became even stronger: "Let her go? Hahaha! She knows the secret of Lingzong, I can't let her go!"

After hearing these words, Feng Wuchen suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart: "What do you want to do?"

"Hahaha... You killed my great-great-grandson in front of me. Today, I am going to kill this little girl you care about in front of you!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zhu Lianshan already struck out with his palm, hitting the woman in the back.

"don't want!"

"puff!"

Due to the huge force, the woman's body instantly fell towards Feng Wuchen at an extremely fast speed.

Compare!

"Zihan!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly activated his body skills and caught the woman, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the woman's body as if it were free of charge.

However, Zhu Lianshan was in the stage of transcending tribulation, so how terrifying was the palm of An Jin attached to it?

That palm almost directly broke the woman's heart and consciousness, and almost shattered her body and soul...

Zihan's face was seen covered in blood, and her eyes were slightly empty.

"You...are you really not Senior Brother Lu Ran? They...they cough cough...they said that Senior Brother Lu Ran is dead. Is this true?"

"Don't say anything yet! I will find a way to save you!"

Feng Wuchen's breathing became extremely rapid, and he tried like crazy to save the woman, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't stop the woman's vitality that was draining away like a tide.

"Ahem..."

Zihan coughed lightly and touched Feng Wuchen's face.

"Tell me...who are you...ok...ok?"

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and finally recognized the reality.

Just listen to him whispering: "My name is Feng Wuchen...the wind from the north wind, spotless Wuchen..."

"Feng Wuchen...what a nice name...can I see what you look like?"

"good!"

Feng Wuchen knew that the woman's life was not long, so he did not hesitate and immediately removed his disguise, revealing that snow-white hair!

"Ahem...it's not ugly...why...why do you have to use someone else's identity..."

"..."

The moment the words fell.

Zihan's wrist that was placed on Feng Wuchen's face dropped instantly.

His vitality was completely cut off at that moment, leaving only a cold corpse in Feng Wuchen's arms.

"call……"

> Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, his expression strangely calm.

He closed his eyes for the woman and said softly: "Don't worry...it doesn't matter if I am Lu Ran or not! I will avenge you!"

Seeing Zihan die in Feng Wuchen's arms, Zhu Lianshan showed an extremely satisfied look: "Haha... Since the Patriarch's Dao Sword is not with you, you don't even have the qualifications to let me kill you myself! Kill!"

Kill him!"

After giving the order, Zhu Lianshan turned around confidently.

"laugh!"

However, as soon as he moved his eyes away, he heard the muffled sound of several heads falling to the ground.

He frowned and turned his head suddenly, only to see an unforgettable scene in his life.

I saw a white-haired young man holding a black and red sword. Beside him were headless corpses whose heads had been beheaded.

"How can it be……"

In Zhu Lianshan's incredible eyes, Feng Wuchen's aura would rise an inch with every step he took.

"Haha... I had no intention of being an enemy of you! Why do you have to come here to die..."

"..."

Zhu Lianshan's eyes kept trembling, because at this moment, Feng Wuchen's cultivation was as vast as a big river.

"You...you are not in the Yuan Shen realm? You are in the Tribulation Stage!"

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen didn’t answer him!

Cut it out with one sword!

"Whoosh!"

That sword spanned thousands of feet from front to back!

All creatures on the path, regardless of their cultivation level, turned into souls under the sword.

Seeing that the sword was fierce and heading towards him, Zhu Lianshan's eyes suddenly flashed and he retreated suddenly!

"Where do you want to escape?"

But before Zhu Lianshan could exert his strength, Feng Wuchen's voice came from his ears!

The next moment!
Chapter completed!