Chu Feng fell into a coma because he could not bear the pain caused by the formation.

After the good wine, Chu Feng gradually woke up.

After Chu Feng woke up, he felt unbearable pain, sweeping his whole body, especially his head, as if he was about to explode.

After a long time, the pain began to gradually fade away, and Chu Feng gradually recovered.

When Chu Feng discovered that the Death Blade was in his hands, he was even surprised.

"I actually got it?"

Chu Feng looked carefully and found that this was indeed the Death Blade.

Chu Feng was extremely ecstatic because he was clearly there, and before he could get close to the Blade of Death, he had already fallen into a coma. He thought he had failed.

I never thought that at this time the Blade of Death was actually in my hands, and it was a person of Death who was replaced by a fake one.

Holding it in your hand, although you can't use it yourself, let alone exert the power of the Death Blade, Chu Feng could feel the power of this weapon.

"You want to give it to someone who is very important, right?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Chu Feng, and when he turned around, it was Yin Zhuanghong.

At this moment, Yin Zhuanghong's face was defeated and her aura was very weak.

It can be seen that she was also seriously injured, but she was holding a golden sword in her hand, which was the Emperor's Sword.

"You succeeded." Chu Feng said.

"You have got the Death Blade. If I can't get this Emperor's Sword, wouldn't it be in vain?" When Yin Zhuanghong said this, a faint smile actually rose from the corner of her mouth.

Chu Feng was a little surprised. This was the first time Chu Feng saw Yin Zhuanghong laughing after seeing her.

"So, you will laugh too." Chu Feng said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yin Zhuanghong realized that she actually smiled at Chu Feng, so she hurriedly put away her smile.

It became cold and frost again.

"What are you doing? You look so beautiful when you smile, why do you have to be stern?" Chu Feng said.

"Get up, you have been in a coma for ten days, it's time for us to leave." Yin Zhuanghong said.

"Ten days, I've been in a coma for so long?" Chu Feng was very surprised.

Yin Zhuanghong ignored Chu Feng. She had turned around and walked to the stairs.

"Wait a minute, I really got this Death Blade myself?" Chu Feng asked.

He was a little confused because he was not sure whether he had obtained this Death Blade himself.

"Of course it's you, otherwise how could it be in your hands."

"Speaking of this, I'm really curious why you have lost consciousness, but you can still move forward in the guardian formation and get this Death Blade." Yin Zhuanghong looked at Chu Feng with a serious face.

"You mean, I got this Death Blade when I was unconscious?" Chu Feng himself was shocked.

"So, your realm spirit must have a very unusual relationship with you, right?"

Yin Zhuanghong asked, she was really curious about how a world spirit could make Chu Feng do this.

"I don't know what to say, but in short, she is very important to me." Chu Feng said.

"I understand."

"let's go."

After Yin Zhuanghong said this, she walked out.

Chu Feng also stood up and walked down following Yin Zhuanghong.

As he walked down, Chu Feng discovered that the other weapons were guarded by a powerful barrier.

That barrier cannot be cracked at all.

The reason for such a change is probably because they are afraid that Chu Feng and the others will prepare for the barrier after getting a favorite weapon.

This fully demonstrates that the warning on the first level is not a scam.

When you enter here, you can only get one weapon.

"for you."

However, when Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong arrived at the first floor, Yin Zhuanghong suddenly raised her hand and handed Chu Feng a token.

It says the four words "The Holy Teaching of Red Clothing".

"Are you inviting me to be a guest?" Chu Feng asked.

"My master said, this is a kind of politeness." Yin Zhuanghong said.

"It's rare that you are so polite." Chu Feng smiled.

"Don't forget it." Yin Zhuanghong was about to pull the token back as she spoke.

"I want it, how can I not? I'm a very polite person."

Chu Feng said with a smile, and while taking Yin Zhuanghong's token, he took out a token of the Chu family from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Yin Zhuanghong.

Looking at the token handed over by Chu Feng, Yin Zhuanghong was hesitant at first, but in the end she took the token.

After taking the token, Yin Zhuanghong walked out. Seeing this, Chu Feng also followed him out.

Although when entering the Tibetan soldiers' tower, there is a large attack and killing formation to break through.

But when I left, I was quite calm.

When Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong walked out of the Tibetan soldiers' tower, Kong Tianhui and other juniors rushed forward and surrounded Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong.

"Brother Chu Feng, Miss Yin, why are your faces so ugly?"

"No, your aura is so weak, are you injured?"

What people are most concerned about is the physical condition of Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong.

After all, both of them were very weak at this time, especially Chu Feng, whose face was pale, just like a dead person.

That was not a simple skin trauma. Both of them were soul-destroying, otherwise they would not have been like this.

"It's okay." Chu Feng said with a smile.

"It's all like this, and I'm still saying it's okay?"

"Two friends, taking this pill will relieve your injuries."

Lord Shoujian took out two pills and handed them to Chu Feng and the others. At the same time, Kong Ci, Long Ning, Xian Yun, and even Wuming Yuan Zhi and others took out the healing pills and handed them to Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong.

Those are all valuable pills.

"Beiyangluo, give me your soul-casting pill." Nangong Yifan said to Beiyangluo.

"Ah?" Hearing this, Beiyang Luo's face became ugly.

That soul-casting pill is an extremely precious pill that his grandfather sold to him for a large price to save his life at critical moments.

"Give it to me." Nangong Yifan's eyes became colder.

He didn't look like he wanted to others at all, but he was more like an irresistible order.

However, Beiyangluo did not dare to disobey his orders, and took out the precious soul-casting pill and handed it to Nangong Yifan.

Nangong Yifan, who had obtained the soul-casting pill, walked towards Yin Zhuanghong, hoping to give this pill to Yin Zhuanghong for her to heal her wounds.

"Brother Chu Feng, what weapons did you get in the Tibetan soldiers' tower?"

"Oh, why do you two hold the tokens of each other's sect in their hands?"

Kong Tianhui originally wanted to see what weapons Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong got, but when they looked at their hands, they found that there were no weapons in their hands, but instead they were holding a token.

And that token was also the invitation token of their respective forces, which surprised Kong Tianhui.

"I'll go, really?"

The next moment, everyone present also discovered this incident, and everyone exclaimed for a moment.

At this time, even Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong were shocked.

It was not until this time that they realized.

It turned out that Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong had just taken the tokens from each other, and they hurriedly walked out of the Tower of Tongtian and forgot to put the token away.

At this time, after reacting, Yin Zhuanghong hurriedly put away the token, and Chu Feng also put away the one in his hand.

But it was too late and everyone had seen it.

Especially Nangong Yifan, when he saw this scene, he was originally happy, and was stunned as if he was petrified.
Chapter completed!