Lit The Supreme Being

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Guardians!"No matter how strong you two are, I firmly believe that it will always be me, Tan Yun!"

Tan Yun's fighting spirit was high in his heart. Then, his actions blasted Hu Yanyingfeng and Zhao Feiying and Changsun Hanfei who were slaughtering the same family.

It was Tan Yun beckoning, and he began to collect the ancestral rings in the ancient arena. There were tens of thousands of ancestral rings, and they flew into the ancestral rings between Tan Yun's fingers.

After Tan Yun put away these ancestral rings, whenever Zhao Feiying and Changsun Han killed a fellow, Tan Yun picked up an ancestral ring.

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A full half an hour later, the sweating Chang Sun Han and Zhao Feiying slaughtered all the people who besieged them.

At this time, in the Hongmengtu Divine Sword Formation, apart from the Seven Princesses hiding in the Fangsheng Hall, only four people were left: Tan Yun, Huyan Yingfeng, Zhao Feiying, and Changsun Han.

"Ying'er, you can rest first, I'll deal with him." Chang Sun Han said, "It's easy to kill him."

"Yeah." Zhao Feiying looked at Chang Sun Han affectionately and nodded.

Long Sun Han took a step in the sky, kissed Zhao Feiying lightly, looked back suddenly, pointed at Tan Yun, "You killed me so many of my fellow students, I kill you 100 times is not enough!"

Facing the scolding, Tan Yun's eyes flashed a touch of cunning and viciousness, and he secretly said: "I must be surprised. At the expense of time-consuming reversal, I will kill the weaker Zhao Feiying, and then I will try my best to deal with Chang Sun Han!"

"If Zhao Feiying is not dealt with and besieged by two people, I am afraid I will really die today."

After making up his mind, Tan Yun looked at Zhang Sun Han and said sharply: "You have only 3 billion people in the Shenzong of Bliss, but you cruelly killed my tens of billions of soldiers!"

"For this account, I am sure to let the entire Divine Bliss Sect be buried with you!"

"Come on, let's fight to the death!"

Tan Yun roared, and when Zhao Feiying and Chang Sun Han thought that Tan Yun was going to die with him, the next scene took them both by surprise.

However, Tan Yun suddenly disarmed the Hongmeng Divine Sword Formation, and he had no time to put away the eleven Hongmeng Divine Swords scattered around the ancient arena, cast its Hongmeng Divine Steps, and fled into the flames of the tunnel!

Hu Yanyingfeng hurriedly shouted: "He knows it's not your opponent, he wants to escape, please chase me!"

"Wow!"

After Tan Yun flew into the flames of the tunnel, holding the Hongmeng Excalibur Sword, he desperately continued to escape in the air!

"Young Master, don't worry, he can't escape!"

Zhao Feiying, who was closest to the tunnel, released the tidal wind and the power of Lei Zudi, her skirt dancing, blue silk flying, holding a divine sword, took the lead in flying into the tunnel, chasing Tan Yun.

Long Sun Han followed closely.

Zhao Feiying's speed is no slower than Chang Sun Han, at least three times faster than Tan Yun.

For the strong against each other, let alone three times faster, even if it is 30% faster, it is a disaster for the slower!

Therefore, in Zhao Feiying's heart, killing Tan Yun at a speed three times faster than taking something from a bag.

Tan Yun pretending to be madly fleeing for his life, yelled without looking back: "Don't chase, you say, what is going on, you will let me go!"

"This girl doesn't want anything, just wants your life, die!" Zhao Feiying quickly caught up with Tan Yun, and the moment he appeared behind Tan Yun, a sword struck Tan Yun's head.

"Pump!"

Tan Yun screamed in horror, suddenly turned his head to dodge, and was cut off his arm in the blood spray.

"Ah, my arm!"

Tan Yun screamed and turned abruptly, waved his sword with his right hand, and cut at Zhao Feiying.

"Your speed is too slow. It's a dream to kill this girl!"

With a sneer on his face, Zhao Feiying easily avoided the sword cut by Tan Yun. With a whirl of his wrist, a sword light slashed down and cut off Tan Yun's right hand holding the sword!

"Ying'er, stay alive, and then hand it over to the young master to dispose of it!" the grandson Han who was flying in the corridor behind shouted.

At the same time, he wanted to remind Zhao Feiying to be careful of fraud, but when he saw that Zhao Feiying completely suppressed Tan Yun by speed alone, he felt that he had looked at Tan Yun high before!

"Yeah." Zhao Feiying stared at Tan Yun without looking back, her beautiful eyes were red with tears, she gritted her teeth and said: "You beast, because you killed me so many juniors and younger sisters!"

"I want you to die!"

"Punch, punch, punch--"

With blood flashing, Zhao Feiying held a sword fast in and out of Tan Yun's chest, stabbing dozens of swords continuously, each of which avoided the heart, but hit other viscera.

"what!"

Tan Yun, who had lost his arms, let out a painful wailing, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he fell into the sea of ​​fire with a miserable look.

"Woo..." In Fangsheng's Great Hall, the Seventh Princess, who was watching through the divine sense, looked at Tan Yun's extremely tragic appearance, and cried into tears, "Tan Yun, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I hurt you. ."

Just when the Seventh Princess decided that Tan Yun was doomed to escape, Tan Yun's weak voice rang in her mind, "Don't cry, I'm fine, all this is under my control."

Hearing that, when the Seventh Princess was at a loss, the scene that happened to Tan Yun immediately shocked her, forgetting everything, even breathing!

She discovered through her spiritual sense that after seeing Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and lost his arms, fell into the flames of the tunnel, Zhao Feiying said viciously: "First burn you alive and half to death, and then this girl will give you to the young master. Disposal."

After that, she flew into the sea of ​​fire, turned her back to Tan Yun, looked at the grandson Han who was flying towards her in the tunnel, and said softly: "You don't need to come over, I'll take him later..."

Before Zhao Feiying's words fell, Chang Sun Han, who was flying towards her, suddenly changed his face, his eyes almost protruding from the sockets, and shouted hoarsely: "Ying'er, be careful behind!"

In the roar, Changsun Han burned himself the soul of the ancestor emperor, his eyes were cracked, the misty flame on his head burned, and the speed surged toward Zhao Feiying!

It was Tan Yun who reversed time. After the right hand and left arm that had been turned into ashes in the sea of ​​fire miraculously appeared again, they flew into the void.

At the same time, Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and fell into the sea of ​​fire, also appeared in the low air, and in an instant, he recovered.

Looking at the beloved person flying towards her, Zhao Feiying had an ominous premonition spontaneously. She didn't think much about it. When she wanted to dodge, Tan Yun held the Hongmeng God Sword and showed her Hongmeng God Step. Behind.

"Bitch, die!"

The sound of Tan Yun's smirk sounded behind him, Zhao Feiying felt a cold tingling pain from his back before he had time to dodge, and then a bloody sword pierced out of his chest!

Tan Yun hit Zhao Feiying's heart with a sword!

"no no!!"

The grandson Han, who was flying towards Zhao Feiying, murmured with blood and let out a cry of despair.

He and Zhao Feiying had a deep relationship, and he cried when he saw that the beloved woman was about to disappear!

A stream of red blood gushed out from Zhao Feiying’s lips, her tears dripped down, and she intermittently said: "Don’t... don’t cry... I have spent 9.63 million years with you. Five months and ten days."

"I never saw you cry, so I don't want you to cry."

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, I wanted to return to the family after this experience was over, begging my father to agree to our marriage, and then..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Feiying's tears filled her eyes with a deep yearning color, and her voice became weaker and weaker, "Then...then, we will open branches and leaves for your eldest grandson family, but...but I have no chance."

Listening to Zhao Feiying's words before his death, Tan Yun was a little moved, a trace of unbearable expression in his murderous eyes.

"Sorry, I can't accompany you to the end..." Zhao Feiying whimpered in tears, looked at Grand Sun Han reluctantly, and cried intermittently: "Being with you is fate and the most beautiful meeting."

"Although I am no longer there, I will always... always be in your heart... right... right?"

"Woo..." Changsun wailed loudly, and he kept nodding, "Yes...Yes...You will always be in my heart."

"Then I will be content..." Before Zhao Feiying's words fell, with a contented smile, her head hung weakly.

"Tan Yun!" Zhang Sun Han flew down abruptly into the tunnel, and knelt down heavily, "Please don't kill her, and leave her ancestral soul and fetus."

"I am willing to use my life to exchange her chance of rebirth... I beg you!" The grandson Han, who burned himself with the soul of the ancestor, kept kowtow to Tan Yun, breaking his head!