"Yes!"


    Mu Liang, looking at the white immortal shadow, frowns deeper and deeper.


    "Ah! My head hurts!" he thought. His head hurt at this time. Even he looked up at the sky and shouted.


    "Ah! I can''t remember!" suddenly, he shouted, "this is brother Youming''s wife, beauty saint!"


    ……


    On the other side, Shi Feng still looked at the battle between Jinmo and the silver haired man.


    The more you see it, the more you see it, the more you don''t understand what happened to her.


    Now, it''s still the silver haired man who constantly cuts Jin Mo with his nine color divine sword.


    A huge nine color sword Qi fell from the sky, like the sword of divine punishment, and fell to the brocade ink.


    However, the brocade ink just swung up with its right hand, which was very beautiful, and knocked the nine color sword Qi away.


    At the moment, Shi Feng has found that his body can move.


    Previously, the man imprisoned himself with power, but now, that power has disappeared.


    Although it can be used, Shi Feng still didn''t rush to join the battlefield.


    That''s how he continued to watch quietly.


    Jin Mo has the upper hand. His combat power is abnormal. He doesn''t need his own intervention at all.


    If you step in by yourself, it will drag her down.


    "In the past, I just wanted to protect her and didn''t want her to hurt at all, but I didn''t expect it. Now, I want her to protect me."


    Shi Feng grinned bitterly.


    However, it is a good thing that she has become stronger and stronger to protect herself.


    "Ah!" at this time, the silver haired man holding the nine color sword with both hands raised his head and roared violently.


    The big sword with both hands in his hand was held high by him again, ready to launch a stronger attack on Jin Mo again.


    He, the whole man, trembled wildly, as if he were about to fall into a very crazy state.


    Jin Mo''s calm face finally moved slightly at this time, slowly raised his head and waited for a new attack.


    However, Jin Mo didn''t wait for this blow.


    I saw the silver haired man move violently. Unexpectedly, he took his hands down, turned around and fled!


    It seems that he already knows that he is not the enemy of the woman in front of him. In fact, he has already known the victory and defeat. There is no need to fight again.


    If we continue to fight, we will die.


    Therefore, he chose to escape, deify the nine colors, quickly across the sky, and soon disappeared at the end of the sky.


    The speed of escape is really fast.


    "Where are people?" he looked at the silver haired man flying away. When Shi Feng realized it again, Jin Mo didn''t know when it had disappeared.


    When it appeared, there was no sign, and now it disappears, there is no sign.


    "Ah!" suddenly, a roar of pain came from the direction of the silver haired man''s escape.


    Listen to the roar, it should come from a very far away place.


    Shi Feng''s body shape, hurriedly moved and chased the other side.


    "Brother Youming, wait for me." another empty Muliang shouted to Shi Feng.


    Then his body moved and ran after him.


    ……


    "Dead?" soon, Shi Feng saw two figures in the void.


    Brocade ink, quietly floating there.


    In front of him, there was a very scarlet and strange red flower. In the middle of the red flower, the silver haired man knelt there and didn''t move.


    Shi Feng has sensed that this person has no breath and is dead!


    Jiuyouming skill immediately worked, and the death power of the strong was immediately swallowed by him.


    The bright red blood flew out of his handsome and cold face, turned into five blood arrows and shot at Shi Feng.


    The body between the red ones was beginning to be extremely shriveled.


    "Bang! Bang!" two crisp sounds, as his death, as his blood was swallowed by Shi Feng.


    The nine color sword in his hand and the nine color armor on his body also collapsed.


    In this situation, it seems that this sword and armor is his power!


    Engulfed the strong man''s blood and the power of death, the abnormal Dantian energy of Shi Feng suddenly rose.


    However, the energy that Dantian longed for was too huge when he entered the seven heaven realm of God.


    Although it climbed, it still didn''t reach great fullness!


    "You! Evil devil, what do you want!" a cold and sharp voice came from the palm of Shi Feng''s hand.


    It turned out that Shi Feng didn''t devour the soul of the silver haired man, but just now, he directly arrested him with the art of arresting the soul in the quiet sky, and now he holds it in his hand.


    This silver haired man has strong cultivation and fierce Qi and blood.


    If Shi Feng uses the technique of arresting souls in the quiet sky to him before he dies, it won''t work at all.


    But just now, his body was dead, all his strength was broken, and it was easy to arrest his soul.


    In fact, Shi Feng can get his soul even without the art of arresting the soul in Youtian.


    Hearing the cold cry, Shi Feng directly pinched his soul with his hand.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah!" bursts of painful roars came from the soul in his hands.


    It can be heard that the soul was pinched directly, which made him feel great pain.


    "Evil devil! Wait! Sooner or later, you will pay a hundred times more than this!" the silver haired man roared again.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah!" and the more he roared, the harder Shi Feng pinched.


    Let him suffer even more.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Evil spirit!"


    "Evil devil, ah! Kill if you want to!"


    "Your body is dead, but it''s not so easy to destroy your soul." Shi Feng replied to him.


    In fact, for Shi Feng, such means now is nothing at all.


    With a bang, the white flame burned from the right hand of Shi Feng.


    This time, Shi Feng directly used his Unicorn flame to burn the soul body.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"


    "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"


    "Ah ah!"


    Sure enough, he was burned by the unicorn flame, which immediately became more miserable and fierce.


    The shrill cry was like that of a mouse burned by fire.


    "Ah! Kill me, kill me! Ah! Kill me! Ah!"


    Gradually, even the soul of the silver haired man became less rigid.


    Even, as if begging for death.


    Suffering from such torture, this feeling, death, is really an extremely beautiful relief.


    "I just said that it''s not so easy for the soul to be destroyed." Shi Feng replied to him with a sneer.


    "You! Ah! What the hell do you want to do! Ah! Ah! Ah! You''ve gone too far! Ah! Ah! Ah!


    Kill me! Ah! Let me die, ah! Let me die!


    ……”