"If you let her go, I won't compete with you for the world!"

"There is such a simple thing. Now many subjects in the world have leaned towards Fengshang Sect."

"That's because you have to cooperate with the Demon Realm and call half of the Eastern Continent to the Demon Realm's jurisdiction."

"It's not because you mercenaries are the world for the reason of clearing the emperor!"

With the emperor's anger, the force in his hand suddenly became larger. I don't know if the magic weapon fell in love with the blood on Yuwen Luoshuang's neck, and instantly began to suck the blood on Yuwen Luoshuang's neck hard. The opening also instantly became deeper, which made Feng Xinglang standing next to him anxious.

At this time, Yuwen Luoshuang screamed in pain. In order to save her life, she began to transport the spiritual power in her body to her neck continuously so that the wounds on her neck became shallow. However, when she encountered the sharp power of the magic weapon, the spiritual power in her body began to retreat a little.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xinglang took a step forward anxiously and said in an anxious tone, "Then what do you want!"

"It's very simple. You transmit the spiritual power of ancient cultivators on your body to my body."

"The spiritual power of ancient cultivators cannot be transferred, and it is not as good as the spiritual power of emperors from generation to generation can be passed down from generation to generation."

"Yeah?"

The emperor looked at Feng Xinglang standing in front of him with evil eyes, and then cut the magic weapon in his hand hard on Yuwen Luoshuang's neck. When he was about to cut it to the vital point, Yuwen Luoshuang suddenly struggled in the emperor's arm, and then a golden light began to emit from her body. That light instantly stinged the emperor's eyes. The emperor reflexively relaxed the palm of the magic weapon, but he instantly pinched the magic weapon again. When he was about to cut it down on Yuwen Luoshuang's neck, Yuwen Luoshuang easily broke free from his arms, like a gust of breeze.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who had finally gained freedom, suddenly covered her neck with pain. Suddenly, her hands were stained with blood. Feng Xinglang quickly stepped forward and hugged her in his arms. Then he covered Yuwen Luoshuang's neck with his palms, and used Gu Xiu's spiritual power to slowly heal the wound on Yuwen Luoshuang's neck.

At this moment, the emperor also opened his eyes instantly. He glanced at the safe Yuwen Luoshuang angrily, and then waved the magic weapon in his hand. His magic weapon began to emit a bloody red light, which was very strangely displayed in front of everyone.

Feng Xinglang covered Yuwen Luoshuang's neck and moved slightly to the side, then looked at the emperor with a sharp look.

"You actually used the forbidden technique!"

"So what if the world can be stabilized, so what if you use the forbidden technique?"

While speaking, the emperor leaned over and kissed him slightly. The magic weapon began to emit a powerful light as if it had been confirmed. The strange bright red deeply shocked everyone present.
Chapter completed!