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Chapter 483 I... It's Me

"Ling...Ling'er!"

Almost subconsciously, Yan Feng shouted out the name buried deep in his soul, his eyes were red in an instant, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart at this moment. This was not the love between men and women, but brothers and sisters...!

Baili Changfeng in his previous life has always regarded Jiao Ling as his closest sister!

"Changfeng..." Jiao Ling was stunned when she heard this sound of Ling'er, and then a smile appeared on her face, but with the blood on the corners of her mouth and the white face, it looked so sad and beautiful.

"It's been a long time, I haven't heard you call me like this."

Her breath faded rapidly under the injury of the Nine Swords. All of this... was just a moment.

Nine men in purple appeared around Yan Feng in an instant. These people were dressed in delicate clothes and their aura emitted powerful pressure. They were ghost immortals in the Golden Immortal Realm!

The nine swords just now were stabbed by these nine people.

Yan Feng suddenly turned around and tightened Jiao Ling in his arms. At the same time, he waved his hands to the fat monks and the others. A strong wind passed by. The fat monk, Fang Mu, and Zhou Li were all blown into the crack opened by the fat monk.

There is also a small corner on the shoulder, which was also sent into the crack by Yan Feng!

"court death!"

The nine people all had their eyebrows and eyes fixed, and they all slashed towards the crack, but it was too late. The fat monks and the others had already entered the crack.

His hand suddenly grabbed the crack. Before the fat monks could react, Yan Feng smoothed the crack directly!

"Master...If you have the fate, see you again in the next life!" Looking at the closed crack, Yan Feng turned his head, and the anger in his eyes was overwhelming.

Seeing this, the nine people were all angry. Nine of them were left to prevent accidents, but at this moment they were people running away. Once Han Shi knew about this, all nine of them would be in trouble!

With a clang, the nine swords fell on the ghost-slaying sword. The white runes on the ghost-slaying sword were circling like living things, as if a white tiger was leaping on it.

Yan Feng held a knife in one hand and held the Jiao Ling in the other hand. Nine rays of pressure that were comparable to the Golden Immortal fell on Yan Feng. Under the strong wind, gray and white were flying, but in the end, the difference in strength was difficult to make up, and Yan Feng's figure suddenly fell to the ground.

Just one breath, a roar sound resounded throughout the shadow world!

Yan Feng's body fell directly into the palace where Fang Mu was imprisoned. The originally unbreakable barrier shattered in an instant. The entire palace collapsed in an instant, and smoke and dust rose up in the sky.

The huge pit was instantly smashed out. He lay in the center of the pit and looked up at the sky. There was blood flowing from Yan Feng's mouth, and he slightly turned his head to look at Jiao Ling leaning on his chest.

"I regret it so much... I regret it..."

Jiao Ling leaned on Yan Feng’s chest, the long water-green skirt on her body was soaked in blood, but she was muttering to herself.

"I regretted that I turned around and left... I regretted that I was not with you, I regret that that was the last thing I said to you. For thousands of years, I have always thought that I would never see you again."

"Changfeng, do you know, when I know you are still alive, when I see you again, I am so happy..."

Yan Feng listened to Jiao Ling's words, and the scenes he had recalled before were all reflected in his mind.

An indescribable feeling of heartache burst into tears in my heart...

Above the sky, nine black rainbows were already descending with a surging sword energy. If these nine sword energy fell on me, then from now on, there will be no more storm in the world!

"Changfeng."

The Jiao Ling leaned in Yan Feng's arms, and his voice was weak.

"What's wrong? Don't want to die with me?"

Yan Feng turned around and smiled, with a calmness in his eyes. He could have triggered a battle of the heavenly tribulation, but the result of the heavenly tribulation here could not escape death, but it was very likely that Jiao Ling would endure more pain.

Rather than that, it's better to just forget it.

A weak laugh like a silver bell came from his arms. Jiao Ling raised her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, and her face turned pale. This whitening added a bit of beauty to her originally cold face.

"You should know that I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Is that true?"

Yan Feng still looked up at the sky. The nine sword energy was about to come to his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"So...you have been waiting for me to die."

"fool…"

Nine sword energy fell down with a bang...!

A storm that shook the entire Shadow Palace swept across the Shadow Palace. The silver and white liquid that originally permeated the Shadow Palace shook and disappeared in an instant under this wave of air. The palace flew backwards, and the entire Shadow Palace was destroyed by nearly half under this sword energy.

Even those who were immersed in the silver liquid were shocked and woken up by this powerful aura.

Drop, drop, drop...

The crisp sound of water fell to the ground, Yan Feng frowned slightly, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he suddenly realized that he was no longer in the ruins of the original palace.

There is a light sound of birds and birds in my ears, and the sound of the mountain streams is constantly flowing, and the turbulent and rapids are heard, making it clear and pleasant.

Yan Feng is familiar with him here. He once appeared here and fought with someone here.

That person is called Baili Changfeng.

At this time, Yan Feng was no longer the Yan Feng he had at the time. Compared to the time, he had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was still the waterfall. Yan Feng stood on the bluestone in front of the waterfall, watching the white water splashing everywhere, falling on the tip and passing through the corners of his eyes.

In the waterfall, a figure slowly appeared, first a black shadow, and then a person appeared.

It looks exactly the same as Yan Feng, but the other end is in black.

"It seems you have changed a lot these days."

Laughing came from the waterfall. The long wind in the waterfall slowly walked out, facing the wind only a few feet away.

"I've changed?"

Yan Feng smiled relievedly at the corner of his mouth: "Is it me, or you?"

As soon as these words came out, Baili Changfeng, who came out of the waterfall, also had a smile on his face: "That's right, it's me, it's you."

"My sword energy should have dissipated, why is it still there?"

Yan Feng asked Baili Changfeng in front of him, his tone was like asking himself, muttering to himself. The water from the waterfall splashed and fell on the cheeks of the two people. A few birds passed by the two people, as if they were in the world.

Baili Changfeng, standing at the mouth of the waterfall, said with a smile.

"Only when I fully agree with my identity, this sword energy will completely disappear."

"How is that..." Yan Feng's face seemed to have a hint of enlightenment.

Baili Changfeng looked at Yan Feng at the opposite side. At this moment, two people, one me, showed the same smile on their faces and muttered to themselves at the same time.

"So, I...is me."

The two of them, the whole world stopped for a moment when these words appeared, and time seemed to have stopped. The birds flying in the sky continued to fly, and the splashes of water could no longer fall. The two of them were like afterimages, slowly overlapping into one person!

The sword energy that remained in the previous life, the real sword energy, disappeared completely from the moment Yan Feng truly recognized that he was Changfeng Baili.

And this last sword energy entered Yan Feng's body and gave him a stick of incense!

One stick of incense, a hundred miles of long wind!

Under the ruins, just as the nine sword energy fell to his body, a sentence rang out in Yan Feng's heart.
Chapter completed!
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