Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Zhang Qifan looked calm, ignoring the pale Daoist in front of him.

Even when passing by him, he deliberately put the latter on his shoulders.

Sure enough, Zhang Qifan's shoulders could be half-integrated into Canggu Daoist's body.

Everything was as Zhang Qifan had guessed.

The young version of Cang Gu Daoist in front of him is really just a phantom.

There is no half-point and half-point attack ability.

This is why Zhang Qifan dares to be so arrogant.

His figure moved.

When he came to the sky above Russell Peak, he didn't use the Open Heaven Sword in his hand, but simply compared his hand to a sword finger and pointed down.

At this moment, Zhang Qifan let go of the Sword intent around him.

A turbulent tossing, Sword intent with a strong aura of destruction.

Like the backflow of the Tianhe River, the entire Russell Peak is easily split open.

The sound of sword chirping could be heard incessantly.

Zhu Yanhe closed his eyes and found himself in the world of swords.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn't see any swords.

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I can only feel the Sword intent soaring into the sky, filling every corner of this area.

After Russell Peak was opened.

I saw that at the very middle of the mountain range, there was a pool of extremely brightly colored blood.

in the blood pool.

Cang Gu Daoist still looks like that old man, standing in the middle of the blood pool.

The blood was only on his waist.

No, he did not want to enter the blood pool, but to come out of the blood pool.

Because the upper body where the Canggu Daoist can show is full of blood.

And his right hand really turned into a sharp lion claw.

Just by looking at it, I felt heart palpitations and shudders.

Zhang Qifan raised his eyebrows slightly, before he had time to make a move.

Zhu Yanhe dodged and came to his side.

After seeing the image of Cang Gu Daoist, a monstrous roar instantly appeared in his eyes.

A black ball of light.

Start to rotate slowly in Zhu Yanhe's right hand.

But then, Zhu Yanhe's eyes instantly turned red.

Tears slipped down his cheeks, and he said with extreme grief, "Uncle Russell."

The reason why Zhu Yanhe has such a big contrast is because he saw Canggu Daoist's right lion paw.

In the center of the sharp lion's claw is a vertical dark red scar.

It seems that it should be old and injured.

Even if eight hundred years, a thousand years have passed.

I wish Yanhe could never forget that prismatic scar.

long long ago.

When Zhu Yanhe was very young, there was no scar on Russell's right paw at that time.

Because of the soft pads in the lion's paw.

Zhu Yanhe has always liked to press on it with her hands, and even when she was a child, she still lay on it.

Russell never drove him away, and even enjoyed the little guy lying in his hands.

On that day, Zhu Yanhe secretly went out to play.

Encountered a master of the hostile Sect.

It was Russell who rushed out, holding Zhu Yanhe firmly with one claw, and fighting with the other claw.

Later, while wounded, Russell drives the hostile Sect's cultivator away.

He opened his paws and wished Yanhe safe and sound.

But because Russell's grip was too tight.

Even the claws stabbed into the flesh and bleed, without realizing it.

On that day, Zhu Yanhe cried for a long, long time.

But Russell didn't take it seriously at all, and even smiled and said to Zhu Yanhe: "This is the mark you left on me, if one day you don't recognize me, remember to find me through this mark.

At that time, the very small Zhu Yanhe nodded vigorously.

But now, Zhu Yanhe, who has grown into a hegemon, burst into tears.

shouted again: "Uncle Russell! 35

In the blood pool, the blood immediately began to roll violently.

During the tumbling, the bubbles rose.

After a while, above the blood pool, a huge lion phantom appeared.

His face was majestic and domineering, after seeing Zhu Yanhe.

The originally angry eyes softened instantly.

"I didn't expect that Xiao He has grown so big now, what is he doing with that ugly cloak?

Pull it down and let Uncle take a good look at you one last time.

Hear this familiar voice.

Zhu Yanhe couldn't cry, but still pulled off the cloak from her body at the fastest speed and threw it into the distance.

Russell's phantom slowly stepped forward, came to Zhu Yanhe's side, and slightly pushed the latter's head with his huge lion head.

"I've grown into a big girl, and I'm still crying. I've been dead for a thousand years. It's time to forget about it.

"I will never forget, I will never forget!

Zhu Yanhe shook her head desperately, reaching out to grab Russell's lion head, but she caught it empty.

Because now Russell is still a phantom.

Zhu Yanhe said loudly: "Uncle, I miss you so much, I really miss you. 95

Russell lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Uncle misses you very much too.

However, the uncle is really dead.

Today, I would like to thank this boy Cang Gu.

If it wasn't for his delusional desire to refine these Blood Essences of mine, it would be impossible for me to wake up to the last trace of spirituality.

I will never see you again. "

Zhu Yanhe looked down at the Canggu Daoist in the blood pond, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

He said with killing intent: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't let anyone disturb your peace.

I'll go down and kill him now!"

Russell sneered: "No need. Although I have been dead for a thousand years, only 007 wants the spiritual sense to remain.

It is impossible for Canggu to use my Blood Essence to increase his Cultivation Base.

Shit, a mere mortal, wishful thinking!"

After speaking, Russell waved his paws.

Almost instantly, the Canggu Daoist turned into a pool of blood and slowly dissolved in the blood pool.

A generation of Ascension Realm bosses have just drawn the end of their lives.

"I'm running out of time, Xiao He, and I really want to accompany you. But I really can't.

I hope that in the future, you will be able to walk smoothly and soar in the daytime. "

Russell nodded slightly to Zhu Yanhe and sent the most sincere wishes.

Then, after seeing Zhang Qifan beside him, the huge lion's eyes instantly became terrified.

The body involuntarily stepped back half step.

He murmured: "You, how could you...

Before Russell could finish speaking, the blood pond returned to calm, and its figure disappeared into the air.

A generation of immortal beasts completely died.

Zhu Yanhe fell to his knees and cried bitterly.

The blood in the blood pool began to dry up, and after a while, it completely penetrated into the ground.

Seeing Zhu Yanhe looking so sad, Zhang Qifan couldn't help but walk over, patted her shoulder slightly, and at the same time began to think about what Russell meant by what Russell didn't say.

Just then, a small thing came quietly.