Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 2107 Tan Yun, I beg you!

"No matter how strong you two are, I firmly believe that I, Tan Yun, will live to the end!"

Tan Yun's heart was full of fighting spirit, and his next move made Huyan Yingfeng, Zhao Feiying and Changsun Hanfei who were massacring fellow disciples almost blown away.

It was Tan Yun who waved his hand and began to collect the ancestral rings from the ancient arena. Tens of thousands of ancestral rings flew into the ancestral rings between Tan Yun's fingers one after another.

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

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After half an hour, the sweaty Changsun Han and Zhao Feiying slaughtered all the fellow disciples who besieged them.

At this time, in the Hongmeng Tu Shenjian formation, apart from the Seventh Princess who was hiding in the Fangsheng Hall, only Tan Yun, Huyan Yingfeng, Zhao Feiying, and Changsun Han were left.

"Ying'er, rest first, I'll deal with him." Changsun Han said, "It's easy for me to kill him."

"En." Zhao Feiying looked at Changsun Han affectionately, and nodded her head.

Changsun Han took a step in the air, kissed Zhao Feiying lightly, then suddenly turned his head and pointed at Tan Yun with his sword, "You killed so many of my fellow disciples, I can kill you a hundred times is not enough!"

Facing the scolding, Tan Yun's eyes flashed with cunning and viciousness, and he said to himself: "I must catch Zhao Feiying, who is weaker at the cost of time-consuming reversal, by surprise, and then deal with Changsun Han with all my strength!"

"If I don't get rid of Zhao Feiying and be besieged by two people, I'm afraid I will really die today."

After making up his mind, Tan Yun looked at Changsun Han and said sharply, "You Bliss Sect has only three billion people in total, but you brutally killed my tens of billions of soldiers!"

"For this account, I will definitely let your entire Bliss Sect be buried with you!"

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

Tan Yun roared loudly, and just when Zhao Feiying and Changsun Han thought that Tan Yun was going to fight him forever, what happened next stunned them.

It was Tan Yun who suddenly dispelled the Hongmeng Slaughtering Divine Sword Formation, as if he hadn't had time to put away the eleven Hongmeng Divine Swords scattered around the ancient arena, and fled towards the sea of ​​flames in the corridor with great speed with his Hongmeng Divine Step!

Huyan Yingfeng hurriedly shouted: "He knows he's not your opponent, he wants to escape, so chase me!"

"Whoosh!"

After Tan Yunfei entered the sea of ​​flames in the corridor, holding the Hongmeng Killing God 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 corridor, released the tidal wind and the power of Lei Zudi, her skirt danced, her black hair fluttered, and she took the lead to fly into the corridor with a divine sword in her hand, chasing after Tan Yun.

Changsun Han followed closely.

Zhao Feiying's speed was no slower than Changsun Han's, and at least three times faster than Tan Yun's.

In a duel between the strong, the speed is not to mention three times faster, even if it is 30% faster, it will be a disaster for the slow ones!

Therefore, in Zhao Feiying's mind, killing Tan Yun at three times faster speed was like picking something out of a pocket.

Tan Yun, who pretended to run wildly for his life, shouted without looking back: "Stop chasing me, tell me what will happen, and you will let me go!"

"I don't want anything, I just want your life, die!" Zhao Feiying quickly caught up with Tan Yun, and the moment she appeared behind Tan Yun, she slashed down on Tan Yun's head with a sword.

"Puchi!"

Tan Yun screamed in horror, turned his head suddenly and couldn't dodge in time, his arm was cut off in the blood splatter.

"Ah, my arm!"

Tan Yun screamed and turned around suddenly, swung his sword with his right hand, and slashed at Zhao Feiying.

"Your speed is too slow, trying to kill this girl is like a dream!"

With a sneer on Zhao Feiying's face, after dodging Tan Yun's sword with ease, with a twist of his wrist, a sword light slashed down obliquely, cutting off Tan Yun's right hand holding the sword!

"Ying'er, save your life and hand it over to the young master!" shouted the eldest grandson Han who was flying over from the corridor behind.

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 with his speed alone, he felt that he had overestimated Tan Yun before!

"Hmm." Zhao Feiying stared at Tan Yun, without looking back, her beautiful eyes were red with tears, she gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard, because you caused me to kill so many of my juniors and juniors!"

"I want you to die!"

"Puchi, Puchi, Puchi—"

When the blood suddenly appeared, Zhao Feiying held the sword in and out of Tan Yun's chest quickly, and stabbed more than ten times in a row. Each sword avoided the heart, but hit other viscera.

"ah!"

Tan Yun, who had lost his arms, wailed in pain, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he fell into the sea of ​​flames in a miserable appearance.

"Woooo..." In the Fangsheng Great Hall, the Seventh Princess, who watched through her spiritual sense, cried into tears when she saw Tan Yun's extremely tragic appearance, "Tan Yun, I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I hurt you .”

Just when the Seventh Princess believed that Tan Yun was doomed, Tan Yun's weak voice sounded in her mind, "Don't cry, I'm fine, I have everything under control."

Hearing this, when the Seventh Princess was at a loss, what happened to Tan Yun immediately shocked her, and she forgot everything, even breathing!

Through her spiritual consciousness, Zhao Feiying discovered that after seeing Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and lost both arms, falling into the sea of ​​flames in the corridor, she said viciously: "First burn you alive, and then I will hand you over to the young master." disposal."

After saying that, she flew into the sea of ​​flames, turned her back to Tan Yun, looked at the eldest grandson Han flying towards her in the corridor, and said softly: "You don't need to come here, I will take him later..."

Before Zhao Feiying could finish her sentence, the eldest grandson Han, who was flying towards her, suddenly changed his face, his eyes almost protruded from their sockets, and shouted hoarsely: "Ying'er, be careful behind you!"

While roaring, Changsun Han set himself on fire with the soul of the ancestor emperor, his eyes were shattered, the ethereal flames on his head were burning, and his speed increased dramatically and he flew towards Zhao Feiying!

It was Tan Yun who reversed time. His right hand and left arm, which had been reduced to ashes in the sea of ​​flames, miraculously reappeared and flew into the void.

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

Looking at the beloved who was flying towards her, Zhao Feiying had an ominous premonition. She didn't care to think about it. When she wanted to dodge, Tan Yun held the Hongmeng Killing God Sword and used the Hongmeng God Step to appear at her. behind.

"Bitch, go to hell!"

Tan Yun's grinning voice sounded behind him, and before Zhao Feiying could dodge in the future, she felt a cold stabbing pain from her back, and then, a bloody sword blade stabbed out from her chest!

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

"no no!!"

The eldest grandson Han, who was flying towards Zhao Feiying, was bleeding and crying in despair.

He and Zhao Feiying have a deep relationship, seeing the woman he loves is about to disappear, he cried!

Streams of bright red blood gushed out from Zhao Feiying's vermilion lips, and she burst into tears as she said intermittently: "Don't...don't cry...I've been with you for nine million six hundred and thirty thousand years. Five months and ten days."

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

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry. I thought that after this experience, I would return to the family, ask my father to agree to our marriage, and then..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Feiying's teary eyes showed deep yearning, and her voice became weaker, "Then...then, I will spread the branches and leaves for your eldest grandson family, but...but I have no chance."

Hearing Zhao Feiying's dying words, Tan Yun was a little moved, and there was a trace of unbearableness in his murderous eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to the end..." Zhao Feiying was tearful, looked at Changsun Han reluctantly, and cried intermittently: "Being with you is fate and the most beautiful meeting."

"Although I'm gone, I will always... always be in your heart... right... right?"

"Woooo..." Changsun Han burst into tears, and he kept nodding, "Yes... yes... you will always be in my heart."

"Then I'll be content..." Zhao Feiying hadn't finished speaking yet, with a contented smile, she drooped her head weakly.

"Tan Yun!" Changsun Han flew into the corridor suddenly, and knelt down heavily, "Please don't kill her, leave behind her ancestor's soul and ancestor's fetus."

"I'm willing to trade my life for her chance to be reborn... I beg you!"

The eldest grandson Han, who was self-immolating the soul of the ancestor emperor, kept kowtowing to Tan Yun, his head was bleeding!