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"No, if my brother doesn't leave, then Pei Rou won't leave either."

Pei Rou's face was full of determination. She didn't want to go anywhere without her brother.

The scene with sisters Wen Muxuan just now was like a stone thrown into Pei Rou's peaceful heart, causing ripples and deeply touching the heartstrings.

There was a deep uneasiness in Pei Rou's eyes, and she knew clearly that she never wanted to be like that.

She could not imagine the pain and tearing feeling of losing her brother. It was an unbearable weight in her life.

Three years passed by in a hurry, but the deep feeling of Shen Shuqiu in Pei Rou's heart was as deep as a sculpture.

Every morning when we looked at each other and smiled, every night when we hugged each other, they became indelible memories in her heart.

Those days of relying on each other may only be a brief moment in the long river of time, but to Pei Rou, it feels like a lifetime.

Shen Shuqiu's every word, deed, and smile were deeply imprinted in her heart and became the most precious treasure in her life.

Shen Shuqiu smiled bitterly, now this situation is no longer something they can leave if they want.

The only thing she can rely on now is the Ting Chunyu in her hand. After she dies, even if Pei Rou is not around, Ting Chunyu will automatically look for her.

"Why don't you take action yet?"

Li Jianxin frowned slightly and said with some displeasure.

The people behind her were unable to move under her pressure, but Ye Xie still stayed in place and did not take any action.

As everyone knows, Ye Xie's face looks extremely ugly at this moment. It's not that she doesn't want to take action, but Shen Shuqiu's actions make it difficult for her to move forward.

Once she takes action, Shen Shuqiu will activate the power of the magic knife without hesitation.

By then, Li Jianxin would surely have discovered that it would be even more difficult for her to get that magic knife.

"waste."

When Li Jianxin caught a glimpse of Ye Xie's ugly face, she felt unhappy for a while and cursed in a low voice. Then she turned to look at Shen Shuchou and was about to take action.

Seeing this scene, Shen Shuqiu couldn't care less and immediately pushed Pei Rou towards Li Qingyue.

He faced Li Jianxin alone, with no trace of fear in his eyes.

"No, let me go, I want to be with my brother."

Pei Rou twisted her body desperately next to Li Qingyue, trying to break free.

Her eyes stared at Shen Shuqiu's every move, and tears fell uncontrollably from her face.

The tears seemed to be the catharsis of her inner pain, falling to the ground and forming sad tears.

Her expression was full of despair and helplessness, as if she was telling the injustice of fate.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from Li Qingyue's restraints.

Although Li Qingyue didn't know what Shen Shuchou would do next, she still agreed to his words.

"oh?"

Seeing Shen Shuqiu's fearless behavior, Li Jianxin became interested in this mortal for the first time.

At this moment, she also wanted to know how this mortal could have the picture she saw in Zhengxin state.

Shen Shuqiu turned to look at Pei Rou, who was crying in tears, with a touch of tenderness in the corner of his eyes. Finally, he looked at Li Qingyue and said softly: "Thank you, senior, for your help."

Li Qingyue pursed her lips and felt that the back of this young boy looked unusually tall at this moment.

Shen Shuqiu lowered his eyes and caressed Chun Yu gently, then flicked the blade and said, "It's time to work."

Clang!

At this moment, the world seemed to be torn apart by a mysterious and terrifying force.

In an instant, a deafening sound of swords sounded like thunder, echoing throughout the space.

This voice seemed to come from the Blood Hell and was responding to his call.

As the sound of the sword sounded, the surrounding air began to violently turbulence.

The strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up dust all over the sky and forming a huge vortex.

And in the center of the vortex, a cold light flickered faintly.

Li Jianxin's eyes narrowed, and at this moment, Shen Shuqiu's aura became ethereal, as if a terrifying force was coming.

In the next breath, Li Jianxin was completely shocked by Shen Shuqiu's move.

Shen Shuqiu's eyes flashed with determination, and Ting Chunyu's first sword in his hand was pointed at himself.

Puff!

The sword instantly penetrated Shen Shuqiu's chest, and his face turned extremely pale.

And the ordinary sword body shone with a strange red light under the injection of blood.

At the same time, a terrifying aura was rising around Shen Shuqiu.

The biggest change is that of Shen Shuqiu.

Physical transformation.

The original black hair turned as red as flames in an instant, as if burning with endless anger.

His eyes turned scarlet, revealing an aura of violence and bloodlust that made people shudder.

Powerful demonic power continuously emanates from his body, like an invisible shock wave, shocking everything around him.

His skin also gradually turned pale, with strange magic lines flashing on it, in stark contrast to his red hair.

At this moment, Shen Shuqiu seemed to be no longer a mortal, but a demon walking out of hell.

His existence is full of destruction and evil, making people feel endless fear and oppression.

Every movement seems to carry infinite power, and it seems that it can easily tear the world apart.

"interesting."

Li Jianxin was completely interested in Shen Shuqiu's appearance, but his eyes were focused more on listening to Chunyu.

At this moment, she understood why she could never detect the aura of a practitioner from Shen Shuqiu.

It turned out that all of this came from that sword. At this moment, Li Jianxin felt a trace of greed in his heart.

A sword can actually allow a mortal to possess such terrifying energy. In today's world of immortal cultivation, Li Jianxin can't find any magical weapon that can compare with it.

Ye Xie's face on the side was as black as coal, and the aura of Shen Shuqiu in front of him was even more terrifying than the last time.

What worried Ye Xie the most was Li Jianxin. At this moment, she was probably aware that everything came from that magic sword.

With his current ability, even with the Blood Ming Pearl, he would not be able to defeat Li Jianxin.

The only thing that can be prayed for now is that Shen Shuqiu and Li Jianxin can fight to the death. This is the most beneficial situation for Ye Xie.

By then she would not only be able to obtain the magic sword, but also be able to drain Li Jianxin.

With the blood and soul of a person at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, she would have to slaughter many cities to fill it.

Li Qingyue, who was behind, was completely stunned at this moment, staring at this scene in disbelief.

From disbelief at the beginning, to surprise later, and now disbelief.

The red-haired figure stood like a demon king standing under the sky, with a demonic power that changed the color of heaven and earth.

"So this is where your confidence lies?"

Li Qingyue murmured in a low voice.

At first she thought it was impossible for Shen Shuqiu to reverse the situation with just a sword.

After all, one is Li Jianxin who stands at the pinnacle of the world of immortality, and the other is a mortal in the world. The distance between the two is more than a thousand miles.

But now it seems that although Shen Shuqiu cannot truly be on par with him, he is at least capable of fighting.

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