Chapter 973

The atmosphere was solemn, especially for the purple sun. At the moment, the atmosphere was almost tense to the extreme, and the strong breath of the other party suffocated her.

For many years, I haven't had such a feeling, and only when I was weak and faced the strong in the cultivation world will I have such a feeling.

At the beginning, she had her elders on her side. Knowing that the other party had experts against her, she would have a strong sense of security in her heart, because she would not die if her elders were there.

But today is different. In order to let the young man who shot for herself live, she has no intention to live and has the determination to die in her heart.

This is the purple sun. Love and hate are clear. In order to maintain fairness and the image of Xianxia Valley, they did not hesitate to kill the saints of their own sect.

Feeling Song Fei's indifference behind him, he couldn't help but make the purple sun anxious. Although he didn't move, he sent a voice to Song Fei and said in a very urgent language: "go, go."

Song Fei's delay made ziri's heart sink continuously. She had seen that two young people in black landed behind them, blocking the way away.

The two young men were the first to stand in the air and constantly yell at the climbers to enter the platform. They were both in a group. I'm afraid they were not easy.

The purple sun sighed in his heart and didn't transmit the sound any more. Instead, he said bitterly, "why do you stay and die with me? If you just left, there may be a glimmer of vitality."

The man in black approached slowly, and his cold eyes stayed on them, making the purple sun feel powerless.

"Hahaha" Song Fei finally couldn't help but say to the purple sun, "purple sun, purple sun, you feel so good about yourself. You think I'm staying to die with you."

It was so shameful to be exposed by Song Fei's single game. Purple sun couldn't help blushing. Even the atmosphere of killing was diluted.

"Didn't he stay because of himself?" when people are dying, they don't have a lot of scruples. If at ordinary times, purple sun would never dare to think of such a shameful thing, but now they don't even care about death, how can they suppress what they think in their hearts.

Song Fei came forward, took the purple sun's shoulder, and then hugged the purple sun into his arms.

"Ah!" caught off guard, the purple sun couldn't help drinking.

Song Fei looks down at the purple sun. Although she has lived for so many years, her emotional life must be very simple. Under Song Fei's eyes, her EQ is like a little girl.

Song Fei couldn't help joking: "you've always been alone. You've never had a man."

"How do you know?" ziri looked up at Song Fei's face, but couldn't help lowering his head, and even forgot to be hugged by Song Fei.

"I guess," Song Fei said with a smile, "in fact, don't think about it. I saved you, but it was just a small effort."

lift a finger? Is it so easy to save yourself?

The purple sun couldn't help thinking of Song Fei's arrogant expression and the power to surrender to him when he came to Xianxia valley. He couldn't help but move in his heart. Can he really live without death today?

A little help, he just a little help to save himself, not stay and die with himself?

At the same time, inexplicably, there was a trace of discomfort in ziri's heart.

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. Even if it is as simple as the purple sun, Song Fei can't imagine that such a messy and complex emotion will suddenly emerge in her heart.

"A little effort, boy, you mean you can leave our hands calmly?" the woman in colored clothes looked at Song Fei from a distance and sneered.

Not far away, the crowd talked one after another: "this boy is dead. Although I don't know what means to make the strong man in black suffer a great loss just now, are these people so easy to deal with?"

"Yes, he still dares to raise his hand and plans to show off in front of the fairy at the last moment. Unfortunately, all his affectations will be ruthlessly torn apart next."

"The woman in purple is also beautiful. Compared with most fairies, this boy is also a kind of love."

"But it's a dying love."

The crowd had all kinds of guesses, but they didn't think highly of Song Fei. In their opinion, Qingfeng sect is a deep-rooted sect. Can you be provoked by a newly promoted friar.

It is only a reckless man who shows off his temporary courage. If he is himself, he should be patient, devote himself to cultivation, and then find a chance to revenge.

The sarcastic expression on the face of the woman in colored clothes was even worse. Her idea was the same as that of others. She thought that Song Fei had just done it in the final stage. Such a person aroused her disgust even more.

"Kill her!" the murderous woman finally ordered, pushing the audience's excitement to a climax, especially some people who hate Song Fei's behavior. They want to see how Song Fei looks next.

It must be wonderful, fear? Tough? Or keep your eyes on it.

When the man in black approached, ziri planned to do it, but found that she was tightly bound by one hand, so that she couldn't get rid of it.

After breaking free for several times, ziri gave up and said in his heart: since they are going to die, what do you care about these? Die, at least not alone.

A strong man in black came to the front of Song Fei with a running phantom. He held a flying sword and his face was full of ridicule: "let you see what is the strength of an immortal."

The golden light on the flying sword of the strong man in black rose sharply, the sharp breath of the golden way cut the land, and the purple sun's cheeks hurt, which made the purple sun's body tremble with fear.

The fairy sword was held high and chopped down towards Song Fei.

Seeing this sword, people seemed to see that Song Fei was split in the middle by a sword, and his body and Yuanying were evenly split in two.

They hurriedly looked at Song Fei's expression and looked at his expression at the last moment. Compared with his previous confidence and contentment, there must be a great gap now.

But they were disappointed. Song Fei's face didn't seem to see a trace of fluctuation. Instead, he kept looking at the purple sun with his eyes closed in his arms. Because the purple sun was nervous, his eyelashes were beating constantly. With her beautiful face, Song Fei felt that it was a very beautiful picture.

As for the flying sword, Song Fei's confrontation was just a blow.

A simple punch has no fancy, no mana, and no magic weapon.

The crowd was shocked. Did the boy think he was going to die, so he didn't even resist?

The fairy sword fell, and his fist blew out straightly and collided with the fairy sword.

Stupid! However, the scene that happened at the next moment was enough to scare off everyone's chin and make them close their mouths in shock.