Chapter 1837: crisis

Feeling the concern in Ye Lingshu's tone, Zhang Yifeng's heart warmed.
In his memory, in addition to his master who really cared about him in the previous life, in this life, he met many friends and confidantes who really cared about him.
After he came to Yueling Continent, although he was only the adopted son of Xu Nantian and Ye Lingshu, they treated themselves like their own sons. This affection made him feel the warmth that he had been missing for a long time.
"Don't worry, stepmother, Wanyan Xiarong wants to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
Despite Zhang Yifeng's words, the worry in Ye Lingshu's eyes has not diminished, but has become much more intense.
In her opinion, this is just what Zhang Yifeng deliberately said in order to comfort her.
On the opposite side, hearing Zhang Yifeng's arrogant tone, Wanyan Xiarong's eyes showed a trace of murderous intent to the extreme, majestic spiritual power gushing out of his body, and the long sword in his hand burst into bright light.
"Zhang Yifeng, since Benhou got this dragon sword, countless strong men have died in this swordman, and you will be the next one!"
Wanyan Xiarong's voice fell, and almost no longer spoke to Zhang Yifeng, she instantly cleaved a few sword-like foreheads to Zhang Yifeng.
Afterwards, I saw Wan Yan Xiarong roar, and his figure instantly swept towards Zhang Yifeng.
Looking at this posture, he wanted to kill Zhang Yifeng in a very short time!
Seeing this scene, everyone in the field was concentrating and holding their breath, watching the battle between the two strong men.
They want to know who will win the final victory between Wanyan Xiarong and Zhang Yifeng.
Facing a few sword auras flying towards him, Zhang Yifeng looked solemn. When the sword aura was about to approach him, he saw him lay the giant sword across his chest and the sword aura hit the giant sword’s sword. , Issued a crisp sound, but did not cause any damage to the giant sword.
Wanyan Xiarong seemed to have known the result a long time ago, so there was no disappointment in his eyes, but a weird smile appeared in his eyes.
"Zhang Yifeng, this prince's trick is called the Void Forbidden. It can restrain the enemy and make him unable to move. This trick is rarely used by the prince. Today you are fortunate to see it. Before you die, the prince will let him You know what is really strong."
With that said, Wanyan Xiarong smashed countless sword auras in the air, but the strange thing was that the target of these sword auras was not Zhang Yifeng, but they all smashed into the air around Zhang Yifeng.
"Wan Yan Xia Rong what is this?"
Seeing Wan Yan Xiarong's movements, the eyes of everyone around him were puzzled. They couldn't understand Wan Yan Xiarong's purpose.
However, Xu Nantian, who was trapped in the cage of heaven and earth, saw this scene, but his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly reminded Zhang Yifeng: "Be careful, this is Wan Yan Xiarong's most proud sword skill. The sword aura he can use Arouse the force of space, thereby forming a shackle, trapping people in it."
"Son, don't be surrounded by sword energy, otherwise, the power of the endless space will oppress you so that you can't move."
Zhang Yifeng nodded: "Foster father, rest assured, I know what to do."
Actually, there is no need for Xu Nantian to say, he also knows that Wanyan Xiarong’s move is definitely not ordinary, because as Wanyan Xiarong’s sword aura wields, he has already felt the violent fluctuations in the space around him, and he is crowded. The force of pressure kept hitting him from all directions.
"Wan Yan Xia Rong deserves to be the prince of the Dali Kingdom, but his strength should not be underestimated."
Although Wan Yan Xia Rong's move was a bit unexpected, he did not panic, ignored the force of space squeezing, but began to inject spiritual power into the inner master of the cracked sky.
Wanyan Xiarong looked happy upon seeing this.
This trick of his, after being fully displayed, is so powerful that even the ninth-floor monk in the out of orifice stage can be trapped.
Once a monk is trapped in it, it is like a fish on a chopping board and can only be slaughtered.
However, although this trick is powerful, it takes a certain amount of time to perform it. If the opponent knows this flaw in advance, as long as he leaves the range of spatial fluctuations in time, he will be able to crack this trick.
When Xu Nantian reminded Zhang Yifeng just now, Wanyan Xiarong was originally worried, but now, only a sneer remained in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Zhang Yifeng could still stand in place when he knew the effect of this trick, which was no different from seeking death.
"Jie'er, Lie'er, father is about to avenge you!"
Wanyan Xiarong screamed, then the tip of the sword pointed forward: "Bin!"
As if speaking out the law, as the word "bound" came out of Wanyan Xiarong's mouth, there seemed to be a pair of big hands in the dark, pulling the power of space, binding Zhang Yifeng.
"Big Brother Zhang!"
Looking at Zhang Yifeng, who was unable to move because of the power of space, Qiu Xue's face changed drastically and she screamed.
Immediately afterwards, despite Qiulin's dissuasion, she rushed towards Zhang Yifeng in an instant.
However, when she rushed to a distance of less than one meter from Zhang Yifeng, she couldn't get any closer.
"Hmph, the power of space, the complex and mysterious, how can you be a little girl who can understand it."
Seeing Qiu Xue being blocked at a distance of one meter from Zhang Yifeng, Wan Yan Xiarong sneered, then slapped Qiu Xue out.
puff!
Qiu Xue had only the ninth-level cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage, and at this moment, her cultivation base was completely lost. After receiving the palm of Wan Yan Xia Rong, she vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Wan Yan Xiarong, how dare you shoot Xiaoxue!"
Qiulin roared, and then rushed to Qiu Xue's body and picked up the unconscious Qiu Xue. At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred.
If he could, he really wanted to smash Wanyan Xiarong's body at this moment, but he knew that he couldn't do this because he was not Wanyan Xiarong's opponent at all. For him, Qiu Xue's safety is more important to him right now.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's voice suddenly rang in Qiu Lin's ears.
"Qiuhou, you can take care of Xiaoxue with peace of mind, I will deal with Xiarong Wanyan."
Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, Qiu Lin knew he couldn't help much, and after reminding Zhang Yifeng to pay attention to safety, he hugged Qiu Xue and walked down the high platform.
"Zhang Yifeng, die!"
"The sword cuts the world!"
As soon as Qiu Lin walked off the stage holding Qiu Xue, Wanyan Xiarong screamed and attacked Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng, I'm afraid he is really going to die!
Seeing this scene on the stage, almost everyone thought that Zhang Yifeng was bound to die. Even Guan Mufeng, who had some friendship with Zhang Yifeng, sighed helplessly at this moment.
"It's a pity, if possible in the future, I will avenge you."