, Tianxing Medical Lord     !

Time is brought back an hour ago.

Zuo Yixian suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was in an unfamiliar place. The surrounding environment was empty and green grass was green. There was a river not far away. There were rows of long shelves nearby, covered with yellow silk, and it was impossible to see what was placed on it.

"Is this the underworld? There is no gloomy feeling in the legend. It seems that the records about the underworld in ancient books are just groundless."

Zuo Yixian checked his physical condition and found that he had actually returned to his heyday.

He was happy at first, and then laughed at himself: "Everyone is dead, and even if he still retains the strength of "Ask Xuanqi", his only use is to wait for Chen Feiyu to take revenge in the underworld... Hey, what is this?"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a pile of red fruits not far from him, and a pool of water beside him, and a green tree was planted inside.

Whether it is the red fruit or the green tree, it exudes the ultimate spiritual energy.

"Good thing, this is definitely a good thing. Could it be the welfare of the underworld, and you can enjoy it at will? Or is this my privilege as a powerful man in the 'Question Period'?" Zuo Yixian thought about it more and more likely: "The so-called life is a hero, and death is also a hero in the ghost. I was a strong man in the holy land before I was alive, and my treatment after death is naturally different from that of ordinary people!"

Immediately, Zuo Yixian walked towards the red fruit, trying to pick up one and taste it.

Suddenly, the change rose sharply!

A mysterious and familiar sword intent rose up, and the sword intent that was originally ubiquitous in the entire space was activated, covering Zuo Yixian, as if as long as Zuo Yixian was moved, he would immediately tear him apart.

Zuo Yixian's face suddenly changed. Such a terrifying sword intent could easily make him lose his soul!

He paused and immediately stopped in place, feeling frightened and puzzled in his heart: "This... this is clearly the sword intent of the Longyuan Sword. This is the underworld. How could there be the sword intent of the Longyuan Sword? Is this not the underworld?"

Sweat dripping from his forehead, and he realized that he had been locked by the ubiquitous sword intent. He was so scared that he stood there. Not to mention getting the red fruit, he didn't even dare to move.

I don’t know how long it took, just as Zuo Yixian became more and more frightened.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Zuo Yixian's eyes, as if he had turned into a living person. Chen Feiyu appeared out of thin air not far ahead of him, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Chen Feiyu?"

"You are indeed here." Chen Feiyu saw Zuo Yixian and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The so-called "the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet", let alone the biggest enemy who kills you?

Zuo Yixian had almost no time to think about why Chen Feiyu appeared here, and he didn't care about the boundless sword intent around him that seemed to be able to easily strangle him. He immediately shouted loudly, raised his true energy, and jumped to attack Chen Feiyu.

A huge force at the "Inquiry Period" realm instantly spread around.

"You are indeed still maintaining the strength level of "Ask the Xuan Period", which is very good, very good." Chen Feiyu's smile on his lips became stronger, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes for Zuo Yixian's attack: "You are just a fairy in the painting, the sword protector, how dare you attack me, the master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Longyuan Sword inserted into the sword tomb suddenly trembled "buzzing" and a mysterious sword intent rose.

At the same time, Zuo Yixian's whole body was shocked, and the true energy condensed in his hand instantly dissipated. There was a violent tearing feeling deep in his soul, and a pain that was beyond imagination came.

Rao Zuo Yixian is a rare "Wenxuan Period" powerful man in the world. He could not bear such severe pain. Yang Tian vomited a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.

Even though the sword intent in the sky did not attack him, he was also seriously injured!

Zuo Yixian finally stood firm and said in shock: "Why... why is this happening? Why am I suddenly injured? What's going on?"

"First of all, you need to understand a fact, that is, you are dead, and you are dead under the backlash of the Longyuan Sword." Chen Feiyu said lightly.

Even though Zuo Yixian was frightened, he was still arrogant: "If I hadn't touched the Longyuan Sword rashly, you would have been my deceased soul now!"

"That may not be true, but it doesn't matter." Chen Feiyu's eyes gradually became cold and he said, "Next, what I want to say is the key point."

Zuo Yixian knew that there was no hope of revenge at this moment, so he snorted, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that what Chen Feiyu said next must be extraordinary.

"This is my painting world, and anyone who dies of being retaliated by the Longyuan Sword will become a sword protector."

"Sword Protecting Spirit?" Zuo Yixian frowned slightly.

"In a more common way, it is the sword slave. From now on, you will only obey my sword slave. In other words, I will be your master in the future..."

"Impossible! You are just an ant. How can I be your slave, my grand elder of the Ming family?" Zuo Yixian's face changed drastically, and then she became furious. She barely raised Zhenyuan and attacked Chen Feiyu with a palm in the air.

Being able to attack Chen Feiyu ignored the sword intent around him, it can be seen that Zuo Yixian was extremely angry and hated!

However, the palm force he emitted disappeared invisible as soon as he reached the middle and merged into the sword intent in the sky.

"You can't help it." Chen Feiyu raised a sarcastic smile on his lips, and his thoughts moved. The Longyuan Sword at the sword tomb suddenly flew into his hands.

He held the sword in his hand, and his aura suddenly changed!

The sword intent around him became more and more fierce!

Zuo Yixian's face changed drastically, and a sense of trembling and surrender rose from the depths of his soul. With a "thump", he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground and said in shock: "Why...how is this happening?"

"As the sword protector of Longyuan Sword, you can't resist me at all." Chen Feiyu's mouth felt even more sarcastic: "I was still in your hands not long ago, but in a blink of an eye, I became your master.

The contrast between the front and back is so big, will you feel absurd?”

Zuo Yixian knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth, wanting to say a few harsh words, but under the influence of his inner sense of surrender, he couldn't say anything to his mouth.

"I would like to remind you that you are equivalent to your soul body now. If you die, you will be scattered. You don't even have the chance to be reincarnated and disappear completely." Chen Feiyu suddenly raised the Long Yuan sword, pointed at Zuo Yixian, and asked sternly: "I ask you, are you willing to surrender to me?"

He didn't have time to spend all the time with Zuo Yixian. If Zuo Yixian didn't agree, he would kill Zuo Yixian immediately, and he would never hesitate at all!
Chapter completed!