The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 611: Divine Soul (3)

The black-robed man suppressed everyone and only left Mo Wuhui to Feng Tianyu.

"Feng Tianyu, take it!" said the headed man in black robes solemnly.

Feng Tianyu raised his sword again, looked at Mo Wuhui, shook his head and said: "Mo Wuhui, hand over the heavenly strategy!"

A look of anticipation flashed in Feng Tianyu's eyes.

"Impossible! Tiance will never hand it to you!" Mo Wuhui stood up hard.

At this moment, Mo Wugui looked extremely weak.

"You are trying to push everyone in Dahe Sect to destruction!" Feng Tianyu said with an ugly expression.

"Destroy? You destroyed it?" Mo Wuhui said coldly in his eyes.

"Give me Tiance, everything in Dahe Sect will be fine, and you will be fine!" Feng Tianyu said solemnly.

"Unless I die!" Mo Wuhui said with hatred in his eyes.

"In that case, it is only at the expense of you! Kill you, and Tiance will come out naturally!" There was a trace of difficulty in Feng Tianyu's eyes.

"Stop, Feng Tianyu, dare you!" The two elders were anxious.

"Feng Tianyu, you bastard!" Gao Bufan and others also shouted angrily.

Mo Wugui did not resist, but looked at Feng Tianyu coldly.

Feng Tianyu's eyes were cold, and the sword suddenly slashed towards Mo Wugui.

"No!"

In the hall, everyone who supported Mo Wugui screamed.

"call out!"

At this moment, a black light suddenly shot into the main hall from outside the hall. The black light was extremely fast, and it appeared in the center of the crowd for an instant.

"Ding!"

Black light hit Feng Tianyu's long sword, and instantly smashed the long sword away.

"Huh?" Everyone changed their faces and looked at the black light.

The black light stopped, but it was a black long sword. The long sword floated in the air, exuding a trace of evil. The black sword suddenly stood in front of Mo Wuhui and faced Feng Tianyu and the others.

"Sword Spirit?" The headed black robe man's tone sank.

"Jade Emperor Sword? This is Yan Chuan's sword!" Gao Bufan's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Yan Chuan put on his robe at the entrance of Dahe Hall and slowly stepped into the hall.

"call out!"

The Jade Emperor Sword flew back to Yanchuan in an instant.

"Meet Master Uncle!"

"Yan Chuan, you are back!"

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In the hall, everyone around Mo Wuhui shouted.

Yan Chuan's face was gloomy, and he slowly stepped into the hall.

A hint of resentment flashed in Jiang Nan's eyes.

"Hahahaha, you really fell into the trap, Yan Chuan, you actually came back by yourself?" The headed man in black robe laughed.

Yan Chuan ignored him, but walked up to Mo Wuhui. Looking at Mo Wuhui, Yan Chuan raised his brows, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his heart.

vitality? In Mo Wuhui, Yan Chuan could not feel the vitality?

Looking at Mo Wugui, Yan Chuan seemed to think of a situation he had seen in his previous life.

Quickly, Yan Chuan walked to Mo Wuhui.

"Feng Master Mo, what are you?" Yan Chuan said with a complex expression.

"Hehe, it's fine if you come back, it's fine if you can come back!" Mo Wuhui's figure softened as he said.

Yan Chuan quickly took hold.

"Uncle" "Sister!"............

The people beside Mo Wuhui suddenly shouted.

At this time, it seemed that the headed black robe man had withdrawn his momentum and suppression, and everyone surrounded Mo Wugui.

"You have no life? Why are you doing this?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"It was the old man who killed her. The old man has shattered her soul, and she can still hold on to it!" The headed black robe man said coldly.

"What? Divine soul is broken?" Feng Tianyu frowned and looked at the black robe man.

Mo Wugui grabbed Yan Chuan and smiled bitterly: "You know? I've been waiting for you to come back. I promised your father that I will help you become the Sect Master. I promised the old head that he would give you the Heaven Policy. I thought I couldn't wait any longer. I was crushed by him that day. I thought I was dead. I didn't think I could draw a lot of merits and let me hold on for a while. You are back. I finally wait until you are back!"

"Let me show you!" Yan Chuan showed a worrisome face.

"It's useless, can't be saved, you can come back in time, I have no regrets, sixteen years and eighty-three days, I don't have to stay in this world anymore, I can go to see Xiaotao!" Mo Wuhui A sorrowful smile appeared.

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