"I can save her," Su Chen touched his nose, feeling a bit envious of the little girl's luck.

If this little girl hadn't met him, she would have certainly been doomed, but she did meet him.

If this little girl hadn't met him and kindly reminded him to dodge, he probably wouldn't have been interested in saving her either, but she did remind him.

In this Minor Thousand Worlds, perhaps only Su Chen could easily cure her completely.

"This little girl possesses Great Fortune; her fate isn't supposed to end so easily!" Su Chen thought to himself as he stared at Zhao Lingxi.

"What are you looking at, you lecher? With this time, why haven't you tried to escape? You are truly incurable!" Zhao Lingxi's face showed a hint of red, not knowing if it was out of anger or embarrassment. She glared at Su Chen and scolded him.

She was infuriated.

She kindly warned him.

This jerk, not only did he not quickly think of a way to hide, he kept staring at her, completely lost. He's utterly hopeless.

If she had a bit of admiration for Su Chen before, like a young girl in love, at this moment, all that was left was disgust and disappointment.

It was as if a perfect image had suddenly shattered.

"Escape? Little girl. He no longer has the chance." The next moment, suddenly...

The atmosphere between heaven and earth seemed to solidify all at once.

A voice resounded, covering the sky and earth.

It was like the voice of the Heavenly Monarch.

The voice wasn't loud, yet it was incredibly fierce, incredibly tyrannical, exploding from deep within everyone's ears and hearts.

A thick, icy pressure, like a tremendous iceberg, roared down from the heavens above.

Accompanying it was a storm like a gray-black hurricane.

Below.

Especially near Su Chen, the swordsmen's faces changed! Changed!! Changed!!!

In the end, they turned ashen.

Only extreme terror remained.

But Su Chen simply shook his head slightly, disinterested.

Yuaan Suifeng had arrived.

Unfortunately, it was better he hadn't. It was disappointing.

Don't be fooled by Yuaan Suifeng's appearance and the terrifyingly shocking aura he projected, as if a Great Demon had descended upon the world.

But in fact, in Su Chen's view, it was all just for show.

An ant.

"Su Chen, are you an idiot? Are you just going to stand there? Aren't you going to run away?!" Zhao Lingxi, unable to breathe under the pressure of Yuaan Suifeng's aura, shouted with all her might. Her delicate, somewhat frail body uncontrollably backed away.

She almost wanted to slap Su Chen. What kind of idiot would look for death like this?

Yet Su Chen remained still.

"He's already been locked down by me. How could he hope to escape? It's impossible, little girl, you're so naive." Yuaan Suifeng's voice drew closer.

The icy, indifferent, supremely arrogant voice was like a death sentence, instilling despair.

Zhao Lingxi bit her lip, glaring hatefully at Su Chen: "I told you to run earlier, and you didn't listen. Now look..."

She thought Su Chen was really locked down by Yuaan Suifeng's aura and couldn't move. After all, at this moment, Su Chen truly did not move.

Zhao Lingxi became even more hopeless. Just being locked down by Yuaan Suifeng's aura prevented Su Chen from moving. How wide was the gap in strength? Su Chen had no chance of surviving.

In an instant.

A figure.

Silently appeared, appearing in front of Su Chen.

Yuaan Suifeng! If it wasn't Yuaan Suifeng, who else could it be?

As soon as Yuaan Suifeng appeared.

Standing there, clearly not tall, yet around him, the growing number of swordsmen inhaled sharply in fright.

In their eyes, Yuaan Suifeng's figure seemed to infinitely enlarge, like a Demon God, or a Heavy Sword piercing the heavens.

Even though Yuaan Suifeng's aura was entirely focused on Su Chen, just the slightest overflow in the air was chilling, bringing intense pressure, fierce killing intent, and profound ferocity.

Judging by the fluctuations of Yuaan Suifeng's aura, his strength clearly exceeded the Heavenly Dao realm!

Not even the ultimate within the Heavenly Dao realm was as powerful as Yuaan Suifeng's current aura.

The legacy of the Heavy Sword Emperor's will, just what astounding benefits had he gained?

Countless swordsmen looked on with both reverence and envy.

If they had acquired the legacy of the Heavy Sword Emperor's will, they too would have achieved immediate transcendence!

Watching Su Chen, Yuaan Suifeng's moderately thick lips curled into a sneer: "Su Chen. We've finally met. Not much to say, precisely a hundred breaths, and I showed up right before you. Why must you make me come find you rather than obediently presenting yourself? You could have left a whole corpse."

Yuaan Suifeng gazed at Su Chen indifferently, as if looking at a dead man.

To Yuaan Suifeng now, he considered Su Chen as an ant he could easily crush.

To specially hunt him down and kill him was almost too much face for Su Chen.

Something that could be killed in one move was indeed terribly dull!

"Yuaan Suifeng, what... what are you trying to do?" Just then, beside Su Chen, finally, Shen Yiyao arrived, a last-minute lifesaver.

Shen Yiyao stared intently at Yuaan Suifeng, her beautiful eyes full of warning and seriousness: "Yuaan Suifeng, I'm telling you, I am Shen Yiyao. If he dies, I assure you, you will be on the Eternal Wild Divine Pavilion's kill list."

A hint of apprehension, surprise, and jealousy flickered in the depths of Yuaan Suifeng's eyes.

Then, Yuaan Suifeng laughed.

On his handsome, slightly devilish, confident face played a trace of amusement and mockery: "Su Chen, your affinity with women is quite impressive. Earlier, that little girl was worrying over you, and now, the Little Princess of the Eternal Wild Divine Pavilion stands beside you. Truly enviable."

Saying this, Yuaan Suifeng laughed again, showing his teeth: "Shen Yiyao? Sure. Even if you are Shen Yiyao, it's still a pity; you still can't save Su Chen. The Jiucang Divine Pavilion does not fear the Eternal Wild Divine Pavilion."

The Pavilion Master and Vice Pavilion Master have both ordered Su Chen's death.

With the whole Jiucang Divine Pavilion backing him, would he fear Shen Yiyao's threats?

If it were about killing Shen Yiyao herself, he wouldn't dare.

But just killing someone Shen Yiyao wants to protect, ha... there's no pressure at all.

"Su Chen!!! Go! Go quickly! I'll hold him off!" Shen Yiyao stared at Yuaan Suifeng; Yuaan Suifeng's expression was all caught by her beautiful eyes, allowing her to immediately gauge the enormous weight of Yuaan Suifeng's threat. In a flash, her heart almost stopped; she screamed out, shouting loudly, almost losing her composure, emotions extremely tense and excited. She positioned herself entirely in front of Su Chen.

Seeing Su Chen motionless, still not moving at all, Shen Yiyao's voice carried a trace of hoarseness; she almost cried out pleadingly, "Su Chen, damn it, will you move?! I'm begging you!"

Shen Yiyao surprisingly used foul language.

And her longsword in hand was trembling fiercely. She was frantically circulating her Mysterious Qi.

Gathering momentum.

Using all her strength to gather momentum.

She had to perform the "Qi Yuan Sword," otherwise, she might not even be able to hold off Yuaan Suifeng for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?

She needed to buy enough time for Su Chen to escape...

As Shen Yiyao was about to finish gathering momentum.

Suddenly.

Whether it was Shen Yiyao herself, Yuaan Suifeng, Zhao Lingxi, or the onlooking swordsmen.

Su Chen unexpectedly stepped forward, seized the hand of Shen Yiyao that held the sword, and pulled her into his embrace.

"Yi Yao, a young lady, playing with swords daily isn't good." Su Chen's voice was tinged with affection, a bit of dominance, a hint of playfulness, and subtly teasing in Shen Yiyao's ear.

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