Chapter 3078: Could It Be Him? !

"You... are not Brother Feng!!"

Suddenly, Zhan Qingchen spoke like this, his eyes were like knives, staring at Feng Caichen closely, as if he had discovered something!

Fan Qinghui, who was frozen in place, finally recovered from the infinite horror at this moment. She knew that if Feng Caichen in front of her really wanted to kill her, it would only be a matter of backhand, and no matter how she defended, it would be useless. She simply rushed directly to Zhan Qingchen and helped him up.

"I am not Feng Caichen, then who am I?"

Feng Caichen smiled coldly. He seemed to enjoy the look of the third brother at this moment, admiring the incredible and unbelievable under the shock and anger!

Letting Fan Qinghui retreat was like an ant struggling in his eyes, which was quite interesting.

"Soul slave?"

Fan Qinghui, who supported Zhan Qingchen, said this with a hint of trembling.

She was once a victim and experienced the feeling of becoming a soul slave of others. She was worse off than dead, and she was still afraid of the madness of completely losing herself!

"Junior Sister Fan, I will find a way to hold him back! You must find Lao Jiu and the Sect Master. Only Lao Jiu can rescue Brother Feng, and only the Sect Master can capture Brother Feng!"

Zhan Qingchen sent a message to Fan Qinghui, with a calm and solemn tone in his voice!

Fan Qinghui's pupils shrank again!

How could Zhan Qingchen hold Feng Caichen back?

He was clearly going to use his life to stop Feng Caichen so that he could leave this room!

"Listen to me!! I'm already injured, it's better for you to be intact. Someone must make a sacrifice, otherwise if the enslaved Brother Feng is allowed to return to Lao Jiu and the others, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Do you understand?"

Zhan Qingchen's tone became more severe than ever before!

On weekdays, he is always careless, smiling, and very frivolous, but every time at a critical moment, he seems to have changed into a different person to take on everything, full of a sense of security.

Sometimes, the more frivolous a person is, the more serious and affectionate he is!

At this moment, looking at Zhan Qingchen's profile and listening to his words of facing death with indifference, the heartstring that had never been fluctuated in her heart was gently touched at this moment!

"I understand."

Fan Qinghui whispered softly.

"Hahahahaha... You want to kill us with just one sword, but what I don't understand is why you chose to sneak attack just now?"

Zhan Qingchen suddenly laughed!

Feng Caichen stood with a sword in his hand, and did not answer, but his eyes flashed slightly.

"But this is not important, what matters is whether you believe it or not, your next sword... can't kill me!"

Pushing Fan Qinghui's hand away, Zhan Qingchen stood up, his right shoulder was bleeding, and he looked extremely miserable, but his handsome and perfect face was surging with a signature smile at this moment.

"Ant..."

Feng Caichen spoke indifferently, raising the long sword in his hand.

"You don't believe it? Then try it!!"

Buzz! !

Zhan Qingchen activated all the cultivation in his body, and the power of the peak of the heavenly position and the peerless human king burst out, and he was about to rush towards Feng Caichen!

Fan Qinghui stood aside with a blank expression, but a trace of grief surged in the depths of his eyes!

But more of it was a crazy determination!

I must rush out at once! !

I must tell the news to the Holy Son and the Sect Master!

I will never let down this opportunity that Zhan Qingchen risked his life for!

Even if it means death! !

"Die!"

Feng Caichen's cold voice was like the whisper of the god of death, and a brilliant sword light shone on the long sword!

Zhan Qingchen had a wild smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with a resoluteness and pride that he would never regret!

But at this critical moment!

"Ah! No!!"

"You, don't come over!!"

"Old Nine!!"

"Sect Master! Run!!"

...

A series of roars full of shock, anger, and disbelief suddenly came from outside the room, accompanied by huge roars and violent collisions. It was obvious that an extremely terrible battle was happening outside!

Zhan Qingchen, who was ready to die, and Fan Qinghui, who was expressionless, suddenly changed their expressions, and their eyes were filled with disbelief!

These voices came from Senior Brother Shi Tian, ​​Li Chenglong, Fang Shu and others! !

Did something happen in other rooms?

For a moment, Zhan Qingchen and Fan Qinghui were in a state of confusion, and they felt dizzy!

But at this moment, Feng Caichen also changed his expression slightly! !

There was an unexpected puzzlement and confusion in his cold eyes. Obviously, the sudden change in the outside world was not in his plan!

Then he seemed to think of something, his expression changed again, and he raised the long sword in his hand. The whole person turned into a storm and rushed out of this room, and chose to temporarily let Zhan Qingchen and Fan Qinghui go.

Whoosh!

Feng Caichen was very fast. He followed the sound to another room in almost a few breaths, the one in the middle of the three rooms on the left, middle and right!

As soon as he stepped out of it, Feng Caichen's eyes suddenly condensed!

Empty!

Except for the messy bloodstains on the ground and the broken room, there was nothing left!

Obviously, he seemed to be a step late, and Ye Wuque and others seemed to have left here, or had to leave here for some reason.

Feng Caichen disappeared in a flash, and when he appeared again, he had come to the third room on the left and right sides.

The situation was exactly the same!

This place was also empty, with only the broken room left, which had just experienced a battle!

Feng Caichen's cold and indifferent eyes kept flashing!

"No!!"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately flashed back to the room where he was before!

But when he came back here again, his face finally became a little ugly!

In addition to the blood on the ground, Zhan Qingchen and Fan Qinghui also disappeared!

"Could it be him?! He... attacked again?"

Suddenly, a ghostly hoarse voice appeared in the room out of thin air, but it did not come from Feng Caichen! !

Because at this moment, Feng Caichen stood quietly in the same place, expressionless, and his originally cold and indifferent eyes became dead silent at this moment, as if he had lost all his energy and turned into a sculpture.

This sudden sound came from the void in the room!

Buzz! !

The next moment, a strange scene appeared, and a blood-colored light flashed in the void, and a fist-sized blood-colored vortex appeared!

Slowly, a smaller blood-colored skull appeared from the blood-colored vortex!

The blood-red skull floated out of the vortex, and the crystal-like flames burning in the two tiny eye sockets on it were strangely agile and cunning!

With a puff, when the blood-red skull completely floated out of the vortex, the blood-red vortex began to slowly dissipate and finally collapsed completely!