Chapter 730 The Name Di Feitian

Lin Jinghong felt helpless. Di Yuer could trust Di Linger without reservation, but he couldn't.

If the Tianjian Xianmen was destroyed by Di Linger, many innocent people would die tragically. Lin Jinghong couldn't bear it, and even his Tao heart might be a little unstable.

Although he came from the Demon Sect, he had great kindness and compassion in his heart.

Meng Fan also said at this time: "Master, don't worry, Sister Linger is not that kind of person. She won't make things difficult for innocent people in the Tianjian Xianmen."

Lin Jinghong frowned slightly and looked at Meng Fan, thinking that you have only known Di Linger for a few days. Are you as familiar with her as I am? How dare you speak for her so decisively.

How many innocent people's lives are related to this?

But thinking about it, Lin Jinghong felt that what he said was meaningless.

No matter what Di Linger wanted to do, he couldn't stop it.

It's better not to say it!

Thinking about it this way, Meng Fan is still a clear-headed kid. I am not as clear-headed as him.

Di Ling'er, who was standing by, looked at Meng Fan with a little surprise. She didn't expect that this kid would actually speak for her.

Is he complimenting her, or does he really think so?

This thought popped up in Di Ling'er's mind.

Then her mood calmed down instantly.

No matter what this kid thinks, it doesn't matter!

Then Di Ling'er turned her head and looked at Lin Jinghong, and said in a light tone: "Don't worry, every grievance has its own cause, and I will only kill Long Xing!"

Hearing this, Lin Jinghong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Di Ling'er's ability, there is no need to lie to herself, and she doesn't care.

Killing is killing, slaughtering is slaughtering, it's all a small matter, it's not worth it for her to lie to others.

"You wait here, Meng Fan will follow me." Di Ling'er looked at Lin Jinghong and Di Yu'er and said.

Meng Fan's face was suddenly full of bitterness when he heard this.

He was the weakest and the most vulnerable among the crowd, but he had to go to the most dangerous place.

But there was no other way, because the Zhexian Sword was on him, and Di Ling'er, this girl, didn't know what was wrong with her, and insisted that he take the Zhexian Sword. He wanted to ask the head to take it, but he couldn't.

The next second, Di Ling'er and Meng Fan disappeared from the front of Lin Jinghong and Di Yu'er.

Tianjian Xianmen, Xianjian Palace.

Although Di Ling'er had never seen Long Xing, she had locked on Long Xing here.

She stood on the eaves of the palace, followed by Meng Fan.

But compared with her calmness, Meng Fan seemed a little nervous.

Although theoretically Di Ling'er should be able to protect himself, who knows whether Long Xing will become an existence beyond theory?

After all, the horror and perversion of Di Feitian in the memory of Zhexian Sword are still vivid.

As a reincarnation of Di Feitian, Long Xing is essentially no weaker than the original body.

"Take the sword." Di Ling'er said to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan did not hesitate at all. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out the Immortal Sword from his storage ring.

Meng Fan knew what Di Ling'er was thinking. She wanted to use the weapon that killed her mother to kill Long Xing with her own hands.

This is called revenge!

"Di Feitian, get out!" The next second, Di Ling'er's cold voice spread throughout the Immortal Sword Palace, and then instantly spread throughout the Tianjian Xianmen.

Di Feitian?

Hearing this name, many high-level people in the Tianjian Xianmen showed some doubts on their faces.

Because the momentum and pressure of this voice were so amazing that they even thought of the immortals on land.

The name that could be shouted out by the immortals on land was naturally not an unknown person, and should even be famous all over the world.

But they had never heard of this name.

This shouldn't be!

Di Ling'er shouted this name deliberately, because in her opinion, Long Xing was just a pseudonym, and Di Feitian was his real name.

Since she wanted revenge, she naturally wanted to seek revenge on Di Feitian.

Moreover, Long Xing was only her first target, just an appetizer. Her next target was Di Feitian from the demon world.

A moment later, to be precise, only a few breaths later, Long Xing's figure appeared in front of Di Ling'er.

"You are..." Long Xing looked at Di Ling'er's face, initially full of doubts, and then gradually became solemn.

Especially when he saw the Immortal Sword in Meng Fan's hand behind Di Ling'er, his mind became clearer.

"Are you her daughter?" Long Xing said in a somewhat complicated tone.

He just used "she" to describe it, and did not even say the name of Di Ling'er's mother.

This made Di Ling'er even more angry. Is this the man that her mother loved wrongly? Now he is unwilling to even say his mother's name.

"Why are you here?" After Long Xing's face changed several times, he finally said to Di Ling'er calmly.

His tone was light and there was no emotion.

This made Di Ling'er's anger continue to burn, and directly reached a critical value.

"Of course I'm here to seek revenge on you." Di Ling'er suppressed the anger in her heart and tried to keep her tone calm.

"Haha, revenge? If you really want revenge, you should go to Emperor Shitian. You can find me, which means you should know what happened that year.

It was your father who killed your mother personally. If you want revenge, you should go to your father, not me!"

Long Xing's tone was extremely calm, full of indifference and calmness.

This attitude made Di Ling'er's anger break through the critical value and reach a peak.

"Today, I will kill you!" Di Ling'er said what she meant. As her voice fell, a huge sword suddenly condensed in the void and slashed towards Long Xing.

There was no point in saying more. She was not a demon who liked to waste words.

I had just said so much nonsense to Long Xing. It was enough. There was nothing more to say.

Just kill him!

Meng Fan stood behind Di Ling'er. Although he looked very calm and his face did not change, his heart was already trembling.

This kind of battle that surpassed the level of the immortals on land was not something he was qualified to stand so close to watch. If he was not careful, he would be sent away.

Di Ling'er was also skilled and courageous. Was she really so sure to protect herself?

Long Xing glanced at the giant sword condensed in the void, and then at the Immortal Sword in Meng Fan's hand behind Di Ling'er.

"Well, I have never had the opportunity to take the Immortal Sword back. This time you sent it back, I really have to thank you."

After speaking, he stretched out a finger and pointed lightly.

The Zhexian Sword in Meng Fan's hand suddenly became uncontrollable, and suddenly rose up and flew in the direction of Long Xing.

This caught Meng Fan off guard, but it was normal when he thought about it carefully.

Zhexian Sword was originally Di Feitian's weapon. Now that this legitimate master appeared, it would be impossible for him to stop Zhexian Sword.

Seeing this, Di Ling'er didn't have any expression, because this was also within her expectations.

It doesn't matter if Zhexian Sword falls into Long Xing's hands, as long as Zhexian Sword kills Long Xing with his own hands in the end.

"Originally, I might have shown mercy because you are her daughter. Unfortunately, you spit out the name Di Feitian. No matter where you heard this name, you must die!"