Chen Xing knew that Feng Qianjun had his own persistence and should not give up under his persuasion, so he had to say, "Do your brother know that there is a Yin-Yang Ji in the warehouse?"

After reading the bamboo slips, Feng Qianjun put it aside and replied: "He knows everything, he is the one who launches the Yin-Yang Mirror and throws us into the world in the mirror."

Chen Xing: “…”

Feng Qianjun sighed, and Chen Xing comforted: "Fu Jian already knows it, but he just doesn't want to touch you if there is insufficient evidence. Go back and persuade him. I have to recycle the Yin-Yang Arch, and then slowly find a way to dissolve the resentment from above."

Feng Qianjun pressed the arm meridian gate of his right hand in turn with his five fingers, then clicked in front of his shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, got up, pulled the Senluo knife, and tried to cut the horizontal knife.

"Let me try." Feng Qianjun said.

Chen Xing originally did not believe that under this situation, Feng Qianjun could still awaken everything, but Feng Qianjun stood with his sword, holding the knife in his right hand and slowly stroked the long knife with his left hand. In an instant, the cold wind in the air seemed to have an undetectable flow.

"This... wait!" Chen Xing shouted in an instant, "Stop it! Brother Feng!"

Chen Xing was shocked and lost his soul, but he also figured out the key. The Senluo Sword can indeed be awakened, but the problem is that when Feng Qianjun uses his skills, he cannot attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Instead, he is replaced by the rich resentment of the world in the mirror!

Once resentment is introduced into the Senluo Sword, what will happen in the future is simply unimaginable!

Chen Xing was about to take away the Senluo Sword, but Feng Qianjun turned a deaf ear. The black fire suddenly rose into the air, spinning rapidly, entangling, blocking Chen Xing. In an instant, Feng Qianjun burst into a cry of pain, and his eyes turned blood red! The cold wind swept through him, and wailed waves beside him!

"This is resentment!" Chen Xing shouted, "You will be backfired!"

Chen Xing was busy, remembering the use of "demons" in the heart lamp from the bamboo slip. When he was raising light, Xiang Shu had already rushed to the front of the hall. Chen Xing said, "Stop him quickly! The guardian! No, don't use a sword! You will kill him!"

Xiang Shu had to change his weapon, lifted the wooden case with one hand, and slapped Feng Qianjun's back. Feng Qianjun turned his sword back, and Xiang Shu was unsheathed and slapped the Senluo sword. Feng Qianjun immediately took off his long sword and landed on the ground with a "clang".

Feng Qianjun and Xiang Shu stared at Chen Xing, and saw a little blood-red look on Chen Xing's eyes. Feng Qianjun murmured: "Are you okay?! Tianchi!"

Countless noises suddenly sounded in Chen Xing's ears, and the clearest one was talking to himself.

"Why...why...I only have four years left to live...why is it me..."

"Chen Xing!" Xiang Shu suddenly shouted when he saw that the situation was wrong.

Chen Xing was shocked immediately, and he returned the light of the heart lamp, guarded his heart, forming a warm white light.

"Go!" Chen Xing shouted, with his hands withdrawn, and found the trick to use resentment to control the magic weapon, and began to manipulate the magic weapon. The Yin-Yang Mirror rose into the air, erupted black fire, and began to rotate at the height of the hall, with strange runes appearing around.

A loud noise came from outside the collapse of the main gate of Weiyang Palace.

"How long will it take?!" Feng Qianjun shouted.
Chapter completed!