Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

he came!
Ten years later, Ye Yaoer saw Jiang Feng rushing to save her.

Something seemed to have quietly changed in her heart.

Ye Yao'er herself said excitedly in her mind: "Persist a little longer, the other me, brother, is here to save us!"

Yes, he came to save me.

Ten years later, when Ye Yao'er was wielding a great sword to fight, another face of Jiang Feng gradually blurred in her mind.

Her body has also reached its limit.

"Chong-!!!"

The female demon cultivator on the opposite side knocked away the big sword in Ye Yaoer's hand with the whip in her hand, and the whip was about to fall on Ye Yaoer's body again.

And the two short blades were about to be inserted into her soft abdomen.

at the same time.

Jiang Feng's speed has almost reached the peak of what a Nascent Soul monk can achieve!

The whip and short blade that were about to fall on Ye Yao'er's body were blown away by the strong wind that he brought up, without even touching the hem of his clothes!

"Yao'er, I'm here."

Those plain words shocked Ye Yaoer ten years later.

"Ah."

She didn't return her body to Ye Yao'er immediately, but let Jiang Feng catch her body, and at the same time felt the sense of security that Jiang Feng brought her for the first time.

It would be great if the big brother didn't practice magic skills in his own timeline.

She thought so in her heart, and then fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, Jiang Feng naturally didn't notice that Ye Yao'er in his arms was actually what he thought was a "demon", and most of his attention was on Ye Yao'er's wound.

After fighting hard, Ye Yao'er had wounds all over her body, especially a whip wound on her waist, which almost tore off a piece of flesh and blood!
shocking!

There was no longer any smile on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

In the eyes he looked at the two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, apart from anger, there was more of an uncontrollable killing intent, like a ferocious beast stalking its prey!

Almost instantly, the two magicians had the illusion of falling into an ice cellar!

escape!
In the minds of the two people, such a word emerged at the same time.

However, before they set off to escape, Jiang Feng was already blocking their escape route like a sharp arrow at an astonishing speed!

"Want to escape?"

"Have you asked me?"

On Jiang Feng's handsome face, there was a smile scarier than a ghost.

If Ye Yao'er is still awake ten years later, she will be very familiar with Jiang Feng's smile, because this is what he looks like after practicing magic!
It's just that the current Jiang Feng has not practiced magic skills.

"Fight!"

Seeing that there was no possibility of escape, the two demon cultivators launched an offensive against Jiang Feng at the same time.

too slow!
Possessing two kinds of heaven-level body skills, Jiang Feng's speed definitely belongs to the top level among all the monks in the Nascent Soul stage!

In an instant, he avoided the attacks of the two spirit treasures and rushed directly to the two demon cultivators.

"what--!!!"

Among them, the male demon cultivator was directly pierced by Jiang Feng with a sword.

The sword energy left by the fairy sword caused his body to disintegrate at an extremely fast speed, and he could only watch his body turn into nothingness.

The fear brought by this kind of death is absolutely unparalleled!

The remaining female demon cultivator was frightened and begged for mercy: "Fellow Daoist, don't kill me! I can do anything, just please don't kill me!"

As she spoke, she boldly tore off her clothes a little, and the two snow-white peaks were extremely dazzling.

"is it?"

Jiang Feng looked at her flatly.

Seeing that there seemed to be hope, the female cultivator even twisted her waist.

He nodded again and again and said, "Yes, yes, yes... I can do everything, and I will definitely be able to satisfy fellow Taoists!"

However, the next second she fell into despair.

The colorful sword energy passed by, and the female demon cultivator was directly killed by Jiang Feng.

"If you hurt Yao'er, you should pay the price!"

Jiang Feng glanced at the corpse, then hugged Ye Yaoer, turned around and left.

Back at Xiao Yurou's side, Jiang Feng handed Ye Yao'er into her hands, and then softly instructed: "Yurou, take care of your junior sister, I will come back as soon as I go."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng began to clean up the battlefield.

Of the twelve demon cultivators, he killed four at once, and the remaining eight demon cultivators all gathered together.

They looked at Jiang Feng vigilantly, and approached that "adult" at the same time.

……

Jiang Feng!

He is Jiang Feng!

Liu Xuanxuan, who did not participate in the battle, looked at Jiang Feng's fighting figure with joy in her beautiful eyes, but it was quickly extinguished.

They seem to be in a hostile relationship now!
How nice it would be to change the occasion...

In Liu Xuanxuan's heart, she couldn't help thinking, she really wanted to push Jiang Feng down.

……

At this time, Jiang Feng naturally noticed Liu Xuanxuan.

It's just that he didn't intend to pay any attention to the saint of the Hehuan Sect, at least he had to wait until he had dealt with all the enemies in front of him.

Soon, the Taixuan swordsmanship formed by the fusion of three sword qis broke out among the demon cultivators.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the remaining eight demon cultivators were all slaughtered!
The rest of the first-class sect disciples were all dumbfounded.

"Senior brother Jiang Feng, you are too strong!"

"I thought I was going to die just now, but I didn't expect Senior Brother Jiang Feng of Daotian Sword Sect to break through the Nascent Soul stage at this time, and so fiercely!"

"Great, kill this group of bastards, Senior Brother Jiang Feng!"

……

At this moment, Jiang Feng's prestige rose to a terrifying level.

At this time, Jiang Feng's eyes still did not fall on Liu Xuanxuan, but on the woman next to her, with a serious look in his eyes.

This girl has small lips, agar-like nose, and a pair of black pupils are like ink paintings, which is fascinating.

Three thousand blue silks were scattered down, and a white dress was icy and jade-clean.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is no trace of expression in her eyes, just like a puppet without any emotion.

However, Jiang Feng knew that the body in front of him was not a puppet, but her real body!

The suzerain of the Yin Puppet Sect——Gu Mengyan!

Recalling her setting, Jiang Feng sighed for a while.

This is a girl with an extremely miserable childhood. Her parents were killed by the enemy, and even she herself almost died at the hands of the enemy.

After being alone, she joined the Yin Puppet Sect.

Being favored by the suzerain at the time, he overcame obstacles all the way, cultivated to the realm of crossing the catastrophe, and solved his enemy without any effort.

It's just that she is her own enemy now!
Jiang Feng didn't dare to be careless, he tightly held the Seven-color Immortal Golden Sword with his right hand, and stared at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Neither side acted.

Jiang Feng didn't act because he knew that the Gu Mengyan in front of him was her real body, and she was definitely a real strong man in the tribulation period!
And no one noticed.

At this time, Gu Mengyan's eyes seemed to have an imperceptible look...