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Even under the inhuman abuse of drug dealers, Zhang Ping was not afraid.

Even when he was dragged alone into the wilderness and unarmed, Zhang Ping never dodged when faced with two strong men with axes.

Now that he had killed the Demon King who was two realms higher than himself, and had forced someone from the stronger Ao Zijin, Zhang Ping did not hesitate at all.

However, the very familiar yet so unfamiliar Li Fengling in front of him made his heart tremble.

"You, what did you do to my little Fengling!"

The words that appeared again were almost roaring.

Zhang Ping raised his knife to the sky: "Say it! What did you do to her!"

"Zhang Ping..."

The queen of the sky was very sudden, and mist appeared in her eyes.

But at this time, the blue light flickered again, it was no longer a silk thread transformed from spiritual power, but Ao Zijin himself came to attack with a sword.

"I don't intend to argue with you, but this is a big matter, you must go back with me!"

Rather than killing Li Fengling, Ao Zijin wasn't sure how sure he was of being able to defeat her head-on without killing her, so he could only strike first before she reacted.

The blue light is like a thunder dragon in the wind, it disappears in a blink of an eye.

"Pfft."

The sound of the blade piercing into flesh and blood came out, and Li Fengling's eyes widened, and the eye sockets were filled with blood.

Black smoke drifted in front of her eyes, and Zhang Ping just appeared in front of her.

The white blade pierced Zhang Ping's body, like the thorns of a rose branch, and gently pricked himself.

The unyielding state was activated immediately, Zhang Ping grasped the blade tightly with both hands, and blood flowed continuously from his hands and abdomen.

However, how could Zhang Ping, who had a physique of Heavenly Blood Realm, be able to resist a deliberate attack by a strong man in the Desolate Ancient Realm that was one level higher than the Dao Habitat Realm.

After the blue light on the sword penetrated into Zhang Ping's body, it continued to wander through his internal organs.

Like a thunderclap, every tendon and blood vessel in Zhang Ping's body was torn apart by the blue light.

Under the severe pain that was almost completely crushed, Zhang Ping's pupils began to dilate.

In the unyielding state, Zhang Ping, who was on the verge of death, could only breathe a sigh of relief. He had lost consciousness, but his hands were still grasping Ao Zijin's sword.

Li Fengling's extremely cold face finally loosened.

It seemed to be in a very far away place, the voice of Li Fengling, who was always running around mischievously and like a bug, came out with shouts one after another.

"Zhang Ping!!!"

Without any thought or hesitation, Li Fengling suddenly stretched her right hand towards her chest, forcefully pulling out a red ball of light from her body.

"Native blood!"

When Ao Zijin saw the red light, he blurted out in surprise.

Originally, Ao Zijin, who was distressed because the phoenix's natal blood was fused and could not be separated, let go of the hand holding the sword, and directly grabbed the blood in Li Fengling's hand.

"Go away!"

She responded with screams of rage mixed with regret and blazing flames that would burn the soul.

No need to guess, Ao Zijin knew what Li Fengling was going to do, and immediately became anxious: "If you do this, the Dragon Clan will hunt you down and kill you endlessly!"

Ignoring the crazy flames, Ao Zijin sacrificed the secret technique, and the Lingzi Embroidered Cloud and Dragon Seal brought boundless and majestic purple energy and turned into a huge dragon and threw it at Li Fengling.

No longer cautious as before, Ao Zijin is desperately trying to kill her and take away this bloodline.

Li Fengling saw nothing but Zhang Ping.

But the flames around him seemed to rush towards the dragon seal with spiritual wisdom.

The two strikes collided, and the space was suddenly silent, and dazzling light spots appeared, and a sky-shattering explosion broke out immediately.

With a wave of Li Fengling's left hand, Zhang Ping was covered in flames, without hurting him at all, but completely offset the destructive fluctuation outside.

Under the guidance of Li Fengling, the indescribably strong breath of life overflowing from the natal bloodline quickly repaired Zhang Ping's empty body.

But compared with that group of strong vitality, Li Fengling's aura is rapidly decaying.

Even his strongest dragon seal couldn't do anything to that flame, Ao Zijin was completely helpless.

Seeing that the aura of the red-haired woman floating in the air was fading, but the vitality of the blood was getting stronger, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"You are actually using your own life to feed back the blood!"

"Just to a mortal?"

But Li Fengling could no longer tolerate others in her eyes at this moment, only that stubborn figure.

The flaming flames were visibly thinned by the naked eye, and the oppressive feeling on Li Fengling's body that was almost breathless became more and more peaceful.

The group of red blood has been so rich that it shines with golden light, just like the body of a real phoenix spreading its golden wings.

Seeing that the blood was about to be sent into Zhang Ping's body, suddenly an illusory and resentful voice floated out of the blood.

"One or two, what do you think of me!"

Ao Zijin, who was blocked outside, showed such an expression: "You are still there!"

"Heh, I've lived for thousands of years, but I lost my sight."

The voice in the blood even had a hint of admiration.

"Little girl, you really give everything to this little lover, and you don't want your life?"

Li Fengling didn't care about it, and exerted force with her hands, the remaining spiritual power poured into the flames, trying to push the ball of blood into it.

The voice suddenly became anxious: "Do you know that you will die like this! Ao Zijin, if you let her do this, there will be no more Phoenix blood in this world!"

These words caught Ao Zijin's pain point, and he immediately made another tactic in his hand. The waves that appeared out of nowhere rushed from the sky around him, and at the same time secretly exerted force, giving instructions to the dragon sword that had already left his hand.

The weakened flames can only withstand it, but the increasingly weak flames are obviously unable to withstand it.

Even the blood that was fed back by Li Fengling's vitality and diverted from the Phoenix's will was struggling to resist.

Zhang Ping, who had been repaired by the dissipated vitality but was still being torn apart by the continuous sword intent, felt endless thunderstorms exploding in every inch of his veins.

Unyielding maintained his vital signs, and the vitality of the phoenix blood allowed him to regain his sanity.

But under the recovery of sanity, Zhang Ping's sword intent, which was tortured so much that he couldn't die, stopped running around and suddenly condensed.

The condensed sword intent in his body made Zhang Ping instantly think of his own dragon roar.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Ping, with what was left of his sanity, used his last bit of strength to perform Hell Step regardless of the strong life behind him that had almost touched him.

The black smoke dissipated, and Zhang Ping moved away from Li Fengling.

And the tip of the sword inserted in the belly has also completed its momentum, and the powerful light cannon surging out and the sky-shattering sound represent that it is the real dragon's roar.

And with the unstoppable light cannon, Zhang Ping's body could no longer hold on.

Unyielding can keep him on the brink of death, but it can't stop such an attack in the dying state.

Under Li Fengling's gaze, Zhang Ping collapsed, completely lifeless.