"Senior Brother Feng..." Gu Jingyin took out the jade bottle and poured out two snow-white spiritual pills, and then stuffed them into Feng Jin's mouth.

But Feng Jin's lips had already froze and he didn't move.

She put the spiritual pill into her mouth, melted when it entered her mouth, and then leaned over to transfer the spiritual pill liquid into Feng Jin's mouth.

"Junior Sister Gu!" Zhang Tian shouted loudly, his heart stolen.

But Gu Jingyin ignored it, lay beside Feng Jin, staring at Feng Jinqing's white face.

Feng Jin remained motionless, no exception.

She held Feng Jin's wrist tightly and tried hard to get the breath in, but his body was like a dead tree and could not get the breath in at all.

He is completely dead!

Even if there is the Pill of Life and Creation, it cannot be saved!

"Senior Brother Feng...,... I was the one who harmed me!" Gu Jingyin held his cold hand tightly and murmured, choking after saying a word.

It was as if a sharp knife was squeezing her heart, making her breathless in pain, and holding Feng Jin's jade hand, blue veins bulged.

She slowly curled up and curled up, leaned on Feng Jin's chest, listening to his heart that was no longer beating.

Zhang Tianfang didn't care about jealousy and hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Gu, what's wrong with Feng Jin?"

Gu Jingyin was completely trapped in her own world of grief and could not hear the words outside. She leaned against Feng Jin's arms and recalled the happy times in her mind.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianfang turned his head to look at Song Yunge and hesitated: "No... it's not dead, right?"

Hearing the word "death", Gu Jingyin woke up suddenly, turned her eyes suddenly, widened her bright eyes and scolded: "Senior Brother Feng cannot die!"

Zhang Tianfang hesitated: "Then he..."

Gu Jingyin shouted: "He just fell asleep!"

"I see that his face is not right, I'm afraid..." Zhang Tianfang said.

As a master of heaven and earth, he was far from Feng Jin to hear his breathing and heartbeat clearly. At this time, Feng Jin's breathing and heartbeat were gone.

He shook his head and sighed, "What a pity... It's really extreme to work so hard to break through the realm!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, please leave!" Gu Jingyin heard him say this, and immediately felt that he couldn't say anything and didn't want to see him again.

Zhang Tianfang said: "Junior Sister Gu, I'm telling the truth. He is doing his own life. He can't blame others, let alone you!"

Seeing Feng Jin die, he felt light and inexplicably happy.

Although there was still a faint hint of emptiness, his opponent suddenly died, and this way of death made him feel unreal.

"Everyone blames me!" Gu Jingyin gritted her teeth and tears fell down.

Song Yunge walked over and pressed Feng Jin's chest.

Gu Jingyin stared at him fiercely.

It was myself who harmed Senior Brother Feng, and it was also Song Yunge!

Song Yunge said: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng will not die!"

"Haha!" Zhang Tianfang shook his head and laughed: "It's all like this, I still say I can't die. Xiao Song, you are really capable of talking lies with your eyes open!"

He shook his head: "It seems that you are not only thick-skinned, but also have great ability to lie!"

Song Yunge pressed Feng Jin's heart and closed his eyes.

After a while, his hands slowly moved up, from his heart to his throat, to his eyebrows, to Baihui, and then flipped down from behind along Baihui and turned him sideways.

Seeing that he was so serious, Gu Jingyin did not stop him, but stared at him.

Zhang Tianfang approached and reached out to press Song Yunge's shoulder: "Don't pretend!"

"Stop him!" Song Yunge said with his eyes closed.

Gu Jingyin hurriedly reached out to block Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang Tianfang had no choice but to stop: "Junior Sister Gu, why do you listen to him?...I used to think he was quite loyal, but now I realize that he is a shameless liar!"

"Bang!" Song Yunge pinched the crane's beak with his right hand, and gently pecked Feng Jin's spine on a certain part of the back of his back, making a heavy hammer and drum sound.

This attack is a secret technique of the Demon Sect, called Di Tianzhi, which is the foundation of this set of methods of breaking the realm.

If you don’t know the method of this drop of heavenly marrow, you can seek death. With the drop of heavenly marrow, you can seek life in death and wake up again, thus turning a silkworm into a butterfly.

"Puff!" Feng Jin suddenly spit out a blood arrow, opened his eyes and burst out with a sharp light.

Zhang Tianfang was startled and took a step back.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Gu Jingyin rushed into his arms and overwhelmed him.

Feng Jin hugged her tightly and smiled.

Although he could not move and was almost dead, he could clearly feel what was happening outside, like a person trapped in ice.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." Feng Jin's body began to sound dull, and a ray of light burst out from his eyebrows and shot straight into the sky.

Then a white rainbow fell, brighter than the hazy moonlight.

Bai Hong turned into a small sword and inserted it into his Baihui acupoint. Then the small sword at the center of her eyebrows began to rotate, and the patterns became dense.

"Hahahaha..." Feng Jin laughed.

Gu Jingyin let go of her arms embarrassedly, came out of his arms, stood up straight, and her jade face red and tidied her scattered hair.

Feng Jin slowly floated up, his feet stood firmly, and laughed and said, "Haha! Finally, we broke through!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Feng." Song Yunge smiled.

"Haha..." Feng Jin patted Song Yunge's shoulder hard, knowing that this time it was all up to Song Yunge.

He looked at Gu Jingyin again, shook his head and smiled, "Junior Sister Gu, you made me feel so hard!"

Gu Jingyin smiled cleverly: "It's all Junior Brother Song's idea!"

Song Yunge smiled and looked at Zhang Tianfang: "Zhang Shi Chang?"

Zhang Tianfang looked at Feng Jin with a complicated expression.

He is also the peak of the sword master and has been stuck in this threshold for a long time, so he is inseparable from Feng Jin.

But after today, the two of them have different statuses, and Feng Jin has become the sword master.

The eight realms outside the heavens are different, and one realm is more difficult than another.

It is difficult for a swordsman to become a sword master, it is even more difficult for a sword master to become a sword master, and it is even more difficult for a sword master to become a saint.

The masters outside the sky between heaven and earth are distributed like piles of sand.

Among the ten thousand masters of the Heavenly Avatar, there may be nine thousand swordsmen, nine hundred sword masters, nine hundred sword masters, nine sword saints, one sword marquis, and even one sword marquis above.

From the Sword Master to the Sword Master, it can be said that it has been a one-day journey, two completely different worlds.

Feng Jin smiled and said, "Zhang Tianfang, you are here to see me lively. See how I died. But I didn't expect that I would become the Sword Lord instead?"

"Good luck, admire me!" Zhang Tianfang clasped his fists, turned his head to Gu Jingyin and said, "Junior Sister Gu, I'll take the lead."

Gu Jingyin's cold jaw head.

Through today's incident, she had doubts about Zhang Tianfang's character and decided to avoid him.

"Haha... Let's go, I won't come back until I wake up today!" Feng Jin laughed, took Gu Jingyin and left, turned his head to Song Yunge and said, "Yunge, go buy wine, don't buy expensive ones!"

Song Yunge nodded with a smile.

At this time, Feng Jin still didn't want to pay for the wine by himself, so he was really stingy.

——

Feng Jin’s back garden, the moon is in the sky, and Song Yunge, Feng Jin and Gu Jingyin are sitting next to the stone table in the garden.

"Yun Ge, I finally breathed a sigh of relief now." Feng Jin picked up the wine glass and drank it all, laughing and said, "You can be proud!"

The Sword Lord is at the level of the Master of the Banner. He is already the best among all the talents and is ranked among the top ones.

Song Yunge smiled and took a sip of wine: "Congratulations to senior brother."

He knew that Feng Jin's wish was to become the Sword Lord as soon as possible, and to become the Sword Lord in Daluo City, he could have the power to protect himself.

If you don’t become a sword master, it is very dangerous in Daluo City.

"Oh..., thanks to you." Feng Jin shook his head.

He knew that Song Yunge pointed the most critical point on his back, as if a clear spring was pouring in, pouring it into his eyebrows, and instantly realized the first step of the Kuaizai Sword Art that he could not achieve but could not achieve it.

This is by no means an ordinary technique, but a magical skill.

But he didn't ask much.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you can't be cruel, I can't do anything about it. The key is yourself."

Feng Jin smiled and said, "No next time, he actually colluded with Jingyin and made me play around!"

He looked at Gu Jingyin sitting beside him pouring wine.

The previous breakup scared me, but now I still feel scared when I think about it.
To be continued...