When this woman appeared, the world seemed to lose its color. Her devastatingly beautiful face shocked everyone present.
Everyone was surprised that the Wang family had such a beautiful woman.
"Phantom Dance!"
That's right, this woman was none other than Phantom Dance.
When the Wang family was in trouble, Phantom Dance had stayed behind to deal with the people from Dragon Tiger Sect. But at this moment, when Wang Chen was in danger, she still showed up.
When Phantom Dance saw Wang Chen in trouble, a mournful look flashed across her face as she cried out, "Chen …"
Her body trembled. At that moment, a scene from ancient times flashed through her mind.
It was an unfamiliar world. Blood flowed like a river around her. Demonic energy filled the air. Her life was hanging by a thread. A fiery longsword was stabbing toward her.
There was no way to avoid it. She would definitely die!
However, at that moment, a figure flashed and appeared in front of her.
Puchi …
A moment later, blood splattered everywhere.
It was a man clad in blood-red armor and wielding a Heaven Splitting Sword. He stood in front of Phantom Dance, his body covered in blood. The fiery longsword that should have pierced Phantom Dance's body was stuck in his chest, protecting her behind him.
A comforting smile appeared on the man's face as he turned to look at Phantom Dance. With a gratified and determined expression, he said, "Phantom Dance, it's alright now!"
This scene flashed through Phantom Dance's mind like a bolt of lightning.
It was a heart-wrenching pain. Phantom Dance's heart ached.
"Nothing must happen to you! Nothing must happen to you! " At that moment, Phantom Dance's expression was somewhat absent-minded. A look of anxiety appeared on her face, but the look in her eyes had changed. There was a hint of emptiness in her eyes. The current Phantom Dance was no longer the Phantom Dance from before. Instead, it was the woman from that space.
"Chen, you must not die!" A mournful cry rang out. In an instant, flames appeared on Phantom Dance's body. Seven-colored light flowed in all directions, and an invincible aura erupted from her body.
Her figure flickered and disappeared as if she had teleported. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Wang Chen. Before the Emperor Martial could reach Wang Chen, she stood in front of him.
"Favors from the past will be repaid in this life. Chen, I'll help you block it this time!" At this moment, Huan Wu's body was shimmering with seven-colored divine light. It was like a suit of seven-colored armor that protected her.
She turned around and looked at Wang Chen with a gentle gaze. "I'm fine now!"
"No …" Wang Chen's expression changed drastically when she saw Phantom Dancer standing in front of her. She knew what she was going to do.
A sense of fear spread through Wang Chen, making him feel even more fearful than death.
This was a fear that came from the depths of his bloodline. His boiling bloodline seemed to be telling Wang Chen to protect Illusory Dance with his life. I can't let anything happen to Phantom Dancer!
"No …" Wang Chen roared like a wild beast, but he was sent flying by the Emperor Warrior's palm strike. He couldn't stop Phantom Dance at all.
Wang Chen's heart ached when he saw Phantom Dancer standing in front of him to protect him.
With a hint of panic, he roared at the top of his lungs. His eyes were filled with panic. However, it was to no avail. However, Phantom Dancer's figure still stood firmly in front of him, blocking his way.
Wang Chen's roars were useless.
"Die!" Seeing a person appear in front of him out of thin air, the Emperor Warrior froze. A trace of horror flashed through his eyes.
In the next moment, his lips curled into a sinister smile and his killing intent surged.
With an angry roar, he turned his claw into a palm and ruthlessly slapped Phantom Dancer.
Although the girl in front of him had an incomparably strong aura, it was just a facade. He could feel that other than her aura, this girl was not even comparable to an ordinary Martial Artist.
"Bang …"
A dull sound of impact could be heard.
Puchi …
Fresh blood splattered everywhere.
Her white dress danced in the wind. Under the spray of fresh blood, it was a desolate scene.
Her figure was thrown high into the air. The bright red blood was dazzling under the sunlight! However, it was so cold.
It was as if the entire world had turned cold in an instant. In an instant, it had turned from summer to winter! It was winter.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The cold wind howled. Time seemed to freeze. Wang Chen's eyes widened in anger. Behind him, the expressions of the Wang family members changed.
"Phantom Dancer …" Ke 'er cried out.
"Phantom Dancer …" Xiang Qiankan and the rest cried out.
"Phantom Dancer …" Wang Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he let out a heart-wrenching roar. The uncontrollable power of the Divine Martial Bloodline was unleashed, causing the blood in his body to surge.
Wang Chen's jet-black hair instantly turned crimson and danced in the wind. His eyes flashed red like a demon's.
Ignoring the pain in his body, Wang Chen fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. With a flip, he leaped up and dashed forward.
He caught Phantom Dancer, who had been thrown towards him.
The huge force sent both Wang Chen and Phantom Dancer flying.
"Chen … it's fine! It's fine as long as you're fine! "Phantom Dancer murmured as she lay in Wang Chen's arms, a mournful smile on her face. She looked at Wang Chen.
"Why … Why did you do this …" Wang Chen asked as he hugged Phantom Dancer tightly.
"You treated me well, so I treated you well. I didn't want you to die! You saved me before, so let me save you this time … I … won't regret it! " Phantom Dancer's lips curled up in a gratified smile. Her eyes drifted away as she spoke softly. Her voice grew softer and softer.
At this moment, Huan Wu's face was as pale as a sheet. Her eyes gradually dimmed. Her snow-white dress was a striking contrast against the fresh blood. It was a desolate sight.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The originally clear sky darkened. The sunlight disappeared, replaced by the howling of the cold wind.
At this moment, even the heavens seemed to be weeping.
Wang Chen hugged Phantom Dancer tightly in his arms, panic and despair on his face. Scenes of him and Phantom Dancer flashed through his mind.
"Why do I feel such a sense of familiarity towards you?"
"When the ostentatious fades and the plain returns to the true self, that is the true self …"
"After parting, the yearning is like a stream of water. Looking back, three lifetimes have passed. Since the ostentatious fades and the plain returns to the true self, what's wrong with having it all over again? Ten thousand years of time was just a dream! Let him be pure and muddy in all things. For your smile, I willingly fall into the cycle of reincarnation. "
"Will you redeem me in the next life?"
"In the next life, I'll use my Three Lifetimes in exchange for your lifetime of confusion. The karma of the previous life, the karma of this life. Wait for me! "
"After Rong Hua passes away, it's just the eternal silence of the world. The previous life and the present life will part here. Nirvana? Rebirth, three lifetimes of marriage! "
In that strange space, Phantom Nirvana Dance? At this moment, all the previous scenes and words kept flashing in Wang Chen's mind like a reality.
The voice was still as clear as ever, and the scene was still vivid in his mind.
Then, the scene changed.
"Phantom Dancer, my name is Phantom Dancer …"
"Chen, why do I feel a sense of familiarity and attachment towards you?"
"Chen, can you take me away?"
"Chen, will this be our home in the future?"
…
The scene changed back to when he was in the most dangerous situation, and Phantom Dancer stood in front of him to protect him.
"Chen, it's all right!"
The words "it's all right" caused Wang Chen to feel so much pain that he could not breathe.
"You're good to me, so I'll be good to you. I don't want you to die! You saved me before. This time, let me save you … I … I won't regret it! "
The words "won't regret" caused Wang Chen's heart to feel as though it was about to shatter.
Seeing Phantom Dancer's body temperature gradually decrease and her eyes gradually lose focus, Wang Chen's eyes turned bloodshot.
The sorrow and desolation that came from his bloodline struck Wang Chen's nerves as if it was a real substance.
"No …" Wang Chen roared and hugged the young girl tightly. "You won't die! You won't!"
"Die, brat!" After sending Phantom Dancer flying with a palm strike, the Emperor Martial behind her paused for a moment before pouncing at Wang Chen again with an excited smile on his face.
Along the way, he sent the Flaming Moon pouncing at him flying.
"Heaven and Earth Qi, Yin and Yang Reversal, Divine Martial Bloodline, Shaking the Nine Heavens, Change the Universe …"
As he watched the Emperor Martial charging at him, Wang Chen ruthlessly formed seals with his hands. His eyes were filled with rage and madness as his hands moved faster and faster.
Wang Chen had gone mad. He had really gone mad. As Phantom Dancer's life force continued to weaken, Wang Chen went completely mad.
"Brat, you're crazy! She's not dead yet! Stop it! Hurry! " Sensing that Wang Chen was burning his Divine Martial Bloodline and choosing to detonate his primordial spirit and golden core to take the Emperor Martial down with him, Lin Zhan roared, "Brat, stop it now! Don't make unnecessary sacrifices! That little bit of energy you have won't be able to kill an Emperor Martial!"
His words caused Wang Chen to freeze. An expression of extreme unwillingness appeared on his face. He couldn't kill an Emperor Martial? So what?
Now that the Divine Martial Bloodline's might had been stimulated, as long as he fully unleashed its power, even if he couldn't kill the Emperor Martial, he could still seriously injure him. From then on, his strength would plummet. At the very least, he could protect the Wang family and Flaming Moon!
"Boss … No!"
"Patriarch …"
"Bastard!"
"Chen …"
As he formed seals one after another, Wang Chen's aura grew stronger and stronger.
Behind him, the Wang family was shocked when they saw this.
Kuangren, Ke 'er, Xiang Qiankan, Zi Lan, Flaming Moon … Everyone roared, trying to stop Wang Chen.
"Chen, don't … don't do this …" Phantom Dance, who was in Wang Chen's arms, sensed what Wang Chen was doing. She used the last bit of her strength to grab Wang Chen's hand and plead softly, "Don't die! Live … As long as you're alive, there's hope! "
Phantom Dance's words caused Wang Chen's body to freeze. He felt as if his throat was being choked, and he could no longer form another seal. "Alright, don't die. Live! As long as you're alive, there's hope!"
On the other side, the Emperor Martial sneered and reached for Wang Chen. "Hahaha! Brat, let's see who else can save you this time!"
In the blink of an eye, the Emperor Martial was right in front of Wang Chen.
When he saw the Emperor Martial pouncing at him, a trace of grief flashed across Wang Chen's eyes. A mournful smile appeared on his face. "Wait for me!" He gently placed Phantom Dance on the ground, then used the last bit of his strength and Origin Energy to form an Origin Energy Weapon. He placed it in front of Phantom Dance and shouted, "Fight!"
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