The Sword Shadow rose into the air and slashed down, carrying a biting Sword Pressure.
No one below the Emperor-Class could withstand this strike.
Let alone now, when Leng Ningyu's cultivation had been sealed and the Seven Emotions Sect's Emperors, such as Emperor Ying, were being watched by the other Emperors.
For Leng Ningyu, it was almost certain death.
But just as the Sword Shadow was about to descend, a fair, jade-like hand with long, slender fingers suddenly reached out of the void. Before everyone's eyes, it effortlessly caught the Sword Shadow in midair.
"You want to kill her. Have you asked whether I agree?"
An indifferent voice rang out from the void.
Two figures emerged from it.
One wore white robes, his ink-black hair reaching his waist and an ornate longsword hanging at his side. He held Fengyun Sword Emperor's Sword Shadow in one hand, utterly composed.
"Chu Kuangren!"
"It's him! He's finally here!"
Everyone's expression jolted.
Chi Yue, Fairy Lengyue, and the others were overjoyed.
In stark contrast to them, Li Celong stared at Chu Kuangren, the hatred in his eyes almost taking tangible form.
As for the Emperors, most studied him curiously. This was their first meeting with the man they intended to kill.
The Light Grand Pope and Darkness Great Pope, however, knew Chu Kuangren's strength. Their expressions were exceptionally grave, as though facing a formidable enemy.
"He really came..."
Leng Ningyu gazed at Chu Kuangren's back in a daze.
She had thought she was certain to die, yet Chu Kuangren had once again descended like a heavenly god and saved her.
The third time.
This was the third time Chu Kuangren had saved her life.
She probably would never be able to repay him in her lifetime.
Crack...
A cracking sound echoed.
Chu Kuangren clenched