End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The dagger in Fan Mengmeng's hand turned into a stream of light and pierced the black-robed man's heart.

Teng Junze followed closely behind, his long sword coiling around like a poisonous snake, blocking all the black-robed man's escape routes.

The man in black robe sneered and waved his hand contemptuously.

An invisible force easily dissipated the attacks of Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze.

"You don't know your own limitations." Before he finished speaking, he slapped out with his backhand.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze flew backwards like kites with broken strings, fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Cough cough..." Fan Mengmeng struggled to stand up, but felt weak all over.

Although the power of the stone tablet enhanced her abilities, it still seemed insignificant in the face of the absolute gap in strength.

Teng Junze's condition was not optimistic either. He endured the severe pain, protected Fan Mengmeng behind him, and stared at the man in black robe vigilantly.

The light around was getting dimmer and dimmer, as if it had been swallowed up by the man in black robes. The oppressive atmosphere made it hard to breathe.

The man in black robes approached step by step, and every step seemed to step on their hearts, bringing endless fear and despair.

"Give up, you are no match for me." His voice was icy cold, without a trace of emotion.

Teng Junze gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He knew that if they gave up resistance, they would be finished.

But his and Fan Mengmeng's strength is rapidly fading, how long can they hold on?

Fan Mengmeng looked at Teng Junze's resolute back, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

Even at this critical moment of life and death, he still stood in front of her and protected her with his own life.

The man in black robe raised his hand again, ready to give them the final blow.

The shadow of despair enveloped the two of them, and the breath of death was getting closer and closer.

At this critical moment, a glimmer of determination flashed in Fan Mengmeng's eyes.

"Teng Junze..." she whispered.

Fan Mengmeng suddenly came up with a risky plan, a desperate plan.

"Believe me!" she shouted at Teng Junze, her tone firm and unquestionable.

Without waiting for Teng Junze's response, she pushed him away and rushed towards the man in black robe without hesitation. She was so fast that she left an afterimage in the air.

"Mengmeng! Don't!" Teng Junze exclaimed, wanting to stop her, but it was too late.

He was extremely anxious and didn't understand why Fan Mengmeng was so reckless.

But looking at her resolute eyes, an inexplicable trust surged in his heart.

He knew that Fan Mengmeng must have her own plans, and all he could do was to support her with all his strength.

Teng Junze took a deep breath and poured all the strength in his body into the sword in his hand.

Under his control, the power of runes transformed into golden streams of light, circling around him like a dragon, and finally converged into a huge pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky.

"In my name, I grant you strength!" Teng Junze growled and pointed the sword in his hand at Fan Mengmeng.

The golden beam of light instantly enveloped Fan Mengmeng. Her body emitted a dazzling light, and her speed increased again, like a flash of lightning that cut through the darkness and headed straight for the man in black robe.

The man in black robe obviously did not expect Fan Mengmeng to do this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He hastily swung out a palm, trying to block Fan Mengmeng's attack.

However, at this moment, Fan Mengmeng, with the support of Teng Junze's power, is much stronger than before.

"Break!" Fan Mengmeng shouted, and the dagger in her hand burst out with brilliant light, colliding head-on with the attack of the man in black robe.

After a loud bang, the black-robed man's attack was completely defeated, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

The man in black robe looked at Fan Mengmeng in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

He could never have imagined that this seemingly weak girl actually possessed such powerful strength.

As the black-robed man's power collapsed, the darkness around him gradually dissipated, and light once again enveloped the earth.

"You..." The man in black robe spoke with difficulty, but after saying only one word, he completely lost consciousness.

Fan Mengmeng staggered a few steps and almost fell.

Teng Junze rushed forward and supported her.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concern.

Fan Mengmeng shook her head and smiled weakly, "I'm fine...it's just..." Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes and lost consciousness.

Teng Junze's heart sank suddenly, and he hugged her tightly...

"Mengmeng!"

Teng Junze hugged Fan Mengmeng tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his own bones and blood.

Fan Mengmeng's petite figure was reflected in his deep eyes, with love and pride intertwined, as if everything in the world was eclipsed.

Fan Mengmeng snuggled in his arms, feeling his warm embrace, with a happy smile on her face.

The joy of surviving the disaster and the affection between the two were perfectly sublimated at this moment, and the air was filled with a sweet atmosphere.

However, this warm atmosphere did not last long.

The black-robed man lying on the ground suddenly began to tremble violently, and a heart-pounding dark power gushed out from his body, like a demon with bared fangs and claws, ready to devour everything around him.

"Want to win? Dream on! Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!" The man in black robe let out a shrill roar, his voice full of unwillingness and madness.

The dark power spread rapidly, forming a huge black vortex, as if dragging the entire world into the abyss.

The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying, the sky and the earth were changing color, and the doomsday scene was coming again.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng were shocked by this powerful force and retreated repeatedly, their faces becoming solemn.

"Damn it! He actually has such strong power!" Teng Junze cursed in a low voice, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He protected Fan Mengmeng behind him, and the sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if responding to his fighting spirit.

Fan Mengmeng also tightly gripped the dagger in her hand, her eyes firm and resolute.

"Let's fight together!" She looked at Teng Junze, her tone full of trust and determination.

The corners of Teng Junze's mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Alright! Let's fight side by side and create another miracle!"

The black vortex grew larger and larger, and the pressure it emitted became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to crush them into powder.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath, their eyes fixed on the center of the black vortex, ready to face the final challenge.

"Are you ready?" Teng Junze turned to look at Fan Mengmeng, with a determined light in his eyes.

Fan Mengmeng nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "Ready!"

Teng Junze reached out and held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly. "Then..."

"Let's do it in one go and solve it once and for all!" Fan Mengmeng responded firmly, with endless fighting spirit burning in their eyes.

They smiled at each other in tacit understanding, and then gathered all their strength together.

The dagger in Fan Mengmeng's hand shone with dazzling light, as if it had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

The golden rune power on Teng Junze's sword seemed to come alive, spinning around the sword and making a whistling sound.

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, gathering all their power into an unstoppable torrent.

"The ultimate blow!" Teng Junze shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand was like a meteor breaking through the air, piercing straight into the center of the black vortex.

Fan Mengmeng followed closely behind, and her short sword turned into a silver lightning, forming a perfect coordination with Teng Junze's long sword.

The two forces gathered in the air, forming a huge energy ball, which slammed into the black vortex with the force of thunder.

In the black vortex, a shrill scream was heard from the man in black robe, as if his strength was completely defeated by this blow.

With a loud bang, the black vortex suddenly exploded, and the dark power was instantly dispelled, replaced by dazzling light.

The light was so strong that even the surrounding air seemed to be purified, and all darkness and fear disappeared.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng stood in the light, feeling the fluctuations of power.

They smiled at each other, and an indescribable sense of accomplishment surged in their hearts.

However, this is not the end of the story.

As the light gradually dissipated, a mysterious aura suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

The aura was neither evil nor kind, but full of unknown and mystery.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng raised their heads at the same time, staring into the distance with serious eyes.

Fan Mengmeng gripped the dagger tightly, her eyes growing more alert. "Jun Ze, what is that?"

Teng Junze gripped his sword tightly, his voice firm.

"No matter what it is, we will face it together." Before he finished speaking, a long sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the mysterious aura in the distance.

Fan Mengmeng followed without hesitation, and the two of them jumped into the unknown adventure side by side.