Chapter 4 The Great Emperor Sighs

The Evil Execution Sword pierced through the sky, and a cold murderous intent came on us!

Situ Nan had a solemn expression, his black hair danced wildly, and his ten fingers flew up and down, trying to use his strongest magical powers to deal with it.

A trace of coldness came out from the body, and everything within a radius of ten miles began to condense with a thick layer of frost, and the temperature of the whole world suddenly dropped.

Frost and cold Kyushu!

The chill is pervasive, the frost spreads, whether it is the ground or the sky, whether it is flowers or animals, everything is frozen into ice sculptures.

However, when the frost and cold air wrapped around the Great Sword of Punishing Evil, it was hindered.

The Sword of Punishing Evil is unparalleled in its sharpness, it can cut through mountains and rocks, cut off the sun and the moon, and the coldness of the district is naturally no problem.

Although a layer of hoarfrost has condensed on the black sword, its speed has slowed down a lot, but it is still unabated, and its sharp edge is revealed!

Situ Nan's complexion changed greatly, and when he saw the Sword of Punishment coming towards his face, a mournful look flashed in his eyes. The sword that represented justice in the Seven Swords of Zhenfeng was held in the hands of today's people in the devil's way, and he himself He was about to die under the sword of Zhuxie, which filled his heart with grief.

But he wouldn't give up on this, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and Situ Nan moved his hands together, laying down hundreds of layers of ice walls in front of him, then flashed and landed on the deck, grabbed Ling Xian's shoulders and headed north. Gallop away.

"Jie Jie, Situ Nan, where do you want to escape?"

The red-robed old man let out a strange smile, rolled up his sleeves, and a tornado suddenly formed, blocking Situ Nan's way.

At the same time, the Zhuxie Sword erupted with dazzling sword light, easily piercing through hundreds of layers of ice walls, and then pierced Situ Nan's shoulder with a mighty thunderbolt.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out, Situ Nan's complexion instantly turned pale, and cold sweat fell on his forehead, which showed that he was in great pain at this time.

The Zhuxie Sword is one of the seven swords of Zangjian Peak and Zhenfeng, and then the red-robed old man uses it to use it to display magical powers. The power is naturally powerful and terrifying. Although it has been blocked by the frost and cold Kyushu and blocked by a hundred layers of ice walls, its power is great. Weakened, but still easily penetrated the mana barrier of the Core Formation Stage.

Situ Nan's body was shaky, and it seemed that he might fall down at any time. He looked at the young man in front of him with dim light, and said weakly, "Ling Xian, hurry up and leave me alone!"

"Elder Situ,

Hold on. Ling Xian frowned, the Nine Heavens Divine Wings slowly stretched, and a gust of wind rolled up, roaring towards the red-robed old man behind.

"A mere ant in the qi-refining stage, dare to shoot at me? Looking for death!" The old man in red robe waved his hand, and the wind dissipated immediately. Ah Situ Nan, do you know how long I have been looking forward to this day, maybe God saw that I waited too hard, so when I killed you, I specially gave me a big gift."

"Damn, Ling Xian, run away and leave me alone." Situ Nan was so weak that he even lost the ability to fly, so he could only let Ling Xian fly with him.

"Elder Situ, stop talking, even if I leave you, I can't escape. "I Dedication" Ling Xian looked calm, regardless of the strong enemy behind, maximized Jiutianyi's speed and stayed in the sky. The next afterimages.

However, although Jiutian Divine Wing is known as the fastest speed in the world, it can be compared with the legendary Kunpeng, but Ling Xian's cultivation base is still too weak for the time being, with only the tenth level of qi refining, it is impossible to exert one ten thousandth of its speed.

But the old man in red robe is a strong man in the middle stage of forming a pill, even if he doesn't use any magical powers, he can easily catch up with Ling Xian.

"Run, run as much as you like, I see where you can run to?" The red-robed old man had a playful smile on his face. Behind Ling Xian, keep a distance of about ten feet.

"A game of cat and mouse?" Ling Xian frowned. If it weren't for the fact that there was Situ Nan next to him, he would have immediately summoned the Great Emperor Pingran and slapped the old man in red behind him to death.

"Ling Xian, I have a way to get rid of him, but now I'm so weak, I can only do it by myself." Situ Nanqiang cheered up and thought of a way.

"Elder Situ, please say that our lives are about to end now. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well give it a shot." Ling Xian was shocked.

Situ Nan looked overjoyed, took out a crystal purple silk thread from the storage bag, and said, "Okay, you turn around to fight, and find a chance to wrap this thing around his wrist."

"Tie Shensi?" Ling Xian's eyes lit up, not expecting that Elder Situ would have such a good thing.

Situ Nan was stunned and said, "You actually know this thing?"

"I've seen it once. Now is not the time to go into details. Escape is the most important thing." Ling Xian put the bundle of silk into his cuffs, took a step, released the hand that grasped Situ Nan's shoulder, and then slowly turned around.

"Why, don't you escape? Do you still know that you can't escape no matter what?"

Seeing the young man in front of him turn around, the red-robed old man was a little displeased. He enjoyed this cat-and-mouse banter, especially since the other party was his own enemy, Situ Nan, who had brought him endless shame, and a man who had awakened to the death penalty. The unparalleled Tianjiao in the world, watching the two fled in embarrassment in front of him, this made him a certain psychological satisfaction.

Ling Xian frowned slightly, looked at the red-robed old man with a playful smile on his face, and said lightly: "I also heard seven or eight points of the conversation between you and Elder Situ, although I don't know what happened between you, but One thing I am sure of, you are Wanjianzong, and you are a traitor of Cangjianfeng."

"What did you say?!"

The word "traitor" was in his ears, and the old man was furious, his sleeves rolled up, the wind was blowing, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

In the face of his terrifying aura, Ling Xian showed no fear, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and sarcastically said, "Is it wrong to say that you are a traitor? A traitor of a sect should live with his tail tucked in his head, yet he dares to be so arrogant, are you? Are you tired of living?"

"Okay, okay, okay." The old man in red said three times in a row, with a gloomy and frightening face, and said coldly, "You boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, don't worry, I won't kill you, wait until I dig you out. I will transplant another pair of ordinary eyes for you, so that you can see with your own eyes, I will use your killing the world to set foot on the peak and shine in all directions."

"What a sinister mind, but are you sure, you have that ability? Even if you get my punishment, what can you do? A traitor is just a traitor, and a traitor all his life." Ling Xian's eyes turned cold, and he held his heart. The killing intent continued to anger the old man with words, especially the word traitor, he found that this person was particularly sensitive to these words.

"Damn brat! What do you know? You don't know anything! What right do you have to call me a traitor! Damn, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Rolling, thunder brewing.

An incomparably thick blue thunder shone in the air, slashing down at Ling Xian!

This is a thunder technique, known as the most destructive type in the world of immortal cultivation, especially when it is used by the strong in the stage of formation, the terrifying power can be called unmatched!

Ling Xian's heart froze, and he turned to Jiutianyi with his fate, and his figure disappeared in place. However, even if he escaped this thunder, he was still hit by the spreading lightning.

Suddenly, his body twitched and blood spurted out.

There is no way, the difference between qi refining and elixir formation is too great, like the difference between cloud and mud, and can't be compared at all. Ordinary qi refining cultivators, facing the strong elixir formation stage, are not scared to tremble, they are considered to have good psychological quality, and how dare they Challenging the powerhouse at the Core Formation Stage?

"Hahaha, little brat, this is the end of your self-control. You dare to provoke me in a mere qi refinement. It's really stupid and amazing." The red-clothed old man laughed wildly, too lazy to talk nonsense with Ling Xian.

He slowly stretched out his hands with his palms facing upwards. Suddenly, the sky above his head was covered with dark clouds, and thunders were brewing in it, like an impending storm, filled with an aura of destruction.

It's like extinction!

Ling Xian frowned, knowing that she couldn't wait any longer. With a flick of her wings, the originally dim Jiutian Feather suddenly burst into immeasurable divine light, carrying him to the old man quickly.

"Faced with the powerhouse of the Core Formation Stage, but dare to take action, I really don't know whether to live or die, but for the sake of your courage, I will leave you a whole corpse." A ball of electric light shot horizontally at Ling Xian.

"good chance!"

Ling Xian's eyes lit up, facing the old man's terrifying hands of thunder, he did not hide, and he could not hide, because this was probably the only chance to touch the old man's wrist.

The bundle of silk is a divine object of heaven and earth. It has the power to trap any living being and seal the mana within its body. It claims to be able to temporarily lock the true immortal, but it has a requirement that it must be tied to the opponent's wrist by hand. A strange and difficult request made this fetish a well-known chicken rib in the world of immortality.

Just imagine, in the course of the battle, personally tying the bundle of silk to the enemy's wrist, this not only requires a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but also requires far more strength than the opponent. God silk? How easy it is to slap to death.

Therefore, bundled silk is called a chicken rib in the gods of heaven and earth.

Right now, Ling Xian is going to use his Qi-refining stage to tie this thing to the wrist of a pill-forming stage powerhouse, which is simply an impossible task, but he has to do it. Also try your best!

"This is the only chance to escape, whether it is life or death, it depends on this fight."

Lei Ting's palm continued to expand in his pupils, Ling Xian's expression was calm, and he could not see the slightest nervousness. A mighty heart that calms down.

The bundle of god silk quietly appeared in the palm of her hand, Ling Xian's eyes did not blink, waiting for the fleeting opportunity.

In the distance, Situ Nan's eyes widened, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he felt uneasy. He also knew very well that if Ling Xian could succeed, then the two would have the possibility to escape, but if Ling Xian failed, then the two would have only one end.

die.

Therefore, he was extremely nervous, his eyes fixed on the Thunder palm in front of him, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A gust of wind roared and ruffled the hair on Ling Xian's forehead.

"Oops!"

In the face of the menacing palm, Ling Xian secretly screamed badly. He misjudged the situation. He just thought that he could take the opportunity to tie the bundle of divine silk to the opponent's wrist, but he forgot that he couldn't stop the red-robed old man at all. hit!

That is the powerhouse of the Core Formation Stage!

Even a casual wave is enough to kill Ling Xian, not to mention a full-strength blow!

"It's over, I'm going to die here now." Ling Xian's mouth twitched, revealing a bitter smile, but in the next second, his eyes froze, and he resolutely met Thunder's palm!

Since there is no way to escape, let alone resist, then simply persevere to the end. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will be able to temporarily trap the old red-robed old man with the power of the bundle of gods, and then you will be able to escape with Situ Nan.

Ling Xian thought about it like this, her expression was calm, and there was no fear at all.

This is the mood he has sharpened after going through a hundred years of wind and rain. In times of crisis, he is extremely calm and fearless. Even if he knows it is impossible, he will never sit still and give up hope!

Complete failure is always followed by complete giving up.

The red-clothed old man had a ferocious face, and the thunderous palm passed through the sky, his energy pierced through the rainbow, and his potential was open to the sky!

Seeing that Ling Xian was about to die, a woman sighed quietly.

"Ugh……"

Just like the goddess sighing bitterly, the true immortal sighed with emotion. It is obviously just a sigh, but it seems to contain a great power that can cause all things to wither and all living beings to die.

Immediately, the whole world seemed to be frozen, completely plunged into dead silence.

The wind does not move, the clouds do not move, and the people do not move.

Time and space are frozen at this moment!

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