Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 611
Today's battle will determine the general trend of the cultivation world.

No one can be calm.

If Han Lingzi wins, the decent faction will sweep away the decadence in the past, turn around and take the initiative, and counter pressure the evil cultivators.

If it imitates Xiao Nansheng, the decent affiliation will be completely smashed into the dust, and after that, it will be a foregone conclusion to go around the evil cultivators.

People all looked serious, looking forward with a little anxiety.

Looking forward to the arrival of the protagonist and the result of this battle.

As witnesses, Na Yang and Mr. Hu appeared near the top of the mountain at [-]:[-] on time.

But the protagonist hasn't appeared yet, neither Han Lingzi nor Fang Xiaonan.

The time is approaching every minute and every second.

Han Lingzi came on time, neither a minute earlier nor a second later, at exactly nine o'clock, he descended from the sky and landed on the top of the mountain.

"Hmph!" After falling, Han Lingzi snorted softly, closed his eyes slightly, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, his face was icy cold.

"It's time, Fang Xiaonan hasn't come yet!"

"It's not because I'm afraid!"

"Probably not? This is what he proposed!"

Everyone is whispering, excited, anxious, and everyone is different.

But everyone knows that Fang Xiaonan should...won't not come.

Of course, some people are quite calm, they are quite sure that Fang Xiaonan is coming soon.

It's just that they didn't know that Fang Xiaonan came so fast.

Just when people were still whispering, a clear voice sounded: "Start?"

Everyone was taken aback, except Na Yang.

Everyone looked at the position in the field blankly. When did that handsome figure appear?When did it arrive?
Even Mr. Hu, who was standing closest to the center, froze. With his strength, he didn't realize when Fang Xiaonan arrived.

This is impossible?how can that be?

Mr. Hu clenched his fists slightly, looking at the figure in the field, his heart was full of vigilance and suspicion; soon, he also saw Han Lingzi's reaction.

Han Lingzi's strength was indeed one point higher than his, but it was obvious that Han Lingzi, who was closest to Fang Xiaonan, felt a little stiff the moment the other party spoke.

That being said, Han Lingzi didn't notice the other party's appearance either.

"Then how did Fang Xiaonan appear? Could it be that the information in the building is really wrong?"

The Yang next to him seemed to be obviously calmer. After imitating Xiaonan's voice, he found that Han Lingzi had no words, and said slowly: "The two witnesses are in place, and the people for the decisive battle have also arrived. Han Lingzi Fellow Daoist, can we start?"

"let's start!"

Han Lingzi was staring at the opposite side, with a gleaming Qingfeng sword already in his hand, his spiritual power had already reached its peak in an instant, a sword formula in his left hand had been formed, and there was no trace of arrogance on his face, only dignified.

"Bah!"

The next moment, Han Lingzi who had just said the beginning, his face froze instantly, and a certain person's figure was reflected in his round pupils, so clear and so close, so close that he could clearly see the other person's eyes.

Cold, cold, and killing intent!
It reflects Han Lingzi's own disbelief and despair.

Looking at the two people standing together, no more than one meter apart, and the half of the long knife dripping blood protruding from Han Lingzi's back, the whole crowd fell silent.

That tiny sound just now, the knife piercing the flesh, actually ended everything?
"ended?"

Everyone's eyes are a little dazed, what is this?
Shouldn't the first battle in the world of lower cultivators for thousands of years be like the sky falling apart, the sun and the moon darkening?

Just less than a second?It's over?
Is it hallucination?Or was it tampered with here, and a large phantom formation was arranged?

Of course, this is not possible.

With Xiaxiu guarding and several supernatural powers at the peak of the supernatural powers, it is impossible to have any problems without being discovered.

But the reality in front of him is that Fang Xiaonan crossed a distance of two feet in an instant, and stabbed Han Lingzi to death at the peak of supernatural powers, without any fancy spells, or even any special attacks.

Just one knife.

This knife cut through the aura of body protection on Han Lingzi's body, and maybe even the magic weapon of body protection on Han Lingzi's body had not had time to react, so he stabbed Han Lingzi to death like this.

How can it be?

what happened?

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

It wasn't until there was a long howl from there, like Xiao Nan rising into the sky, like a meteor flying away down the mountain, that everyone came back to their senses.

Mr. Hu was the first to rush to Han Lingzi, followed by Yunlingyin and Zhao Mingfeng.

The three of them stood beside Han Lingzi, looking at the dead body of Han Lingzi who stood there motionless with wide-eyed eyes and expressions of horror and disbelief, a chill rose in their hearts.

Mr. Hu took a deep breath, looked at Yunlingyin and Zhao Mingfeng, and said in a deep voice, "Please check with the two of you!"

Yun Lingyin and Zhao Mingfeng looked at each other with pale faces, and then they stretched out their hands and slowly pressed towards Han Lingzi's body.

It's just that two flashes of spiritual light flashed on Han Lingzi's body, and the faces of the two became more and more ugly.

Han Lingzi's heart and all the meridians were directly shattered by that knife, and the body protection magic weapon on Han Lingzi showed no sign of being activated at all.

This proved that the opponent's attack was indeed approaching its limit. Even Han Lingzi, who had been nurturing himself for decades, had already been closely related to the body-protecting magic weapon, but he didn't even have time to react.

I'm afraid even half-sages can't do this kind of method!

Seeing the extremely gloomy expressions of the two, Mr. Hu's heart sank suddenly. The information in the building was indeed wrong, and it was outrageously wrong.

Just thinking about how strong Xiaonan's strength is, his heart turns cold.

Regardless of the other party's performance in the past, or how the information in the building described it, but just now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he killed a person at the peak of magical powers with a single blow.

That kind of knife that suddenly appeared out of thin air, and that fast to the extreme, seems to have involved the way of time and space, and has surpassed the ability of ordinary semi-sages, perhaps only true saints can do it.

With the existence of such a person, who else can intervene in the lower cultivator world?

It's no wonder that the other party is so generous in assisting the investigation of the treasure building. I'm afraid that all the secrets in Xiujie are already under the control of the other party.

Only Na Yang seemed to be still calm.

Standing aside, still performing his duties, he said, "Fellow Daoist Hu, is there a problem with this battle?"

Mr. Hu smiled wryly and shook his head slightly: "No problem!"

"Okay, this battle is like Xiao Nansheng!" Na Yang turned his head and looked around, said something lightly, and then flew up and went down the mountain.

Seeing that Yang left, Mr. Hu looked at the top of the mountain unwillingly, sighed softly, paused on his feet, and jumped away.

Naturally, Yun Lingyin and Zhao Mingfeng would not stay for long, picked up Han Lingzi's body, and flew away.

As for the surrounding crowd, some of them still couldn't recover at this time, until someone suddenly shouted: "The lord wins!"

"The lord wins!"

"The lord wins!"

It seemed that everything was ignited. First of all, it was just some junior disciples who came to watch the battle with their elders, and then excitedly raised their fists and roared.

Then some elders in charge seemed to be infected as well, and they couldn't help shouting in a deep voice with high spirits: "The lord wins!"

"The lord wins!"

In an instant, the top of Huashan was boiling.

And the orthodox sects over there had gloomy faces, looked at the extremely excited evil cultivators on the opposite side, bowed their heads and left silently.

Seeing the dejected looks of these orthodox sects, the cheers of the evil sects became more and more enthusiastic.

Only Lin Yuyin looked at the direction in which her son was leaving, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
(End of this chapter)