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Chapter 458 Sword Slave's Determination

The sword slave let out a loud roar, his eyes were like blood, full of murderous intent, and his whole body was full of monstrous sword energy, like a sharp sword that shook the sky, whistling and galloping, suddenly rushed towards the seriously injured Qingdi.

Emperor Qing frowned, his eyes were full of icy coldness, his expression was incomparably indifferent, he stared at the sword slave, and said coldly, "Hmph, a mere slave wants to kill me? Even if I'm injured, You can't kill me either."

Following his cold snort, his body shook suddenly, a terrifying aura shot up into the sky instantly, and then a cyan whirlwind swept towards the sword slave with the flick of his big sleeve.

Jian Nu's eyes shrank suddenly, the depths of his eyes were full of fear, his body suddenly stopped, most of the aura that had been condensed just now disappeared in an instant, and his speed was also weakening rapidly.

"Fuck, are you still a fucking man? Kill him and you will be free. There is nothing to be afraid of. He is seriously injured." Zhang Wei on the side looked anxiously, looking at the figure of the sword slave, with a look of The appearance of hating iron but not steel.

Damn, how afraid of Emperor Qing is.

That Emperor Qing is not a monster, is it so scary?

Zhang Wei really didn't want to go up and kick the sword slave's feet, Zhen Nima was too good for nothing.

If the Qi in his body hadn't been exhausted, he really wanted to rush up and kill Qing Emperor with his own hands.

What a fucking opportunity.

He looked at Jian Nu with contempt in his eyes. It seemed that this guy was unreliable, and he had to work hard on his own.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he quickly took out a handful of Qi Condensing Pills from his bosom, swallowed them all in his heart, and immediately streams of cool Qi poured into his body.

At the same time, Qingdi saw Zhang Wei's actions, his expression changed drastically, and he secretly yelled that he was not good.

If Zhang Wei recovers, it will be really difficult for him to leave if he wants to leave. The current situation is not good for him.

His eyes were bright, and taking advantage of the blue whirlwind he swung just now, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, raised his hands and slammed into the void, and suddenly a huge crack appeared.

"No, he's going to run away! Fuck you, sword slave." Zhang Wei felt a wave of aura, and his expression changed instantly. He was very anxious, and couldn't help but swear.

Damn, this time, taking advantage of Qingdi's unpreparedness, he managed to injure him severely this time.

If you don't seize this opportunity well, you may not have such good luck next time.

But the body of the sword slave stopped there, his expression was terrified, and he refused to make a move for a long time.

He seemed to hear Zhang Wei's violent drinking, his body shook suddenly, and the fear in his eyes disappeared instantly.

When he saw Emperor Qing tear open the void with his bare hands and was about to escape, he was shocked, as if awakened, and immediately reacted, his expression was instantly cold, full of murderous intent, and he rushed forward again.

"Where to go!"

"Haha, a slave is a slave, and he will never get rid of the fear of his master." Qing Emperor suddenly stood up, his figure flashed, and he stepped directly into the crack he tore open.

Seeing that he was about to disappear, he suddenly looked sideways at Zhang Wei. Seeing Zhang Wei's anxious face, he couldn't help showing a smug sneer on his face.

"Boy, we will have a meeting later. Next time we meet, I will never show mercy."

"Damn it, stop!" Zhang Wei stood up with a thud, his feet jerked, and he rushed out in an instant, slamming his fists fiercely in the direction of Qingdi.

It's a pity that Qingdi only left behind a very proud smile and disappeared into the void.

Looking at the disappearing figure of the Qing Emperor, Zhang Wei's face was ashen, full of anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly looked at the sword slave, and the aura around him suddenly rose to the sky.

"Look at the good things you have done, hmph, after today, you should leave the Immortal Palace, my subordinates don't need cowardly and incompetent people."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Wei glared at Jian Nu and left angrily.

Jian Nu's face was ugly, his eyes were full of bitterness, he wanted to kill Qingdi just now, and he also knew that this was a rare opportunity, but because he was restrained by Qingdi for a long time, he had already lived in Qingdi's shadow.

The fear of the Qing Emperor had already penetrated deep into the marrow, and it was difficult to get rid of it for a while.

He sighed silently in his heart, seeing Zhang Wei's disappointed appearance, he just felt that he had no face to face Zhang Wei.

But he still remembered Zhang Wei's help and was grateful, but he didn't know how to express it.

At this moment, Zhang Wei was already surrounded by the disciples and elders of the Immortal Hall. Everyone's faces were full of awe, and they gave thumbs up one after another.

They saw with their own eyes that Zhang Wei had beaten the suzerain of the Qinglian sect away.

The scene of the battle between the two masters of transforming gods just now still reverberates in their minds.

The scene was incomparably spectacular and shocking.

"Back off, let that old guy run away, there's nothing to show off." Zhang Wei was so annoyed by the sword slave, his face was very gloomy.

The people around saw his displeasure, stepped aside tactfully, looked up at Jian Nu, all showing contempt and disdain.

They saw the scene just now. If it wasn't for this cowardly guy, it is estimated that Qing Emperor of Qinglian Sect would really hang here.

"Hmph, I didn't expect this guy to be so worthless. What should Qing Emperor be afraid of? Even our palace master can't beat him."

"That's right, the Qing Emperor was obviously injured just now, and he only needed a knife to die. This guy just let him go. It's really annoying."

"Hey, is he a fake god transformation master? He doesn't even have the guts. If everyone in our Immortal Hall is like him, wouldn't it make the whole world of comprehension a joke?"

"Yeah, I also suspect that he may be a fake god. I saw him being quite arrogant before, but I didn't expect to be so cowardly when I saw Emperor Qing."

"I really think highly of him."

……

All the disciples around were discussing, their eyes were full of contempt, all kinds of cynicism.

Jian Nu only felt that his face was dull, he lowered his head, his eyes were very sad, he turned around and left silently. This time, his dignity was completely trampled by him.

His heart was roaring, full of resentment.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Zhang Wei frowned, his face became more gloomy, he turned around suddenly, his eyes were full of anger, and he swept everyone coldly.

"Shut up, everyone, anyone who dares to talk about what happened just now will be punished by the palace rules!"

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed drastically, panic flashed in their eyes, they quickly shut up and stopped talking.

Now, Zhang Wei is very majestic in their hearts.

Zhang Wei glanced at Jian Nu's depressed back, sighed, snorted softly, and walked away.

"Slave Jian, let's pretend that today's incident never happened. It's up to you to decide whether to go or stay."

Jian Nu's figure suddenly trembled, trembling faintly, infinite gratitude welled up in his heart, full of warmth.

He was very moved by Zhang Wei's words to stop the cynicism of the crowd.

At that moment just now, a decision was suddenly made in his heart.

His voice was extremely hoarse, echoing over the Immortal Palace for a long time.

"Hall Master, please allow me to join the Immortal Hall!"

[PS: There will be an update today, the Chinese New Year is busy, everyone Happy New Year! 】

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