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Chapter 1401 The Immortal Executioner Appears

Beijing Airport.

It is an international airport.

Even after the weather changes, there are still a lot of passengers going in and out of the country.

But during this time, there are even more people.

Passengers are not allowed to enter and exit by themselves.

Instead, the airport was controlled by people from the Tianmeng.

Above the airport, there are many star monks floating.

They stood in the air with nothing under their feet.

Such people are called immortals by ordinary people.

And the planes kept coming.

No matter what the high-altitude control is, even if one plane follows another, there is no fear of hitting one piece.

In the distance of the airport, many people watched from afar.

They've all heard the rumor.

I have some sympathy for the foreigners gathered outside the airport.

"Poor thing, they will be sacrificed soon. I guess they don't know what sacrifice means. It's giving their lives."

"Yes, in ancient China, there was a long talk about offering sacrifices."

"There are also foreign countries."

"Hey, in this world, how did it become like this?"

"Don't pity people from other countries, maybe one day, we will be like them."

"Don't be afraid, we have immortals in China."

At the mention of the Immortal Killer, everyone cheered up.

However, someone also said, "It seems that Jade Immortal has not appeared for a long time."

"It should have its own business."

Whoosh!
At this time, a figure came from a high altitude, it was a man with loose long hair, his eyes were coldly staring at the crowd watching.

The people were not frightened by his eyes.

No one dared to look directly into those eyes.

"Your Immortal Slayer will be sacrificed soon." The long-haired man said coldly.

No one dared to refute.

The long-haired man continued to snort coldly: "A group of ants."

"You are also ants in the eyes of the Immortal Slayer."

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

The long-haired man immediately caught the target of the conversation, which was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

Next to the little boy was an old man, who was so frightened that he hurriedly covered the little boy's mouth.

Then, trembling, he said to the long-haired man: "The child can't speak in tune, you, don't worry about it."

As soon as the long-haired man stretched out his hand, the little boy in the old man's arms flew up into the sky.

"Ah..."

The little boy cried out in fear.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua."

The old man ran two steps forward, he looked up, but the position of the little boy was too high, he couldn't even touch the little boy's feet.

"Pfft!"

The old man knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "Let my grandson go, please."

"Humph!"

He was only answered by an indifferent voice.

"I will pay my grandson's life with my life, please." The old man kept kowtowing.

"Grandpa, you don't ask him, he is a bad guy!"

The little boy still had fear on his face, but he said stubbornly.

"Bad guys..." The long-haired man narrowed his eyes.

"Xiaohua, stop talking." The old man turned pale.

"Grandpa, they are bad people. If they want to kill so many people, the Immortal Slayer will punish them!"

The little boy yelled.

"punish?"

The long-haired man glanced at the crowd, "Forget it, today, I'll send all of you to the Dragon Valley, and I'll see if the Immortal Executioner you're talking about will show up."

Hearing this, the expressions of the people all changed drastically.

You shouldn't be watching the excitement.

They regret it.

But it was useless, in front of the long-haired man, they couldn't even think of running away.

"The Immortal Jlayer will punish you, severely punish you!" The little boy was still stubborn.

"You trust your Immortal Slayer so much, that's good."

A sword appeared in the long-haired man's hand, "I cut off an arm first, let's see if the Immortal Executioner will come, shall we?"

The little boy was too scared to speak.

The old man kowtowed and cried, "Please, don't hurt my grandson, he's still young..."

However, the long sword had already escaped from the long-haired man's hand.

The long sword flew towards the little boy's right arm with a flashing cold light.

It's almost here.

The sharpness of the long sword gives people a feeling that no matter what it touches, it will be cut off.

When the old man saw it, he fell headlong.

There was also despair in the little boy's eyes.

However, he yelled: "Zhou Xianzhe, where are you? Come out!"

"Slayer of Immortals? Hmph!"

The long-haired man showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then he muttered: "I'm free too, and I'm angry with a brat.

"Ok?"

The long-haired man was stunned, why hasn't the long sword returned yet?
Why didn't the arm fall off?

Why didn't the blood appear?

He looked up and saw a man standing next to the little boy holding his long sword.

The long-haired man narrowed his eyes.

"Are you the Immortal Slayer?"

The little boy looked at the person next to him, and he exclaimed in surprise: "You are the Immortal Executioner, I have seen your video, and you are the Immortal Executioner!"

The little boy was so excited that he was about to cry as if he had seen an idol.

It was Tian Ermiao who came.

He heard the little boy's shout, so he rushed over.

"Are you afraid?" Tian Ermiao asked.

The little boy nodded, then hurriedly shook his head, "Not afraid, not at all!"

The little boy looked very cute.

Down below, hope appeared in the eyes of the people, and someone shouted: "Are you the Immortal Executioner? Are you really the Immortal Executioner? Kill this demon quickly."

Tian Ermiao brought the little boy to the ground.

"Grandpa, grandpa?"

The little boy pushed and shoved the old man, who had already fainted from fright.

Tian Ermiao sent out a burst of spiritual energy, which landed on the old man, and the old man woke up.

Seeing that his grandson was fine, he burst into tears of excitement.

"Grandpa, it's the Immortal Executioner, am I right? The Immortal Executioner will come out to punish them." The little boy was equally excited.

"The Immortal Slayer..."

The old man looked at Tian Ermiao, he was grateful, "Thank you, thank you, my house is full of your photos, you are my grandson's idol."

Tian Ermiao smiled.

At this time, the long-haired man said coldly: "You are Tian Ermiao?"

Tian Ermiao turned her head to look at the long-haired man, and he said, "You are indeed a demon for attacking a child."

"child?"

The long-haired man snorted: "In my eyes, there is no distinction between young and old, they are all ants."

"You are also an ant in my eyes, no, you are not as good as an ant." Tian Ermiao said.

Hearing this, the long-haired man laughed loudly: "A month ago, I might have been afraid of you, but it's a pity that we meet now."

"Oh, how is it?" Tian Ermiao said lightly.

"I'm about to become a god of transformation, and I can tell you that when I go back this time, I will immediately become a monk of the transformation of gods. Many people in our Tianmeng will break through to the stage of transformation of gods."

Hearing what the long-haired man said, Tian Ermiao suddenly thought that the big white chicken once said that it cooperated with Wei Sheng, the leader of the Tianmeng, and it was probably to help the Tianmeng improve its strength.

Seeing that Tian Ermiao didn't speak, the long-haired man smiled proudly, "Are you afraid? But it's too late."

Then, he glared at the little boy fiercely, "Little kid, isn't he your idol? Watch how I kill your idol."

(End of this chapter)