Painting of the Nine Immortals

The evil evil sword cuts through the sky, and the cold killings are coming!

Situ Nan had a dignified expression, black hair danced wildly, and his ten fingers flew up and down to show his strongest supernatural power to cope.

A trace of coldness emerged through the body, and everything within a radius of ten miles began to condense into a thick layer of frost, and the temperature of the whole world suddenly dropped.

Frost cold Kyushu!

The chill permeated and the frost spread, whether it was the ground or the sky, whether it was flowers or beasts, everything was frozen into ice sculptures.

However, when the frost and cold air were wrapped in the evil evil sword, it was hindered.

The evil sword is sharp and unrivaled. It can open the mountain and crack the stone, cut off the sun and the moon, and the cold air is natural.

Although a layer of hoarfrost was condensed on the black sword, its speed has been slowed down a lot, but it is still deciduous and revealing!

Situ Nan's face changed drastically, and he saw the evil spirit sword rushing towards his face. There was a gleam of sadness in his eyes. The sword of justice in the former Zhenfeng Seven Swords was held in the hands of today's magic Taoists and he himself He was about to die under the evil evil sword, which made him sad.

But he wouldn't give up on it. He bit his teeth fiercely. Situ Nan moved his hands together and laid hundreds of ice walls in front of himself. Then his body flickered, landed on the deck, grabbed Lingxian's shoulder and headed north. Gallop away.

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

The old man in the red robe made a funny laugh, a roll of big sleeves, and a tornado formed immediately, blocking Situ Nan's way.

At the same time, Xie Xiejian's bright sword light broke through and easily penetrated hundreds of ice walls, then thundered through the shoulder of Situ Nan.

"puff!"

Blood spewed out, and Situ Nan's complexion instantly turned pale, and cold sweat slipped on his forehead. It can be seen that he was suffering huge pain at this time.

The evil sword is one of the seven swords of the Tibetan sword peak Zhenfeng, and then used by the old man in the red robe to perform magical powers. The power is naturally terrible. Although it has been blocked by the frosty cold Kyushu and blocked by the hundred-layer ice wall, the power is great. Weakened, but still easily penetrated the mana barrier of the Dandan period.

Situ Nan's body was shaky, and it seemed that it might fall down at any time. His eyes dimly looked at the young man in front of him, weakly, "Lingxian, you go away, don't worry about me!"

"Elder Situ, hold on." Ling Xian frowned, Jiutian Shenyi stretched slowly, rolled up a gust of wind, and whistled towards the old man in the red robe behind.

"A ants in the gas-gathering period dare to shoot at me? Seek to death!" The old man in the red robe waved away, the wind suddenly dissipated, he looked at the two who were embarrassed and fled in front of him, and laughed: "Situ Nan Ah Stuart, you know how long I've been looking forward to this day, maybe God has worked so hard to see me, so that while killing you, I specially gave me a great gift. "

"Damn, Lingxian, you run away, don't care about me." Situ Nan was so weak that he had lost the ability to fly, and only let Lingxian fly with him.

"Elder Szeto, don't talk, even if I leave you, I can't escape." Ling Xian's expression was calm. Regardless of the strong enemy in the rear, the speed of Jiutianyi was brought to the extreme, leaving a disability in the sky. Shadow.

However, although Jiutian Shenyi is known as the world's fastest, it can be compared with the legendary Kun Peng, but Lingxian's cultivation is still too weak for the time being. Only the tenth layer of gas refining can not exert its speed of one ten thousandth.

The old man in the red robe is a strong man in the middle of the dandan period. Even if he does not use any magical powers, he can easily catch up with Lingxian.

"Let's go, run as much as you can, where can I go?" The old man in the red robe had a playful smile on his face. The speed was not slow, just like walking in his back garden, but he followed closely Behind Ling Xian, keep a distance of about ten feet.

"A game of cat and mouse?" Ling Xian's brows frowned. If it wasn't for Situ Nan beside him, he must have summoned the Emperor Pingran immediately and slapped the old man in the red robe with a slap.

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

"Elder Szeto, please say that our lives are about to be lost now. Instead of dying, let's give it a go." Lingxian was shocked.

Situ Nan took a look of joy, took out a crystal purple silk thread from the storage bag, and said, "Okay, you turn to fight, find an opportunity to wrap this thing around his wrist."

"Bundled with silk?" Ling Xian's eyes brightened, and Elder Situ did not expect such a good thing.

Situ Nan said for a moment, "Do you actually know this thing?"

"I've seen it once, and now is not the time to elaborate. Escaping matters." Ling Xian bundled the silk into her cuffs, stepped forward, loosened her hand that grasped Situ Nan's shoulder, and then slowly turned around.

"Why, don't you escape? Or you know you can't escape anyway?"

Looking at the boy in front of him, the old man in the red robe was a little displeased. He enjoyed this cat-and-mouse play, especially the opponent is his own enemy, Situ Nan, who once brought himself endless shame, and an awakening 诛Wushuang Tianjiao of the world watched the two flee in front of themselves, which greatly satisfied some of his psychology.

Ling Xian frowned slightly, looking at the old man in a red robe with a playful smile on her face, and said lightly: "I also heard the conversation between you and Elder Stuart 7/8, although I don't know what happened between you, but I'm pretty sure that you are Wan Jianzong, and you are a traitor to Tibet. "

"what did you say?!"

The traitor was in the ear, the old man was furious, a large sleeve rolled up, the wind was rising, and the killing intention was stunned.

In the face of his horror, Ling Xian had no fear, his mouth lightened, and sarcastically said, "Isn't it right to say that you are a traitor? A sectarian traitor should have his tail in his hands and be stolen, but dare to be so mad, you are Impatient of life? "

"Okay, okay, okay." The old man in red said three good ones in a row, his face was somber and scary, and he said coldly, "Boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, don't worry, I won't kill you, wait for me to dig you out Your eyes will transplant another pair of ordinary eyes for you to see with your own eyes. I will use your concubine to reach the top and shine brightly. "

"It's so wicked, but are you sure that you have that ability? Even if you get my uncle, what can a renegade be, after all, a renegade, a renegade for life." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, pressing her heart. The killing intention continued to use words to anger the old man, especially the word traitor. He found that this person was particularly sensitive to the word.

"Damn devil! What do you know? You don't know anything! What qualifications are you calling a traitor! Damn, I want to kill you, kill you!" The old man in red anger rushed to the crown, raised his hand to Lingxian, and suddenly dark clouds Rolling, Thunder brewing.

A stout blue thunder shone in the air, fiercely splitting against Ling Xian!

This is the lightning system, known as the strongest destructive force in the Xiuxian Realm, especially when the strong ones are used during the dandan period. Such terrifying power is unmatched!

Ling Xian's heart was frightened, her fate turned to Jiutianyi, and her body disappeared immediately. However, even if he escaped the thunder, it was still struck by the spreading lightning.

Suddenly, his body twitched and blood spewed.

There is no way. The difference between gas refining and Jiedan is too big, just like the cloud and mud, it cannot be compared at all. Generally, a gas refining monk, facing a strong Jiedan period, is not psychologically scared if he is not scared. Provoking the Dandan Powerhouse?

"Hahaha, devil, this is the end of your uncontrollable power. You are too stupid to challenge me. It is stupid and amazing." The old man in the red suit laughed wildly, too lazy to talk nonsense with Ling Xian.

He slowly stretched out his hands, palms facing upwards, and suddenly, the sky above him was clouded with clouds of thunder, brewing like a storm coming, filled with a sense of destruction.

Same as extinction!

Ling Xian's brow froze tightly, knowing that she could never wait any longer, her wings flew, and the dim nine-day wing suddenly burst into infinite light, carrying him quickly to the old man.

"In the face of the strong Dandan period, but dare to shoot, I really don't know whether to die or not, but I read that for your courage, I will leave you a corpse." The old man in the red robe looked cold, and his palm suddenly popped out A ball of electric light swept across Ling Xian.

"good chance!"

Ling Xian's eyes brightened. In the face of the thunderous thunder hand of the old man, he did not hide, nor could he hide, because this was probably the only chance to reach the old man's wrist.

Bundled silk is a **** of heaven and earth. It has the power to trap any creature and seal its mana. It claims to temporarily lock the true immortal, but it has a requirement that it must be tied to the opponent's wrist by hand. An eccentric and difficult request made this fetish a famous chicken rib in the Xiuxian Realm.

Imagine that in the course of the battle, you tied the bundle of silk to the enemy's wrist. This requires not only a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but also the strength of the opponent. If the strength is far beyond the opponent, where is the bundle? God silk? Slap to death is so simple.

Therefore, the bundle of **** silk is called the chicken ribs in the heaven and earth gods.

At the moment, Lingxian is going to use the practice of refining the gas to tie this thing to the wrist of the powerful Dandan period. It is simply impossible to accomplish, but he has to do so, even if it is impossible, he Try your best too!

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

The thunder palm kept enlarging in his pupils, Ling Xian looked calm and could not see the slightest tension. This was thanks to the centuries of fantasy, which made him on the verge of dying many times, and he had already trained a man who could even live and die. A powerful heart that calms down.

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

In the distance, Situ Nan's eyes widened, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his heart was disturbed. He is also very clear that if Ling Xian can succeed, then the two may escape, but if Ling Xian fails, then only one of them will end.

death.

As a result, he was so nervous, his eyes stared at the Thunder palm in front of him, sweat dripping from his forehead.

A gust of wind roared, disrupting Ling Xian's forehead.

"Oops!"

In the face of menacing palms, Ling Xian screamed badly. He misjudged the situation, thinking only that he could take the opportunity to tie the bundle of silk to the opponent's wrist, but forgot that he could not stop the old man in the red robe at all. hit!

That's the strong one!

Even if he waved at will, it was enough to take Lingxian's life, not to mention a full 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, he stared a moment, determined to meet the Thunder palm!

Since you can't avoid it, and you can't resist it, then you simply insist on it. If you are lucky, you will be able to use a bundle of godly power to temporarily trap the old man in the red robe. At that time, you will be able to flee with Situ Nan.

Ling Xian thought like this, looking calm, without any fear.

This is the mood he has sharpened after a century of wind and rain. He is extremely calm at the critical moment, not afraid of danger. Even if he knows that it is impossible, he will never sit back and give up hope!

Complete failure is always after giving up completely.

The old man in the red suit was embarrassed, the palm of Thunder thundered across the sky, and the breath of Changhong was bound to open the sky!

Seeing that Ling Xian was about to die, a woman's sigh sounded quietly.

"Ugh……"

As if the heavenly sigh was sighing, the true immortal was sighing, but it was just a sigh, but it seemed to contain the great power that could wither everything and perish all beings.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be frozen, completely dead.

The wind would not move, the clouds would not move, and no one would move.

Time and space freeze at this moment!