While the sword aura emitted was easily cracked by the long sword slash, the black sword had already sensed it. Although it had brewed a second attack, it completely abandoned it and stabbed it directly towards the waves emitted by the long sword slash that were still some distance away from it, as if it was very stance to not give up until it was completely smashed.

The black sword was very fast, and no one even accelerated the process, so the speed was increased to a very high level out of thin air. When seeing the black sword's actions, the half-step Xuanxian's eyes, which were strung together on the sword, showed a light of joy. In his perception, although the long sword slash was powerful, it was impossible to be more powerful than the light-swallowing sword.

However, the next moment, the soul of the half-step Xuanxian was completely stunned because the light-swallowing sword that he had high hopes for actually dropped the chain at the critical moment. The cause of the incident was that it stabbed the wave emitted by the Long Sword Slash. Its speed was originally very fast, at least much faster than the wave emitted by the Long Sword Slash, but it just touched it, and it stopped out of thin air, as if it was frozen, motionless.

The soul of the Half-step Xuanxian was stunned for a moment, and then screamed: "Move, move." Obviously, he still chose to believe in the Black Sword, thinking that it could still help him get out of trouble.

The black sword trembled slightly and emitted a wave to the soul of the half-step Xuanxian. However, the long sword slash seemed to feel that it did not pose any threat to him. It did not intercept it, allowing it to touch the soul of the half-step Xuanxian, while the soul of the half-step Xuanxian was stunned. He couldn't believe it and shouted at the black sword: "You can't save me? Why? Tell why."

"Why? You have to ask such a simple question. Of course I'm afraid. I can't tell you. I'm really worried about your brain capacity." A voice suddenly sounded, but it was not made by the black sword. Although it could also make human voices in a certain way, it was completely different from what Banbu Xuanxian heard at this moment. What's more, the Light Sword would not laugh at him either.

"Who? Who is talking?" Although the soul of the half-step Xuanxian was strung on the long sword and could not be relieved, this does not mean that he is no longer able to do it. At most, he was seriously injured. It is still far from death, so the sound made is very loud.

"It turns out that not only has a bad brain but also has no ears. Alas, it's so a pity. I actually use so many methods for a waste. I really don't have the eyesight."

Before the sudden voice could finish speaking, the soul of the half-step Xuanxian locked the source of the sound, but a hint of surprise appeared on his face, because the sound he was sure was Meng Xiang who was hit by the zombie gods and could not move. However, he was well-informed and quickly understood the key, and his eyes showed an incredible look: "You... aren't you injured?"

"I finally guessed it. Alas, I'm still stupid." The person who sarcastically mocked Xuanxian twice and three times finally appeared, but his appearance was a bit special, from Meng Xiang's body, who was poisoned and unable to move at all. To be more precise, it flew out from the small hole that exploded between his eyebrows.

However, the first thing that flew out of Meng Xiang's eyebrows was a gray light. It fell to the ground and became a person. However, after the soul of the half-step Xuanxian saw the appearance of the new person, his eyes suddenly widened, his eyes full of astonishment, as if he had seen something incomprehensible. In fact, if anyone else was in a different place with him, their performance would not be much better than him, because the situation he saw was too incredible.

The new person who appeared was actually Meng Xiang. And he looked exactly the same as Meng Xiang, who had a hole in his eyebrows, who had been restrained by him with the zombie gods. However, the soul of the half-step Xuanxian had seen strong winds and waves, and had seen many strange situations. He soon returned to his calmness. He began to observe carefully and find the answer.

Soon, the soul of Xuanxian, half a step, had its own judgment. Meng Xiang, who was restrained by him with the zombie scatter, was fake. Although he had a very good appearance and had almost no flaws, otherwise he would not have mistaken him, but he was afraid of comparing everything. The same is true for people. Now, when Meng Xiang, whom he misidentified, compared with Meng Xiang, the advantages and disadvantages can be seen at once. Although Meng Xiang did not deliberately show any sharp edges, the fake Meng Xiang was still far from him. If Meng Xiang was compared to pearls, then even the fake ones could be considered to be filled.

Damn, why didn't I find any flaws at that time? The soul of the Banbu Xuanxian secretly complained in his heart that he was not careful enough. If he had discovered that Meng Xiang had a problem earlier, he might not have ended up like this. It was precisely because of this that he had to see Meng Xiang carefully. After all, there were not many people who could make him deceived.

However, the soul of the half-step Xuanxian had just turned his gaze to Meng Xiang's expression. Before he could even delve into him, his eyes suddenly widened, and his expression was even more exaggerated than when he saw Meng Xiang popping out of the fake Meng Xiang's head. His two eyes almost fell out: "You... why have you become a Golden Immortal?"

Meng Xiang certainly knew why the soul of the half-step Xuanxian was so surprised, but he did not mean to answer the other party’s questions and questions. Instead, he asked back: “What’s wrong? Is there any problem? Do you only allow you to advance to the Golden Immortal, but not? Which company’s rule is this?”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. You have been cut off by the Supreme to advance to the Golden Immortal, how can you become a Golden Immortal? It's impossible, it's impossible. It must be because I saw it wrong, it must be because I saw it wrong." The soul of the Banbu Xuanxian seemed unable to accept what he saw at all, and actually began to find reasons to excuse himself, although the so-called reason seemed so ridiculous.

Obviously, Meng Xiang had no sympathy for the enemy at all, and said with a sneer: "You read it wrong? Don't deceive yourself. I'll just open your eyes and see clearly. Do you really think your master can really cover the sky with one hand? It's a joke." As he said that, he deliberately walked over to the soul of the half-step Xuanxian.

"Don't come over. Don't come over." Looking at Meng Xiang who was approaching step by step, a look of horror appeared on the face of the half-step Xuanxian, as if Meng Xiang had suddenly become particularly terrifying. Of course, he was not really afraid. Although he controlled it, he always thought that Meng Xiang had used a trick. If he faced the battle head-on with real swords and guns, he would definitely not be his opponent. At this time, he showed a fear of him, and more because of the collapse of the image of the Heavenly Dao in his mind.

Fortunately, Banbu Xuanxian's psychological quality is still good. Soon he recovered from peace, staring coldly at Meng Xiang who was standing less than three meters away from him, and said coldly: "I don't know what trick you are using, or what has helped you. But what I can tell you is that none of the people who oppose the Supreme will have a good ending, but you are a small golden immortal, even a powerful ancestor of the ancestor level, so listen to my advice and stop and surrender, and then I will give you a gift to the Supreme. Maybe the Supreme will deal with you leniently and even give you a way out, otherwise you will wait to accept the Supreme's anger. That will definitely destroy your body and spirit, and you will never be reborn."

"Beautiful. It's so beautiful." Meng Xiang clapped his hands, but his face showed a sarcastic look of love becoming stronger and stronger. "But I need to remind you that it's daytime now, so don't dream."

"You...you..." The half-step Xuanxian reached out and pointed at Meng Xiang, but the man was so angry that he was a little unrestrained in his words. However, this also made him feel a strong murderous intent in his heart. He would definitely kill Meng Xiang completely. Even if he was punished by Tiandao for this, he could not care about it, because his intuition told him that once he fell into Meng Xiang's hands, his fate would definitely be more terrifying than Tiandao's punishment. Besides, even if he really killed Meng Xiang, he might not be punished by Tiandao.

"Kill!" The soul of the half-step Xuanxian gritted his teeth and issued an order to the Swallowing Light Sword, which was shocked by the Swallowing Sword. He asked him to attack Meng Xiang, preparing to kill him directly. In his opinion, the Swallowing Light Sword was also afraid of the Swallowing Sword for some reason he didn't know, but he didn't believe it would be afraid of Meng Xiang. Not to mention anything else, the Golden Immortals who died under the Swallowing Light Sword were 100 or 80, and he didn't believe that he would be exceptional.

The facts proved that the Light Swallowing Sword was indeed not afraid of Meng Xiang. After receiving the order from the half-step Xuanxian, it immediately started moving. A black light flashed and turned into a faint stream of light, stabbing straight towards Meng Xiang's back heart, which seemed to stab him into a big hole.

However, both the soul of Half-Step Xuanxian and the Light Sword themselves seemed to have forgotten one thing. Meng Xiang could actually become the master of the Long Sword Sword. He was so easy to be injured or even killed. So when Half-Step Xuanxian's soul and Light Sword thought Meng Xiang was bound to escape, they were sneak attacks, which made them unexpectedly happen, just when the tip of the Light Sword Sword was less than three feet away from Meng Xiang's vest.

According to the flight speed of the Light Swallow Sword, the time required for a three-foot distance is almost negligible. Even if an immortal with a higher cultivation level than Meng Xiang, as long as he has not been promoted to Xuanxian, there will be no suspense. However, even if he is replaced by Xuanxian, he will not seem very calm when he hides.

But Meng Xiang is Meng Xiang, not anyone else, so he could stab him in the sword tip of the Light Sword, turn around, and even go around to the side of the Light Sword, reach out to grab the hilt of its sword, and stop it from breaking free from his hands.

The soul of the half-step Xuanxian widened his eyes when he saw Meng Xiang successfully avoiding the attack of the Light Sword. After Meng Xiang grabbed the hilt of the Light Sword, his eyes were about to squeeze out from his eye sockets. When Meng Xiang easily resolved the resistance of the Light Sword, his expression became dull. Even though he thought he was knowledgeable and was no longer surprised by various strange situations, he still could not accept everything he saw. Even under a series of shocks, there was a huge fluctuation in his mind and his head was a little confused.

Meng Xiang obviously would not care about the feelings of the half-step Xuanxian. He used the aura of the long sword slash in his body and the intention of the sky-opening sword to completely intimidate the light-swallowing sword, and then fiercely left the half-step Xuanxian's imprint on it. Even if the soul of the half-step Xuanxian who was connected to his mind suffered greater trauma, he did not frown. After all, he grabbed him just to provide help to improve his cultivation, and he was not asking for the uncle, he would be fine as long as it was not.

Besides, as long as the half-step Xuanxian is not dead, for him, the worse his situation is, the better, because his resistance will be greatly reduced, and this will make it easier for him to squeeze benefits from him. After all, the gap in strength between him and him is there. (To be continued...)
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