"As long as I return the sword to its sheath, hundreds of sword marks on your body will occur at the same time. Even if a true immortal comes to this world, he will not be able to save you."
The old man in coir raincoat held a sword in his arms and made a gesture to put it into its sheath, "I love talents the most. As long as you surrender and beg for mercy now, kneel down and worship me as your master and let me drive, I can spare you this time."
Otherwise, as soon as my sword is sheathed..." "Old man, you are a little too confident."
Xia Tian ignored the sword wounds on his body and said calmly: "How about you kneel down and worship me as your master, maybe I can spare your life."
The old man in coir raincoat said coldly: "It seems that you are determined to seek death."
"Brother Guangli, please wait a moment. I'll give you some advice on Xia Tian."
Wentian Taoist suddenly spoke and said to the old man in coir raincoat: "After all, your purpose is not to kill him, there is still the possibility of mutual benefit, as long as each takes a small step back."
"You can persuade him to give it a try."
The old man in coir raincoat is confident that he can kill Xia Tian at any time, so he is not impatient, "However, I only give you time for one stick of incense."
"Lao Niubi, this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better stop interfering in it."
Before Wentian Taoist could open his mouth, Xia Tian directly blocked Wentian Taoist's words.
"Xia Tian, actually there is no need for you to be so tough."
Taoist Wentian sighed slightly and advised softly: "The world is dangerous and the road is dim.
If he dies like this, there is no future, and besides, he and you have no sworn hatred."
"Who says there is no hatred."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "I think he is unhappy, this is the biggest hatred.
Also, he had the idea of hitting on Fuyao's wife before, so he must die."
"That was all ten thousand years ago."
Master Wentian has been cultivating his whole life and has never had any thoughts about men and women, so he is very puzzled: "The love between men and women is just an embellishment in the process of cultivating immortals. Why should you be so persistent? I believe Fairy Fuyao won't mind either."
A look of hesitation appeared on Fairy Fuyao's face. If Xia Tian was put in danger because of her incident, she would indeed be unable to forgive herself in the future.
"Fuyao wife, you don't have to think so much."
Xia Tian immediately hugged Fairy Fuyao's slender waist and said directly: "This is my idea and the principle of my life."
"Husband, I support you!"
Fairy Fuyao quickly cleared away all the messy concerns and supported Xia Tian's decision 100%.
Wentian Taoist still couldn't understand what the two people were thinking, and just said: "Xia Tian, you should be more patient. Even if you don't agree to his conditions, there is no need to gamble with him for this moment.
If you give in a little bit and I mediate, he will probably give me some face."
Xia Tian said matter-of-factly: "Since it's anger, it needs to be vented, why should we endure it?"
"If you can't bear it, you will die, and your woman may be implicated to death by you."
Wentian Taoist advised: "If you don't think about yourself, don't you care about the lives and deaths of your women in vain?"
Fairy Fuyao was calm at this time and supported Xia Tian unconditionally, saying: "Husband, you don't have to think so much, just do whatever you want. We are not weak women with no power, but cultivators in the tribulation period.
By."
"Although you all have the cultivation level to transcend the tribulation period, you are still like babies in front of the Great Supreme of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."
Taoist Wentian shook his head and said with concern: "You really don't understand the consequences of angering a great supreme being. If Xia Wuji really lets go, almost half of the alliance of cultivating immortals may be destroyed. Your
The abandoned land of immortals nearby will probably be wiped out from the world."
Xia Tian said seriously: "Because he is strong, I can't bear it, let alone retreat. I must kill him at once!"
Wentian Taoist was very puzzled: "On the long road of cultivating immortality, there will always be people who are stronger than you. It's not a big deal to surrender. Only when you are alive can you have the opportunity to reach a higher level.
The essence of the path of cultivating immortals is actually contained in the word "Gou". If you persist until the end and no one can compare with you, then you are the Great Supreme, and you will have plenty of opportunities to ascend to the true immortal world."
"That's your idea, not mine."
Xia Tian's attitude is still tough, and he has no idea of surrendering: "When you meet a strong person, will you surrender?
Then it would be even more impossible to protect my woman.
In order to survive, you surrendered this time. What should you pay to survive next time?
What about next time, will you kneel down and beg for mercy every time?
What kind of bullshit immortal cultivator is that? That’s not my style.”
Wentian Taoist smiled bitterly: "The way of heaven is like this, the will of heaven is like this, how can you be patient?"
"Then why do you think I can practice the eight heaven-defying needles?"
Xia Tian suddenly laughed and said very confidently: "If a god blocks the body, he will kill the god. If the Buddha blocks the Buddha, he will kill the Buddha. If the sky blocks the sky, it will go against the sky! If you don't even have the courage to do so, then why are you practicing the Eight Needles Against Heaven?"
After hearing this, Taoist Wentian knew that it would be useless to talk more.
The old man in coir raincoat chuckled and asked: "Haha, Wentian, have you persuaded me yet?"
"If you want to fight, go ahead, but remember not to go too far."
Taoist Wentian sighed, shook his head and said, "The Immortal Cultivation Alliance cannot afford to let you let go and start a big fight."
"No need to bother."
The old man in coir raincoat sneered and raised his hand, showing the sword in his hand: "I have said that as long as I put this sword into the sheath, the sword wound on Xia Tian's body will occur, and he will definitely die."
Xia Tian said directly with a smile: "Then why haven't you sheathed it yet?"
"Do you really think I won't kill you?"
The old man in coir raincoat had a disdainful smile on his face: "Although you are indeed the best embryo for me to transcend the tribulation and ascend, if I kill you, I will spend another two to three thousand years cultivating another one. It won't take much effort."
Xia Tian curled his lips: "If it really took no effort, then you would have been a true immortal long ago, why bother talking nonsense here."
"Is this what you can rely on to be confident?"
The old man in coir raincoat looked more and more contemptuous, "What you said just now is quite magnificent, but unfortunately you are still a rat who is tough on the outside but weak on the inside."
"You are the rat."
Xia Tian became a little impatient, "Do you need to use your special trick? If not, then it will be my turn to take action."
When the old man in coir raincoat heard Xia Tian's words, he almost laughed out loud and said coldly: "Do you think you still have a chance to take action?"
Xia Tian said: "Of course."
"I'm a little curious."
The old man in coir raincoat held the hilt of the sword and said jokingly: "If you can touch even a hair of my hair, I can consider sparing you. Of course, if you can't even touch half of my sleeve,
Then don’t blame me for killing...ah!"
Before he finished speaking, Xia Tian's fist hit his face hard.
The old man in coir raincoat flew backwards and fell into the river bed where there was not much water left.
"How can this be?"
The old man in the coir raincoat was not seriously injured, and there wasn't even a scratch on his face, just like being bitten by a mosquito.
But what really shocked him was his heart.
You must know that his Hanku Sword Technique is a quasi-immortal level technique, adapted from the half sword manual he obtained from the ruins of the True Immortal.
This turns out to be a set of true immortal swordsmanship, which contains the true immortal law.
It's just that the sword manual is incomplete and has been adapted, leaving only a trace of the true immortal law.
Even if there is just a trace of the true immortal law, this sword technique still has an extremely strange characteristic, that is, the sword wounds it cuts have the effect of immobilizing the body.
No matter who it is, as long as he is infected by the sword wound, his behavior will be frozen and controlled by the sword wielder.
Unless a true immortal is alive, it is absolutely impossible to break this law, even if it is only the remaining law.
Xia Tian is obviously not a real fairy.
So why is it possible for him to break through the aftertaste of this law?
The old man in coir raincoat couldn't figure it out at all and couldn't accept it: "How on earth did you do it?"
"Do I have an obligation to explain to you?"
Xia Tian yawned lazily, "Your swordsmanship is indeed interesting, but not much. It's still far from enough to kill me."
"impossible!"
The old man in coir raincoat obviously did not accept this casual explanation and stared at Xia Tian coldly: "You must have some secrets that I don't know about, and I am even more interested in you.
Before killing you, I want to search your soul!"
"You don't have this chance."
Xia Tian clenched his fists and rushed to the old man in coir raincoat: "Because you are going to die now!"
"Bang!"
The old man in coir raincoat just raised his sword and lightly blocked Xia Tian's fist.
"Haha, even if you can move, so what?"
The old man in coir raincoat had a careless look of disdain on his face, "The sword wound on your body has not been healed yet. If I sheath the sword, you will still die."
Xia Tian said nonchalantly: "I told you to put it in the sheath now. Come in quickly. If you don't, I will look down on you."
"You are asking for death."
The old man in coir raincoat had no patience anymore, raised his hand and grabbed it into the void, and suddenly a black scabbard appeared.
"Qiang!"
The long sword was placed on the sheath and then slid into the sheath easily.
Xia Tian is safe and sound.
"Is there such a thing?"
The old man in coir raincoat was really shocked this time, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"What's impossible?"
Xia Tian answered with a smile.
The old man in coir raincoat said coldly: "I know the principles of the eight anti-heaven needles very well.
It is nothing more than the use of silver needles to transfer. No matter the injury, body shape, momentum, disease... it may be transferred through this method, but all of this has a prerequisite, that is, the silver needle must penetrate into the body of the target. "
Then, he turned around and looked around, and found that these sword wounds were not received, so he became even more confused: "The silver needle you used to transfer has been cut off by me a long time ago, and there is no suitable transfer target nearby. You It’s impossible to pass on a sword wound!”
Xia Tian showed his usual playful expression: "You haven't even practiced the Eight Heaven-defying Needles, so why do you know everything about it?"