Suddenly, an imperceptible white light shot into Jiang Nan's eyebrows.
Before the old man could react to what was going on, Jiang Nan's head suddenly snapped back, and his absent-minded eyes suddenly became bright.
"This, how is this possible!"
The old man felt something bad in his heart, and his palms crowded together, trying to crush Jiang Nan's throat again.
At this moment, the old man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body became weak and exhausted.
Jiang Nan's whole body exuded dazzling white immortal power, and he easily broke away from the old man's hand holding his throat.
"You, you... how is this possible? You are obviously dead." The old man lowered his head and looked at his chest with a full face, and there was actually the soul-suppressing sword stuck in his chest.
The soul-suppressing sword stabbed his heart tyrannically.
Even if he was in the wild realm, his heart would be stabbed so horizontally by the soul-suppressing sword, and he would lose most of his magic power.
"I am indeed dead, but I am not fighting alone. I have partners and teammates. This is what makes me different from you, so I can always turn danger into good fortune." Jiang Nan said word by word.
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"You... the fairy grass? You took the fairy grass?" The old man suddenly realized and exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes, when you were about to kill me, my partner gave my body some fairy grass. Although you killed me once, I was resurrected again. It just happened that you took advantage of the moment of taking it lightly.
Only then do I have the opportunity to pierce the soul-suppressing sword into your heart." Jiang Nan said.
If it were the old man who was at full strength, it was said that he had stabbed his heart with the soul-suppressing sword, or even cut off a piece of his clothes, it would be difficult for him to reach the sky.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, an old man, would actually be defeated by a young boy." The old man sat slumped on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, "My decades of wisdom have been ruined.
Once that happens, I'm afraid they will laugh at me even when I get to the other side."
"The other end? Old man, I'm afraid you're overthinking it. You're originally a spirit body. If this soul-suppressing sword goes down, you're probably going to lose your soul. Where's the other end?" Although Jiang Nan said in a cold voice calmly,
But looking at the old man's dejected look, I felt a little reluctant to give up.
Did he strike too hard?
No, he clearly wanted to kill me just now. It is reasonable for him to kill me and for me to kill him.
Being soft-hearted to your enemies is harming yourself.
Jiang Nan regained his composure and looked at the old man with cold eyes.
"You should keep your word and give up your cultivation to young people." At this moment, the white-bearded old man Jiang Nan had seen many times walked out of nothingness with a smile, stroking his beard and looking at the old man.
said.
"You old thing, it seems that I am the one who has to take the first step." The old man's face clearly showed his unwillingness.
"Don't worry, I'll be there soon." The white-bearded old man said with a smile.
"Okay, now that you're here, I can't even give this young man all my skills." The old man agreed readily without hesitation.
Jiang Nan looked at the two old people, a little confused. What is going on?
Is it possible for others to come and leave as they please in my own spiritual world?
When Jiang Nan was feeling a little depressed, the old man stood up slowly, reached out and pulled out the soul-suppressing sword inserted in his heart.
Jiang Nan immediately became alert and looked at the old man warily.
"Jiang Nan, don't worry, he will transfer all his skills to you next, and he will not hurt you again." The white-bearded old man said to Jiang Nan with a smile, looked at the old man again, and continued: "
Let me tell you, if you hurt this young man again, I will take action."
"Don't worry, don't worry, who do you think I am? Am I just a kid with a yellow mouth who doesn't keep his word?" The old man walked to Jiang Nan and said, "Boy, sit down, my skills will be of benefit to you.
Already."
Forehead……
Jiang Nan thought to himself: I almost paid my life for this, how can this be said to be an advantage for me?
"Hey, do you still want this skill?" The old man couldn't help but said angrily as he saw Jiang Nan frozen on the spot.
"Senior, I want it, I want it." Jiang Nan immediately changed his words and sat down cross-legged.
In an instant, the void was filled with demonic energy. Looking up, there was boundless demonic energy.
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and disappeared from Jiang Nan's sight with a smile.
The old man standing in front of Jiang Nan shouted loudly and turned into a ball of black demonic energy, blending into the monstrous magic around him.
Gradually, a black magic power quickly rotated and rushed towards Jiangnan.
Before Jiang Nan could react, the demonic energy directly broke through Jiang Nan's lower abdomen and poured into his Dantian domineeringly.
"Ah~ It hurts so much!"
The full amount of demonic energy poured in instantly, and Jiang Nan felt that his lower abdomen was almost torn apart.
He immediately used multiple protective techniques to protect his lower abdomen, but left a small gap in front of his Dantian to allow the remaining demonic energy to continue to flow in.
Starting from his Dantian, the tearing pain gradually spread. Within a few breaths, Jiang Nan felt as if he was in a meat grinder.
A tearing pain shot through his whole body.
Jiang Nan gritted his teeth tightly, the knuckles of his fists placed on his knees turned white, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He felt like his body was like a balloon that was inflating rapidly and would burst if it was any closer.
Jiang Nan wanted to stop the influx of demonic energy, but when he thought that Daolin Ruolan was still waiting for him in the Yunhai Palace, he suppressed this thought.
"Ruo Lan, I will definitely become stronger, I will definitely go back to find you, and I will definitely kill the Demon King with my own hands." Jiang Nan squeezed out a sentence between his teeth.
In half an hour, all the black demonic energy in the void poured into Jiang Nan's body.
A domineering force was rushing through his body, ready to come out.
Jiang Nan resisted the urge to destroy the world, slowly closed his eyes, and recited the Jingxin Jue.
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"Dan Ying, it's been an hour, why is the boss still motionless?" Next to Jiang Nan's body, Bai Haoming asked Dan Ying almost every minute.
"Bai Haoming, I told you to wait patiently. Can you wait? You keep asking me, but I don't know." Dan Ying was so annoyed that she wanted to kill Bai Haoming.
"Oh, oh, okay, then I'll wait." But for Bai Haoming, every second of Jiangnan's coma was torture for him.
Bai Haoming secretly said in his heart: In the past, I always complained that time passed so fast, and it passed in the blink of an eye. Now that I am with the boss, I know what it means to live like a year, no, it is like a year!
Fortunately, Jiang Nan's heartbeat recovered, and Bai Haoming was not as scared as before.