The mere appearance of the saint's coercion made Xiang Que and Tian Qiu Kou feel the trembling feeling of Fazi's spirit reaching out.
The saint sitting here in Qiankun Mountain was alarmed and swept over.
The remaining three Da Luo Jinxian were overjoyed when they saw this. Some of them shouted at Xiang Que with a ferocious expression: "Kill my disciple of Qiankun Mountain. When my master comes, I will definitely extract your soul and burn it every day to make you alive."
It’s better to die!”
"I've heard this kind of thing a lot. You guys are not even good at ranking. It just depends on whether your Qiankun Mountain can keep my people..." Xiang Que turned to Wang Fugui and Zi Youran and said, "You guys
Escape first, go back and enter the desert, I will stop him."
Wang Fugui only hesitated for a moment, then decisively turned around and gave instructions to the Tianqi bandits. He knew Xiang Que very well. He would not stay if he was not 70 to 80% sure. This guy cherished his life so much.
Be more cautious than anyone else, and you will definitely not put yourself to death.
Zi Youran suddenly became worried and said softly: "Can you do it? This person is a saint. Why don't I stay? I still have my father..."
"No, you just need to go first, otherwise you will be in my way if you stay here!" Xiang Que interrupted him directly, and then he heard a cold voice coming from the dark clouds, and an old voice scolded: "Little
Dogs really don’t know what to do, but Daluo Jinxian is so rampant, I will definitely kill you today as a sacrifice to my Qiankun Mountain disciple."
Dark clouds swept in, and a figure wrapped in black robes vaguely appeared in the clouds high in the sky, and then slowly stretched out a skinny claw.
This is not Xiang Que's first cross-realm battle, but it can be regarded as a true fight against a saint in Da Luo Jin Fairyland. Although he and the opponent seem to be thousands of miles apart, Xiang Que
He was still full of fighting spirit, because he now had many means at his disposal, and he just wanted to see if he could compete.
The withered hand was handed out from the clouds, and it came to Xiang Que's eyes in an instant, but the opponent's body did not move at all. The hand seemed to extend for hundreds of miles, running toward Xiang Que's body.
He grabbed his chest.
"Shua"
"Swish, swish"
The four immortal swords flew back in an instant. Xiang Que activated the sword formation to the extreme as soon as he started. The sky and the earth were covered with sword shadows, almost making the air in front of him airtight, without revealing any gaps.
"Hey," the saint seemed to exclaim, as if he was very surprised by the power of the Xiang Que Sword Formation. After all, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was the best sword formation in the world. Its sharp sword energy cut open the space in front of Xiang Que.
Average.
But the saint's hand seemed to be firm and unstoppable. It was slowly stretched out by the thousands of vertical and horizontal sword energies. It seemed that it was not affected by anything at all, even if there was a sword energy falling on his hand.
It didn't hurt at all.
Xiang Que's expression changed slightly, and he was amazed in his heart that he was indeed a strong man who had reached the Great Saint Realm. If his Immortal Killing Sword Formation was used at full power within the same level, even those who stepped into the Holy Realm would be exhausted, but there was no such thing.
Thinking that the other party didn't dodge or flinch at all, he grabbed his hand straight away. This was equivalent to him taking his own sword formation forcefully, which meant that the saint didn't think that he could hurt him at all.
Xiang Que retreated decisively, retreating again and again. It was impossible for the other party to really shoot him here, but just as he retreated quickly, the palm suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only an afterimage. The next moment
The other party's fingertips had already touched Xiang Que's chest.
"Stab" Xiang Que's clothes were torn apart in front of him, and there were five bright red handprints all over his chest, and blood spurted out immediately.
But the other party said "Hey" at the same time, as if he didn't expect that his claw did not penetrate Xiang Que's chest, but only broke a layer of flesh.
"Could it be that your body has been trained through sacrifices? It's actually comparable to a monster beast. It's a bit beyond my expectation..."
Xiang Que pursed his lips and had no time to say anything. The Zhuxian Sword quickly returned to defense. This time, instead of thousands of sword energy coming at him, it converged into a sword rainbow, and then slashed hard on the opponent's wrist.
Immediately, a drop of blood floated out from the saint's wrist and fell downwards.
The three disciples from Qiankun Mountain were immediately stunned.
At the same time, dozens of figures flew out from Lingxu Tian and stood watching from a distance. Many people took a breath of air-conditioning. This was because they realized that there were strong men in the saint realm fighting outside the city, so they stepped forward.
Came to watch the fight.
Regardless of whether it is the Immortal Realm or the Nine Heavens Hell, most of the battles are limited to those in Daluo Jinxian or below. Saints and great sages are basically rare at this stage. As for the Immortal Emperor, he may not be able to do it even after tens of thousands of years.
I saw a fight. Unless it was a war between immortal sects, it would be possible to bring out a strong man of this level, because if a saint died, it would have a great impact on any immortal sect.
Suddenly a saint came out of Lingxu Heaven and beheaded a Da Luo Jinxian in the upper sky. Most people thought that this was just the result that passed in the blink of an eye, so no one thought that the saint's claw not only failed to penetrate the
The missing chest, and even the sword in Daluo Jinxian's hand, actually caused the saint to shed a drop of blood.
In a face-to-face encounter, it turns out that they are evenly matched?
This result exceeded everyone's expectations. At the same time, the saint paused slightly and was also in disbelief.
The figure wrapped in black robes in the clouds slowly fell down. Originally, he had no intention of revealing his true identity. He could kill the opponent with just a move of his fingers. But at this time, he found that his judgment was wrong and he underestimated the opponent too much.
"No wonder you rushed to kill my disciple of Qiankun Mountain in Lingxu Heaven. It seems that you do have some abilities at this time..."
Xiang Que stared at the other person. The old man was covered in a black robe, only showing a skinny face and two arms. He looked in a particularly ferocious state.
Xiang Que looked in the direction of Lingxu Tian, and probably realized that there should be a city inside. So, a ray of his consciousness quickly entered Lingxu Tian, and then he galloped all the way, looking for transactions in the city.
OK.
The skinny old man narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Your body refining technique seems to be very domineering, which opened my eyes a little. If you can teach this body refining technique, I can stop extracting your soul."
How about laying down the whole body so that you can suffer less of the pain? I can even allow you to commit suicide, which may make you feel happier."
Xiang Que opened his mouth and took a "quenching" sip, and said, "Fuck you..."