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Chapter 619 The Wronged Tainan Sword

There is a steep cliff to the southeast of the Sin Palace. The chilly wind blew from the bottom of the cliff. Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped here, and the strong gaze behind him made him turn around suddenly!

A thin monk in yellow clothes floated out from the darkness like a ghost, his long robe flying empty in the cold wind, making him look very weak and thin. His face was as gray as a dead person, but

Staring at Liu Qinghuan with a pair of evil and critical eyes.

Liu Qinghuan's face turned cold. The man looked at him as if he were looking at delicious food, almost salivating. And his cultivation level was also quite weird. He was wandering between the early stage of Nascent Soul and the Great Perfection.

Not moving, and sometimes the ray of breath released makes people feel fearful and frightened.

The two of them looked at each other from an unknown distance. For a moment, the noisy sounds in the distance and in the sky seemed to have disappeared. Liu Qinghuan stood motionless with cold sweat in his palms, feeling that if he moved rashly, he would be bitten by a poisonous snake.

A sense of horror.

The man suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing. He coughed heartbreakingly, but his eyes never left Liu Qinghuan. After a while, he slowly put down his hand and whispered to himself: "Rare, rare! I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain today.

, I haven’t encountered such a pure wood spirit body for a long time, with such rich vitality, ah!”

Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes slightly, watching the other party calmly as he drifted closer like a ghost.

The yellow-clothed monk took in a breath of intoxication, licked his lips, and showed a bloodthirsty smile: "If this body of flesh and blood and essence can be made into pills, it will be a great supplement. It is exactly what I need most now, Jie

Jie Jie!”

At this point, he looked stern, raised his head high and said arrogantly: "Now, I give you a choice, or you can surrender and be captured. If I am happy, I may be able to spare your life, otherwise... hum!"

His tone was very arrogant, as if he was giving alms. After he finished speaking, there was a hint of coercion that was far stronger than Nascent Soul, making Liu Qinghuan sneer in mockery!

"At the end of the battle, a dying man still dares to speak arrogant words! If you want to eat my flesh, do you have the ability to bite it off?"

The Tainan Immortal Sword made a buzzing sound beside him, like an enraged ferocious beast. With his finger, the torrent of sword energy suddenly unfolded, surging out like a violent wind and huge waves, tearing apart the

The pressure that people deliberately create!

Tainan Immortal Sword was in full force at this moment, with golden light shining out, as if it had the same majestic power it had when Liu Qinghuan first saw it.

The yellow-clothed monk's expression changed. Seeing Tainan Fairy Sword running toward him, he floated back a few feet, twisted his fingers, and shook something out of his sleeve.

In an instant, the rotten smell floated three hundred miles from his hand into the wind. Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard by the stench, and his stomach immediately started to churn. He resisted the urge to vomit, and the green light around his body thickened several layers, sealing off his sense of smell.

.

Looking again, what the yellow-robed monk had in his hand seemed to be a ball of gray mud-like stuff. He let out a weird laugh and raised his wrist...

But before he could throw it, the Tainan Immortal Sword that had already hit the top of his head suddenly stopped, and Wan Jun's momentum dissipated in an instant. Then, as if he had seen a ghost, he turned around and ran towards Liu Qinghuan.

"ah?"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked when he saw Tainan Xianjian rushing back, hiding behind him like a bullied child, and trying to get into his clothes!

The yellow-clothed monk was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly and said: "Hahaha, you are so clever with your sword. You actually knew that the thing in my hand was the resentment mud of the special blade of the Evil Spirit Sword, so you hid quickly."

Liu Qinghuan had veins popping out on his forehead and grabbed the Tainan Fairy Sword: "You...!"

The Tainan Immortal Sword trembled in his hand, looking frustrated and aggrieved.

At this time, the monk in yellow suddenly stopped laughing and said with a cold expression: "We have watched the monkey show, and it's time to get down to business. Since you are unwilling to submit to me, I will personally come to take your flesh and blood!"

After saying that, he opened his mouth wide and spit out a small three-legged cauldron. The surrounding temperature immediately plummeted, and wisps of cold light and ice splashed and exploded. Wherever they landed, layers of thick black ice immediately condensed.

Frost.

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, that small tripod was not just an ordinary spiritual treasure, its quality was even higher than that of a spiritual treasure!

He didn't dare to resist forcefully, so he simply wrapped himself in Jiuqu Hongchen Pu, took a step forward, and was already several miles away when he landed.

"I want to run away!" the monk in yellow shouted, his body twisted strangely, and the next moment he squeezed out of the void not far behind him, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it as fast as lightning!

Unexpectedly, Liu Qinghuan swayed, stepped forward again, and escaped several miles away.

An angry roar echoed through the sky, and the space behind him rippled again.

Liu Qinghuan had a sarcastic look on his face, it would be better to chase this person!

It may be difficult for others to see, but Liu Qinghuan, who practices the sword intention of life and death, can clearly detect that the invisible and qualityless intention of death in his body is about to rush out of his body.

While he seemed unable to guess, in fact, his erratic cultivation level was even more problematic. Even if he took out that extraordinary little cauldron, it was not able to exert its true power at all.

In addition, the two of them had been fighting for so long, and the monk in yellow had been floating around like he had no legs. Although he tried his best to hide it and minimized his movements, he could not hide the fact that his body was stiff.

This made Liu Qinghuan have a guess, so he did not fight with him head-on, and used the Shukuchi Technique to escape from the Sin Qi Palace and buy time.

The two of them actually chased each other like this, and the monk in yellow stared at him, looking for the waves left by the space to keep chasing him. However, the direction and distance of the Earth Shrinking Technique were uncertain. With him chasing like this, how could he pursue him?

Get on.

Moreover, after several escape techniques, the person's aura became more unstable, his movements became stiffer and slower, and his body seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Ahhh!" The monk in yellow was almost mad. Liu Qinghuan was like a slippery loach, and he couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

He couldn't help but hesitate, and if he continued, he was afraid that he would be the first to be defeated, but he was extremely reluctant to let go. As long as he swallowed the opponent and absorbed his strong vitality, he would be able to recover from his injuries.

This body can also be stabilized.

But before he could think about it, Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with a sharp glare like a knife edge, and the Qingshan Pot flew high into the sky, and the mouth of the pot fell down!

When the yellow-clothed monk stepped out of the void, he felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and there was a huge shadow on the ground, and the shadow was growing rapidly.

His heart trembled, he raised his head hurriedly, and his pupils shrank violently!

I saw a huge mountain falling down with the force of being wiped out!

At this moment, the monk in yellow clothes was afraid, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He couldn't bear it any longer and slapped his chest suddenly. There was only a soft sound of a piece of jade breaking, and the aura around him began to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he broke through the late Nascent Soul stage, reached the Great Perfection, and then continued to climb until he reached the Great Perfection.

Become a god...

Today’s chapter is a good one. The author spent five hours writing 2,000 words. It’s so miserable... It’s not that I don’t want to update it earlier, it’s that there’s not enough time every day...


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