"Are you trying to see if I'm dead? You didn't expect that a saint-level master who burns blood and essence can actually perform such sword skills and spells in such a field. It's not an injustice if Old Seventh dies in your hands.
, but you are still a little short of trying to kill me." The old and deep voice sounded, and the ruins were violently thrown to both sides, and the old man's figure appeared in front of Ling Chuxi again.
At this time, the old man had long lost his previous arrogance. His ragged clothes were covered with dust, and his head that was scorched black by the thunder method had a vegetable leaf that appeared from nowhere, and he was dripping with water.
It was dripping down, and it looked so embarrassing and embarrassing, and so funny.
However, Ling Chuxi couldn't laugh at all.
Six black cloth flags filled with scriptures were arranged outside his body, forming a formation to protect him.
Six Paths of Ten Thousand Tribulation Flags! Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that he also had a set of Six Paths of Ten Thousand Tribulation Flags on his body, and it was with its protection that the old man escaped the disaster.
The Six Paths of Ten Thousand Tribulations Flags were obviously imitations and did not give him complete protection, so he was still injured, but the injuries were much lighter than Ling Chuxi's.
Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly, so what if the old man was seriously injured, she had no energy at all, and only relied on her firm will to keep herself from falling.
Even if the old man was lying half-dead in front of her, she didn't have the strength to stab him with a sword.
"This is the first time in thousands of years that I have seen such qualifications. In time, I will definitely not be your opponent, but it's a pity that you won't have that chance." The old man seemed to be a little emotional, but there was no mercy in his eyes.
, only strong anger and murderous intent.
Ling Chuxi's heart has fallen into the ice valley. As long as this old man kills her, it will be easy to find Xumi Bodhi. Even if he does not die today, falling into the hands of Xia Yin Tianqi will be worse than death.
Will we be doomed today?
But what Ling Chuxi didn't expect at this time was that the old man's words were very familiar. Why they were familiar, because many people had said these words in front of her. The general idea is that you have good qualifications, and given time, I will definitely not be the same.
Your opponent, but unfortunately I am going to kill you now, you have no chance. Then usually people who say this will immediately burp their butts. So, you really don’t want to talk nonsense in a fight. If you talk too much, you will die quickly.
"Really, then I wonder if I have a chance?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded. This voice was like a clear ice flower, and like a bright white moon. It was indescribably nice and indescribable.
Charming.
However, hearing this voice, Ling Chuxi felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
This is Huangfu Qingjue’s voice!
"Qing Jue, it's Qing Jue's voice! Is it an illusion?" Ling Chuxi's brain fell into a blank. Did she miss him too much, so she had an illusion? Otherwise, how could she be at this time?
Hear the voice of the person you miss?
"Who is it?" The old man was suddenly startled and asked in a shocked voice.
"Any woman who dares to hurt me will die!" A piece of silver star sword light fell from the sky like snowflakes, shining with thousands of dazzling stars in the sun.
The old man's expression changed and he raised his sword again.
But before he could strike out with his sword, the millions of silver stars were already in front of him. The old man felt a bright light flashing before his eyes, so bright that it was almost impossible to open his eyes.