In unison, the two of them sprayed out blood mist.
One person was half-kneeling with his legs bent and his eyebrows ferocious.
One person bowed and backed away, with scarlet bloodshot eyes oozing from the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Lin'an lowered his head and gasped, and a shaky and restless stream of light appeared in the shadow of his soul.
The body that was originally solidified gradually became transparent, as if it would break when touched.
Two moves, within half a stick of incense, the two of them only exchanged two moves.
One move is a competition of laws, and the other move is a battle of supernatural powers.
Jiang Linan tried his best and had no way to retreat.
Duan Ziqian was forced to fight back out of temptation, but the result surprised him.
Whether it was the entanglement of laws or the direct confrontation with magical powers, he didn't take any advantage.
A ray of divine soul is as powerful as the invincible one six thousand years ago. How can this not be surprising?
Although he was surprised, he couldn't help but feel lucky.
I'm glad that Jiang Lin'an is dead, and I'm glad that the plan that night came true.
"Indeed."
After spitting hard, Duan Ziqian turned sideways and wiped the blood on his chin, flew down to the top of the mountain and sat upright on the rock again, saying: "You can't kill me at the end of a powerful crossbow."
"At most, with one more move, your divine soul and spirit body will be completely dissipated."
"At Qianqiu Cliff in Wendian, if I remember correctly, you besieged me at the 300th move."
"Three hundred moves, you can't survive that moment now."
Jiang Linan didn't hide it, and said openly: "Yes, the remaining strength is only enough for me to accumulate the power of one move."
"One method, or one magical power."
"Other than that, there is no other way."
Duan Ziqian said arrogantly: "Then you can close your eyes in peace."
"Don't worry, I will do what Wen Dian promised you."
"Suning stays in the fairy world to practice, and the hunting law against him is invalid."
"The past is like smoke and clouds. If you don't mention it, there is no need for me to dwell on it."
"It's good for you, for me, for the entire fairy world, and for those you care about, isn't it?"
Jiang Lin'an arranged his robes slowly and methodically, without raising his head and said: "That's nice to say, and it's also very touching."
"What a pity, I don't believe you will keep your promise."
Duan Ziqian felt very angry and said: "You have no choice."
The Jiang family man in rich clothes stood up, tied the white hair that covered his face behind his head, his eyes tightened, and he said in a solemn tone: "I have a choice."
"The ten magical powers of a saint can be regarded as the ten levels of a saint."
"You clearly understand the seven magical powers and are in the seventh realm."
"I have clearly understood the nine magical powers and am in the ninth realm."
"On the road to spiritual practice, the difference between one level and one level is a thousand miles, not to mention the difference between you and me."
"This is also the real reason why I can use a ray of soul to fight against you with two moves and not fall behind."
"Supernatural power, it is not just magical power, it is also a yardstick to measure one's own strength."
"The more supernatural powers you have, the stronger your personal strength is."
"This is an indisputable fact, you should understand it."
Duan Ziqian looked gloomy and said with a slack face: "Obviously or not, you only have one chance to take action."
"With one move, are you sure you can kill me on the spot?"
Jiang Linan sighed regretfully: "No."
Duan Ziqian laughed crazily, leaning forward and back with laughter and said: "Then why do you do that?"
Jiang Linan said nothing and turned to look at Qiao Wantang.
He tried his best to smile, his eyes showing sadness.
The two looked at each other from a distance, saying nothing.
She understood his helplessness, his sadness, his reluctance, and his inability to struggle with his fate.
He could see through the weakness in her heart, her pretense of being strong, and her forced smile at the moment.
