There was silence.
The golden dagger covered by Nan Xiao's vitality showed its sharp edge. She didn't use the golden dagger and hairpin before because she was worried about the consequences of killing people.
But now, under special circumstances, Nan Xiao is no longer allowed to hide his clumsiness.
Nan Xiao held the dagger with one hand and strangled Bao Fei's neck with the other hand, her eyes cold and calm.
Bao Fei was so frightened that she broke into cold sweat, and her chest was undulating. At this moment, in front of the golden dagger, it was just a mountain of flesh, vulnerable to a single blow.
"Don't kill me, don't...I was wrong, wuwu, Nanxiao, please, don't kill me...wuwuwuwu...Brother, save me, save me..."
Bao Fei cried bitterly, her face stained with tears.
Bao Wan's face was ashen. In order to avoid hurting his sister, he put away the black gold sword that was gathering black light.
At the same time, another pool of dark ink was released from Bao Wan's hands.
The ink marks are like rivers and seas, rushing turbulently in mid-air, and like thick fog, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
There is heavy fog in the sky, and even the moon in the sky has lost its light.
Nan Xiao clenched the dagger, lowered the small half flesh mountain, and said: "As a strong man who lives in the realm of Shenqiao and is not weaker than Xian Miao, today you are going to lower yourself and kill me, who has just taken off his white clothes and has not yet opened up the sea of suffering. Taoist boy?"
When Bao Wan didn't have to answer, Nan Xiao smiled, her clean face full of teasing: "Bao Wan, are you so brave?"
The ink flowed and condensed into a sickle in mid-air. Bao Wan's eyes were dark and he didn't say a word.
The people below had already moved several feet away, fearing that they would be affected by the black ink covering the sky.
"It's appeared! The Black Death Tide who once defeated Zhu Xinyi's fairy seedlings. I heard that this technique was gained by Bao Wan's experience outside. It can change into many forms according to the needs of the caster. It's very extraordinary!" A middle-aged man standing in the distance! The man said with envy, his tone full of longing.
The people next to him echoed: "Yes, it's a pity that Zhu Xinyi's fairy seedling, who practices wood magic and is good at defense, was submerged by the tide and was no longer able to fight. Zhu Xinyi's fairy seedling was also seriously injured in that battle and was eventually sent back. Back home.”
An old man in a purple shirt with gray hair sighed: "Oh, if you practice too high, you will die in battle, if you practice too low, you will die of old age..."
This sentence resonated with many cultivators. They felt sad in their hearts, looked sad, and felt lucky for their weakness.
Traveling is difficult.
There was darkness in Bao Wan's sight.
The mysterious method of "Black Death Tide" was acquired by Bao Wan after he reached the realm of suffering in his practice and went out to practice in a collapsed ancient temple in the mountains.
He was originally mediocre in school and disciples, but with the help of this mysterious method, his cultivation and strength improved by leaps and bounds. He finally defeated the immortal seedling Zhu Xinyi in the Shenqiao realm, and his status in Qingya Paradise soared.
Bao Wan was accustomed to smooth sailing. After defeating Zhu Xinyi Xianmiao who was in the same realm, he enjoyed the respect of others wherever he went and never dared to disobey him.
But today, he was actually threatened by a mortal who was of low origin and unfit for practice!
The sea of suffering is deathly silent, the spring of life is gurgling, and the dark sacred bridge is entangled like silk.
The Black Death Tide uses the Divine Bridge as a guide, and uses the divine power of the Life Spring as a ditch to pour the water of the Sea of Bitterness out of the Sea of Wheels, turning the air of death into a sickle, destroying all life.
This is the fundamental way for Bao Wan to defeat Xian Miao.
In the darkness, where Bao Wan's gaze was locked, there was a faint white spot.
That's Nan Xiao.
Bao Wan was disdainful.
The former fairy seedling Zhu Xinyi was a big green tree after all.
But now, Nanxiao's light spot can't even compare with the leaves of that big tree.
Obviously without any effort, the tide can bypass Bao Fei and destroy the little white light.
However, at this time, Nan Xiao stood tenaciously, like a white lotus in the dark tide. He raised his head and said: "In this case, do you dare to bet? Is your sword faster or my dagger! Anyway, I am worthless." One piece can be used as a cushion when I die, so it’s worth it!”
"you!"
Bao Wan was furious. As a cultivator in the Shenqiao realm who had defeated Xian Miao, he was threatened again and again today.
"Brother, you can't do this. My grandfather said that if you want to inherit the position of head of the family, you must protect me!"
Seeing Bao Wan's hesitation, Bao Fei thought that he didn't want to save her, so she immediately started crying and shouting. Tears poured out like a floodgate.
"Sister, grandpa has spoiled you rotten. I don't want the position of head of the family. I want to live my life as a Taoist."
Bao Wan's eyes were dark and deep, his tone was sincere, and he rarely put away his arrogance.
The black tide was like a thick fog, shrouding Bao Fei and Nan Xiao. From time to time, several sickles surfaced, ready to give Nan Xiao a fatal blow at any time.
This is the mysterious method of the Shenqiao realm, which is transcendent from the martial arts of the mortal world. It is metaphysical, mysterious, sinister, and elusive.
The tide surged, rippling around Nan Xiao.
These are no longer just divine patterns and weapons, they are real killing moves.
Nan Xiao was fully focused and did not dare to relax at all.
If you are not careful, you will die.
Although the outer layer of the dagger is made of gold and is soft, it is extremely sharp with the blessing of Nan Xiao's vitality.
With a little force, the golden dagger easily pierced Bao Fei's clothes, the peak on her chest collapsed, and her purple clothes were dyed red with blood.
Bao Fei was completely panicked, tears streaming down her face, and begged: "It hurts! Don't kill me, Nan Xiao, I have money! I was wrong! Brother, save me! Save me!"
Seeing that his sister was so unsatisfactory, Bao Wan, who was already very depressed, resented the failure of steel and scolded angrily: "Sister, when did you become so stupid? I should have stopped grandpa at that time. You see you are being pampered now." What’s it like!”
The people watching around all laughed secretly.
They were all in on the joke.
In Qingya Blessed Land, four Shu roads with ten thousand steps have been laid.
The Bao family, where Bao Fei lives, has its back against a big tree, coordinating the entire Wangxian Market, and is able to cover the sky with one hand under the west gate.
Therefore, under the leadership of the Bao family, Wangxian Market grew bigger and bigger, and now it has become the strongest force under the Shu Road.
But behind development there is always exploitation.
Some of these onlookers were once exploited.
Nan Xiao, who was holding a dagger, looked calm at this moment, but in his heart he had hated those greedy people.
With the ebb and flow of the tide, the traces will always fade away.
But in Nan Xiao's memory, there is always the sound of burning firewood.
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