A black arrow passed through the wind through the forest and silently arrived in front of Jin Nanjing.
Jin Nanjing clasped his hands together and clamped the rune black arrow with terrifying speed and tricky angles. His body retreated and retreated along with the arrow. Fallen leaves were flying under him, and his feet plowed two paths on the ground. Deep ravines.
Jin Nanjing's face turned pale, and golden blood dripped from the corners of his lips.
Although these attacks are difficult for Jin Nanjing, they are also considered a sure kill for other practitioners, but these attacks alone are not enough to completely destroy Jin Nanjing.
Jin Nanjing clasped his hands together and slapped the black arrow aside. The black arrow missed his body and shot straight into the ground. It penetrated deep into the ground and exploded a faint black hole in the ground. The woods were in a mess, and the towering trees reached into the clouds. It was blown into countless pieces, the whole scene was like the ruins of a battlefield, and the raging spiritual power made people shudder. .
You can imagine what kind of damage it would cause if such an attack fell on you.
Jin Nanjing knelt on one knee on the ground, kneeling in front of the black holes. His gorgeous golden robe was in tatters, and golden blood kept spurting out from the wounds on his body, soaking the entire ground into a warm and fishy smell. of gold.
The moonlight was dim, and in the darkness, this piece of gold was dim.
Wang Xiaotai stood on the cliff, staring at the embarrassed Jin Nanjing.
Higher up in the ninth heaven, Yun Zhongjun is also watching the siege tonight.
He remembered that this Wang Xiaotai once carried the old Dragon King's dragon head, entered his temple alone, made a deal with him with dragon blood and dragon meat, and used her own loyalty in exchange for him to stand by and watch tonight's surprise attack on Jin Nan.
She didn't pay such a huge price to let him kill Jin Nanjing. She just wanted him to sit by and watch tonight. She wanted to kill Jin Nanjing herself.
Yun Zhongjun raised his eyes and made a 'chi' sound, and the distress message from Jin Nanjing that flew from the lower world disappeared before it could reach him.
This was the seventeenth distress signal sent by Jin Nan in shock.
Yun Zhongjun lazily brushed his cloud-like white hair. Jin Nanjing was really stupid. If he could save him, he would appear as a god when he came to earth for the first time and fish him out. Come on, why did you post it seventeen times?
He was so ardent that he appeared to be unkind and ungrateful.
Damn it.
The lights were brightly lit in the main hall, and it was as quiet as death.
"Master," Yun Zhongjun looked at Wang Xiaotai in the water mirror, condescendingly launching waves of attacks on Jin Nanjing, and smiled slightly, "Do you want your junior sister to win?"
Next to him was Li Jiutuan, who had his eyes open but still had a shackle on his mouth.
Li Jiutuan watched Wang Xiaotai's revenge with him. When he heard Yun Zhongjun's inquiry, he frowned and said nothing.
He had no freedom or desire to speak.
He just watched and could only watch.
Yun Zhongjun wasn't angry when he saw his indifferent look. He just thought it was funny. He grabbed his hand and entangled his fingers. "Master, you haven't answered me yet. Do you want her to win?"
"If you don't like her, I'll chop off her head, dig out her brains, and use her skull to serve you wine, okay?"
"If you like her, I will skin her and make her into a beauty lamp. I will keep her by your side day and night, so that you will not be lonely."
"Master, Master, do you like her or not?"
Li Jiutuan's indifferent expression was shattered inch by inch. He closed his eyes and no longer looked at Yun Zhongjun's teasing eyes, nor did he look at the victory or defeat between Wang Xiaotai and Jin Nanjing. He clenched his shackles and took a deep breath. He seemed to be trying his best to endure something.
Seeing that he seemed to be about to say something, Yun Zhongjun was a little curious. With a slight movement of his fingers, he took off the yoke from Li Jiutuan's mouth and leaned forward, hoping to hear something clearly.
The shackles suddenly disappeared, and there was no space between Li Jiutuan's lips and teeth. He had no time to close them, and almost bit his soft tongue. He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bit his already soft teeth, and cursed: "Evil beast."
Yun Zhongjun smiled instead of being angry. He came closer and pointed his finger at Li Jiutuan's face. Li Jiutuan subconsciously stepped back a little. Yun Zhongjun's originally smiling face suddenly turned dark. He held him up with one hand. Holding the back of Li Jiutuan's neck, the fingers of the other hand gently nipped away the silver strands that fell on the side of Li Jiutuan's face when the shackles were taken out.
"Master, you always know how to make me angry."
Yun Zhongjun sighed, let go of the back of Li Jiutuan's neck, and twirled his fingers, "Obviously as long as you give in, we can go back to the way we were before. Master, do you have to fight with me like this?"
Yun Zhongjun looked at Li Jiutuan. Neither of them spoke anymore, but the atmosphere around them seemed to become thicker all of a sudden.
Li Jiutuan didn't know why Yun Zhongjun didn't continue talking, but he didn't speak for any other reason. It was simply because he had worn the shackles for too long, and his tongue was sore and stiff, making him unable to make any sound.
He really wanted to give Yun Zhongjun a look that was not in line with his upbringing, and also wanted to ask him what was wrong with him to treat him like this.
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"Can we... win?"
Looking at the golden figure who was knocked down in the woods, shot through the body by rune black arrows, but stood up again and again, someone was watching from the side, shocked by such strong vitality, and couldn't help but ask this question.
Can such a god really be killed?
Xu Mofu still wore a blue eye patch tonight, standing with his hands behind his back, standing next to Wang Xiaotai, "This is never a question of whether we can win, but that we must win."
Wang Xiaotai asked: "Have you found Ciyun yet?"
Xu Mohe nodded, "They will definitely report any news. The last news about Ciyun was that she appeared in the palace of a small country, and then disappeared. We left a message for her. If she sees it, she will leave immediately. Come here."
Master Ciyun, that is, Wang Fuyao should not miss such a thing as killing Jin Nanjing.
"Then don't wait for her."
Wang Xiaotai raised her head and looked at the moon, "This seems to be the first time I kill a god without the Heaven-Deceiving Formation."
She twisted her neck, and a strange dark red color quietly appeared in her dark eyes. The moonlight covered everyone on the cliff with a thin layer of silver.
With the breeze blowing on his face, Wang Xiaotai closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, feeling the swell of heaven and earth spiritual energy in the forest below. He suddenly opened his eyes, with a pair of golden eyes shining like the blazing sun. Wang Xiaotai raised his hand and shouted: "Here comes the evil spirit!"
Under the moonlight, in the depths of the shadows, there were countless shadows crisscrossing and squirming. After receiving Wang Xiaotai's order, these shadows surged like a swarm of snakes and rushed down the cliff in an instant, bringing with them a fishy wind. The dense forest enveloped the entire mountain forest, including the scarred Jin Nanjing among them.
"Po Chui."
Wang Xiaotai took a step forward, stepping on these shadows, holding a dragon bone whip and walking down step by step. The leaves falling in the forest were torn in half by invisible force. (End of chapter)
