After Xiao Lingshu finished speaking, a talisman floated lightly in front of him.

"Lie'er, you choose your own choice."

Zhuang Wudao took a look and almost burst into laughter.

Heart seal Yuanfu? Are you planning to treat Zhuang Wudao as the spiritual slave of the Xiao family?

At this moment, Zhuang Wudao had no way to escape. If he didn't want to die, he really had no choice.

This is very different from the tone and expression when he first entered the Dasu Emperor's Mausoleum. At that time, Xiao Lingshu was like a mouse who saw a cat, cautious and trembling. How could it look like now? He was in control of the bamboo, and his words were filled with pity, as if his life and death were like Zhuang Wudao.

It made him unable to help but remember the scene when he was under the snow peak in the north. How similar was Xiao Lingshu at that time to now?

Calm and calm, with a great temperament, and aloofness. Looking down at him is exactly the same as that day.

But his heart was surprisingly strange, without any thoughts of anger. Even the demon seeds refined in the soul of the "Demon Thought Refining God" had no response.

Seeing that Zhuang Wudao was not talking, Xiao Lingshu looked cold and seemed to be thinking about something, so she asked again.

"I wonder what you think, Lie'er?"

"Noisy"

Zhuang Wudao was interrupted by his thoughts. After coming to his senses, a murderous intent with unknown reasons suddenly rose.

However, Zhuang Wudao then closed his eyes slightly and forced his thoughts to suppress the trace of evil thoughts. His eyes were introverted and he smiled without being angry.

"I listen to what you say, if I don't follow your wishes, I will capture and kill me, Zhuang? I made a harmonious agreement before, and you will abandon it as if you were to betrayal and betrayal?"

The words were sarcastic, but they were still restrained.

Because the murderous intent in the chest is extremely powerful, he should never be the one who takes action here.

As long as you occupy the principle of "self-defense and self-defense, the principle of "self-defense" will be avoided from being talked about by the people in Zhuguang Building in the future.

Even if all the five people in front of him were killed, Yan Ming had nothing to say.

"What a traitor who is so traitorous and treasonous."

Dingyangzi people actually laughed and laughed: "Zhuang Wudao, you are also a disciple of Lichen Sect. Why are you so naive in speaking? The situation is easy to change, what should you choose to Zhuang Wudao? Meeting you here today is really a good luck with fellow Taoist Zhuang. This is God wants you to die, what if you do—"

"Stop talking nonsense"

Zhuang Wudao interrupted impatiently, his face remained unchanged, and he still looked at Xiao Lingshu.

"It's a battle or a marriage, one word can be decided"

"Lie'er, you--"

Xiao Lingshu also looked at Zhuang Wudao again with a steady look, then completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing to persuade, sighed, "I was stubborn, and shook my head slightly, "Several brothers, you can do it."

Xuan Youzi did not act immediately, but instead smiled and said with a smile: "You can do it, but whether to capture or kill it, Junior Sister Xiao always needs to give me some advice. It is not difficult to kill this son, but it is not easy to capture him. There are too many variables. Once this son recovers the technique of Thunder Fire Qianyuan, we are afraid that he will be humiliated. If we hide from Lichen Sect and bring him back to the north alive, it will be even more impossible."

Xiao Lingshu seemed to have expected Xuan Youzi to say this, and she brushed the fragrant sleeves and said, "Anyway, no matter what, my husband won't blame me," she said.

Xuan Youzi laughed loudly when he heard this, and was wild and wild: "That's what it means, it's really okay to kill this child.

When the words were finished, Xuan Youzi's figure flashed, and 365 cold white needle shadows were hitting Zhuang Wudao like a storm.

Another Dingyangzi took action one step earlier and turned into a shadow and appeared beside Zhuang Wudao.

Originally from Taiping Dao, he is a rare masculine martial arts practice. The Great Fierce Sun Divine Palm, combined with a spiritual weapon, "Red Flame Glass Glazed Glass, complement each other. The flame lamps are floating beside him, and countless red flames gush out from inside and are wrapped around the flesh palm.

Although he had a lot of ridicule about Zhuang Wudao before, Dingyangzi took action at this moment. He did everything with all his might, leaving no room for anything, as if he had deep hatred, and tried to kill with one blow, and sealed behind Zhuang Wudao.

"In other words, life and death are correct?"

There were also countless yellow-green ropes under Wei Jiuyin's feet, surging up. The thickness of his fingers seemed to be similar to ordinary straw ropes. Under the infusion of Wei Jiuyin's true essence, the momentum was extremely strong, and the tip was extremely sharp, like large guns, piercing through and attacking them.

Wei Jiuyin himself attacked Zhuang Wudao with one finger, and the dust and water vapor that passed through the finger was frozen into frost, and then turned into more fine powder under the impact of the scattered sword energy.

Xiao Lingshu did not move, but looked in front of her with complicated eyes. There was a sigh in her eyes and a bit relieved.

None of the three Jindan brothers beside her had a good impression of Zhuang Wudao. Because of Taiping Dao's defeat a few years ago, Master Gu Ting died in the south. They were all murderous intent and would never show mercy at this time. What is the result? You can tell if you don't ask. Today, you have no physiology.

That's fine, and it's over. Although her husband will leave some knots in his heart, it's a good thing for Taiping Dao, the Xiao family, and even his husband himself.

But then, Xiao Lingshu saw Zhuang Wudao breaking his sword, and the dazzling white light pointed to Wei Jiuyin beside him. The sword was not necessarily amazing, but it contained a trace of mysterious true meaning that made people feel cold and mysterious, as if he could control his life and death by the palm.

The three-legged crow standing on Zhuang Wudao's shoulder also opened his eyes at this moment, with a silvery look and a dead look.

‘The difference between life and death, after being promoted to the first-level sword magic power, the sword power was not strong but instead restrained. Zhuang Wudao himself removed some fancy changes in the sword stance, so when the difference between life and death, he stabbed out, he would stab straight with an ordinary sword, plus some slashing arc changes.

The three mysterious techniques are integrated into one, which is to cover the sky with the first grade

It was easy to penetrate the heavy silver and white shadows, first a little above Wei Jiuyin's finger.

‘The Hanyin sword finger is also the top skill inherited by Taiping Dao, and is among the third ranks. Wei Jiuyin has been immersed in hundreds of years, and has pushed this skill to the realm of transformation.

But when he touched Zhuang Wudao's sword light, Wei Jiuyin's fingers scattered and collapsed with a "stop" sound.

All the flesh and blood that burst was gray and rotten. This arm was dead, and at the moment of the confrontation, it was deprived of all its vitality, so it was difficult to defeat it.

"What? This is, it is absolutely impossible-"

Wei Jiuyin was shocked, his pupils shrank into needle-shaped, and immediately turned to attack and defend. He frantically retreated, and the yellow-green ropes retracted wildly and turned around and stabbed behind Zhuang Wudao. He did not want to stop him, but even if he could restrain one or two, he could win more chances for him.

"Walk slowly but not send it"

Zhuang Wudao's cold words, the Yuan Magnetic Escape Technique accelerated suddenly, and the Eight Swords in his hand, pointed into Wei Jiuyin's eyebrows crisply.

Then it turned into a white light and turned back. Without looking, Zhuang Wudao knew that the Wei Jiuyin had completely cut off its vitality and fell from then on.

‘The separation of life and death is to inherit the true meaning of life and death of the three-legged crow, control life and death. After being hit directly by this sword, there is no reason to be lucky.

Even if Wei Jiuyin can resist the death force, the fifty-four great compassion sword intents that follow the sword will send this person to the Nine Netherworld Mansion.

Sure enough, just a moment later, Wei Jiuyin's entire person suddenly exploded and was shattered into pieces by the sword energy after the explosion.

"Is this, first-rate?"

Xuan Youzi and Dingyangzi in the distance were also filled with horror and disbelief.

The first-grade sword of the sky must be the first-grade sword magic power of the sky. How could this son have the first-grade mysterious technique of the sky before he has cultivated the golden elixir?

Incorrect first-grade mysterious art, Zhuang Wudao's "Thunder Fire Qianyuan" has long been among the first-grade art. However, this time, it is not a magic trick, but a sword magic power with stronger combat power and higher-level killing.

Dingyangzi roared, and his figure increased in speed. His qi and blood were swelling, not only using secret methods to force him to detonate all the energy potential in his body. He also urged the "Red Flame Glass Cup" to the extreme.

The fleshy palms seemed to have expanded nearly twice. The red flame turned into a blazing white color, and the gold-soled cave stone seemed to melt everything.

Zhuang Wudao uses the foundation-building body to control the first-class sword magic. Although it is fearful and terrifying, it still has flaws. It is insufficient true energy. It is impossible for the same level of mysterious art to be used for a second time in a short period of time.

Dingyangzi has experienced many battles throughout his life, and his mind is decisive and cruel. Therefore, at this moment, if he does not retreat, he will die if he does not retreat, he will not be born.

Seeing this, Zhuang Wudao smiled faintly, and did not have the intention of taking over the Great Sun Divine Palm. After returning to the sword, the Eight Scenery Kun Thunder Sword turned into a poisonous snake again and penetrated it out suddenly.

This sword is a memory of confusion.

The sword light changed, but did not go towards Dingyangzi's palm style, but directly penetrated the limit of time. The sword turned into a phantom, penetrated into nothingness, recalled the past, and hit the three breaths before

When Zhuang Wudao retracted his sword, Ding Yangzi's eyebrows had an extra blood hole for no reason.

Dingyangzi's eyes were full of confusion, and his eyes were stunned and unbelievable. He tried hard to continue moving forward, but the red sun true energy on the pair of fleshy palms was still dissipating rapidly. The "Chinyan Glazed Glass Cup" also fell to the ground with a clang.

The human being has disappeared, but the instrument has no spirit

After another moment, Ding Yangzi's body exploded with fifty-four blood holes. Blood soared, covering several feet of land.

It is still fifty-four great sacred sword energy, killing one blow, completely cutting off Dingyangzi's vitality

At this time, a series of jingling sounds were made in front of Zhuang Wudao. However, the 365 cold white needle shadows finally hit him.

I remember that this sword is strong, but after being used, it cannot move. It can only become a dead stake target and let the other party attack.
Chapter completed!