Painting of the Nine Immortals

Among the mountains and forests, Ling Xian held Mu Tian's hands and stood calmly.

In front of him stood seven men, without exception, all aliens.

The head-headed man was wearing a golden battle armor, and the momentum of the beginning of the transcendental realm was permeated with great power and extraordinary power.

The rest wore silver battle armors, and only the seventh realm was repaired later.

This changed Mu Tian's color, holding Ling Xian's hand tightly. It seemed that this would give him a sense of security.

"Don't be afraid. With me, they can't hurt you."

Ling Xian smiled mildly, with light clouds and light wind.

Not to mention that only one person was an early monk in the transcendent realm. Even if these seven were all, they would not threaten him.

"Crazy enough."

The head of the man glanced at Ling Xian a little, and said, "The aftermath of Han Xuecheng?"

"Watch your wording."

Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she said, "I don't like the word" Yi "."

"The gods don't care about the emotions of mortals."

The head man smiled and said, "Because it is the remnant of Han Xuecheng, let's get on the road."

The words fell, and the six men behind him shot one after another, shaking the shore like shocking waves, shaking the wild.

This made Mu Tian's face pale, but felt cold all over, like falling ice cave.

But the next moment, he warmed up.

A ring of **** suddenly appeared, as thick as a mountain, blocking the attack of six people.

boom!

The void exploded, and the aftershocks hit the Quartet. Ling Xian held Mu Tian's hand and fled back.

Then he turned his eyes to the east.

The same is true of men in gold armor.

I saw a beautiful woman standing there, with a pale face and bloodstained on her clothes, apparently seriously injured.

"Sister Han!"

Mu Tianmu looked happy, as did the man in Jinjia.

He grinned and said, "Stepping through the iron shoes and finding nowhere, it will be effortless. The daughter of Han Xuecheng, I did not expect that you would come to your door.

"Come here, you can't kill me."

The daughter of Han Xuecheng looked at the man coldly, then turned her eyes to Mu Tian, ​​and said, "Come to me."

After hearing the words, Mu Tian broke free of Ling Xian's hand and ran to the Lengyan woman quickly, and stopped talking.

Ling Xian also walked in front of the woman and Wen Yan said, "You are the daughter of Han Xuecheng?"

"My name is cold, your Excellency?" The glamorous woman raised her eyebrows, and her British spirit was compelling.

"A passerby." Ling Xian smiled slightly, relieved slightly.

As long as the daughter of Lord Hanxue City is not dead, he has the possibility to complete the task and pass the assessment.

If he died, even if he survived, he would probably fail the assessment.

"Passer ..."

Han Limei looked at her for a moment and said, "Do you not want to reveal your origin?"

"Now it's not the time to say this. The priority is to solve them first." Ling Xian chuckled and looked at the outer demons.

"You step back and leave it to me."

Han Li Qiao's face was cold, the jade jade turned into a sword, and his edge was shining.

"No words."

The man with the golden armour was jeering and said: "Don't say that you have been seriously injured. Even in the heyday, you are not my opponent.

"I didn't know before."

Han Li's eyes flickered with coldness, and Shenjian Yao pointed at the man in gold armor.

"I admire your courage and appreciate your beauty, but unfortunately, after all, I have to send you on the road."

"But before that, I can get in touch with you."

The Jinjia man laughed, and the men behind him also laughed.

This made Han Li's killing intention even worse, the jade hand broke, and the sword gas was compelling.

However, it was easily blocked by the man in golden armor.

Regardless of the foundation or cultivation, Han Li is similar to the man in Jinjia, but she was seriously injured, and it is naturally difficult to exert her full strength.

"Don't do useless work, serve me obediently for one night, maybe I will show mercy and let you go."

The man in Jinjia smiled, and flicked the Excalibur with his fingers.

"kill!"

Cold and cold drink, the magic sword light cold for nine days, gale like wind, thunder.

However, no matter how subtle her sword was, she could not hurt the golden armor man.

"I said, you who are seriously injured are not my opponent."

The man in the gold armor was playful, like a cat and a mouse, playing with the cold.

This made Han Li angry and rushed to the crown, but it was helpless, and he could only fight with the golden armor man by a will.

"Looks like I have my hand."

Ling Xian sighed. The cold leave under severe injury could not beat the man in Jinjia. If he didn't take the shot, it would not take long for the cold leave to disappear.

Right now, he condenses the weathered sword, intending to help in secret.

"Haha, give up, don't struggle."

"Yes, if you are comfortable with the boss, maybe he will spare you."

"Either die or yield, you have only two paths!"

Several people started talking, and their words were full of jokes.

"Hear it, serve me obediently, and only then will you have a way to live."

The man in Jinjia smiled proudly, as if he had already seen, Han Li looked at Cheng Huan with his euphemism.

"dream!"

Han Li's anger was irresistible, burning essence, and casting the strongest method.

boom!

The void splits, the earth shakes the mountain, the Divine Sword splits into two, cuts the yin and yang, and splits the world!

"It's now."

Ling Xian chuckled, flicked her fingers, and the sword broke.

He didn't want Han Li to know that he had shot, so he incorporated the wind sword into Han Li's magical powers, and it was close to the Jinjia man's eyebrows.

Suddenly, Han Li's supernatural powers skyrocketed, making the Jinjia man frightened and resisting with all his strength.

However, it cannot be stopped.

If it was just the magical power from the cold, the man in gold armor would definitely be able to block it, and it would be very easy, but with Lingxian's wind sword, it would not be possible to block it.

Ling Xian is not only a monk in the mid-level of transcendent realm, but also a demon in the eight polar realms. Even if it is just a hit, it is not something that a golden armor man can stop.

Therefore, the Jinjia man sprayed blood violently and hit a distant mountain.

boom!

The mountain collapsed, the man fell weak, his eyes were dim, and the blood coughed.

This is because his armor is extremely good, otherwise, the sword would be enough to kill him.

"Boss!"

Seeing that the man in Jinjia coughed up blood, some people in the foreign country were horrified, and there were a few others.

The same is true of the cold.

She knew very well the power of this sword. Even in her heyday, it was impossible to beat a man with a golden armor like this, let alone she was seriously injured.

As a result, Han Liyu was stunned, staring blankly at the man who coughed up blood, wondering.

"What's the matter? How can the boss lose in a blink of an eye?"

"Illusion, must be illusion!"

"She was obviously suppressed by the boss. How could she suppress the boss? What is going on?"

Exotic people exclaimed, they really couldn't figure out why Han Li suddenly became so fierce.

"Damn, who shot in secret, get out of me!"

The Jinjia man was furious and realized that someone had shot secretly.

Han Li also realized it, and then looked at Ling Xian.

There were only a few people present. He was the most suspicious, but Han Li was not sure.

The strength of the Jinjia man was not weak, and he was seriously injured by a move. Such strength is undoubtedly quite scary. At least, it is much more powerful than her.

And Ling Xian looks ordinary, just like a scholar, without the power of a chicken.

Therefore, Han Li couldn't connect him with the strong one.