Painting of the Nine Immortals

Hanging in the half moon, the night is as cold as water.

Zhao Shikong looked pale, his soul was weak, and he was already extremely weak.

However, his anger was extremely intense.

As a mid-term powerhouse in the ninth realm, and a Tianjiao who can compete with the strongest of the Zhao family, it is actually a shame and shame that a monk in the eighth realm counts towards the end of death.

"I never thought I would be counted by a ant."

Zhao Shikong faced Shen Rushui. He didn't ask why, because it was no longer important, he and Ling Xian were destined to live only one.

At the moment, he raced against time and healed his injuries.

But to no avail.

Dead gas cannot be expelled easily. Once it enters the body, it is like an anthrax of bones. It cannot be wiped away in a short time.

"Don't waste your energy, dead energy has invaded your internal organs and wants to heal, next life."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at Zhao Shikong. The reason why he appeared was that he had to do so, and the second was that Zhao Shikong couldn't heal, and could only face him with his dying body.

"I appreciate your courage and your determination, but you are too stupid."

"Even if the real dragon is dying, it is not a small snake that can shake it."

Zhao Shikong's eyes were cold and he knew that he had to kill Ling Xian before he could survive.

In his opinion, this is not difficult.

Although he is already on the line, but he is a mid-term powerhouse in the ninth realm after all, it is easy to kill Ling Xian.

"Indeed, though, I have no intention of head-to-head with you."

"You can shoot at most three times at this moment. As long as I block, you will die."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep. He didn't do anything unsure. Although it wasn't ten percent, he had seven points.

"Hahaha, you look too high on yourself and underestimate me too."

Zhao Shikong laughed loudly and said, "Even if I can only take one shot, it's not something you can stop."

"Try it, you and I know that only one person can leave today alive."

"Don't want to die, just do your best."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent.

"No need for you to teach me."

Zhao Shikong sneered, and said, "I will let you know, calculate the end of a ninth strong!"

The voice fell, his fingers glowed, and the mysterious power shrouded the audience, making Ling Xian like a quagmire, hard to move.

"Very smart."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, Zhao Shikong only had a few phone conferences. If it fails, it will become a luxury.

Therefore, Zhao Shikong used imprisonment to keep Ling Xian from moving.

"You guessed it. I did only get out of the phone three times. However, if you can only resist, one move is enough to get you on the road.

Zhao Shikong laughed, with irony and ease.

In his opinion, Lingxian, an early monk in an extraordinary state, could not stop himself even if he was strong.

"You overestimated yourself, and underestimated me." Ling Xian smiled slightly and dispersed the technique of changing the world.

Suddenly, the mighty and magnificent.

This shook Zhao Shikong's pupils and shook them.

First, Ling Xianji's profound scary foundation, even if you look at the entire city of Ge, I'm afraid I can't find a few.

The second is that he did not expect that his method of raising interest rates was so mysterious that he could hide his perception.

"It's impossible to stop you from two moves, but I can't help but resist you."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He was physically strong and had the ancient blood of Tianzun. His vitality was powerful.

If Zhao Shikong was in its heyday, he could kill him with one stroke, but this person was already seriously injured and his strength was naturally greatly reduced.

With his horrifying vitality, it is not impossible to resist the two moves.

"I will let you understand the difference between Haoyue and Firefly."

Zhao Shikong sneered, raising his palm and falling, a ghost image of the demon emerged, annihilating all beings, swallowing mountains and rivers.

This made Lingxian look dignified, the flower of the avenue emerged, and the imperial treasure coat manifested.

Suddenly, the divine light burst into the sky, the two shocking methods guarded Lingxian, and resisted the devil's palm.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the peak of Wanzhang burst, and the surrounding peaks also cracked.

Zhao Shikong was too strong. Although he was seriously injured, with his all-out shot, it was still out of the world.

Even if Ling Xian used the Royal Devil Garment and the Flower of the Avenue, he was shattered by most of his bones.

However, he did not die and still stood upright, standing like a mountain.

"Cough, it's worthy of being the ninth-level player in Tianjiao's ranks, it's really tough." Ling Xian coughed up blood, pale, and cold sweat.

Most of the pain in the fracture of the bones is not what ordinary people can bear. He can hold back, and his heart is as strong as iron.

"I look down on you." Zhao Shikong's face was somber, panting like thunder, hard to cover up.

Obviously, this palm cost him a lot of energy.

"I said, I can't help but resist you two ways."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, despite her blood-stained white clothes, she was unpretentious, above all beings.

"It's too early, don't forget, I still have a cell phone meeting."

Zhao Shikong sneered, and pointed like a sword, real dragons and phoenixes appeared together, sharp and brilliant, and opened the sky.

The peerless front was permeated, and he had never joined, but Ling Xian's flesh had cracked and blood splattered.

It is really terrible, it is absolutely the Supreme Sword Technique, and it has the power to open the sky.

"This sword will take you on your way."

Zhao Shikong's eyes flickered with cold electricity, the true dragon **** phoenix burst into the sky, fierce prestige and horror.

Ling Xian's expression was dignified, the imperial treasure suit and the flower of the avenue reappeared. At the same time, his many means came out, and he regretted the sword.

Immortal bones, Emperor's fists swept the sky, and God's hands opened the sky, without exception, all are shocking.

boom!

Jianmang is invincible, and many methods of Lingxian have been broken in an instant, but they have also been reduced by 30%.

The next moment, the imperial treasure suit and the flower of the avenue shattered, and Lingxian spurted blood.

And this is just the beginning.

Jian Qi raged Ling Xian's internal organs and sacrifice, but for a moment, he was full of wounds and the meridian bones were broken.

However, he still did not die, but with strong vitality, he was able to support the sword energy dissipating.

This changed Zhao Shikong's complexion. He didn't expect Ling Xian to have so many shocking gods, and he never expected that he could survive.

"Oh, now it's my turn."

Looking at the weak Zhao Shikong, Ling Xian smiled, and pointed like a sword, swallowing mountains and rivers.

It is the Stealing God's hand that is condensed a little.

"I didn't expect you to have so many magical tricks ..."

Zhao Shikong took a deep look at Ling Xian, and was surprised and greedy.

He has seen countless Famens in his life, nothing else, just talking about his Zhao family ’s Famens is shocking.

However, they are not as good as Ling Xian's methods.

Although he did not want to admit it, this is a fact. The imperial fist hand shown by Ling Xian is definitely the strongest method he has ever seen in this life!

"Unfortunately, although Famen is good, his strength is weak." Zhao Shikong laughed, without concealing his irony and complacency.

This caused Ling Xianjian's eyebrows to wrinkle slightly. I don't know if Zhao Shikong was strong and calm, or he was really envious.

"Boy, you've been cheated by me."

Zhao Shikong's smile continued and he said, "I still have the ability to shoot once, which is enough to send you on the road."