Looking at Mr. Lan Da and huokui, Lin Xi said seriously, "we are not recovered, but with you, we may escape."

Mr. Lan Da looked at Lin Xi with a kind of compassionate eyes and sighed, "now that it's over, don't you understand? I hand over the love forgetting sword because I don't want to take any more risks. And you also know that the biggest temptation for practitioners is not to be an official in the dynasty, but to be stronger all the time. You have also made a real magic change, and you know the power of this power. When such power can be given freely and safely, I can't imagine who can compete with him in the future. "

"Ordinary people won't admit it." After a little pause, Mr. Lan Da looked at Lin Xi and said, "but you know in your heart that this is a world ruled by practitioners. Whether it's Dashan, Yunqin or tangzang, the real rulers in these years are still the existence of purgatory mountain, qingluan college and tangzang. Those who get such a place of practice will get the world. Zhang Ping was able to get the inheritance of the immortals and Demons period in the heaven devil prison. That's the result of countless practitioners and slaves accumulating in the past hundreds of years in the purgatory mountain. He has such a chance, which is really similar to the reincarnation of the God given demon king. Just a armor and his healthy body can hold the whole Zhongzhou city. In this world, what power can stop him Control the whole practitioner's world? "

"You are my predecessor and live longer than me, but I have seen many more stories than you." Lin Xi looks at Mr. Lan Da and shakes his head. "I know what you mean. No matter who is the ultimate ruler of the world, you can live as long as you want now, even if you come against it, you can accept it. You will naturally see the water splashing on your face as the wind blowing on your face. Your mood is naturally peaceful. However, have you ever thought about the possibility that if his enemies are gone If he died, what's the use of remaining practitioners in the world? I even doubt that the world of practitioners will eventually die after the battle of immortals and demons, because a demon king who finally wins will devour the power of all other practitioners and kill all practitioners, but eventually he will die of old age After his death, the era of the most powerful practitioners will naturally die out. "

"Even as you said, the demise of an era will be a long process." Mr. Lan Da looked at Lin Xi and said in a slow voice: "besides, I have passed the time of being young and passionate. I have no desire to knock down a demon king. Of course, I know that if Zhang Ping doesn't leave Zhongzhou, you will never appear. However, I always have some doubts. He thinks about your mood, just like the mood of cat and mouse At this point, his voice suddenly stopped, his face suddenly felt a sharp sword, suddenly appeared in the cold air!

The curtain behind Anke is broken into two parts.

Lin Xi's face was pale, his right hand slowly stretched out in the air, as if pushing out a heavy mountain, his cotton padded clothes sleeve also appeared numerous cracks in this moment, but a sword light was quickly and directly disappeared from his front.

Mr. Lan Da's heart is also slightly chilling. The speed of Lin Xi's sword exceeds his expectation. In his perception, Lin Xi's sword even appears sometimes, just like the light hidden in the rain curtain. And the power of Lin Xi's sword is beyond his expectation, which makes him directly reflect Lin Xi's intention.

Lin Xi's sword, at the same time, tried to use up his strength as much as possible, so that in the next escape, those huokui would probably not feel his breath.

Lin Xi is already a real saint, and he is also one of several unique schools in qingluan college, Prajna temple, and even purgatory mountain. If the injury is completely recovered, it is the transcendent existence of Gu Xinyin and Wen Ren cangyue. Under the condition of separating out his own internal strength as much as possible, Mr. Lan Da naturally dare not fight hard.

When Lin Xi's sword light just split the curtain of the carriage, his knees were slightly bent, two snow waves were blooming from under his body, the whole body brought a series of shadows, and then he withdrew at a terrifying speed. At the same time, a black red sword light flew out of his sleeve, creating a strange shock in front of his body, drawing hundreds of silk lights.

Although the most powerful flying sword of qingluan college is no longer in his hands, he was the most powerful sword master of qingluan college. With this flying sword of purgatory mountain, he has also used the sword meaning of love forgetting sword. The countless waves of sword Qi distort the heaven and earth element Qi in front of him. Even in his own perception, the world in front of him has become the world A world of twisted glass.

A slight hiss.

Lin Xi's sword light went through the distorted world in front of him and stabbed his heart vein accurately.

Mr. Lan Da's face suddenly turned white. He was the old man of the college who had experienced many battles with President Zhang in the past. He had a deeper and intuitive understanding of God's talent. However, he never had a hand with President Zhang. President Zhang has been away from the world for too long. When Lin Xi's sword light locked his right position, he found himself I accidentally made a mistake that I should never have made!

There was a look of fear in his eyes. His chest sank violently. The air in his chest and lungs and the soul force in his body were compressed in his mouth at the same time, forming a substantial yellow light. When Lin Xi's sword light had pierced his clothes, it hit Lin Xi's sword light.

Lin Xi's sword light slanted downward, brought a blood hole on his chest and abdomen, then hit the ground, clapped a snow wave, turned into streamer again, and flew back to Lin Xi's body.

Mr. Lan Da's cut by the sword light was not deep, but his chest and lung had been seriously damaged by the breath of the solid yellow light. At the same time when the flying sword claps a snow wave and flies again, a hot blood mist has been spewing out of his mouth.

Lin Xi holds the flying sword that flies back to him. He coughs gently, but his body is cold.

Seeing that Mr. Lan Da's will will will will not change, he used the dialogue with Mr. Lan Da to adjust the soul force in his body, and then, without recovery, he sent out a sword close to his peak. However, Mr. Lan Da is not the general sword master after all, and his sword just hurt Mr. Lan Da badly in accordance with the old, and he can't kill Mr. Lan Da directly.

At the moment, two of the four huokuis have passed Mr. Lan Da. Like all the other practitioners in the world, he has no idea how Zhang Ping controls the huokuis. But only by looking at the way the two huokuis protect Mr. Lan Da at the first time, he can be sure that these huokuis will implement Zhang Ping's orders faithfully It's definitely similar to human intelligence.

"Run away."

He did not have a sword to hurt the joy of the most powerful swordsman in the college, coughing softly.

"I'll take Lin Xi." Nangong Weiyang nodded calmly. She has never been afraid of war, but she knows that it is impossible to kill these powerful huokui when she is seriously injured. From her experience of fighting with this kind of huokui before, the strength of each such huokui is even better than that of ordinary saints.

The reason why qingluan college can't deal with Zhang Ping is that it can't deal with the combination of Zhang Ping and huokui, as well as the single round metal puppets.

"We have time, but not much."

However, at this time, ankeyi, who has not made a sound, said softly.

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(this chapter is a bit in a hurry, the number of words is a little less, and the next chapter will be more.)