Chapter 1295 Immortality of old age

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Ning Shentong stared at Mo Wuqing and smiled coldly, "But the Lord of this castle has put the uglification first. If we act in a hurry, it will be very difficult to say whether the two of you can survive the deathbed counterattack of Mr. Xing..."

"The power of the Semi-Saint can shake the world and the earth with one strike. Only those who have entered the same realm will know it. You two... please don't think too simplistically of Mr. Xing."

A few words left Mo Wuqing and the Killing Heart Sword Master speechless.

It seems that a half-saint strong man has been ignored.

After a moment, Mo Qingqing had no choice but to reply: "Since Brother Ning needs time to perfect his technique, then... we will let Mr. Xing be arrogant for a few more days... But Mr. Xing can live, but that little beast must be eradicated as soon as possible. "

"If this sword master is not mistaken, the Shui Tribe is planning to betroth the princess to Ye Xiaozi with great fanfare, in exchange for his embryonic martial veins... It is better to keep this kind of treasure in our hands than to give it to a foreign tribe."

The Murderous Sword Master, who did not hide the jealousy in his eyes, said impatiently.

Based on his current cultivation level, if he had Feihua Wumai as an assistant, his strength would definitely be even higher.

At the current status of the three of them, they have long lost interest in spiritual stones and ordinary things. However, the Feihua martial arteries are different. They are inherited from ancient times and are so mysterious that even the most powerful people in the Holy Realm and even the real Divine Realm will be jealous. Second, how could such rare treasures fall into the hands of outsiders?

"The little beast is so cunning. It's not easy to kill him. Moreover, we can't alert the snake at this time and alert Mr. Xing. We can't do anything in the city." Mo Wuqing shook his head.

Among the three, unless Ning Shentong took action personally, it would be possible to kill Ye Feng without the intervention of the city lord.

But Ning Shentong must go into seclusion to perfect his ultimate magical power. He puts important things first and won't waste too much energy on a fifth-level virtual realm boy.

"It's just a little reptile. It won't be too late to wait until he leaves Starlight City and goes to the Water Tribe before taking action." The Master of the Killing Heart Sword showed a hint of disdain in his eyes, and then said with a bit of pride: "I'd like to teach you two, but in fact... …This sword master is already prepared.”

After saying this, he pointed his finger, and a black spell appeared in front of his eyes, and suddenly exploded in front of the three people.

In less than ten breaths, there was suddenly a cold air in the hall, a rotten smell that only an aging person could exude.

Uh-huh!

A black figure went from virtual to real, and gradually transformed into a real form. This person exuded a strong death aura. He was the old immortal who had absorbed the vitality of Xuan Ying... Uncle Han.

When he saw Ning Shentong, Mo Wuqing and others, the dying old man was not too respectful. He cupped his hands and said indifferently to the three of them: "Haha... I have already planted the soul mark on that kid. Even if he runs to the ends of the world, I can easily find it."

"Leave this matter to me..."

The dry laughter and the hoarse and weak voice sounded like he was dying and not far away from death.

Ning Shentong and Mo Wuqing frowned imperceptibly at the same time, and the latter even let out a scream.

"Elder Han? Are you still alive?"

Both of them have some understanding of the old man Han in front of them. The skills practiced by the old man are extremely special. His life span is approaching, and his vitality and vitality are constantly dissipating. Such an old man cannot last long, but he becomes stronger with age. If he breaks out with a powerful blow, , even the half-saint cultivation level Ning Shentong did not dare to look down upon.

Old Man Han disappeared in Starlight City for several years and did not even participate in the operation against the White Tiger Gate. The warriors in Starlight City thought that he had died, but they did not expect that he would show up here today.

The old immortal with one foot in the coffin has only a short time left, and no one wants to mess with him casually.

According to the Master of the Killing Heart Sword, is he planning to send him to kill Ye Feng?

"Is Elder Han completely sure? There is no room for error in this matter. Once the little beast escapes, he may be able to grow to the holy realm in a few years or decades... By then... our three factions can Big trouble."

Mo Qingqing looked strangely probing.

The goal of the three of them is too big. Once they leave the city and attract the attention of the City Lord's Mansion, Star City Lord will definitely take action. But if it is left to others to handle, it would be a bit uneasy.

Although Old Man Han is not dead yet, he looks like he is not far away from death no matter how he looks at it. No wonder Mo Qingqing is worried.

Elder Han's empty gray eyes turned and he said slowly: "I am already half buried in the ground and look like a walking corpse. That young man... has a powerful source of life that makes me covet. It is what I need most... "

"Last time, I just swallowed the essence and blood of the demon warrior of the Goshawk lineage. I didn't want to waste it, so I let him go... Haha, this time... you three, you can rest assured."

As he spoke, Old Man Han made a sinister voice that was half a smile, and his body moved suddenly, like a gust of evil wind, suddenly passing by the master of the Killing Heart Sword, and when he reappeared, he was already on Mo Wuqing's side.

"Mo Banner Leader, are my methods... passable?"

Mo Qingqing's body stiffened slightly, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently twice. Even he had no time to react to the movement technique that Lao Immortal had just used.

"Hahaha, Elder Han's hand of displacing his body makes me feel ashamed. If Elder Han takes action, the little beast will definitely die."

Ning Shentong laughed loudly and finally relieved the sullen feeling in his heart. He immediately looked outside the hall and said with a little fear in his eyes: "Qing Hua was beheaded. I will report the matter as soon as possible... The Qing family must also Someone will be sent as soon as possible, so nothing goes wrong.”

"Brother Ning, we are just dealing with a boy from the virtual realm. Is it necessary to alarm the Qing family?"

The Master of the Killing Heart Sword looked a little unhappy. Looking at Ning's magical power, he seemed not to be very reassured by Elder Han.

This is underestimating the Giant Spirit Sword Sect.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he calmed down and said: "A lion fights a rabbit with all its strength. This time, the little beast in charge of this castle is completely dead. We must not take any chances. Starting from tonight, we will closely monitor the city lord's palace." "

"You two must also take action yourself to find the demon king staying outside the city. The little beast said that the demon king came for our three sects, but we cannot let him slaughter the disciples of our three sects wantonly..."

The Killing Heart Sword Master and Mo Wuqing looked at each other and nodded, with a hint of solemnity in their expressions.

And their inner hatred for Ye Feng deepened even more. If this kid hadn't caused trouble, how could the three factions have fallen into such a passive situation?

About a stick of incense later, several figures swept out from the Extreme Fire Castle and disappeared in the direction of the Giant Spirit Sword Sect and the Blood Dragon Banner...

Of course, Ye Feng had no way of knowing what was being plotted in the Extreme Fire Castle. At this moment, he had transformed several mountains in a row, and it was not until midnight that the energy in his body became full again.

"The aura has become stronger again. I wonder if I can reach the fifth level peak before I leave..."

As soon as he finished his cultivation state, Ye Feng sensed something strange outside him. When he opened his eyes, he found a proud figure staring at him about ten feet in front of him.

She was so absorbed in her practice that she didn't notice anyone approaching. This proud figure was none other than the Princess of the Water Tribe who left during the day... Wu Ji.

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