Tang Xian was sweating profusely. He could already feel that the breath was approaching quickly. The breath should be close to Qianhu's corpse. Qianhu would chase him here in at most ten breaths. This place is still more than thirty miles away from Zhennan Pass, so he could not escape. At this moment, a delicate jade hand reached over and gently wiped the sweat from Tang Xian's forehead. Tang Xian glanced at Liu Xin'er who was holding in his arms and couldn't help but pause: "Liu Xin'er, you are so beautiful."

Liu Xin'er's face was flushed and she said shyly: "When is it now? I'm still talking about this."

Tang Xian gently put down Liu Xin'er, hooked Liu Xin'er's petite nose with his index finger, and took a step back and said in a deep voice: "You still have a great time..."

Liu Xin'er was stunned, then her eyes were filled with mist and said, "What are you going to do? No, you want to go together."

"I can't leave, he... is here..."

Tang Xian wiped away the tears from the corners of Liu Xiner's eyes, and then took out something from the storage bag. It was the secret order: "Promise me, live, if... I don't come back, and share this thing with Li Nan, the Marquis of Zhennan, this is also the hope that your Liu family will pass on until death."

Liu Xin'er threw away the secret order and swallowed: "I don't want this, why do you and your father do this? Why... So what if Zhao State changes its master? If your life is gone, it will be gone. Why... Why should we work hard for their Zhou family dynasty? Why?"

"You don't understand. This is not the dynasty of the Zhou family, but the dynasty of the people. At the moment of law enforcement, people are displaced. How can they ignore thousands of families for a family? If Chang Gang is in power, there will only be more and more beggars like me, and the people will never have peace. The law enforcement team's domineering behavior regards human life as grass, and treats civilians as dogs. The blacklist cannot be empty for a day. There are so many people like me who don't know their background! I still know that I was picked up by the gang leader, and how can I know where to pick it up."

"The way to govern a country lies in enriching the people. If there is no way, always thieves are slaughtering the people. The people are water, and the dynasty is ships, so they can also be covered."

After speaking, Tang Xian held the Sword of Killing Immortals and pushed away Liu Xiner, who was crying, shouting loudly: "As long as you are obedient, don't turn back, go!! Let me go!!!!!"

Liu Xin'er put away the secret order, wiped the tears of pear blossoms with rain, kissed Tang Xian on the face, looked at Tang Xian and burst into tears again: "I must come back! I'll wait for you to come back!" After saying that, Liu Xin'er quickly ran out of the woods,

Looking at Liu Xin'er completely away from her sight and inserted the Slaying Immortal Sword on the ground, Tang Xian sat cross-legged, took out a pot of wine from the storage bag, and raised his head to drink it. There was a kind of thirst, which can only be moisturized with wine, and that kind of thirst is loneliness...

"As long as you can stop half of the incense stick, Liu Xin'er should be able to go to Zhennan Pass. She will be safe by then."

The snow kept falling, and Tang Xian's hair and temples turned white, and he became a snowman in a blink of an eye. Time passed by, and the feeling of waiting was very depressing. Ten breaths later, a figure appeared ten feet in front of him, a middle-aged man in black robe.

"Good boy, did you kill them?" asked the middle-aged Chinese in an unquestionable tone.

"So what, so what, no, when will the law enforcement team make a statement when handling the case?" Tang Xian said calmly.

"Good boy, do you know the consequences of provoking a half-immortal? You are neither a person on the blacklist, so why do you have to meddle in other people's business? I admire your courage, but you still want to die," the middle-aged man said with gloomy eyes.

"Noisy!" After saying that, Tang Xian controlled the Sword of Killing Immortals, and with a move cut from top to slash towards the middle-aged man. At the same time, a shadow appeared behind the middle-aged man and grabbed the back of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man slapped Tang Xian with one palm, and the sword energy reversed, Tang Xian spit out blood. At the same time, the middle-aged man turned around and slapped the black shadow with one palm. The black shadow flew backwards, and an arm burst out instantly.

"Interesting, is this a clone? But it's still too weak," said the middle-aged man with a calm smile.

Tang Xian wiped the corner of his mouth and said intently: It seems that he can only use that move. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "So what about half immortals? I have one move you will never be able to take."

"Oh? You are just seventh floor, I'm a half-immortal. I'll use it and see. I want to see what moves I can't take?" asked the middle-aged man in surprise.

Tang Xian shouted "Sword Comes", and a flying sword flew over immediately. It was the Sword of Killing Immortal...

"Hmph, pretend to be a god and a ghost" said the middle-aged man.

"The Demon is Coming" Tang Xian shouted loudly, and a black shadow with one arm missing flew over in an instant. Tang Xian shouted loudly, "Combined!"

Suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, and a powerful storm swept over. The storm spread to the mountains and forests within a radius of twenty miles and was still expanding. The snowflakes in the sky no longer landed, as if this place had become a vacuum zone. The snowflakes on the ground burst out, revealing the original grassland, and the trees broke in the wind...

Liu Xin'er, who was dozens of feet away from Zhennan Pass, turned around and looked at the storm in the mountains and forests, and couldn't help but burst into tears: Brother Xian... Brother Xian... You must come back...

The middle-aged man looked at Tang Xian at the center of the storm with horror on his face, and a trace of solemnity flashed across: "Is this... this the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal?... How is it possible!"

At this moment, Tang Xian had purple hair and long waist, dark pupils, thick black mist on his body, and cruelty on the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold and harsh voice: "Nothing is impossible, I will let you know what cruelty is..."

Tang Xian held the Sword of Killing Immortal, and slashed from top to bottom. At this time, the Sword of Killing Immortal roared past with a hundred-foot sword shadow, and a hundred-foot ditches were drawn in the ground in the woods. The middle-aged man hurriedly blocked the sword with a serious face. Bang, the sword broke. It was straightforward and neat. "What kind of sword technique is this!"

The moment Tang Xian cut off the weapons of the Han Dynasty, his right hand was raised, and he instantly slapped his hand, so fast that before the middle-aged man could react, he slapped directly on his face. With a bang, in the middle-aged man's feeling, it was as if he was being called by a mountain on his body, his brain immediately roared, and his body should have been slapped by this slap. But Tang Xian's slap was the last force to go down. So when Tang Xian took action, he immediately grabbed the head of the middle-aged man and slapped directly on the ground. This made the black robe's body seem to fly up and hit the earth again. When a roar came out, Tang Xian still had a teasing smile on his face. He raised his right foot and stepped on the black robe hard.

The middle-aged man was still struggling and roaring. At first, he was still struggling and roaring. His cultivation level exploded and he tried to resist. But in the blink of an eye, under the terrifying physical force of Tang Xian, he let out a shrill scream, his body shrugged on the ground, and his scream became more and more amazing: "Fellow Taoist, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Tang Xian grabbed the head of the middle-aged man and kept hitting the ground. The middle-aged man immediately spit out blood... "Half-immortal, half-immortal, right?" Tang Xian spoke angrily, grabbed the head of the middle-aged man and kept hitting the ground. "Law Enforcement Team, right! Law Enforcement Team, right?"

The middle-aged man's body trembled, his expression showed horror, his heart was messy, and he was stunned by Tang Xian: "Misunderstanding, fellow Taoist, oh no... Senior, misunderstanding,...misunderstanding...ah!"

Tang Xian sneered and stepped on the ground with his right foot, which directly shocked the middle-aged man into the sky. Tang Xian appeared a hundred feet above the sky, stepped on the belly of the man in black robe and directly stepped on the man from a high altitude. He fell on the ground and kept thumping, deafening. The ground rolled up a wave of sand and dust, which dissipated the ground to form a human-shaped giant pit, "half-immortal, vulnerable."

"What kind of existence did I provoke...

While the middle-aged man was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Tang Xian pinched the middle-aged man's neck with his right hand and swallowed him.

"Ahhhh...Demonic Art, you are a demon...Ohhhhh..."

The cold wind blew by, and only a few rags were left on the ground swaying in the wind. There was no longer the figure of the middle-aged man, and the snowflakes in the sky fell down without any obstacles.
Chapter completed!