The skinny old man's expression changed and he was about to dodge.

The old immortal raised his two fingers together, rolled his sword energy, and used his fingers as a sword to completely smash the dagger thrown by Huang Qingyue into pieces.

The thin old man exhaled, hurriedly cupped his fists to the old immortal and said, "Thank you, old immortal, for the rescue."

The old immortal didn't even look at him, and said disdainfully: "You overseas Qi practitioners, apart from knowing some strange spells, are really of no use."

The skinny old man did not dare to talk back, so he glared at Huang Qingyue and gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you use such cruel methods on me? When I get back, I will definitely refine you into an obedient furnace that only knows how to serve me!"

There was still blood on the corner of Huang Qingyue's mouth, she was clenching her silver teeth tightly, her yellow dress was stained with a lot of blood, and her eyes were filled with fierce hatred.

The old immortal looked at her, feeling that it was interesting, and grinned.

"I will pull this man out of seclusion later and cut him into pieces with one sword after another. I wonder what your expression will be like then. Will you kneel down and beg me?"

The smile on the old immortal's lips grew wider and wider, and he sneered: "Perhaps you kneel down and beg me now. When you feel better later, I will just kill him half to death and let you talk for a while."

Huang Qingyue gritted her teeth and did not reply.

The old immortal stepped on the flying sword, and the sword energy rolled on it, flowing everywhere, and said to Huang Qingyue word by word.

"I want you to kneel down and beg me now, otherwise I will kill this person immediately."

Huang Qingyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and there was no sign of weakness on her face. She just nodded and said: "Okay."

The old immortal said again: "Kneel down and kowtow. You have to knock your head for me. At least you have to break the floor, otherwise it will look too insincere."

"Okay." Huang Qingyue nodded, looked at the ruins of the wall in front of her, coughed heavily, spit out the blood in her body, and then knelt down towards the ground.

A hundred meters deep.

Chen Xia's body kept shaking, causing the whole ground to shake. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a shining golden light, shaking like a god!

He grabbed the iron pillar on the side, pulled it out instantly, covered the iron pillar with golden light, and threw it directly forward!

The soil collapsed instantly without any resistance.

The iron pillar flew out like the most lethal flying sword in the world.

Hundreds of meters of ground shattered!

The old immortal immediately retreated and hung in the sky.

The emaciated old man was pierced half of his body by a golden iron pillar and stuck on the ground. He was bleeding everywhere and couldn't move. He was half dead.

Chen Xia didn't know when she was standing on the iron pillar, looking at the thin and half-dead old man below, with a rare expression of anger, and said in a deep voice.

"The cruel officials of the Song Dynasty have many tricks, so just wait and enjoy the blessings."

The skinny old man's mouth was bleeding continuously and he could no longer reply.

Chen Xia looked up at the old immortal in the sky again, with a gloomy expression.

"I haven't even gone to find you, but you dared to find me first."

The old immortal said coldly: "There is only so much luck in the world, and there is no room for two immortals to ascend. Only by killing you can I pursue the great road."

Chen Xia glanced at the injured Huang Qingyue, her expression became increasingly gloomy, and she cursed at the old immortal.

"Old guy, you're looking for death."

The old immortal's expression was cold, his flying sword trembled under his feet, and his tone was filled with murderous intent.

"Take the human head from your neck and create my supreme immortal path!"

A transparent light shone between Chen Xia's eyes, covering the black eyes, stretched out his fingers in front of his mouth, made a silent gesture, and replied.

"You can only take your own head."

now.

The flying bird does not move.

Everyone's expressions froze.

Even the dust stayed in place, and the river stopped flowing for a period of time.

As Chen Xia walked around in it, all the points from thirty years were added to his strength, and a total of 115 strength values ​​were gathered into one punch.

Facing the old immortal's head.

Throw out a punch.

The birds moved and dust fell.

This punch hit.

The old immortal's eyebrows were full of horror. From his perspective, Chen Xia's speed was so fast that he couldn't understand it.

In addition to speed, there is also terrifying power.

Hundreds of meters exploded around the old immortal's body, and all the air was blown to pieces. His body instantly flew upside down, cutting through the thick clouds, and stopped thousands of meters away, colliding with the void, and bleeding all over his body!

Bloody flowers fell.

Chen Xia stood in the air with an indifferent expression. He raised his fists and stepped on the sky, walking toward the old immortal again.

He wants to tell the world.
Chapter completed!