Chapter 1869 The name of this city is changed, not Yanshan
"This old ghost is so shameless." Wushuang Shengjun secretly said, "Li Hanxue, how are you going to deal with it?"
Li Hanxue said: "Do you really think we are soft persimmons who can be manipulated as you please?"
Mr. Yanshan showed a hint of contempt: "Isn't it true? Do you think you are trying to set a record in the Thirteenth Pavilion of Archery, so you are so inflated that you think you can compete with me?"
Li Hanxue stretched out her right hand, and a white sword light slowly came out, "You may think that we can't do anything to you because you are a ninth-level dragon king. But what I want to tell you is that you are wrong, very wrong.
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Wuming drew his sword and used it, the sword flashed, and the Oniwu Seiyuen Blade was placed on Yanshanjun's neck.
Lord Yanshan had the intention of underestimating the enemy, so he did not think of avoiding Li Hanxue's sword.
"Jun Yanshan, hand over the Wangu Senluo Arrow! If not, after today, this city will change its surname and will no longer be called Yanshan!" Li Hanxue said coldly.
Mr. Yanshan sneered, "If you are brave enough, you can cut me down, but you only have this chance to use your sword."
"Are you sure you want me to do it?" Li Hanxue cut into Yanshanjun's body with a knife.
At first, Lord Yanshan thought that this was just an air blade condensed by Lord Long's power. Even if he stood and let Li Hanxue cut it, nothing might happen.
But the moment the white blade touched his skin, he knew he was wrong, very wrong.
A terrifying crisis that was enough to suffocate him hit his heart. Mr. Yanshan didn't know why, but he actually felt like he was going to die at any time!
It turns out that was the feeling of the longevity wheel collapsing!
Li Hanxue's sword cut off one million years of Yanshanjun's lifespan, leaving two million years of lifespan left.
The peerless saint's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked, "He has touched the power of time!"
"You...you actually have such power!" Lord Yanshan was shocked.
Li Hanxue said: "As long as you are not the Lord of Heaven, you are not qualified to talk about immortality in front of me! Hand over the Wangu Senluo Arrow to me, my patience is limited!"
The situation is stronger than others. Even if Yanshan Lord is stubborn, he does not dare to joke with his own life. He is a veteran Dragon Lord. He has lived for four million years and has three million years left. As long as his luck is not too bad,
Now that the world has changed greatly and opportunities have greatly increased, he will definitely have the opportunity to break through to the realm of the Heavenly King.
It's really not worth risking your life for a Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow.
"The Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow you want." Lord Yanshan opened the Dragon Lord and handed the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow to Li Hanxue's hand.
Li Hanxue took the Ten Thousand Bones Senluo Arrow and left Yanshan City with Wushuang Shengjun.
Li Hanxue was not afraid of Lord Yanshan chasing after him, because he knew Lord Yanshan did not have the courage. Even though Lord Yanshan was several levels stronger than Li Hanxue, if he wanted to kill Li Hanxue, it would be impossible for him not to let Li Hanxue get close to him.
As long as Li Hanxue gets close to Lord Yanshan, with just one blow of his sword, Lord Yanshan is in danger of falling.
Unless he could kill Li Hanxue directly without being hit by Li Hanxue, but this was obviously impossible.
Lord Yanshan had no choice but to watch Li Hanxue and Wushuang Shengjun leave, but there was nothing he could do.
"Um...cough..." After leaving Yanshan City for a million miles and arriving in the middle of a large desert, the Unparalleled Saint suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and coughed non-stop.
"Brother Wushuang, what's wrong with you?" Li Hanxue asked in shock.
"I'm fine." Wushuang Shengjun kept panting, his face was as pale as paper, and his condition was extremely bad. "I'll be fine after I rest for a while."
"I didn't expect that the Blood Sacrifice God Clan's moves were so vicious. After such a long time, your injury not only did not get better, it actually worsened." Li Hanxue said.
Wushuang Shengjun smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe it's because of my bad luck. Among the twelve people on Longhui Island, you and I may be the only ones who met the Son of God. Brother Li, I won't accompany you to the Ten Thousand Devouring Demon Dragon Clan."
.I must find a place to heal my wounds now, otherwise I will die!"
Li Hanxue said: "How about I help you find someone to treat you? I know a few masters who are proficient in medicine."
The Wushuang Saint shook his head, "No, no need. This injury on my body was left by the son of the God who sacrificed to the Blood God Clan. Basically no one can cure it. I can only save myself. Brother Li, you don't have to worry too much about me. If I
If I die, everything is destiny. If God does not kill me, I will live on forever."
Li Hanxue wanted Ruomeng to heal Wushuang Shengjun, but Wushuang Shengjun repeatedly refused, and Li Hanxue was not willing to force others to do anything.
"Brother Wushuang, just stay here and heal your wounds."
The Wushuang Sage nodded: "Take care along the way."
After Li Hanxue left the desert, Wushuang Shengjun rolled his eyes and fell directly into the desert.
Li Hanxue did not know the situation of the Wushuang Saint Lord because he had already left the desert. Li Hanxue looked back and said in his heart: "The coming of the Son of God will probably bring unprecedented catastrophe to the Nebula Continent. I killed Jialanwei
Sang, Emperor Yan is Jialanweisang’s master. After he returns, he will definitely try his best to find the murderer. Even if I can survive safely by then, he will also cause trouble for Xiao Kong, Xiao Wan, and Xue Ji.
If I can open up the heaven before Emperor Yan finds me and bring everyone in the Secret Martial Realm into the heaven, then I can relieve my worries."