"I think, we can talk about the conditions," faced with the death cover, even if it was such a strong person as Emperor Shakti, he finally made concessions.

The corners of Xiao Jiange's mouth curled, the murderous aura in his eyes was gone, and he got up calmly and raised his hand gently.

Suddenly, the aura on Jiang Jiuhuang and Chen Wufeng's bodies converged invariably.

"You, how dare you deceive me!" said Emperor Shakti, whose eyes suddenly froze, turned ugly, and gritted his teeth.

Jiang Jiuhuang and Chen Wufeng both showed a cunning smile.

Xiao Jiange calmed down, looked at Emperor Shitian lightly and said, "I didn't deceive you, if Your Excellency wants to tear your face, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to change your life for a life."

"Although I am a descendant of martial arts, I am only a martial artist of the four heavens of the Condensing God Realm, but you must know that Your Excellency is the master of the evil pit of the dignified forces, but the Venerable of the Six Heavens of the Condensation Realm. ”

"The heir of the martial idiot is dead, and then you can find it, but what about the death of the master of the pit of sin?"

"What's more, isn't it cost-effective to exchange the life of the Four Heavens of the Condensation Realm for the life of a Sixth Heaven of the Condensing Realm?"

"Taking a step back, Your Excellency's cultivation has finally reached such a realm in your life, is it really willing to die here today?"

"It's not easy to practice, life is even more rare, whether it's life or death, the decision is only in your hands, and I was forced to be helpless from beginning to end. ”

Xiao Jiange sighed faintly, every word was a step, and with every sentence and every step fell, it was like a giant hammer hitting Emperor Shakti's heart, and every sentence was in his heart.

Jiang Jiuhuang smiled with his beard, his eyes showed appreciation, and Chen Wufeng's eyes bloomed with hope.

"Alas, you have the guts," Emperor Shakti couldn't help but sigh after being silent for a moment, indeed, even if the fish died and the net was broken and Xiao Jiange's life was replaced, he would eventually die.

If there is a way to live, why go to the road of death?

"Ha, I don't have anything, the most important thing is courage, life is a lonely courage in the world, even if it is death, what does it matter?"

"Tell me, what conditions do you have to negotiate before you are willing to take a step back. Shakti said slowly.

"It's very simple, I just want the mourning sword in your hand!" Xiao Jiange said indifferently, showing the ultimate purpose of his trip.

"Hmm, do you really think I'm stupid, if I hand over the mourning sword to you, I'm afraid I'll lose even the capital to exchange my life. Hearing this, Emperor Shakti's eyes froze, and a slight anger appeared.

"Naturally, I don't want you to hand it over," Xiao Jiange shook his head.

"Since it is a condition that you talk about it while you have a chance to live, all I want is to exchange the death sword in your hand, that's all. Xiao Jiange said slowly.

"Exchange the Ghost and God Jian for your Death Sword!" Xiao Jiange attracted the Ghost and God Jian and floated in front of him, saying slowly.

"Huh?" said Shakti, his face incredulous.

"That's all?"

"That's all, both are magic weapons, and both are ghosts and gods, and the power of the two is comparable, so it's fair to trade like this. Xiao Jiange said slowly.

"Hmm, after exchanging you, you can let us leave today?" asked Emperor Shakti questioningly, really having a little fear of Xiao Jiange in his heart, and from beginning to end, he forced himself into his trap step by step.

"Naturally. Xiao Jiange waved his sleeves and swept the Ghost God Jian in front of Emperor Shakti.

Emperor Shakti looked at the ghost and god illustrated book floating in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he became a little restless.

"I know what you're thinking, even if you take the opportunity to take it for yourself, what's the matter?

"Even if I die today, what if you are seriously injured and escape? Do you think that the righteous path of the world will let go of such a great opportunity?"

Xiao Jiange said lightly, calmly. New book bag network

Emperor Shakti was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly there was a cold sweat behind his back, it turned out that he was still unconsciously pinched to death by Xiao Jiange.

Indeed, the reason why he was able to do evil in the Reckless Mountain Range and make the righteous path helpless was that he occupied the terrain of the Forgiveness Ghost Pan and the Reckless Mountain Range, plus the gathering of the major demon beasts in it, if he really wanted to fight a battle, it was inevitable that he would be seriously injured, and he might even fall into the realm, and he couldn't control the Seven Heavenly Demon Beasts for a while, and he would still be unable to escape death if the righteous path attacked him again.

Shakti's eyes flickered, and the more he pondered, the more frightened he became.

It turned out that his appearance here was already within Xiao Jiange's calculations.

"Okay, change it!" Emperor Shi Tian gritted his teeth, and also threw the mourning sword in his hand into Xiao Jiange's hand, and at the same time fled towards the Savage Mountain Range with the nameless figure of the sword.

As long as you return to the Barren Mountain Range, you can still do evil.

"Sizzle" Xiao Jiange caught the mourning sword, and the mourning sword suddenly let out a sword sound.

Jiang Jiuhuang and Chen Wufeng did not make any moves in the face of Emperor Shakti's escape.

Today's changes were all due to their accidents, and they didn't expect Xiao Jiange to be able to do such an amazing thing.

After all, if Emperor Shakti is really forced to be anxious, with Emperor Shakti's temperament, he will definitely change Xiao Jiange's life.

This is the scene that Jiang Jiuhuang and Chen Wufeng don't want to see the most.

After all, it is a matter of the overall situation, both of them have a good measure, and it is indeed a good time to kill the Emperor Shakti, but if Xiao Jiange dies, then Mu Qingyi's century-old layout will be nullified, and Mu Qingyi's layout is well known to both of them, and it is aimed at the entire Demon Sect.

Compared to the entire Demon Cult, one Emperor Shakti is naturally the latter more important.

As the two left, Jian Wuming glanced back at Xiao Jiange deeply.

Xiao Jiange also looked at the departing sword nameless, only to see the sword nameless's lips move slightly, Xiao Jiange was shocked when he saw such a scene, and then he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and a relieved smile appeared in his eyes.

As the Emperor Shakti and the sword left Nameless, the entire dense forest fell silent.

Jiang Jiuhuang and Chen Wufeng both dispersed their own breath.

Xiao Jiange's heart suddenly relaxed, his body was a little weak, and he sat on the ground involuntarily, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he held the mourning sword in his arms with a palpitating look on his face.

"Whew, whew, whew" Xiao Jiange gasped heavily, only feeling exhausted, as if he had experienced a big battle.

It was too terrifying, Xiao Jiange felt how easy it was to die for the first time, you must know that you were pretending to be under the aura of the three Venerables, the words and murderous aura that Emperor Shakti said before really made Xiao Jiange feel the call of death, and he did have the heart of death just now.

Fortunately, he didn't die, thinking of this, Xiao Jiange couldn't help but burst into tears, and the tears fell for the first time.

When a person has hope for life, how can he easily ask for death, and how can Xiao Jiange give up life when he is full of hope for the future?

Xiao Jiange was terrified, what would happen if Tang Fengqing died? What should I do with the tens of thousands of unjust souls in Xiao Mansion? What should I do with my own blood hatred?

Jiang Jiuhuang looked at Xiao Jiange, who was sitting on the ground with mixed feelings, as if he had seen the martial idiot of the past, that person was also crazy, daring to sacrifice for the righteous path.

Chen Wufeng looked at the mourning sword in Xiao Jiange's arms, his eyes were complicated, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help but sigh, "Why bother?"

Even if it was dusty Wufeng, it was unbelievable that Xiao Jiange would make such a crazy move for the sake of losing the sword, and would not hesitate to risk his death for a sword that had nothing to do with him, and would not hesitate to face the overlord of the previous party, a generation of Venerables.

Xiao Jiange's mood slowly calmed down, he slowly got up, and raised the mourning sword in his hand, looking in a trance.

The slightest ray of sunlight shines through, and the dense leaves are sprinkled between them, shining on the simple sword body of the mourning sword, causing a golden ripple.

"I just don't want this sword to be dusted, and I don't want the will of my ancestors to be buried. ”

Xiao Jiange's eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't help but say.

In the obscurity of his eyes, he seemed to see the figures of tens of thousands of people in the Xiao Mansion on this mourning sword.