Ling Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, but he didn't have time to rescue Meng Jingxian at all, because behind him, there was an extremely sharp cold light stabbing at him, and the blade had not yet arrived, but the cold aura emanating from it made Ling Hong fall into an ice cellar, and at this moment, Ling Hong found that his body had fallen into a terrible stiffness, and he was unconsciously restricted by the other party's movement.

As if it was the sneer of the god of death, the shadow was wrapped in a blade and cut directly towards Ling Hong's neck, if this blow was implemented, then there was no doubt that Ling Hong's head would no longer belong to him.

Rumble!

At this moment, a large number of white light path carvings suddenly spread out of Ling Hong's whole body, and dense loops appeared all over his body, even on his face, which was instantly covered by the light path.

The confined stiffness disappeared, and the other party didn't seem to expect that Ling Hong still had the power to fight back at this moment, the blade fluctuated slightly, but it didn't change in the slightest, it still crossed a beautiful arc, and went straight to Ling Hong's neck.

As if he was mocking Ling Hong, even if he could break free from his stiffness, he couldn't avoid his assassination, and he didn't even bother to change the route of his attack.

It's a pity that Ling Hong is not an ordinary person, maybe for other people who are killed, such an attack is impossible to dodge, but for Ling Hong, for the Southern Dipper Divine Envoy of [Xiao], this blow can't kill him with one blow!

Airplanes!

Ling Hong's right hand appeared directly in front of him without warning, and his entire right index finger was covered by white light in an instant, as if it was completely condensed by light, and pointed directly at the dagger that stabbed him.

Rumble!

A terrifying buzz erupted, and the dagger in the shadow was poked by Ling Hong's finger, and a large amount of light spiritual power exploded in an instant, killing through the dagger towards the shadow behind.

However, that shadow seemed to be aware of the danger in advance, and at the moment when Ling Hong's divine light pointed over, it actually collected some strength, and retreated towards the rear as soon as it collided.

However, obviously, he still underestimated the power of Ling Hong's Divine Light Finger, the first time this move appeared in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he pointed out and killed Song Hongbing in the Yuan Infant Stage and nearly two thousand other monks, although everyone didn't know what Ling Hong got on the seventh layer of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but obviously, this Divine Light Finger was very likely to be the secret book there, and judging from the grade of each layer of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it was not surprising that this was a saint-level secret codex!

At this moment, even if it can't exert much power in a hurry, it is definitely a very terrifying attack.

A muffled snort came from the shadows, and the terrifying light and spiritual power made the shape of the shadow solidify a lot, but it still didn't fully reveal what the hell it was.

Just as Ling Hong was about to continue the pursuit, the shadow did not have any intention of touching Ling Hong again, and directly used Ling Hong's power to retreat into the woods and disappear.

On Ling Hong's right index finger, a terrifying crack was gurgling with blood, wrapped in the light carvings that followed.

On the other side, the moment the arm with the Beizi ring was cut off, a suppressed low roar came out.

"Dance of Death!"

In an instant, Meng Jingxian's disappeared figure reappeared in the battlefield, but it was not an entity, but a phantom, like a god of death, stepping on strange steps, flashing rapidly between the distances, tossing and turning, the cold front dagger The cold cold front slashed from time to time, and the rich dark aura burst out, instantly centering on an origin point, turning into a black sphere with a radius of three meters, enveloping Meng Jingxian himself and the person who sneaked up on him.

However, in the next moment, a shadow flashed from the black orb, and without the slightest hesitation, it disappeared into the trees in succession, as if it had never appeared at all.

All of this happened too quickly, the assassination of Ling Hong and Meng Jingxian was launched almost at the same time, and from the beginning to the end, the whole process was not even three breaths, and by the time the two of them reacted, there was no trace of anything around, only a wisp of breeze blowing, bringing a stronger smell of blood.

Poof!

The black ball of light disappeared, Meng Jingxian was sweating profusely and looked pained, holding the Hanfeng dagger in his right hand, and fell directly to the ground, his left shoulder was completely cut by someone with a dagger, the section was smooth, and the blood was raging.

"Amazing!" Ling Hong flashed over, rolled his right hand, and took Meng Jingxian's severed arm and directly connected it to the wound on his left shoulder, and at the same time, a rich aura of light erupted, and began to treat Meng Jingxian's injury.

Meng Jingxian gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulged, and he didn't say a word, but the sweat on his face crackled on the ground like a waterfall.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, and even at the moment when his arm was severed, he didn't cry out because of the pain.

After half a ring, the light spiritual power on Ling Hong's body converged, and he looked at Meng Jingxian, who was pale and like he had been fished out of the water, and said, "It's not a big deal, rest for a while, I promise you won't leave any sequelae!" ”

In fact, if it weren't for the conflict between the light spiritual power and Meng Jingxian's dark spiritual power, with Ling Hong's cultivation in the light attribute, Meng Jingxian would have been able to heal directly, but in case of any accidents, Ling Hong still chose conservative treatment and tried not to conflict with the dark spiritual power as much as possible.

"Huh...... Hehe...... There's a wet nurse around...... That's it! Meng Jingxian's pale face squeezed out an ugly smile, and said half-jokingly.

Ling Hong was not annoyed, but just looked at Meng Jingxian with a calm face.

"The two shadows just now are extremely terrifying assassins, specializing in assassination, they can't hit a single blow, and then they don't make any plans, they retreat directly, even if they have the strength to fight with us, they don't continue to kill them, it's very terrifying!" Ling Hong opened his mouth and said, as if he was comforting Meng Jingxian, and as if he was talking to himself.

"If they choose to continue fighting, I'm afraid...... I can't survive......" Meng Jingxian's hand pressed on the ground, slowly tightened, and the joints turned white.

Indeed, in that kind of battle just now, he had already used all his abilities in an instant, the King-level Secret Codex Death Dance, the Cold Edge Dagger, the Dark Touch, all of them he burst out as much as possible, but unfortunately, he couldn't hurt that shadow much in the end, which can be seen from the calm departure of others.

In the final analysis, his strength is too weak, and the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period is not enough to see in this immortal mansion, even if he has a dark attribute and a king-level secret book, an assassin of that level, as long as he makes up his mind to kill him, he has little room for resistance, and in the end there is only a dead end.

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