Of course, the premise of this script is that the leader of the Kuang Tian Alliance is still saved......

In order to keep this witness who could justify his name, the Southern Immortal Imperial Sword took off and rushed away at the fastest speed that the space could bear, and after three breaths, he saw the battlefield between Zuo Zhenqing and the Red Lotus Priest.

It was above a circular mountain range, and the mountain cracked in the center, flowing a flaming molten slurry that reflected the figures of the two men burning red.

The power of the law of entering the holy realm destroys the mountains and the sea.

Even if it is affected even slightly, there are unpredictable dangers. Several of the Divine Powers who came with Zuo Zhenqing were either dead or fleeing, and there were several miserable corpses lying on the ground.

Nanming slowed down, and when he arrived, Zuo Zhenqing's situation was already not good.

A fist-sized hole of blood had opened in his lower abdomen, and although no blood was coming out, it continued to escape gray and black dead air.

If it is an ordinary injury, with the physical recovery power of entering the Holy Realm, it should have healed long ago and would not affect the movement.

However, looking at his pale face, red and purple lips, and covering his abdomen with his hands, it was obvious that he was not lightly injured.

Zuo Zhenqing is a martial artist.

He came from a sect called the Heavenly Holy Gate, and the Heavenly Holy Gate, ten thousand years ago, was the head of the righteous path in the cultivation world.

It is rumored that there are only three descendants of this sect in each generation, who inherit the three methods of martial arts of the ancestor - the royal way, the domineering way and the sophistication way.

Zuo Zhenqing's vein inherits the law of the royal road.

Its exercises are magnificent, the atmosphere is magnificent, and there is the wind of a king in every gesture, which makes people panic, as if they are fighting against heaven and earth, and they are invincible.

He also wielded the sword.

It's not one of the nine great gods in the world, it's just a mortal iron that has been handed down from 10,000 years ago to the present. After several generations of royal heirs, even if it is mortal iron, it has also become a divine soldier.

Nan Jing thought that if the rusty iron sword he picked up at the beginning had not been broken, after being used by himself for thousands of years, he might also be able to contain spirituality and incredible power.

Now with this sword of hatred, although it can be regarded as a handy, I always feel that I am missing a little bit of my own brand.

Perhaps, find someone to create a divine weapon specifically for yourself, or go to the legendary Heavenly Dao Sword Pool to take a trip. It is rumored that the divine soldiers choose their masters to live, and there are many in the sword pool that have not been pulled out, and there are many who have time to pull them out, and none of them dare to deny themselves as their masters......

"Another one to die?"

The Red Lotus priest glanced at Nan Ming, who had arrived in a hurry, and couldn't see through his cultivation, so he couldn't help frowning, secretly vigilant.

Later, seeing that he was covered in blood and seriously injured, he felt that it should just be a supernatural realm, and there was no threat, so he no longer cared about it. After all, there are still many methods in the cultivation world that can hide the aura and cover the cultivation.

"Zuo Alliance Master, it seems that your popularity is good, so many people have come to your funeral one after another. ”

His gaze only stayed on Nan Ming for a moment, then he turned back to face Zuo Zhenqing, and smiled weirdly, "So, you can go on the road with peace of mind." On Huangquan Road, it won't be lonely, hahahaha......"

Zuo Zhenqing ignored him, but glanced at Nan Ming and sighed: "You shouldn't have come." ”

"But I'm already here. ”

"You can still walk. ”

"I'm not leaving. ”

"Why bother, there is no chance of winning this battle, bring back the news of my defeat, let them return to Xuanwang City immediately, and I will buy time for you......"

Nanming responded with silence, as if he didn't know what to say.

Just for a moment, he silently drew his sword.

The Red Lotus priest was not in a hurry, and a gloomy smile hung on his face, like an eagle staring at its prey.

I thought that the mountains and rivers were exhausted, but I didn't expect that there was a demonic secret son ambushed by the side of the leader of the Kuangtian Alliance, and he suddenly attacked, and the situation suddenly turned in his favor.

He was confident that neither of them could escape from the palm of his hand, and after killing them, he would turn around and solve the remaining supernatural realms, and Xuanwangcheng would become a woman who stripped naked and let him ravage.

He couldn't wait.

“...... You're seriously injured, can you still do it?"

Zuo Zhenqing frowned.

Nan Ming's face was expressionless: "I can only use one sword." ”

A sword?

What's the use of that?

The Red Lotus priest almost couldn't help laughing, such a person who didn't know the height of the sky was the only one in his life.

Zuo Zhenqing sighed again.

I just thought that he was going to be martyred, although he was stupid, but this heroic and fearless courage was not exactly what the people in the world needed?

If he did leave, he would no longer be the Broken Army Sword Saint......

So Zuo Zhenqing didn't speak again, but concentrated and tried his best to get rid of the dead qi in his body.

The power of the law of death, which the Red Lotus priest excels at, penetrated into his body and suppressed the recovery of his injuries. He knew that the sooner he recovered, the more helpful he would be to the situation.

However, the other side will not give him much time.

The Red Lotus Priest flicked his five fingers, and the miserable green flames turned into long snakes, flying around his fingertips, and suddenly the snake's head was raised, and he took Zuo Zhenqing's head directly.

The latter's figure disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it was behind the Red Lotus priest.

As soon as the autumn water turned into a sword, it stabbed the back of the priest's heart.

The Red Lotus priest was not in a hurry, and his body rose with green flames, like thousands of fire snakes entangled in the sword light, but Zuo Zhenqing didn't seem to dare to let this green flame entangle, and immediately put away his sword and retreated.

His sword was originally the king's way, and it was the most powerful to hit directly from the front, and the sneak attack from behind was already inferior.

If he was not forced to do so, he would not want to make such a sword move.

At this time, I saw the green flame rise, and the fire snake collapsed into a rain of fire, falling like a big net, so that Zuo Zhenqing had to retreat again and again, the dark light in the eyes of the red lotus priest floated, and the gray and black death qi of the wound on his abdomen suddenly exploded, instantly invading the heart.

"Hmm!"

Zuo Zhenqing let out a muffled snort, covered his chest and fell to the ground.

He didn't expect that these dead qi were not rootless duckweed, but could also be manipulated by the Red Lotus priest, and he had not been in trouble before, just waiting for the opportunity......

Now's your chance.

His heart was damaged, and he couldn't move for a while, so he could only watch the rain of fire coming towards him.

This rain of fire is extraordinary, it is a filthy fire containing the power of the law, corroding the weapon and soul, and it is a great trouble to get a little bit of it - the wound on his abdomen has not healed for a long time because of the yin qi left after the filthy fire burns.

At this moment, Nan Ming took out his sword.

He said that he could only use one sword.

Therefore, this sword must be a peerless sword, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

He used a little bit of force.

Everything in the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, and then shattered, and the tip of the sword seemed to pierce into some invisible membrane, transcending sound and light, and even beyond the boundaries of thought......

"Boom!"

The Red Lotus priest heard his own heartbeat.

It seemed to be slow, slow, and after a long time, no sound was heard.

And time seems to have slowed down, the surrounding scene was pulled into a blur, and in his eyes, he could only see a light.

A stunning sword light!