"Gods cannot be killed, especially in Lingzhou."

This sentence, whether it is in Shushan Mountain, or even in the entire Kyushu cultivation realm, is like a letter of faith, alerting the monks who set foot in Lingzhou.

Even the Hidden Sword True Monarch, who had attacked Sheshan's old mother before, did not dare to kill him easily. This is not only to avoid the endless retaliation of the Heavenly Court, but also to prevent the sanctions of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover......

The Sword Killer looked vigilantly at the surging clouds and mist around him, and the already unbalanced scale in his heart began to continuously affect the Sword Killing Person's thoughts.

If the person who fought with him this time was really a god of the heavenly court: if the other party was just an ordinary priest, then the real person who killed the sword could have "killed by mistake" under the pretext of self-defense.

Even if the East Window incident happened afterwards, with the support of Shushan, let the soul search gamble, and the words of the real person who killed the sword would definitely not be wrong. The worst result is to be exiled back to Shushan and locked up for one hundred and eighty years.

But!

With a fierce light in his eyes and clenched his gums, it seemed that he was going to fight for his life at this time, but if you look closely, you will find that the murderous aura on the sword killing sword is no longer as awe-inspiring as Fang Cai.

"If this person is not an ordinary priest of the Heavenly Court, but ...... Born a god, not to mention whether he can beat it, even if he really kills it, then the consequences, even if it is Shushan, it is difficult to ensure my thoughtfulness......"

Secretly calculating in his heart, between thoughts, the killing intent in the heart of the sword killing real person has quickly subsided. He could almost conclude now that the person on the other side was definitely not the snake demon he was going to kill, and at the same time, it was definitely not the black dragon who had "taken away the Langya fragment" earlier.

Therefore, after analyzing the pros and cons, the scale in the heart of the Sword Killer has been completely tilted.

Escape!

"Whoosh-"

The flying sword was returned to the sheath, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and when Li Muyu was preparing to make a move, the series of running actions of the real sword killer really shocked Li Muyu.

"Are you trying to escape?"

His brows furrowed slightly, but in just an instant, Li Muyu guessed the reason why the Sword Killer escaped with the sword.

In this battle, in addition to not revealing his true body, Li Muyu's miraculous means before killing the sword real person were too much.

Although the Sword Killing True Person didn't know Li Muyu's true identity, as a "Sword Cultivation Senior" who was a full circle older than Li Muyu in bone age, the insight and vision of the Sword Killing True Person were too much compared to Li Muyu.

Even if in the past few hundred years, the Sword Killing True Man has never broken through to the Yuan Infant Stage because of the demons in his heart, but if you look at the richness of the real means, Li Muyu's inventory is definitely not comparable to the Sword Killing True Man who ran away.

"Whoosh-"

The sword qi disappeared, the white light fled far away, and seeing that the real person who killed the sword really left, Li Muyu, who was hiding behind the illusion, did not continue to kill them all.

"It's okay to escape, if I really continue to fight, I am not absolutely sure that I can really kill him here......"

Moreover, as a Shushan monk whose cultivation has reached the peak of the Dan period, Li Muyu is not sure whether Shushan will also have the means to track down the murderer. Therefore, in order to prevent being "monitored", Li Muyu hid behind the illusion from beginning to end, and did not see his true body by the real person who killed the sword.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the clouds and mist surged, the wind suddenly rose, and seeing that the real person of the sword had completely left, Li Muyu no longer continued to hide his figure. With a little thin clouds and a clear breeze, Li Muyu returned to the fog cave as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

"Shhhh

After returning to the fog cave, Li Muyu did not rush to meditate to recover his mana, but spread his palms slightly anxiously.

But at the moment when Li Muyu opened his palm, a black light suddenly appeared, and a hissing sound like a poisonous snake on the side came faintly from the black light in Li Muyu's palm.

"Thankfully, it's still in time."

With a long sigh of relief, he spread out with one hand and pinched the trick with the other, only to see that from Li Muyu's fingertips, a ball of blue flowing water quickly condensed, and with a flick, the ball of flowing water quickly surged to the black light in the palm of his hand, and the object that would make a snake sound was firmly wrapped inside.

"Condensation!"

The magic trick was lightly spitted, and when the black light and blue light rotated, the water mass reappeared, and under Li Muyu's spare no effort to seal it, the mass of items wrapped in the black light finally showed its original appearance.

"It is worthy of the old mother of Sheshan who has the title of poison, even if it is a snake tooth that has been sealed, its toxicity is not something I can easily control."

Cautiously sealed the poisonous fangs in his hand, and after confirming that there was no trace of poisonous gas leaking, Li Muyu quickly put the poisonous fangs into the Qiankun Ring.

"Although I can't use this thing to completely poison that sword cultivator, with this wisp of poisonous gas, at least he can no longer easily kill Sheshan for revenge in the past thirty years."

……

Thousands of miles away, after the Sword Killer Real Man galloped all the way to the sword, he finally initially broke away from the range of Sheshan Mountain and came to a mountain and open place.

"Humph! That snake demon is a good fate, and he can actually ask for the help of Heavenly Court. When I finish healing this time, I will definitely drain your soul to vent the hatred in my heart! ”

scolded secretly in his heart, the god who prevented him from killing Sheshan had been tacitly become the rescuer invited by Yun Ji by default.

Although I don't know why this snake demon can invite the gods of the heavenly court, the real person who kills the sword has already made up his mind and is determined to die in Lingzhou, waiting for the opportunity to kill with that blow.

"I don't believe it, that god can still save your life?"

Poof—

The throat was full of blood, and when the sword killing real person was angry, for no reason, a mouthful of black blood directly gushed up from his mouth and splattered out.

"What's going on?"

His complexion turned from white to blue, and when the Sword Killer Real Man spurted blood, two black gases appeared under the eyes of the Sword Killer True Man.

"It's a poisonous ......"

Hiss –

Just when the Sword Killer was panicking, suddenly, his neck hurt, and he saw a green snake with a body like a jade, viciously biting the neck of the Sword Killing Man, and he would not let go.

"Evil beast!"

Venom was injected, and the blood-soaked snake kiss quickly bounced off the tail of the sword killer's slightly stiff hand when it was about to grab it. Then, the green snake fell to the ground and transformed, and in front of the real person who killed the sword, it directly turned into a young woman covered with white veil.

"Sword Killing Immortal, long time no see."

Her eyes are as wonderful as water, and her voice is like a silver bell, but this beautiful face fell into the eyes of the real person who killed the sword, but it uncharacteristically aroused a monstrous murderous aura.

"It's you! It's you! ”

The anger was urgent, and the poisonous gas spread, as if it was the last straw that ignited the camel's death, and the real person who was originally standing on the flying sword fell directly.

Poof—

The blood spurted straight again, but it was different from the red color of Fang Cai, and the blood that spewed out of the mouth of the Sword Killer at this time was as black as ink.