At the same time that Yegtos responded to Chen Jing's entrustment, Kui Nan and his party had just met Zhao Pseudoxian.

Seeing this damn ancient alchemist behead Ryan with a sword, he even deliberately crushed Ryan's head with his foot after he succeeded.

Kui Nan's eyes turned red instantly.

Not because of sadness, just pure anger.

In her opinion, Ryan resembles the little brother she carried.

If someone has his head cut off if he is not as good as a person, there is nothing to say.

But if you are cut down, you will be insulted...... That's a bit excessive.

"I can't run away, let's fight."

Yan Que had already grabbed the staff and sword and rushed forward, his steps were as light and elegant as a deer in the forest, and in an instant, he came to Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's side and stabbed with his sword.

This sword.

In addition to the ferocity, the angle is also extremely tricky.

But Zhao Pseudo-Immortal only sneered disdainfully when he saw it.

He neither dodged nor counterattacked, but took the sword without moving.

Yan Que's staff and sword stopped after piercing the robes.

The tip of the sword was bent the moment it touched Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's skin, and Yan Que only felt that it was not Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's body that he had struck, but an indestructible piece of hard metal......

Without waiting for Zhao Pseudo-Immortal to fight back, Kui Nan pounced from behind.

Although without the blessing of sequence power, her combat effectiveness is not one in ten, but it is undeniable that she still has a lot of experience in street fighting, and it is not unheard of cases of defeating the strong with the weak.

For example, now.

Kui Nan felt that she had a slight chance to win.

Because before Zhao Pseudo-Immortal could react, she locked Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's neck from behind and began to strangle in the most familiar posture......

This time, Zhao Pseudo-Xian did not fight back.

Instead, he stood motionless and let Kui Nan toss.

He felt that he didn't feel the grudge of killing these people directly at this time.

They should be given a glimmer of hope and then utter despair.

By that time......

"Are you stupid!" Yan Que couldn't help but scold, "The bodies of these Fangshi have been transformed by biotechnology!" They don't have to breathe at all! ”

“？”

Hearing this, Kui Nan suddenly realized.

No wonder this grandson has been locked in his throat for a long time and has no intention of falling.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal stretched out his right hand behind his back, grabbed Kui Nan's arm suddenly, and smashed her out with a horizontal flick.

Knocking off two big trees with thick bowls one after another, Kui Nan fell silently into the bushes, and the corners of his mouth were full of overflowing blood.

She didn't feel scared or nervous at this moment, just a little frustrated...... How strong Lao Tzu was before entering this secret realm!

But now?

Breaking two trees won't work!

The bones are broken.

The internal organs were also injured.

"It's not easy to be an ordinary person...... Kui Nan struggled to get up, coughed twice, and spat the blood in his mouth on the ground with a snort.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal watched this scene with interest, completely indifferent to the words that secretly circled behind him.

It's just that at the moment when Yan Que shot again, he put his right hand behind his back without looking back......

With a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

The sword that Yan Que stabbed at him again was caught between his fingertips with only two fingers.

Until this time.

Yan Que realized that the ancient monks were different from the monks in the Hanging City.

At least for an ancient alchemist like the one in front of him, he focused more on the performance aspect of his own transformation than on how strange it looked...... Of course, it may also be that the bionic technology in the era when Gu Fangshi lived was not yet mature.

His fingers were not so much fingers as a few white jade pillars with blurred outlines and no knuckles.

"In this secret place...... I'm invincible......"

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal said with a sneer, and then glanced at Ryan's head.

At this moment, the soul fire in Ryan's eyes was still not extinguished.

But look at the dim color and the little flames that seem to be extinguished when the wind blows......

I don't think it will take long.

Ryan might have to die.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now, I'm going to take you to the palace, to that little brute...... I'm going to let him see with his own eyes how I tortured them to death. ”

Zhao Pseudoxian's two fingers were as firm as a vice, clamping the tip of Yan Que's sword tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't pull it out.

The next second.

As soon as he raised his hand seemingly lightly, Yan Que's staff and sword instantly came out of his hand.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal was ready to clean up the Yanque like Kui Nan.

Beat her to incapacitation first, and then take them with you.

And yet at this moment.

Zhao Pseudo-Immortal only felt a piercing chill coming from behind him, and then he smelled a ...... without warning The smell of this world is long overdue.

That was the old days.

A smell peculiar to a particular ethnic group.

Like an old book or moldy wood.

"Blasphemer."

When Zhao Pseudo-Immortal looked back at the sound, he didn't know when it started...... In the shadow of the trees, a burly, towering figure stood.

The dark golden armor was covered with thick bloodstains.

The cloak with the Yellow King totem on his back has long been tattered.

A cross-broadsword, which exuded a dead aura, was stuck in the ground.

It's like a tombstone.

"I don't know if your life is of any use to the coronation of the 'king'......"

The voice of speech came from under the armor mask.

But through the open mask, Zhao Pseudo-Immortal couldn't see the human face, only saw a cluster of black flames burning silently inside.

"You...... You should be dead......"

Zhao Pseudoxian's face, which was as stiff as a plastic model, showed an expression called horror.

"You should know that we are not going to die."

"But your Yellow Kings have fallen!" Zhao Pseudo-Immortal almost shouted hysterically, "It is impossible for deep space to shelter you anymore!" After the death of the Yellow King, all the dependents will follow......"

"Sleep."

Yegtos interrupted Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's words, and then turned his head and looked around for a while.

He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that everyone here was still alive.

"I'll take you back first."

Jegtos suddenly pulled out the cross-broadsword inserted in the ground, and the dark golden spells and totems on the sword were shining with a slightly dim light at this moment.

"You're dressed up...... I've seen ...... You are a hunter of deep space! ”

"Insightful." Jegotos complimented.

"Watch the deep space and hunt down heretics...... Many of my initiates have died at the hands of you hunters! ”

Yegtos didn't care about Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's tone of hatred.

He held the hilt of the sword with one hand, slowly raised the cross broadsword in his hand, and then smashed it towards Zhao Pseudo-Immortal with lightning speed......

Yes.

Smash.

It's like throwing a javelin.

With a terrible scream.

The air along the way and the long sword in Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's hand were all split in two by it.

When the broadsword was inserted head-on into Zhao Pseudo-Immortal's body.

Jegtos had already walked over to Ryan's "corpse" with a heavy heart.

It picked up the cracked skull and studied it suspiciously.

"This is also the family and friends of 'Wang'?"

"This ......"

"What if I die......

【Refined】

There are a total of thirteen tips and mores, according to the chronological order of the tips, today is the first one.

There will be it tomorrow~

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