Chapter 452: Eighty-Nine Xuangong

In Mu Lingyu's shocked gaze, the blue-scaled python was cut in two by Yang Jian.

Su Ji was soaked in snake blood, stepping on the blood-colored Taiji diagram, floating in mid-air.

Mu Lingyu couldn't help but look gloomy, just now Su Ji did not hesitate to sacrifice the green snake that had followed him for many years in order to exchange for his own life.

Yang Jian secretly sighed, and had to admit that Su Ji was the first mortal to catch his sword, and he would inevitably be discussed by the world in the future. However, Yang Jian didn't care. Because he knew that when the world talked about it in the future, it would be said that there was once a mortal who caught himself four times, but in the end he became a dead soul under the sword. The last knife categorically cannot leave this peerless bane again.

At this time, Su Ji's figure was completely exposed to Yang Jian's line of sight, and he could only take the other party's next knife.

Seeing Yang Jian raise the knife for the fifth time, the wine fairy, the weaving fairy, and the naughty fairy all changed color, and a heart hung in the air.

The last sword was not as violent as the one just now, but was condensed on the blade by a scorching force like the sun, and the light was so dazzling that it was difficult to open one's eyes. A battle knife that slays demons and destroys gods, and strikes at Su Ji head-on!

At the same time, Su Ji urged the Thunder Channeling Technique, Samadhi True Fire, and Xuanshui True Technique, and conjured up the Taiji Diagram in the three colors of Purple Thunder, Red Fire, and Blue Ice respectively to resist the oncoming light knife.

Click!

The Taiji diagram made a sound of shattering, and it suddenly dispersed into a blood mist. Su Ji was bounced away by the air flow that broke the formation, and the whole person flew out upside down. An overwhelming force made Su Ji feel a tremor from his soul, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Jian shattered Su Ji's three Taiji diagrams with just his sword qi. Su Ji felt the disparity in strength, with his current cultivation in the face of such a powerful enemy, he was powerless at all, and there was already a situation where there was nothing to hide.

The three immortals of the earth were struggling to contain the big fireball that imprisoned Nezha, and they were about to reach the limit of collapse, and they could only watch as a strong light pierced Su Ji.

Quietly, a figure dressed in white like snow floated through the sky.

Under the strong light, Mu Lingyu's pale cheeks became more and more bloodless.

"Master Su, I'm sorry. ”

Quietly appearing behind Su Ji, Mu Lingyu's expression was poignant, and he said softly:

"On the night of the dog, what I promised you couldn't be fulfilled......"

Su Ji suddenly turned his head and saw Mu Lingyu's figure standing with his back to the light, looking at himself with moist eyes, and a white hand slowly raised. Su Ji felt a warm current push himself away. The warm current carried her breath, reminding Su Ji of the twilight dynasty in the years.

The face of the fairy in the wine was bloodless, the weaving fairy woman and the naughty fairy were all trembling slightly, and Mu Lingyu wanted to sacrifice himself to save Su Ji.

Heaven and earth seem to be quiet.

All the light disappeared, and a knife suddenly stopped in front of Mu Lingyu.

"I promised him not to kill you. ”

Mu Lingyu's face was overjoyed, and he immediately saw a flash of white light.

The Roaring Sky Dog appeared behind Su Ji, and Yang Jian's voice came out of his mouth:

“...... But you must die!"

As he spoke, the Roaring Sky Dog turned into the appearance of Erlang God Yang Jian, and a palm pierced through Su Ji's chest, and blood mist erupted from his chest. A cyclone gushed out from the tips of his five fingers, submerging Su Ji's body like a stormy wave! After a violent cyclone raged, Su Ji was completely skinless, slowly lowered his head, and a bloody palm pierced out of his chest.

Erlang God Yang Jian's last knife is not a three-pointed two-edged knife, but a hand knife.

The three immortals of the earth were all shocked, as long as Yang Jian's hand was withdrawn, Su Ji would definitely die.

Mu Lingyu's eyes froze, as if the whole person was frozen.

Yang Jian's bloody palm, drop by drop of blood fell. Dripping onto the faces of several mortals on the ground, they all looked up, and looked at each other for a while, only to see Su Jiding motionless in the air, but he didn't lose sight of Erlang God Yang Jian.

At this time, in front of and behind Su Ji's body, there were two identical Yang Jian.

Call!

With a gust of wind blowing, Yang Jian in front of Su Ji turned into a white-haired dog, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife in his mouth.

The Weaver Fairy Woman suddenly realized that Yang Jian, who was holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife, was transformed into a Roaring Heavenly Dog, and the real Yang Jian used Eight or Nine Xuangong to transform into the appearance of a Roaring Heavenly Dog, and went around behind to attack Su Ji.

Yang Jian thought in advance that Mu Lingyu might block the knife for Su Ji, so he came up with such a method, which would not kill Mu Lingyu against the agreement, but also cause Su Ji to die. As he expected, Mu Lingyu only focused on guarding against the oncoming knife, but he didn't notice the disappearing Roaring Sky Dog.

The angry green tendons on the forehead of the wine immortal suddenly rose up, and he couldn't imagine that the dignified Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch would actually sneak attack an unsuspecting mortal from behind.

"Does it still hurt?"

A faint sound came from Su Ji's bleeding mouth.

"What did you say?" Yang Jian was slightly stunned.

"You just ...... When you become a dog...... My green snake bites you to the root of your life...... Does it still hurt?"

Yang Jian was annoyed and ashamed, and shouted: "Death is coming, and you can still take advantage of your tongue!"

The corners of Su Ji's mouth rose slightly, and he said in a low voice: "My snake will not die in vain, the snake that bites you is poisonous." ”

Yang Jian said disdainfully: "Do you think that a god will harm the snake venom of the mortal world?"

"That's no ordinary snake venom. That's the dragon snake I fed with the five poisons of Xuanmen. ”

"The Five Poisons of Xuanmen?" Yang Jian's face changed slightly, the Five Poisons of Xuanmen are the deadliest poisons in heaven and earth, even if they are immortals, they will not help.

Su Ji said: "You don't have to be afraid. Its poison will not kill you, it will only make you lose your children and grandchildren, and you will lose your qualification to be a man forever. ”

Yang Jian's gaze was obviously shaken, because he really felt a faint pain in his lower body.

Su Ji said with a smile: "However, I once heard a Qingqiu fox say that when people cultivate to the realm of sanctification like yours, they have long been connected by yin and yang, regardless of men and women. It's a pity, your title of 'Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun' is afraid that it will be changed to, Qingyuan Miaodao Fairy, Second Milk God Yang Jian, hahahaha!"

Yang Jian trembled and said, "You...... You despicable mortal!"

Su Ji joked: "No matter how despicable I am, I will not turn into a dog to sneak up on mortals." ”

Yang Jian's face was like a piece of red-hot iron, and after hesitating for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "As long as you promise to help me detoxify, I can keep you from dying and not kill your four friends." I, Yang Jian, said the same. ”

Su Ji groaned, "...... Even if you don't kill Miss Mu, Nezha won't let her go, unless you keep her from dying, I won't agree. ”

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, "You don't have to bully people too much!"

"I have deceived God too much...... You're not human......"

Su Ji coughed twice, his right hand tightly grasped the bloody palm that came out of his chest, and his left hand formed an eight-door golden lock seal.

"Knot!"

As he spoke, the blood mist that flooded Su Ji's body gathered and rose, condensing into many Taiji diagrams in the air. On the ethereal suspended Taiji diagram, the two intersecting yin and yang fish separated, linked to each other's tails, and connected into a dark red chain, instantly binding Yang Jian's whole body!

"Blood-Turning Formation?" the Naughty Boy Fairy let out an exclamation, seeing that it was the last change in the Blood-Turning Array.

"That's not an ordinary blood-turning formation...... Weaving Immortal Po's eyes showed a look of surprise, and said, "He used the Western Sect's vein interception method to connect himself with Yang Jian's death hole, does he want to die together?"

Jiu Zhongxian looked at Su Ji and said, "There is also the enchantment of Zhen Yuanzi, what does he want to do?"

While the three immortals were speaking, the burning fireball vibrated violently, and Nezha was about to break out of the encirclement!