Chapter 442 Death of Xing Liren

Xing Liren's face gradually darkened. He was furious because he could not kill Song Wen.

This battle was not just about hunting a mouse, but about his face.

He was the eldest son of the Xing family, a late Jindan cultivator, but he could not defeat an early Jindan cultivator. If this got out, how could he save his face?

"Die!"

Xing Liren roared.

As he shouted, the cold light mirror became colder, and a huge ice spear several feet thick slowly condensed out.

The ice spear shot out instantly, making a sharp whistle.

Wherever it passed, ice quickly condensed, as if even the air was frozen.

The speed of the ice spear was extremely fast, crossing the space like lightning, and it came behind Song Wen in an instant.

The silver firebird seemed to have consumed too much spiritual flame, and its breath became much weaker.

It seemed to have intelligence, knowing that it could not resist the ice spear, and automatically drilled into Song Wen's dantian.

"This place is dozens of miles away from the square. It's time to show some real skills." Song Wen thought to himself.

Xing Liren was chasing him, and he wanted to kill him. He was also thinking about the Tianling Pill on Xing Liren.

Two figures suddenly appeared on both sides of Song Wen.

The silver corpse took the brunt and took the initiative to meet the ice spear.

The ghost king followed closely with a giant sword in his hand.

The silver corpse had no expression on his face, and his body was as fast as lightning. In an instant, he met the ice spear.

It was shining with silver light, as if wearing an indestructible armor.

The silver corpse grabbed the ice spear with one claw, and a powerful corpse evil spirit gushed out from the silver corpse's palm.

However, this ice spear was Xing Liren's last trick, and its power was terrifying.

As soon as the silver corpse's corpse evil spirit touched the ice spear, it was eroded by the biting cold and instantly dissipated.

The ice spear continued to move forward and pierced the silver corpse's chest.

The silver corpse swayed, and although it tried its best to dodge, it was still hit on the shoulder by the ice spear.

Suddenly, the cold air invaded the body of the silver corpse, and a layer of solid ice condensed on the surface of the silver corpse. At the same time, the silver corpse was also knocked away.

At this moment, the ghost king held a giant sword and swung the sword to cut the ice spear.

The giant sword was surrounded by dark ghost energy, as if it carried a strong breath of death.

The hardness and coldness of the ice spear were beyond imagination. When the ghost sword cut it, it actually made a sound of metal clashing.

A huge recoil force came, and the ghost king was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

The ice spear slowed down slightly under the attack of the silver corpse and the ghost king, but it continued to shoot forward.

Song Wen's face changed slightly. The bottom trick used by Xing Liren was more powerful than he expected.

The gap between him and Xing Liren in the realm of cultivation was too big, and ordinary tricks could hardly threaten the other party.

Song Wen sacrificed a ten-foot-high Xuanhuang Pagoda.

The moment the pagoda collided with the ice spear, the pagoda was easily knocked away, and it was unable to stop the ice spear at all.

Then, a large amount of black evil spirit surged out of Song Wen's body, quickly condensed into a huge black palm, and slapped the ice spear fiercely.

This is the secret method in the "Evil Ghost Book".

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the black giant palm instantly collapsed.

The speed of the ice spear slowed down slightly!

A green bell condensed on Song Wen's body.

The ice spear pierced the bell.

The bell rang sadly!

The bell only lasted for a short moment before it collapsed.

At this point, Song Wen seemed to have exhausted all his means, and he was at the end of his rope.

He widened his eyes, revealing deep fear and despair.

Xing Liren's smug smile revealed a bit of contempt.

A mouse is a mouse, no matter how many means it has, it will eventually escape the hands of the hunter.

Just when he was expecting Song Wen to die under the ice spear, he suddenly became alert.

He sensed a tiny poisonous insect attacking from behind.

Xing Liren was startled. The poisonous insect was extremely fast and was only a few feet away from him.

If it were normal days, with his cultivation and alertness, he would have been able to find the poisonous insect long ago.

However, at this moment, he was too proud and a little careless.

At this time, it was too late to activate the cold light mirror for defense.

Xing Liren could only condense a mana shield to resist the poisonous insect.

The mana shield had just lit up, and the shadow insect suddenly became the size of a basin and hit the shield fiercely.

The shield flickered, but was not broken.

But the shadow insect's jaws were as sharp as a knife, constantly cutting the shield, and the shield was shaky.

"Get out!"

Xing Liren suddenly had a long sword in his hand.

He swung the long sword and turned to cut the shadow insect.

The shadow insect suddenly became smaller and barely avoided the long sword, but at the last moment, it bit through Xing Liren's mana shield.

Xing Liren's all-out sword strike missed, and he lost his balance and stumbled.

Before he could stabilize himself, a figure flashed behind him.

Song Wen, who should have been smashed to pieces by the ice spear, appeared behind him like a ghost.

Song Wen held a long knife in his hand, his eyes as cold as ice.

He thrust his right hand forward, and the Xuanshuang knife stabbed into Xing Liren's lower back like a cold light.

In the crisis of life and death, Xing Liren burst out with a strong desire to survive.

He endured the pain and grasped the long knife that pierced into his body with his right hand. Even though his palm was injured by the sharp knife and blood and flesh flew, he did not dare to relax at all.

At the same time, a yellow talisman appeared in his left hand, which was the "Zanpaku Talisman".

The talisman shattered.

A transparent sharp blade shot out and went straight to Song Wen's eyebrows.

The two were so close that Song Wen had no time to react before the transparent blade had already sunk into his forehead.

Song Wen's body shook slightly, and a look of pain flashed across his face, but it was fine.

He gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength to activate the mana in his body, and poured all his strength into the Xuanshuang Knife, trying to pierce Xing Liren's Dantian.

But Xing Liren's hand was extremely powerful, and he also had a great amount of mana in his body to protect his body, so that the Xuanshuang Knife could not go any further after piercing half a foot.

Xing Liren was shocked to see that Song Wen was safe and sound after being hit by the Zanpaku Talisman.

He had no time to delve into the reason, and was about to activate the Cold Light Mirror to repel Song Wen.

But he was suddenly shocked to find that at some point, the Gu worm had actually entered his body along the wound on his waist.

The Gu worm went up along his meridians and headed straight for his heart.

Xing Liren could no longer care about activating the Cold Light Mirror, and hurriedly turned the mana in his body to block the Shadow Gu.

While he was distracted, one of Song Wen's hands turned into dry claws and grabbed his face.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered.

Song Wen's two sharp fingers pierced Xing Liren's eyes.

"Ah..."

Xing Liren cried out in pain.

The intense pain caused the mana in his body to lose control and become chaotic.

The Xuanshuang Knife pierced into Xing Liren's body with a bamboo-breaking force and penetrated his Dantian.

The mana in the Dantian quickly dissipated, and Xing Liren's vitality also quickly dissipated.

His eyes widened, full of disbelief.

He actually died in the hands of a Jindan early stage cultivator.

With a strong sense of unwillingness, Xing Liren slowly lost his breath.