Chapter 413 Sorry for Making You Worried

"What realm are you in! You are not in the Earthly Immortal Realm at all!"

Yuchi Songxu put away his halberd, his breath was slightly disordered. Even though Ning Wuxie in front of him was covered in blood, he still felt frightened and terrified.

A person in the Earthly Immortal Realm, even if he was at the peak, could not last so long under his hands.

Ning Wuxie turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, dancing a gun flower in his hand: "Come again!"

"You are indeed extraordinary, no wonder you can win the favor of the saint... But you are too stupid, do you think you can wear me out?!"

"Of course not, I am just relying on you to accumulate insights and break through the Heavenly Immortal Realm."

Yuchi Songxu was stunned. Ning Wuxie's words that he was sure of victory and used him as a stepping stone made him even more angry. This was no longer just arrogance, but a bit crazy.

But what made him a little flustered was that Ning Wuxie seemed to have a trump card. He looked at ease. Even though he was covered in blood, he had no intention of retreating at all, and his fighting spirit was excited.

"You, do you really think of me as a training ground?"

Yuchi Songxu growled in a deep voice, like a vicious tiger.

He handed the halberd to his left hand, and slowly stretched his right hand to the black sword on his left waist.

Click, his hand was on it.

Boom!

I saw a huge black fog rising into the sky, which was actually a thick and substantial evil spirit. The moment Yuchi Songxu held the black sword, his five hundred evil tigers stood at attention and shouted, releasing evil spirits that were enough to annihilate all life!

Xuan'er watched the five hundred evil tigers run to the bottom where Yuchi Songxu and Ning Wuxie were fighting like a puppet army under orders.

She also hurried over, and other human sect monks also hurried to catch up, fearing that she would take action, and restrained her from a distance.

"Five hundred evil tigers?" Ning Wuxie lowered his eyes and glanced down.

"Yes." Yuchi Songxu's eyes were fierce, and although the smile on the corner of his mouth was contemptuous, he still replied to Ning Wuxie.

"Ning Wuxie, you are strong enough, even stronger than me."

"It's a pity that you are too young and too stupid to know how to take the right path."

"If you join the Ren Sect, perhaps the current Ren Sect Daozi of the Ren Sect is you, and you can also reach out for the future position of the Ren Emperor."

"But now, everything is over. Do you want to step on me to ascend to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, then take my move!"

As he spoke, the evil spirit that permeated the whole sky had already enveloped Yuchi Songxu. The gloomy black was tinged with scarlet, and the battlefield atmosphere of rusty weapons, rotting corpses, and rivers of blood rushed to his face.

The evil spirit condensed from the battlefield. Mortals fought hand-to-hand on the battlefield of blood and fire, and exchanged blood and life for the victory of the army, but that kind of fear, that kind of killing-eyes madness, the trembling of losing humanity and mind and being covered in blood, condensed into evil spirit.

Yuchi Songxu's five hundred evil tigers had experienced countless battles and slaughtered countless enemies to condense such a huge evil spirit for him! Ordinary cultivators would go insane just by smelling this smell. Ning Wuxie held the Wanghuo Sword in front of him to block this strange breath.

He was ready.

Yuchi Songxu did not land on the ground, and still confronted Ning Wuxie in the air. On the ground, five hundred evil tigers quickly formed a formation, as if they had set up a formation.

The evil spirit penetrated into Yuchi Songxu's body. He was born with an ominous evil spirit body and could absorb this energy that was contrary to life.

Yuchi Songxu's body swelled again, and his bright armor fell off, revealing his scarred upper body. His eyes were completely black, his blood vessels were black and bulging, his hair was spread out, he held a halberd in one hand and a sword in the other. He was really a reincarnation of the devil!

Ning Wuxie narrowed his eyes and concentrated.

"Alian, are you ready? I have to take this blow."

He asked in his heart, and soon got a positive answer.

The sky was full of evil spirits, and it turned ominous. The clouds were dyed black. Ning Wuxie realized that the five hundred evil tigers on the ground had formed a killing array, and he was already in it. This seemed to be an octagonal array, which meant the eight trigrams, but each trigram was a dead door!

"Limen, shoot!" Yuchi Songxu suddenly shouted.

A pure black mountain-like bow appeared in front of Ning Wuxie almost in an instant, stretched to the full like a full moon, and shot out with a bang!

Ning Wuxie hurriedly raised his gun to block, but at the same time, he heard Yuchi Songxu roar: "Kanmen, attack!"

Ning Wuxie felt a chill in his back, and Wang Huohua Sword immediately turned to his body, where a long spear appeared and stabbed straight at Ning Wuxie!

With a huge roar, the huge arrow was shattered by Ning Wuxie's gun, and the spear behind him was also blocked by Wang Huohua Sword and dissipated.

But he was reluctant after all. In this killing array, Yuchi Songxu's attack was almost instantaneous, and every move was fatal. The two moves just now were just tests, Yuchi Songxu was forcing him!

As expected, Yuchi Songxu snorted coldly and roared several times:

"Limen, shoot!"

"Zhenmen, charge!"

"Genmen, throw!"

Longbows, iron horses and kerosene appeared from the left, right and diagonally in front at the same time. The longbows were fully charged, the iron horses were neighing, and the kerosene was an energy ball full of evil spirits. The evil spirits inside seemed to be extremely poisonous and could turn human bodies into bones.

The Wanghuohua Sword flew towards the evil spirit ball, the Guanyan Spear threw at the arrows, and Ning Wuxie raised his palm to blast out a scorching sun at the evil spirit iron horse.

But with three attacks and three blocks, his strength had been dispersed.

The iron horse neighed and dispersed the scorching sun, and rushed to Ning Wuxie in an instant. His body flew up uncontrollably, as if the iron hoofs had stepped on the flying gravel, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Leave the door, shoot."

The voice of Yuchi Songxu came again.

The black arrow of evil spirit shot out silently, silently piercing Ning Wuxie's chest and abdomen.

"Brother!!" Xuan'er on the ground burst into a heart-wrenching cry, and the Renzong monks immediately surrounded her, and she drew her long sword.

Buzzing.

The world was left with only a buzzing sound.

It seemed that there was a burning fire pit in his body, burning all his spiritual energy. His spiritual power screamed to death under the pursuit of black fire snakes, and at the same time left a bone-eroding pain all over his body.

Unexpectedly, when Yuchi Songxu's killing move came out, he couldn't even last two moves.

The realm of earthly immortals, the stability of the Three Elements, the techniques of the two emperors and one saint, the artifacts... He has many trump cards, many unexpected things, but nothing in front of the absolutely powerful strength.

How can there be such a sudden enlightenment in battle, a breakthrough in battle, and the earthly immortals becoming heavenly immortals? How can it be so simple?

He has nothing. At this moment, Ning Wuxie forgot all the techniques, forgot himself, forgot his severely injured body, and even forgot what the Heavenly Dao was going to do.

He is just a dying guy who has practiced hard all his life, thinking that he would reach the top, but he is powerless to stop his death.

Most of the cultivators in this world have the same ending. What is the difference between dying in earthly immortals and dying in Qi refining? Death is eternal.

Or... Heavenly Dao is ruthless.

"Brother!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears.

In an instant, it was like a flash of lightning across the brain, piercing the darkness and haze. A series of memories were evoked by this brother. He suddenly remembered the scene of being beaten bloody by Xuan'er and falling off the cliff thirty-three years ago.

Yes... I have experienced it myself.

Real death, real helplessness, real annihilation of consciousness, everything will disappear, and the perception is like a fallen leaf swept into the bottom of the water, without a ripple.

Is it the warmth of thirty years that makes me forget this feeling?

After having Xuan'er, everything is different... Death is unimaginable and unacceptable. As long as I am with her, I will be extremely happy to live cowardly in the corner of the world.

But they can't do it, they are not allowed.

In his previous life, Ning Wuxie had experienced such a desperate situation, but at that time he had not touched the threshold of the heavenly fairyland. Now he is dying again, and the two memories before and after are instantly pieced together, giving birth to a mysterious feeling!

I'm sorry Xuan'er, I made you worry.

His eyelids moved and he opened his eyes.

In front of him was the demon-like body of Yuchi Songxu, and the Fang Tian Huaji he raised above his head. Ning Wuxie saw a whole black black tiger entrenched behind him, which was larger, more ferocious and more real than in the previous battle!

Seeing Ning Wuxie open his eyes, Yuchi Songxu was also slightly surprised, but the next moment, he swung down the halberd and split Huashan with all his strength!

At such a close distance, his attack was already powerful, and Ning Wuxie had just woken up, so there was no possibility of blocking it!

Ning Wuxie's eyes shrank instantly.

"Li Dai Tao Jiang!"