C194 (1/2)

No one knew how terrified he was right now.

He did not expect the usually ruthless and emotionless High Lord Jue Mo to actually help Nangong Xuan and the others.

Bai Zhixi's Phoenixis Maiden's Nine Heavens Sword Technique, this sword technique that had been lost to him for a hundred years, was actually seen by a silly little girl, which was completely out of his expectations.

He had originally wanted to wait for the witch church's people to lend him a hand, but he didn't expect that the witch church's people weren't as powerful as he had imagined.

His soul had actually been destroyed by the combined power of Bai Zhixi and the Absolute Demon Lord, leaving him with no strength to fight back.

The strength of these two people was simply too terrifying.

Luckily, he still had his chips, a bargaining chip that could save his life.

”Although this sovereign's Blood Fiend Hall is small, it can still protect the entire field of Southern Frontier. If Prime Minister Qin wants to be the owner of this Southern Frontier, I need to ask this sovereign first whether or not the Silver Ice Sword in his hands will agree to it! ”

Jun Mohan sneered, his voice revealed a trace of coldness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver ice sword in his hand flew out, and like a blade of wind, he stabbed steadily into Prime Minister Qin's chest.

His movements were smooth and fast to the point that it dazzled the eyes of others, making them unable to detect his presence.

Prime Minister Qin was immediately stunned on the spot, his pupils instantly enlarged, and then immediately became dull. Obviously, he did not expect Jun Mohan's martial arts to have reached such a realm.

He lowered his head and glanced at the sharp sword in his chest. A flash of pain appeared in his eyes before he slowly collapsed into a pool of blood.

When the soldiers behind saw Prime Minister Qin fall to the ground, their eyes revealed fear, and knowing what was happening, they threw their swords on the ground and begged Jun Mohan.

At the same time, all the disciples of the witch church who had lost their backbone were stopped by Qing Feng and the others, and were waiting for his orders.

”Men, escort the Prime Minister Qin and the witch church Demons into the dungeon, and wait for their interrogation.”

Nangong Xuan glanced at Jun Mohan with a deeper meaning, and then instructed him in a neutral tone.

His playful appearance was once again displayed in front of everyone.

”How could a lowly person like you dare to touch an Immortal's body?!”

A group of black clothed people suddenly appeared in the sky, completely blocking out the sunlight that should have appeared.

Dressed in black, Fu Lingtian floated down with a gloomy face with silver hair.

As soon as he arrived, the air was filled with the pungent smell of flowers.

In an instant, Bai Zhixi felt his entire body become powerless, and his mind became unsettled, as if he wanted to cut off her soul.

She frowned, her forehead drenched with cold sweat as she subconsciously grabbed onto Jun Mohan's arm.

”Xi Er, what's wrong?”

Jun Mohan saw that her small face was pale white, and beads of perspiration were dripping down her smooth face.

”I …”

”Phoenixis Maiden, long time no see. I didn't expect you to be as arrogant and arrogant as usual. ”No wonder he's been persecuted so often.”

Fu Lingtian held onto a brush, and leisurely walked to her side, speaking to her in a warm, humble and courteous manner.

If it wasn't for his notoriety, he would have had the elegance of an immortal.

”Who are you? ”Go away!”

Bai Zhixi looked at the whisk in his hand, and the feeling of panic in his heart became a little stronger.

It was as if his soul couldn't wait to leave her body.

Seeing that, Jun Mohan did not know why she was so afraid of Fu Lingtian, but her eyes flashed with a cold light, and her palm struck out towards Fu Lingtian.

Then, Fu Lingtian smiled, and was instantly replaced by a cold face. He waved his whisk, and in the next moment, it created a cloud of dust that blurred everyone's line of sight.

Seeing the two people standing together, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

I'll let you off for now and cherish this one month!

After a long while, the dust finally settled. Only then did the scenery in front of his eyes become clear, and he could see everything clearly.

Hong Mei, Leng Han and Prime Minister Qin's bodies had disappeared without a trace, and they were all robbed by Fu Lingtian just thinking about it.

As for the bodies of the witch church disciples, they immediately let out a crackling sound, and turned into a wisp of black smoke before disappearing into the sea of blood.

When they entered the witch church, Hua Wuxie had planted a parasite on them. Once it became useless, it would be turned to dust, and not even its bones would remain.

Even though he thought about it, he was still a pitiful person.

When the people from the witch church left, the acupoints on Nangong Xuanyi and the others' bodies released themselves, but they were still drenched in sweat and extremely weak.

”Men, clean this place up.”

Nangong Xuan walked towards them and supported the crumbling Qing Zi, coldly instructing the few palace maids.

With Fan Yi at the head of the palace, they hurriedly separated the bloody corpses from the holy palace.

”Xi Er... Is it really you? ”

Nangong Xuanyi, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth and called out to her with an uncertain voice.