Luo Chenxi's face changed again and again, and his eyes turned red when he looked at the sedan chair.

"Saint, no!" Elder Ding gritted his teeth and stopped Luo Chenxi: "Even if the saint surrendered to the other party, we will not be alive."

Luo Chenxi's face changed slightly, but she shook her head stubbornly and said, "I order you to live well. You are the core of the Thunder Palace. I am very grateful to come to pick me up this time when I risk my life and death. If someone continues to die because of me, I will not be able to rest even if I die!"

"If the Saint is dead, the Thunder Palace cannot be retained!" Elder Ding gritted his teeth and whispered: "Saint, the opportunity is made. Even if I am broken into pieces, I will protect you!"

As he spoke, Elder Ding's aura suddenly became violent, and he obviously used the secret technique.

With Elder Ding's statement, the rest of the people in the Xuanxian realm also stepped forward and stopped the saint's front. Those who mastered the secret technique spared no effort to activate the secret technique. Those who did not master the secret technique also gritted their teeth and burned their essence and blood, and burst out with the most powerful force.

"You...why are you..." Luo Chenxi's eyes turned red and tears flashed, but she forced herself to hold it down.

"If the saint does not come out, we will naturally swear to be loyal to the Thunder Palace to the death, and try our best to survive and return to the Thunder Palace to defend the enemy." At this moment, the seriously injured squad leader also opened his eyes and used his last power: "Now that the saint has appeared, even if we are crushed to pieces, we must do our best to protect the saint. Even if we are unable to turn the world back, we will die in front of the saint!"

An angry shout echoed throughout the world, but Elder Ding shouted: "Kill!"

"Kill!" Hundreds of practitioners in the Xuanxian Realm also shouted angrily, and their powerful fighting spirit turned into a sword of nothingness, and they slashed towards the direction where Nanmen Qing was.

"Hmph, hundreds of mysterious immortal realms, the idea attack condensed with unyielding will is somewhat magical. Even in the early stage of the ordinary true immortal, you may be killed on the spot."

Nanmenqing looked at the empty sword blade in front of him disdainfully, and a mocking laughter appeared on the corner of his mouth: "However, this is just a joke."

While speaking, Nanmen Qing stretched out his palm and gently pinched the blade of the Void.

"Broken!" As his words fell, the Void Blade burst out instantly.

As the energy floated, hundreds of practitioners in the Xuanxian Realm opened their mouths and spit out a stream of blood, and the breath was extremely depressed.

"kill--"

But at this moment, two roars exploded, and the squad leader and elder Ding had already attacked Nanmen Qing, and the powerful attack instantly covered Nanmen Qing's body.

At this moment, everyone behind Nanmen Qing exclaimed lightly, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

"I didn't expect that the spiritual attack condensed by the hundreds of ants' thoughts was just a cover, but the real purpose was to cover the sneak attacks of these two guys."

"Haha, if it were an ordinary middle stage of the True Immortal, it might be possible that they would suffer a big loss under such circumstances. But unfortunately, they encountered Nanmen Qing."

"Nanmen Qing has reached the late stage of the middle stage of the True Immortal, and he is one step away from being able to enter the peak of the late stage of the True Immortal. With such strength, even if these two guys are ten times stronger, there will be no chance!"

Behind him, the true immortals were filled with thoughts. Looking at the gazes of the squad elder and Elder Ding, they were also full of mockery.

At the same time, the flying sword in the hands of the squad elder and Elder Ding were already here, and it was about to fall on Nanmen Qing.

"Get out!" A contemptuous low shout came to mind. The next moment, the squad leader and Elder Ding both spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"Two elders!" Luo Chenxi's face changed drastically, and a gentle force came from her hands, like a gentle silk thread, pulling the bodies of the two elders in front of her.

"Saint, we can't die!" Elder Ding looked at Luo Chenxi apologetically and said with a wry smile.

The tears in Luo Chenxi's eyes that had accumulated for a long time finally dripped. Even if the woman was strong inside, she could no longer bear it when she saw these people who were determined to fight for her.

"Sir Saint, please get on the sedan chair." Nanmen Qing's voice remembered again. At the same time, a supply of energy came with his voice: "I will kill one for every breath in the next day until the Saint is on the sedan chair."

The energy attack wiped past Luo Chenxi and headed towards a cultivator in the Xuanxian realm behind.

The cultivator widened his eyes, watching the energy attack coming to his body, without any despair in his eyes, and there was only anger and no regrets.

"No--"

Luo Chenxi's eyes were filled with tears and screamed sadly.

She could not stop the energy attack, and the squad elder and Elder Ding were also seriously injured and could not stop it.

All she could do was to rush towards the sedan chair beside Nanmenqing quickly.

As long as she is fast enough, one person will be able to die less. Now, she can only win the chance to survive for the rest of her people.

However, at this moment, her figure was suffocated because at this moment, her hands grabbed her.

Those hands are so warm and powerful, as if they are held by these hands, they will feel endless sense of security.

She suddenly turned around, but the expression on her face became wonderful in an instant: "Master Huang Hao..."

Her eyes moved and she found that the person who was targeted by Nanmen Qing's energy attack was safe and sound at this moment. There was an old man standing in front of this person.

He knew that this old man was one of Master Huang Hao's followers. He was usually hunched over and looked old. He talked very little, and usually stayed in the room of the fairy boat and did not come out.

Isn’t this old man only in the late stage of Xuanxian? Why can he block Nanmen Qing’s killing attack?

Also, why are Master Huang Hao’s followers already coming out at this moment?

Wait, why is the aura emitted from their bodies... so terrifying?

"Sister Luo, don't worry, with my master here, no one can hurt you!" On the side, Wei Susu took Luo Chenxi's little hand from Huang Hao's hand and comforted him.

"You..." Luo Chenxi was still a little confused about the situation at this moment.

However, the squad leader and Elder Ding looked at Huang Hao and others solemnly and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that we both misunderstood..."

As strong people in the realm of the True Immortal Realm, how could they not see the strength of these people behind Huang Hao?

There are both in the early stage of the True Immortal stage and in the middle stage of the True Immortal stage. There is also an old man whose aura is even more terrifying than in the middle stage of the True Immortal stage. Could it be that it is still the late stage of the True Immortal stage?

"Who is yours, why should you interfere in our affairs?" In the distance, Nanmen Qing also looked at Huang Hao with great fear and said angrily.

Although among these people, Huang Hao's realm is only in the early stage of Xuanxian and looks the weakest, even a fool can see that Huang Hao, a young man, is the person among these people.

"Men's money, people can help them eliminate disasters!" Huang Hao said lightly: "If they die, who will pay me a commission?"

"Commission?" Nanmen Qing said speechlessly: "Are you going to touch someone like you?"

"Please don't ask for it, it's not a question you should be concerned about." Huang Hao said lightly: "How many people did those two cannons kill before? You have collected the same number of lives in your team to make up the numbers, and I'll let you go."

"Do you think I will agree?" Nanmen Qing snorted coldly.

"You have to agree if you don't agree." Huang Hao said coldly: "Otherwise, you will die!"

After the words came, Huang Hao's subordinates all released their terrifying aura and pressure, especially Zhang Yuan, who was in the late stage of the True Immortality. As soon as the pressure on his body came out, Bajue was even more at the scene, making everyone behind Nanmen Qing look extremely ugly.

"The same number of lives are worthy of life, or we can choose it yourself, we can continue to say something extremely ordinary. But the stern meaning revealed in his words made everyone present understand that this was not a joke.

"How many people died just now?" Huang Hao turned around and looked at Luo Chenxi.

"Ah?" Luo Chenxi was a little stunned.

But one person flew up quickly and immediately said sadly: "Master Huang Hao, among the two fairy ships before, 87 people died, and the other thirty-two people were seriously injured!"

Huang Hao looked at this person deeply and said with a smile: "Well, you are not bad."

This person is not someone else. He was the brocade-robed cultivator who recruited them before. From the beginning to now, he has been in an extremely nervous situation, but this guy was able to count these data in such a short time. I have to say that this is a talent.

However, the brocade robes practitioners were not happy at all when they were praised by Huang Hao. This time, there were too many people who died.

Huang Hao turned his head and looked at Nanmenqing: "One hundred and eighty-seven people, pay for his life!"

Nanmen Qing's face turned dark and she angrily said, "No, this person is clearly talking about eighty-seven people!"

"Are you talking about eighty-seven people?" Huang Hao turned his head and looked at the brocade robe cultivator.

The round body of the brocade robe cultivator trembled, but he suddenly shouted: "Master Huang Hao, you heard it wrong. What I just said was 287 people!"

"Oh, it turns out to be two hundred and eighty-seven people," Huang Hao looked at the man meaningfully, then turned to look at Nanmenqing: "Well, two hundred and eighty-seven people, pay for his life!"

After saying that, Huang Hao seemed to have thought of something and continued to speak: "My patience is limited, add one person per breath!"

Nanmenqing's body trembled, and strong anger accumulated in his chest: "Your Excellency, you are bullying too much!"

"If you don't deserve your life, kill them all!" Huang Hao said indifferently: "Well, two breaths have passed, and now there are 289 people!"

Nanmen Qing looked at Huang Hao resentfully: "We have only a hundred people in the Xuanxian realm. Are you deliberately making things difficult for us?"

"Haha..." Huang Hao suddenly chuckled: "The mysterious immortal is not enough, so you can use the true immortal to make up. One true immortal is at the beginning stage, which is ten Xuanxians, and one true immortal is at the middle stage, which is twenty Xuanxians."
Chapter completed!