Chapter 1346 Retire Half Saint!

The long-lost purple jade flute suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Following Yun Yang's thought, for a moment, he lightly hit Ning Fengxue.

Ning Fengxue frowned, and said calmly: "Why did you get to this point, do you still want to struggle?"

The castration of the right hand remains unchanged, but the speed does not increase but instead, the palm is outrageous!

At the same time, that Zi Yuxiao also followed the trend and met Ning Fengxue's palm silently!

To Ning Fengxue, the purple jade flute, which seems to have no wind and no movement, is not an accident at all, it can barely be regarded as a joke, and it is not funny: you can't even move now, just by Driven by the mind to play the purple jade flute, you want to fight for a chance of survival under the hands of the semi-sage?

How naive is this?

But at the next moment, Ning Fengxue's expression changed.

Just when his palm was about to touch the purple jade flute; he personally felt the cold and warm moment on the purple jade flute——

He'd even had the idea that this was a really nice baby.

However, as he came into contact with the Ziyu Xiao, he failed to grab the Ziyu Xiao. The Ziyu Xiao still maintained the calm and motionless posture before, and continued to hit him slowly, further touching the palm of his hand.

But at that moment, Ning Fengxue only felt that her hand had suddenly turned into air, no longer existed!

Can you imagine that a half-holy cultivator, the pinnacle powerhouse in this world, was still in control of the overall situation just a moment ago, taking the last bit of counterattack from the opponent lightly, but at this moment, his hand is gone? !

What is missing is inexplicable, unbelievable, and even more unbelievable!

And even more unbelievable, even more unbelievable, came one after another, that Ziyu Xiao, coming in the same way, following the original trajectory, following Ning Fengxue's hand, so... even if it was smashed, smashed through, and smashed his He smashed his hand into the air, smashed it into nothing, and smashed his arm into the air, and then continued to crush him.

And until now, Ning Fengxue felt the pain, severe pain!

He looked at his hands in disbelief, well, he should look at where his hands and arms should be; there was already a blank space.

All the parts of my body that came into contact with Zi Yuxiao have completely disappeared!

The next moment, a kind of soul tearing pain came over like overwhelming rivers and seas.

Ning Fengxue exclaimed, her elegant and handsome face finally changed completely, she retreated like lightning, and this retreat was three thousand feet; when she looked up, she saw that purple jade flute was still floating in front of Yun Yang.

No wind and no movement!

But……

In front of him, there was clearly a purple jade flute, which was still the same as before, slowly following the path of his arm, and smashing it over!

In fact, it is not very appropriate to use smashing here. It should be said that it is an unrivaled trend, and it just passed without any hindrance.

Even if he is a semi-holy, he is still not worthy of Ziyu Xiao... Smash it!

Ning Fengxue was inexplicably terrified, he quickly mobilized all his consciousness, and confirmed again and again that his right hand, forearm, and all the way to the elbow were really all turned into nothingness, it was not an illusion, and it was not a secret technique to cover up the eyes and so on!

"What's this?!"

Seeing that Zi Yuxiao was still chasing after him, he swiped his body... tossing and turning in the air, at least moved a distance of ten thousand zhang in an instant, and even tore through the space to escape again and again, but Zi Yuxiao still chased him, persevering Chase over.

It's always been so slow and rolling over.

No wind and no movement!

Ning Fengxue's body began to flicker continuously, such moves as Spiritual Transformation, External Incarnation, etc. were performed repeatedly, and her figure instantly changed thousands of times...

There are really thousands of incarnations, as long as there is any one that can escape Zi Yuxiao's pursuit, Ning Fengxue will have the hope of escaping from heaven!

But the purple jade flute in the air also turned into tens of thousands of tubes, no matter how many Ning Fengxue appeared in the air, in front of each Ning Fengxue, there was a purple jade flute... Come here slowly!

It's still... no wind, no movement!

Ning Fengxue was sweating profusely, and the sweat soaked through his heavy shirt.

He stared at the purple jade flute with eyes full of fear.

He clearly felt that his avatars and his shadows were being smashed one by one by Zi Yuxiao, smashed into air, and disappeared completely.

And every avatar, every shadow was smashed into the air, smashed into nothingness, and the corresponding purple jade flute would also disappear.

His semi-holy cultivation base, every avatar, and every transformation shadow also has the peak cultivation base of almost the fourth rank of a holy king, but in front of this Zi Yuxiao, he has no strength to resist.

No, not only the avatar, but also his own body. Even though he kept moving and using various means of escape, the purple jade flute followed him like a tarsal maggot, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

He knew that he hadn't died yet, not because his speed was faster than this Ziyu Xiao, but because Yun Yang hadn't issued the final order to kill him!

After tens of thousands of years, Ning Fengxue once again had the fear of facing death!

He fled crazily, using countless means; many weapons, many supernatural powers, and many magic weapons were all thrown out by him... But no matter what magic weapon or shocking magic weapon, before reaching Ziyuxiao, they all vaporized instantly. Gone in an instant!

There is not even room for a slight delay in its movement, and it is always as ordinary as it was at the beginning.

No wind and no movement!

Just so slowly, slowly following him to fly.

In a flash, Ning Fengxue appeared in front of Yun Yang again; at first glance, the eye-catching scene almost collapsed.

Yun Yang is still being imprisoned by himself, but in front of Yun Yang, there is still a purple jade flute lying sideways, as if he is a dedicated guard, without any wind or movement.

But what the hell is it that keeps chasing after oneself?

Today, really hell! ?

The moment the two sides looked at each other, Ning Fengxue saw that although Yun Yang was still unable to move, those cold eyes were quietly looking at him.

But at this time, Ning Fengxue's face was pale, and the original imitation of the gods, transcending the world, had already disappeared, leaving only a mess, but the expression in his eyes was still calm.

Even though he has been around several times, he is no longer indifferent, but the white clothes are still spotless; if the whole right hand has not disappeared all the way to the shoulder, the so-called embarrassment is just that.

There was no trace of blood on the severed arm, as if... was born without a right hand!

The purple jade flute rested quietly on his right shoulder, no longer advancing, but never retreating.

Just like before, there is no wind and no movement, calm as a mountain!

Ning Fengxue no longer dodged around, no longer used various secret techniques, she seemed to have given up struggling, but she was actually practicing her profound arts with all her heart, trying to restore her right arm.

But the more he runs his body, the more unsightly his face looks.

Reaching the realm of the Holy Lord, the rebirth of a severed limb is already a trivial matter, not a way to do it; when you reach the realm of the Holy King, even if the whole body is smashed, as long as there is some flesh and blood left, you can use the powerful vitality of the Holy King to quickly recover. recover.

And with Ning Fengxue's transcendent cultivation level that has already reached the semi-holy level, it is reasonable to say that a mere arm is gone, and if you want to restore it, it only takes a blink of an eye to grow back, completely different from the original arm. No difference.

But the actual situation now is... no matter what method he uses, no matter how he urges the profound energy in his body like a vast sea to mend and grow, the broken arm just cannot grow back.

The endless and endless vitality poured into the shoulders continuously, and it could only disappear immediately, and it was impossible to nourish the physical body, and continue after breaking the arm.

Coupled with the fact that the countless clones were all crushed by Zi Yuxiao just now, Ning Fengxue's mental strength has already weakened to the extreme, less than half of what it was at its peak!

Now this world's peak powerhouse above the clouds is like a candle in the wind, with only a spark left; if Yun Yang hadn't thought of stopping, he might have been directly killed by Zi Yuxiao, how could he be lucky? !

Ning Fengxue finally stopped her efforts, calmly never saw her again, she smiled miserably, and then her whole body calmed down, and at the flick of a finger, Yunyang's confinement was lifted immediately; and then there was a long sigh: "Good method!" , is really a good method, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

As soon as Yun Yang stretched out his hand, the purple jade flute that was protecting him and the purple jade flute that was resting on Ning Fengxue's shoulder disappeared at the same time, leaving only the flute that fell into his hand, as if from the beginning to the end, there was only one flute. It's just the purple jade flute; the purple light flows, and the shining clouds flow.

"I don't dare to take advantage of good means, but it's Yun's last resort."

Yun Yang said indifferently: "The treasure of protection given to me by this master... I have to deal with people like seniors who I can never deal with. I also saw the power of this flute for the first time today, and I only have Wei Wei in my heart." Spectacular, breathtaking!"

Ning Fengxue laughed out loud.

"The old man wants to kill you, you have already gained the upper hand, why don't you kill the old man quickly?"

Yun Yang said quietly: "Mr. Yun has never been a bad person, but... it is always a pity that people like seniors die like this. Blood Soul Mountain still needs soldiers after all!"

"The power of this purple jade flute is really amazing, I'm afraid it's impossible for senior's arm to recover..."

Ning Fengxue shook her head, and smiled lightly: "Deceitful actions, self-inflicted calamities, and vain attempts to harm the heroes of the world, if this arm is heaven's punishment for the old man, but it's just a small punishment for superficiality, how dare you ask for more. "

With a wave of his hand, he brought Yun Yang vertically down from the sky to the top of the mountain.

When the two of them were on the ground together, Ning Fengxue sighed and said softly: "Back then...Why Buyu was the reincarnation of the old man's first disciple, who was hunted down and killed when he was weak, and his life was in danger of being overthrown. Dongfang Xingchen appeared with his guards and saved his life."

Yun Yang: "Huh?"

Why didn't he say a word when he thought that the powerful sage who guarded Blood Soul Mountain was actually the reincarnation of this eldest apprentice?

"The palace lord brought Dongfang Xingchen, who was still a young man at that time, and sent them to the old man without saying a word... In order to save the palace lord's face, although the old man knew that this matter was probably planned by the young palace lord, but I also promised one thing... this favor, I can make a move for the Young Palace Master once, it can be...anything!"

Yun Yang's face tensed up: "Anything?! That's right... As a senior, if you cultivated as a senior, since you promised, it should be anything. There are really few things in this world that even seniors can't do. !"

There was a bleak smile on Ning Fengxue's face: "Manpower is sometimes poor. Even a semi-holy practitioner is still a human being. If you promise anything in vain, you will naturally have to pay the price. When you said those words, you already felt Heaven’s punishment is sometimes... but it’s self-reliant and blindly confident. It turns out...it’s supposed to be here.

"After this strike, the old man, in this world, except for the kindness of Master Yun Zun's not to kill, there is no more entanglement of cause and effect... Master Yun Zun has his own gaps, I am afraid that I will not see the old man's repayment, Since Master Yunzun said that the Blood Soul Mountain lacks warriors...the old man will look to the Blood Soul Mountain to kill a few more demon kings to make up for it."

He glanced at Yun Yang: "Master Yun Zun, thank you for your kindness, Wang Han, old man, I will take my leave now."

Yun Yang knew in his heart that this old man knew everything in his heart, so he explained a few words about the ins and outs before leaving.

"Senior, walk slowly. In the future, on the Blood Soul Mountain, when we may meet again, we may not be able to fight the enemy side by side and fight against the powerful enemy together."

Ning Fengxue laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, see you on Blood Soul Mountain."

Before he finished speaking, with a wave of his remaining left hand, the space had already been torn apart. He took a step in, but turned around again. He wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, so he waved his hand , immediately disappeared.

Yun Yang has this purple jade flute in his hand, so there is no need for him to mention something.

As for what Yun Yang wants to do, it's even less his turn to say it.

Everything, just let nature take its course.

...

Seeing the departure of Ning Fengxue, the peak cultivator in this world, Yun Yang's eyes were deep.

Oriental stars!

Sure enough, it was Dongfang Haoran's son who instigated the most, and he was also the one who wanted to kill himself most urgently.

"It's time to solve this matter thoroughly. I just don't know...whether you want to see the scene after I solve it..."

"The arrival of this semi-holy should be the pinnacle of this accident... I believe these holy sons should not be able to invite saints and powerhouses!"

"If I were Dongfang Xingchen, please move Ning Fengxue. I would be a little bit unwilling to waste such a big favor in my heart. It is only natural to want to recover some of the price..."

"Ning Fengxue, a semi-holy powerhouse, has absolutely no chance of missing his shot. Otherwise, I would think that the big thing is settled!"

"Then, I should...so so..."

...

In a secret space, three people with equally heavy faces sat around.

"Who are there with you?" Dongfang Haoran's calm and calm face, which is always full of everything, has become extremely ugly at this moment, and asked Ximen overturned.

Ximen overturned the master of Xitian Shenggong, his expression almost distorted: "Thirty-two... how about you?" He asked Beigong Liuli.

Beigong Liuli's face turned livid: "Twenty-eight!"

Dongfang Haoran said as if vomiting blood: "Why are you so few..."

At this moment, he felt that he was really ashamed.

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