Chapter 1670 persecution
Li Ye and the other two were killed. On this wasteland, the yellow sand was rolled up, and the soldiers all looked slightly pale. At the same time, Mo Ying on the other side was also moved, and Li Ye was actually killed in front of him.
The most important thing is that he was imprisoned in place and could not move.
"You are so brave!"
Mo Ying's face was gloomy.
Jiang Xiaofan's face was cold and swept to Mo Ying: "What should we do with you?"
He stared at Mo Ying with expressionless expression, which made the latter's face suddenly stagnate. Now he is imprisoned. It would be too easy for Jiang Xiaofan to kill him.
In Jiang Xiaofan's hand, the light of the halberd flashed, which was a bit intimidating.
"Dare you dare to attack me?"
Mo Ying said in a cold voice.
Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes. To be honest, he really wanted to kill Mo Ying directly. This person would definitely be his enemy in the future. However, he had to be afraid of some things. The city lord and the envoy of the First Divine City told him that on this ancient road, killing the envoy of the envoy and the envoy of the city lord are a serious crime and will become the public enemy of the ancient road.
Mo Ying stared at Jiang Xiaofan without any fear, and his eyes were very arrogant.
"Your expression really makes me hate it."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
Mo Ying sneered: "So what, you dare to do it..."
"Bang!"
A slap on his cheek immediately made Mo Ying's words blocked. He stared at Jiang Xiaofan again, and his eyes became extremely vicious. He was just a trialist, but he actually dared to slap him in the face!
Nearby, several soldiers were also dumbfounded. The second divine city's guide was actually slapped by the trial!
"Just just a prisoner, you dare to pretend."
Jiang Xiaofan said coldly.
The city lord and the commander of the First Divine City told him that sometimes he had to learn to endure, and he also felt that it made sense, but if it made sense, he might not have to do this. If he did that, he would not be himself.
Mo Ying stared at Jiang Xiaofan with a faint cold face.
"You remember, you won't have good results."
He said coldly.
"Who knows, but now you will be the only one who has no good results."
Jiang Xiaofan said coldly.
He showed no mercy to this instructor, raised his hand and slapped it directly.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The loud slap echoed in this wasteland, very harsh.
All around, the soldiers all stared at the eyes widened, their faces turned pale, and they all stared at the front in horror. What kind of scene is this? The second divine city's guide, a powerful cultivator at the level of the Dao Sect, has been repeatedly drawn by a trialist from the lower heaven!
"This...the hallucination must be an hallucination."
Someone muttered to himself.
Not to mention them, even Wei Xie on the other side was frightened and thought that Jiang Xiaofan was too brave and slapped the slap in the face, which was much more serious than killing the superior heavenly cultivator outside this ancient road.
"ah!"
Mo Ying roared, and his eyes turned red with extreme humiliation.
He was a powerful Taoist sect-level powerhouse, and was the guide of the second divine city of the ancient road of the Three Thousand Trials. At this moment, he was repeatedly scattered in front of his subordinates. There was nothing more humiliating and angry than this.
He stared at Jiang Xiaofan with a gloomy look: "I will make you worse than death!"
"Why didn't you die?"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
As soon as this said, Mo Ying was stunned and then laughed: "I'll die first? Joke, do you know what you are talking about? I'm the guide of the Second Divine City. Do you dare to kill me? Do you think you are yes!"
He stared at Jiang Xiaofan, his eyes full of mockery.
Although he was imprisoned at this moment, he did not think that Jiang Xiaofan dared to kill him.
Because he is the commander.
"Why don't you dare to kill you?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Ying, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
Mo Ying sneered and said, "Don't tell me that you don't know the rules of this ancient road. The envoy and the Lord of the Divine City are the real guardians of the ancient road. If you dare to kill me, you will become the enemy of the entire ancient road and will encounter countless soldiers of the ancient road. The envoy, the Lord of the Divine City, and even the Trials, and you will definitely die."
"So, if I let you go, will you kill me later?"
He looked at Mo Ying.
"Of course, you thought you could still survive."
Mo Ying said coldly and arrogantly.
Jiang Xiaofan stared at him, as if he was looking at an idiot: "Then I'm surprised. Even if I let you go now, you will still kill me in the end. You will use various shameless means to achieve your goal. If that's the case, why do I have to let you go? In any aspect, I should kill you here, right?"
As soon as these words were said, Mo Ying was stunned, and then his face became even more gloomy.
However, when he was stunned, he did not escape Jiang Xiaofan's eyes. Jiang Xiaofan's face was full of sarcasm: "It's obviously a very simple truth. You will have a moment of sudden enlightenment. You can imagine how you are thinking. You always think that others should be killed by you. You should kill others is what you should do, and killing you is what others should not do, right? Idiot."
The light of the halberd in his hand became stronger and his murderous intent became cold.
In the distance, Wei Xie swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"This guy really wants to kill the envoy?"
The fat man felt a little guilty.
Mo Ying's face was extremely gloomy. After staring at Jiang Xiaofan for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, let me go now. I promise that I won't cause trouble for you in the future and will not kill you."
He swept to the little guy above his head, with a little fear in his eyes.
"Do you think I'll believe your words?"
Jiang Xiaofan disdained.
Mo Ying's face suddenly turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "If you kill me, you will die!"
Jiang Xiaofan had no expression on his face, so he naturally understood.
However, it was impossible for him to let go of the person in front of him.
"I'll give you a chance." He stared at Mo Ying and said, "You suppress your cultivation to the ninth level of the Dao Realm, and then set up a soul divine book, write a fair fight with me, and be proud of your life and death."
He didn't want to let Mo Ying go, but he didn't want to become a common enemy of ancient roads just because of killing the other party.
So, he thought of such a way: as long as there is a war book written by Mo Ying with the light of his soul, even if he kills the other party, he doesn't have to worry about anything.
As for the method of suppressing cultivation, he was not worried about Mo Ying making trouble. He had learned a lot of magical secret techniques in the Realm Heaven Hall, among which there was a special method of suppressing cultivation. With this method of suppressing cultivation, the cultivator can always be in a certain level of cultivation for a certain period of time. Even if the caster himself wants to unlock this technique, it is impossible. Only when the time decided by the caster has passed, the cultivation level can he recover.
This technique was originally a technique created by a predecessor to oppress himself. Whenever the other party reached a state of difficulty in breaking through, he would let himself practice from scratch. However, this predecessor was worried that ordinary suppression methods would affect his determination, and was worried that after suppressing his cultivation and re-practice, he would untie the suppression seal when he encountered a trap, so he created such technique to force himself and make him have no way to retreat.
It can be said that this technique is actually useless, but it is very suitable for use at this moment.
"Why should I listen to you!"
Mo Ying said in a cold voice.
"Why don't you listen? I think this is beneficial to you no matter what. After all, your years of practicing Taoism are far longer than me, and your combat experience is extremely rich. Even if you suppress it from the Dao Sect realm to the Ninth Level of the Dao Realm, it is far stronger than the average Dao Realm's Ninth Level. In such a battle, you will occupy an absolutely favorable side."
He stared at Mo Ying, his face became a little colder again, and said, "In addition, I don't think you have other better choices. There are only two paths in front of you. First, agree with me, suppress your cultivation and fight fairly with me, be at ease with life and death. You can kill me, and I can kill you, and we don't have to be subject to any restrictions. Second, I will kill you directly now and then become the public enemy of this ancient road. After that, at least I can escape from this ancient road directly. Even if there are many powerful people on this ancient road, it is not an easy thing to want me to die."
"What do you think? Choose the former or the latter."
He stared at Mo Ying indifferently.
Mo Ying's face was gloomy and said in a cold voice: "You force me?!"
"Yes, I'm just forcing you." Jiang Xiaofan looked cold and stared at Mo Ying, saying, "But I also believe that you are a smart person. How to choose? I don't need me to say more. You will understand very well, right, Master Guizhi."
Not far away, several soldiers swallowed hard, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of them was really scary. Whether it was their powerful means or such amazing courage, they felt extremely depressed.
Mo Ying's face was gloomy and he fell into silence.
Finally, after more than a dozen breaths, he spoke and said, "Okay! Just do what you said."
"That's right."
Jiang Xiaofan said coldly.
Mo Ying's face was not very good. He looked at the little guy above the void and looked at Jiang Xiaofan, saying, "Now you can let it go."
"Of course, but I want to remind you that it is best not to play any tricks. In front of it, you have no ability to resist." Jiang Xiaofan said.
He had a thought in his heart, and the little guy screamed above his head and immediately put away his suppression of Mo Ying. However, the little guy's aura was still shrouded around, closing the ten directions of space.
Mo Ying looked up and glanced at the little guy with a gloomy look. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a terrible creature here, and could easily suppress him.
"Let's start." Jiang Xiaofan said lightly. He shot out the magical secret technique that suppresses cultivation and said, "You suppress your cultivation for seven days and hand it over to me the soul war letter. Reiterate again, don't use any tricks. Since this technique was given to you by me, I will naturally be able to detect whether you have used it as agreed."
Mo Ying's face was gloomy, but he had to do it.
"What if you lose."
Mo Ying said coldly, sweeping towards the little guy above his head.
Although he was shocked, he had to bear it. The mysterious creature in front of him was too powerful, and he was definitely not an opponent.
Chapter completed!