Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 434
Seeing several subordinates, they have already moved towards Xiaonanwei.

"Mr. Changsheng, since you are here, you should save your life!" Zhang Hanling smiled coldly, staring coldly at Xiaonan's drooping green and black gown, which also began to sway slowly. At the same time, even above Zhang Hanling's right hand, a long red ruler quietly appeared at some point.

This red long ruler is covered with mysterious and complicated special lines, and at the moment it is emitting faint traces of strange blood light. The spiritual pressure of Shentongjing contained in it is deep and strong. Obviously, once it is shot, it will definitely arouse unimaginable special supernatural powers!
"Mozun, don't worry! This will make him immortal!"

One of the subordinates at the upper level of the psychic realm with quick hands and feet, leaned forward with a smirk, swung a big knife with his right hand, and slashed at Fang Xiaonan!
At the same time, the slightly wide left arm raised slightly calmly, and took a direct look at Fang Xiaonan!
"Puff puff!"

In an instant, the twelve extremely powerful crossbow arrows with a cold light shot towards Fang Xiaonan like a rainstorm of pear blossoms!

Judging from the sharp piercing sound, the power of this crossbow is definitely enough to penetrate the steel plate!Under the twelve volleys, the power is even stronger than the swordsmanship of ordinary psychic monks.If an ordinary psychic cultivator had suddenly seen this scene, he would have been so frightened that his legs were limp and his feet were numb, and his face was ashen-colored.

But when Fang Xiaonan saw this scene, he just let out a cold snort, and saw a faint blue light flashing slightly in front of Fang Xiaonan.

"call!"

The next moment, the single-edged sword in his right hand drew a circle, and a violent storm suddenly surged from Fang Xiaonan's body!

This gust of wind not only knocked those crossbows into the air with ease, but also engulfed those arrows in turn, turned around and shot at Zhang Hanling, the lame old man and the seven strong men behind him!

Immediately afterwards, an object imitating Xiaonan's left hand flew out, only to see the yellow glow skyrocketing, but it shot out quickly with a magic whip!

Zhang Hanling raised the long red ruler, and after a while, the blood swelled up, and the arrow was easily sent flying!
Seeing this, the lame old man turned pale with fright, and quickly waved the black iron crutch in his hand to block two arrows, but he was still blown out of the house on the spot by the violent hurricane that followed.

The few big men in front did not react, and were directly shot by all the remaining arrows. Before they could scream, they were blown away by the ensuing storm, and immediately spurted blood one by one, falling down. flew out.

The other two strong men who were a little behind saw this scene, their faces turned pale when they saw this scene, and each of them wanted to run away with a scream.

Unfortunately, before they had time to run a few steps away, the Magic Whip roared towards them, sweeping past their necks!

The next moment, the two heads fell to the ground with a bang.

Until now, the inner courtyard, which was still relatively clean, was riddled with holes, and finally collapsed, with dust flying everywhere.

Fang Xiaonan once again used sword energy to disperse the smoke and dust, and then revealed a trace of evil spirit, and said in a cold voice: "The jumping beam clown dares to play against this deity, he is really reckless!"

Then, with a slight shake of his left hand, he took out a golden talisman and threw it at Zhang Hanling!

The talisman exploded instantly, turning into a golden light needle, piercing towards Zhang Hanling like a thunderbolt.

Zhang Hanling, who was about to bully him and strike straight at Xiaonan's head with the red ruler in his hand, suddenly stopped, and suddenly dodged to the side. After the blow, his eyes narrowed, and he blurted out: "Top grade!" Dao Talisman Golden Needle Talisman!?"

Fang Xiaonan nodded slightly, and replied: "Exactly!"

Zhang Hanling's face was stern, and seeing the light needle attacking again with Xiaonan's finger, he split the red ruler in his hand to repel the light needle.

Looking at the slightly dimmed light needle, he lost his voice and said, "Impossible, with such a high degree of compatibility, how could you possibly be able to refine a high-grade Taoist talisman!"

Then, there was a flurry of hands and feet, but for a while, he couldn't care about other people.

And imitating Xiaonan's magic formula, the light needle speeds up in an instant, stabbing wildly around Zhang Hanling, but retracts the whip, holds the single-edged sword, and looks indifferently towards the lame old man in the distance who still has a breath stride away.

Blood was coming out of the mouth of the lame old man, his face was pale and he curled up on the ground, looking at Fang Xiaonan approaching, his face showed a look of horror and trembling.

However, Fang Xiaonan simply ignored what he was thinking, and strode away with a calm expression.

Seeing this, the lame old man raised his eyebrows, and quickly showed a pleading look on his face, and said: "Your Excellency Changsheng, just now it was just a little old man who had eyesight and didn't know Mount Tai, please be merciful, old man, and let me go Dog's life!"

"Let go of you?"

Fang Xiaonan showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and immediately the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he was about to cut off the lame old man's head!

"Humph!"

But at this moment, the lame old man's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and the black iron crutch in his hand suddenly turned into a black stick shadow, and hit Fang Xiaonan's chest straight!
This stick seems simple, but it seems slow but really fast!The spiritual power contained in the iron rod is so piercing that the air trembles slightly!
Apparently, the lame old man's stick contained an extremely vigorous spiritual force.Such a short distance, so caught off guard, if he was hit head-on, even an ordinary peak psychic master would probably have to be smashed through his chest with a stick and die miserably on the spot!

It seems that this unremarkable old man is also a master of magic at the peak of psychic realm.

If Fang Xiaonan was just an ordinary peak psychic cultivator, and was suddenly attacked by this old man pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger without noticing for a while, I'm afraid he would really fall here!

It's a pity that, when it comes to combat experience, compared to the Ninth Emperor Changsheng, this old man is still far behind Fang Xiaonan.For him, how could Fang Xiaonan be unprepared?

Faced with this sudden stick, Fang Xiaonan just turned his wrist lightly, and grabbed the stick directly!

"you wanna die!"

When the lame old man saw that Fang Xiaonan dared to support him like this, and used his own hand to catch his iron rod, his face immediately flashed with anger, and after he shouted angrily, his strength increased by three points in an instant!
"boom!"

There was only a loud noise, and the black iron rod, which looked like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, stopped strangely and steadily in place after the loud noise.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that this black iron rod had already been held firmly in Fang Xiaonan's hand.

Seeing this scene, the lame old man immediately widened his old eyes, showing a look of horror.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately let go of the iron rod, turned around and ran away, and stammered: "Your Excellency, Lord Changsheng, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

"Hmph, misunderstanding?" There was a sneer at the corner of Fang Xiaonan's mouth, but the single-edged sword in his right hand slashed at the old man's neck without stopping. How could there be any pity?

(End of this chapter)