The two sides have the same heart, so what's the harm even if the two poles are far apart?

For Nangong Rou, no matter whether it is a demon, a human or a demon, as long as he is Jiang Zhige, it is more than a thousand words.

"Rou'er, I'm sorry for you..."

"Idiot, you say such a thing, it's hard for me, okay?"

Nangong Rou is even more worried, Jiang Zhige always likes to say something that makes her feel distressed.

The two were silent for a while, quietly feeling each other's body temperature.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhige's expression gradually changed from guilt to loss, as if he had made a decision.

He looked at the huge battlefield in the distance, and said in a hoarse voice: "Rouer, uncle is still fighting, I'm going to help him."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Nangong Rou didn't think much, and let go of Jiang Zhige gently.

With Jiang Zhige's previously demonstrated strength, it shouldn't be difficult to join forces with Nangong Zhen to deal with the white-browed old man.

Jiang Zhige nodded, turning into a meteor and leaving.

At the same time, Nangong Zhen had already lost the battle.

At first, he could still have the advantage, but halfway through the fight, he had frequent problems, such as being unable to adapt to high-load battles.

The white-browed old man doesn't even need to suppress Nangong Zhen, as long as he drags Nangong Zhen and doesn't let him go, Nangong Zhen himself will become weaker and weaker.

"Nangong Zhen, since you are obsessed, then die for me!"

The white-browed old man's face was gloomy, and he danced the three-foot long sword in his hand. Thousands of spiritual power long swords appeared behind him and stabbed at Nangong Town.

Originally, he hadn't thought of killing Nangong Zhen, but if he didn't solve Nangong Zhen as soon as possible, it would be over if he caught the demon cultivator.

Nangong Rou intended to resist, but she raised her hand and spat out a mouthful of blood without warning, her face pale as paper.

"Uncle, I'm here to help you!"

At this moment, a surge of demonic energy came from the east like a tsunami.

The expression of the white-browed old man changed dramatically, and he turned to flee without waiting for the spirit sword to be released.

"Beasts go away!"

The demonic energy condensed into substance and turned into hundreds of black dragons rushing towards the white-browed old man.

Thousands of spiritual power swords smashed into pieces like a foam black dragon, unable to resist the speed of the black dragon for half a minute.

The white-browed old man was horrified, and his heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

I don't know how many powerful enemies he has defeated in his life, how could he be killed by someone in this way?

Seeing that the white-browed old man was about to be bitten to death by the black dragon, a dazzling white light rose up flat and turned into a barrier to block hundreds of black dragons.

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly, and stopped chasing and killing the white-browed old man.

Nangong Zhen clutched his chest and looked at Jiang Zhige in amazement.

Although he had some guesses, he did not expect that the demon cultivator with the Vientiane Realm cultivation base would be Jiang Zhige, who was polite in his Nangong family and liked by his daughter Nangong Rou.

"Jiang boy, are you crazy?"

Nangong Zhen didn't have time to take care of the white-browed old man, but worried that Nangong Rou had already been murdered by Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige knew that Nangong Zhen would be worried, and quickly replied: "Don't worry, uncle, the boy's heart is like a stone, and he didn't hurt Rouer in the slightest."

"Heart as stone??"

Nangong Zhen's mouth twitched, not believing Jiang Zhige's words.

He has seen a demon cultivator before. Although he has not completely lost his mind, he is also crazy and enjoys killing people. He doesn't look like a normal person at all.

"Little friend, your killing intent is too heavy, but it doesn't look like your heart is like a stone."

Nangong Zhen wanted to confirm again, but a sound like a big bell of Hong Lu suddenly came from the front.

Jiang Zhige and Nangong Zhen heard the sound and saw an old man in a Taoist robe with a whisk in hand and an immortal style walking out from behind the barrier.

"The real Daomen, Xuan Yunzi?"

Nangong Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, Xuan Yunzi could not escape from the world, but he was a real power in the Holy Land.

Throughout the 100,000-mile area of ​​Chaozhou, there are only two saints, and one of them is Daomen Xuan Yunzi.

Jiang Zhige was not timid, and asked in a deep voice, "This person helps Zhou to abuse, and it is not enough to die a thousand times, can't he kill him?"

Judging from Yang Jing's words and deeds, he is definitely a scum who does all kinds of evil. The white-browed old man protects this kind of scum, isn't he also a scum?

Xuan Yunzi shook his head and sighed: "I don't know what happened, but even if this person is killed this way, you are a demon cultivator and you should be killed."

"you..."

Jiang Zhige was at a loss for words. He asked himself that he had never done anything wrong, but he could not deny the fact that he was a demon cultivator.

"Jiang Xiaozi! Don't be stupid, Xuan Yunzi has a cultivation level of heaven, but he is not your opponent. He is obviously delaying time on purpose!"

"First Evolution"

Just when the situation became stiff, Nangong Zhen's voice suddenly woke Jiang Zhige up.

Nangong Zhen resisted his physical discomfort and stood in front of Jiang Zhige, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I'll hold them back."

"But uncle, what do you do, what about Zixiao Tiancheng?"

Jiang Zhige didn't move at all. In fact, before he came, he had already planned to die in battle.

Xuan Yunzi's face was rather ugly, and he said displeasedly, "Patriarch Nangong, do you want to help the demon cultivator leave?"

Nangong Zhen ignored Xuan Yunzi, turned his head to look at Jiang Zhige and said, "Idiot, I've said it before, I'm for my daughter, I..."

"Uncle! I am also for Rouer. You are her father. If I abandon you, what will I be like in this life, and what face will I have to face Rouer?"

Before Nangong Zhen could finish speaking, Jiang Zhige interrupted him in advance.

"You kid..."

Nangong Zhen was startled, not knowing how to refute.

"Patriarch Nangong, you..."

"Xuanyun donor, why bother, Nangongzhen is obsessed, he is no different from a demon, and he should be killed!"

Xuan Yunzi still wanted to persuade Nangong Town, but an angry shout suddenly came from the sky.

A few people heard the sound and saw a muscular monk with a half-bared upper body and a Zen staff stepping on the void.

Nangong Zhen's face was even more ugly. He didn't leave before, but now that Jiang Zhige wanted to leave, it would be a little difficult.

This person is the second person in Chaozhou to enter the holy realm, presided over by Wanfa Temple, and the law name is Jinguang.

"Supreme Due Tianzun..."

Xuan Yunzi let out a long sigh, Monk Jin Guang has arrived, and I am afraid that he will not be able to be kind today.

Monk Jinguang landed on Xuan Yunzi's side, glaring at Nangong Zhen and Jiang Zhige with both eyes, and slammed his Zen staff to the ground, causing the entire Zixiao Tiancheng to tremble.

The four of them confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Nangong Zhen took a healing pill and said in a low voice, "Boy Jiang, if you don't run, don't count on me."

His body is ill, and hitting the white-browed old man is a problem, not to mention facing the two saints?

And if Nangong Zhen guessed correctly, there are still many great masters of the Vientiane Realm rushing to Zixiao Tiancheng. Xuan Yunzi and Monk Jinguang will arrive at the first time because of their high cultivation and fast speed.

"Uncle doesn't need to think too much, it's just death, I will try my best to let you see Rou'er safely."

Jiang Zhige was still not afraid. After exposing his identity as a demon cultivator in front of Nangong Rou, he had a heart to die.

Now that he can fight against the two Saint Realm powers, it is not a loss to die.