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    Xuan Yunzi and Jin Guang monk joined hands to resist, but like an egg hitting a stone, the defense was instantly broken by Tian Jiufang's halberd.

    The shadow of the halberd came head-on, and both of them had nowhere to hide.

    Xuan Yunzi decisively stood in front of Monk Jin Guang, and turned his hands to each other to create a giant yin and yang gossip.

    "Daoist!!"

    Monk Jin Guang widened his eyes, trying to stop it but it was too late.

    The terrifying halberd shadow quickly shattered the yin and yang gossip map, and cut Xuan Yunzi in half on the spot. The scene was bloody abnormal.

    Even if the monk Jin Guang was only hit by the aftermath, he was sent hundreds of meters away, and he vomited blood in his mouth.

    The white-browed old man hiding in the distance was horrified. If it were him facing this halberd, he might not even have ashes left.

    "Not dead?"

    Tian Sha was quite surprised, he thought he could kill both of them directly.

    Being able to block most of the power for Monk Jin Guang with death proves that Xuan Yunzi is also an extremely powerful existence in the Holy Land, but unfortunately he encountered a chaotic monster that has lived for thousands of years today.

    Monk Jin Guang was in a state of grief and indignation. He stood up with the help of his Zen staff, looked at Jiang Zhige and shouted angrily, "Bastard! Damn you, damn you!!"

    The white-browed old man felt bad. Now that the situation has been settled, when Monk Jin Guang is defeated, he will not escape death.

    However, in the face of Jiang Zhige who could crush the two Saint Realm, the white-browed old man would definitely not be able to escape.

    Seeing that Jiang Zhige was going to deal with Monk Jin Guang, the white-browed old man became more and more anxious, looking around and finally set his sights on Nangong Zhen.

    Tiansha took a leisurely and indulgent pace and kept approaching the monk Jinguang.

    Monk Jin Guang still wanted to fight back, but unfortunately his injuries were too severe, and he felt like his body was about to fall apart when he moved a little.

    "Bastard! Even if the old man dies today, countless fellow Taoists will come to kill you, and you will eventually die!"

    Although the monk Jin Guang had no resistance, he was not afraid of the imminent death, and still glared at Tiansha fiercely.

    "I will die? Stupid, if your Buddha and kindness were useful, I would have died long ago."

    With a strange smile on his face, Tiansha raised the Tianjiufang halberd towards Monk Jinguang.

    It is unknown how many years he has existed until now, even much earlier than Buddha.

    In the infinite years, Tiansha has not realized any great way, only knows that he is called a monster, but he has lived by a demon body until now, and countless great emperors and gods and Buddhas have died in his hands.

    "Wait! Boy, you don't want Nangong Zhen to die, do you?"

    Just when the devil was about to kill the monk Jinguang, the voice of the white-browed old man suddenly came from not far away.

    Jiang Zhige couldn't help but regain control of his body in a hurry.

    "You kid..."

    Tian Sha couldn't help but feel helpless. Jiang Zhige did this every time, and he valued the lives of others too much.

    Of course, this is also the key to Jiang Zhige's suitability for cultivating demons.

    Jiang Zhige turned his head to look, and found that the white-browed old man was nervous, holding the sword in his hand against Nangong Zhen's throat.

    Although Jiang Zhige had shown affection to Nangong Zhen before, the white-browed old man did not know whether Jiang Zhige was still sensible.

    If Jiang Zhige didn't care about Nangong Zhen's life or death at all, he and the monk Jin Guang would definitely die.

    Jiang Zhige's face was ugly, and he said coldly, "If you dare to hurt a single hair on him, I will let you not leave the whole sect!"

    "Who are you frightening? If you don't kill him, you will die. Why don't I bring someone to bury before I die?"

    When the white-browed old man heard this, not only did he not worry, but he felt relieved.

    Because the more angry Jiang Zhige is, the higher the status of Nangong Zhen in his heart.

    Nangong Zhen looked weak and smiled bitterly: "Jiang boy, don't care about me, do what you want."

    Originally, he was not weak enough to be taken as a hostage by the white-browed old man, but Xuan Yunzi's attack wounded him so badly that he almost lost his ability to move.

    "So despicable, is it the righteousness you want?"

    Jiang Zhige glanced at Monk Jinguang, and his murderous intention became stronger and stronger.

    Monk Jinguang's expression remained unchanged, and he snorted coldly: "Nangongzhen is in the same boat as you and other demon cultivators, and they should have been killed!"

    "Boy, as long as you are willing to let me and the two of you live, I can promise you that you will not hurt Nangong Town, and that you will withdraw from Chaozhou and never come again."

    While the white-browed old man wanted to survive, he did not forget Monk Jinguang. If he could escape this catastrophe and befriend a saintly master, it would be of countless benefits to him.

    Moreover, the white-browed old man had a low cultivation base. If Jiang Zhige agreed to let the two go, the monk Jin Guang would be a guarantee for him to escape.

    Jiang Zhige's eyes were cold, and he calmly calculated the speed of his shot.

    His speed was very fast, but the white-browed old man's sword had already touched Nangong Zhen's throat, and there was a monk with golden light beside him, so there was no guarantee that an accident could not happen.

    Nangong Zhen was his father-in-law, and even more so, Nangong Rou's father, Jiang Zhige couldn't take such a big risk.

    "Lord Changyuan, although Nangong Zhen should be killed, but the old man doesn't bother to use this method to survive!"

    Just when Jiang Zhige intended to agree, Jin Guang and Guang around him suddenly shouted angrily and made a swastika handprint towards Nangong Zhen.

    It happened so suddenly that Jiang Zhige couldn't react at all.

    The white-browed old man was also thinking about how to ensure that Jiang Zhige would not pursue him, but he also failed to react.

    Bang! The palm print ran through Nangong Zhen's chest on the spot, almost affecting the white-browed old man next to him.

    The expression of the white-browed old man changed dramatically, and Jiang Zhige's heart was splitting even more.

    "uncle!!"

    Jiang Zhige dodged to Nangong Zhen's side and supported him before he fell.

    The vitality of the Vientiane Realm is extremely strong. Even if it is penetrated through the chest, Nangong Zhen still has a breath left, and he did not die on the spot.

    The white-browed old man next to him stepped back again and again, filled with remorse.

    Monk Jin Guang is disdainful of stealing his life, but he wants to live? Knowing this, he should have waited for Jiang Zhige to kill Monk Jin Guang before making a move.

    Nangong Zhen's face was pale, looked at Jiang Zhige and smiled miserably: "Silly boy, no, don't blame yourself, my time is running out..."

    Many years ago, in order to improve his strength and regain the position of home lord, he practiced a technique that was extremely life-sucking, and now he has only a few years of life left.

    Knowing that he would not live long, Nangong Zhen was eager to find a support for Nangong Rou before, so he chose to defend Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige against the pursuers of the Gorilla Moon Sect alone, instead of arranging many clan elders to come.

    Now that Monk Jin Guang has made this killer, it is a relief for him, at least he doesn't have to drag Jiang Zhige down anymore.

    With tears in his eyes, Jiang Zhige said in a trembling voice, "Uncle, but, but you..."

    Thinking of Nangong Zhen's pretentious indifference in the past, and thinking of Nangong Zhen's good intentions, how could Jiang Zhige be relieved?

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    Even if Nangong Zhen is not Nangong Rou's father, he is an elder who can be respected by Jiang Zhige.

    Nangong Zhen's face was full of helplessness. He wanted to say more, but unfortunately the injury to his chest made him no longer have time to talk to Jiang Zhige.

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