"Jia Nanfeng, where do you want to escape when you die?"

The sound of Mo Julu lingered in her ears like a maggot on her tars.

Jia Nanfeng was extremely frightened. She grew up with a golden key in her childhood. Whether she was in Beihai Sect when she was a child or later married Emperor Xia, she was always pampered and loved by all. How could she have experienced a life-and-death crisis like tonight?

"Stop it!"

With Mo Julu's harsh reprimanding, he raised his hand and shot straight at Jia Nanfeng. Seeing that Jia Nanfeng was about to be pierced through his chest by the fist-

A figure suddenly appeared behind Jia Nanfeng. The figure reached out and patted it gently. The powerful fist seal instantly collapsed and dissipated. The shock wave contained inside the fist seal immediately spread. Jia Nanfeng was first lifted up high, then fell heavily, smashing the floor tiles.

"Who are you!"

Mo Julu looked alert and stared at the man in black who was exactly the same as him.

Although the other party dressed exactly like him and could not sense the aura, Mo Julu was sure that she was definitely not her own, because if she was her own, she would not be able to save Jia Nanfeng.

Jia Nanfeng must die!

...

"Ahem!"

Jia Nanfeng vomited two mouthfuls of blood, feeling that all his internal organs were dropped and moved. He raised his head with difficulty and saw two men in black confronting her. The man in black who was closest to her had just saved her life.

"I should ask you this sentence, who are you?"

Xia Wanan asked lightly, using her spiritual power to transform her voice into neutrality, and she could not hear her gender.

Mo Julu's eyes flashed and changed twice, and suddenly she seemed to have made some decision and said viciously: "Forget it, you're dead soon, anyway, it doesn't matter who you are!"

As he finished speaking, his figure became blurred and twisted, and he used the strange body technique that had previously broken through Jia Youde's blockade. He took dozens of meters away and teleported to Xia Wan'an's side. The blade brought a cold and cold light to her neck.

"clang!"

A muffled sound of a collision between fine iron.

Mo Julu's pupils widened in horror, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Is it only this level?"

Xia Wan'an's tone was still calm, and her two fingers clamped the blade, her posture was both relaxed and comfortable.

With just this blow, she judged the gap between the opponent and her strength. When she followed this group of men in black, she was worried that she was not their opponent, so she didn't show up for a long time. Now it seems that she was worried too much.

Her cultivation for thousands of years is still very strong.

Mo Julu quickly came to her senses and quickly burst out spiritual power to snatch the blade back, but the other party's two fingers were like casting iron, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out the slightest.

Xia Wanan saw his intention and took the initiative to let go of his fingers. He took Mo Julu back with her strong inertia and stepped out of a big pit.

"I'll give you another chance." Xia Wan'an said.

"Use your strongest move against me, this is the only possibility that you will defeat me tonight."

Mo Julu finally stopped her retreat. When she heard this, she was ashamed and annoyed as she heard it, and felt that she was greatly humiliated.

He is the great elder of Zhaixing Pavilion and one of the worshipers of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is one of the most powerful people in the world. How could anyone be so despised?

Oh, there was a time when Su Changcun was still alive twenty years ago.

"You will regret it as you wish!"

Mo Julu gritted her teeth and burst into a fierce fighting spirit of sacrificing her life.

"The wind slashes!"

He took a step and teleported to Xia Wan'an again, and cut out a thousand and one sword in an instant. One sword passed quickly, and each of them could cut off the river and the river and collapse the city wall. The power was terrifying!

"Bang bang bang bang..."

However, even such a fierce attack could not hurt Xia Wan'an at all. She poked out her slender jade finger and resisted the blade with the immortal body of the Eternal God Emperor, and in an instant, blocked all the attacks of one thousand and one swords in an instant.

"Die for me!"

Mo Julu roared and roared. The last sword was superimposed on the power of each sword in front, and slashed Xia Wan'an's forehead with the domineering attitude of killing gods and Buddhas. Before the sword fell, the sword light had already slashed a bottomless gully on the ground.

Xia Wan'an's face did not change, and she did not hide or avoided her hand to grab it.

"boom!!"

The moment the blade contacted the palm, it made a sound like a world-breaking explosion. With the two of them as the center, all the palace brick walls within a radius of 1,000 meters were destroyed and shattered, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

In a moment, the smoke and dust disappeared.

Mo Julu's eyes widened, her face hidden under the veil was filled with shock and horror, and she stared at the blade that was caught by the other party's empty hand.

The knife just now was the strongest blow he could have, but he was still underestimated by the other party. He had never felt as weak as he is now in his life.

"How is it possible..."

Not far away, Jia Nanfeng crawled out of the ruins. After seeing the current situation of the two, she was no less shocked than Mo Julu.

She was sure that even if such a terrifying blow made her father, who had already broken through to the 80s, she had to do her best, but this mysterious man in black blocked it with just a flesh palm.

She is actually better than her father. Who is she sacred?

A wisp of bright red blood suddenly slid down from Xia Wan'an's palm, and she frowned slightly.

She was injured and a hole was cut through her palm. It seemed that her cultivation level for thousands of years was still limited.

"The opportunity is over, please feel free to go on the road."

Xia Wan'an said calmly that the fight with the other party made her sure that her current strength was enough to push the entire Daxia Palace, which was the value the other party provided for herself at the cost of her life.

Then she held her five fingers and the blade in her hand shattered all over the ground. Before Mo Julu could react, Xia Wanan slapped his head with another palm and silently said:

"Soul Searching Method."

"boom!"

Mo Julu's mind set off a storm, and the sea of ​​consciousness was forcibly opened. All the memories of her life were opened to Xia Wan'an and allowed her to read them.

Soon, Xia Wan'an browsed his memories and released her palm.

Mo Julu collapsed softly to the ground as if her soul was taken off, rolled her eyes and did not move, and her sea of ​​consciousness collapsed and died.

"It turns out that the four dynasties formed an alliance for this reason."

Xia Wanan thought silently that after reading Mo Julu's memory, she already understood the complete process of the coming and going of things.

This is a very bizarre thing, and it is absolutely impossible to guess if you guess.

Behind the Four-Nation Alliance is related to the Immortal World.

Mo Julu is the great elder of the Zhaixing Pavilion of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and is also a worshiper of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has a noble status and is one of the top powerhouses in the Cangxuan Continent.
Chapter completed!