"Who is the one who dares to kill me? I'm the one who is in the pill!" An old man flew over on the Xuanqing broad sword.

The old man's spiritual sense swept below and knew that Dong Xiong and others were buried here. Jiang Nan held the little princess and stood quietly in place, not caring about the speeding old man.

"Do you know that they are all people in the Pills Pavilion." The old man flew down from the broad sword and shouted fiercely: "Ignoring the fate of the Pills Pavilion, there is only one way to die."

"Hmph, who are they? What do they have to do with me?" Jiang Nan glanced at the old man, then stared at the little princess deeply: "In my heart, those who disrespect her must die!"

"Boy, I dare to be so arrogant and seek death if I have a level seven in Huang Realm..." The old man wanted to take a look at Jiang Nan's background and then consider how to take action. Unexpectedly, Jiang Nan ignored his existence at all. Not only did the old man's cultivation reach the seventh level of Xuan Realm, but he was also the third elder of the Dan Yao Pavilion. In Chu State, the Dan Yao Elder's status is not bad at all. For this reason, the old man could not tolerate the other party's ignorance.

Jiang Nan was so ignorant that the old man stopped talking nonsense and raised a foot wide broad sword high. In an instant, the four elements surged wildly, and the broad sword was covered with strange colors.

"Go to die!" The old man shouted angrily, and the huge broad sword slashed down in the sky. With his cultivation level, it can be said that it was easy. But the moment he raised the broad sword, it showed that he was not asking Jiang Nan for his life, but trying to tear Jiang Nan and the little princess apart.

Seeing the broad sword slashing with surging elemental waves, Jiang Nan was surprisingly calm and tightened the palm of the little princess' finger: "Little princess, if you are with me, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid! As long as you are by your side, I am not afraid of anything!" The little princess showed her temperament of looking at death: "You are taller than me, if you strike the broad sword, you will definitely hit you first!"

"..." Jiang Nan was filled with mixed feelings in an instant and stood up fearlessly. Because he believed that as long as the little princess was by her side, there would be no problem in saving her life.

Seeing Jiang Nan and the little princess so calm, the old man realized that something was wrong. The cultivator's unique intuition made him smell the dangerous aura. However, the broad sword had been slashed out, and there was no possibility of recovery. What's more, Jiang Nan only had the seventh level of Huang Realm, while the little princess was just a mortal. No matter how big the variables were, how could a mere seventh level of Huang Realm pose a threat to the seventh level of Xuan Realm?

Various thoughts flashed through my mind, and the old man used the "illusion" to convince himself, and the speed of slashing under the broad sword in his hand increased a little.

When the broad sword was less than an inch away from Jiang Nan's forehead, with a "buzz...", a layer of strange energy surged in the void. The violent broad sword stagnated, as if there was an invisible big hand, holding the broad sword.

"Uh..." The old man's arms suddenly swelled, but the broad sword seemed to be embedded in hardened mud and stone. No matter how hard he used, he could not make any move. The old man's spiritual sense injected into the broad sword had been wiped out completely.

"Not good!" At this moment, the old man was convinced of his intuitive judgment and must have someone whose cultivation level was far beyond him to help him secretly.

The old man was definitely not a mindless person who could become the third elder of the Dan Yao Pavilion. He immediately let go of his broad sword and bowed to the void: "Dong Baigu, I don't know if he is here, what is offensive to me, I hope he can forgive me."

There was silence around him, and no sound rang out. Dong Baigu frowned and gave a bow again: "I invite this little brother to the Dan Yao Pavilion to give a speech, I hope you can fulfill your wish."

Still no one answered, an idea flashed through Dong Baigu's mind, and then walked to Jiang Nan: "Dare you ask where the little brothers are?"

The broad sword that was wide was still hanging above the two of them. Jiang Nan ignored the existence of the broad sword and sneered coldly: "You are not qualified to ask for the master of the lower class."

"You...well! Since the little brother doesn't want to tell me, I don't force me." Dong Baigu was angry, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only suppress his anger: "They invited you to the Danya Pavilion to talk to you, why did you kill them?"

"Hmph!" Jiang Nan snorted coldly: "The person has been killed. Why do you want me to give you an explanation?"

"You are right. Everyone is dead, what's the point of explanation?" A killing intention flashed through Dong Baigu's eyes, and his thin palm suddenly grabbed the little princess' neck: "I dare to kill the old master's descendants, and I have to bury you with me."

All this happened too suddenly, and Jiang Nan had no time to react. Moreover, with Dong Baigu's seventh-level cultivation level, even if he was prepared, he could not take the little princess to avoid it safely.

Dong Baigu showed a strange grin on his face, and his skin-bone-like dry palms accurately grabbed the little princess' neck. With just a little force, the elf-like little princess would die.

At this moment, an indescribable pain surged in Jiang Nan's heart. Only when the Jiang family was destroyed and Xiaowei was bullied did he have this pain in his heart. For some reason, the moment Dong Baigu grabbed the little princess' neck, his heart would be so painful, as if the thing he cherished the most was dug and cut away by Sheng.

"No..." Jiang Nan roared almost madly, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he looked like a demonized monk, waving the long sword in his hand and stabbing at Dong Baigu.

Dong Baigu's hideous smile instantly froze. He was about to twist the little princess' neck, but before he could use force, his whole arm burst out with a "boom".

"Hiss..." Dong Baigu took a breath of air. The moment he lost his arm, his mind was extremely clear, and it was clear that it would be a dead end to continue to stay. Compared with his life, losing an arm is nothing. Dong Baigu was about to retreat, but his heart suddenly became cold, and a thin sword pierced from his front and back heart.

Jiang Nan roared frantically, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and pinching the magic tricks with the other hand. In the void, fireworks flashed out from the tip of the sword like clusters of colorful flowers blooming in summer.

Dong Baigu slapped Jiang Nan with a palm, but every palm he slapped was consumed by an invisible resistance. Jiang Nan grabbed the hilt of the sword and pushed Dong Baigu forward frantically. The flames pointed out from the tip of the sword appeared an array of Big Dipper Stars, slid along the tip of the sword toward Dong Baigu's back, and sank into his body bit by bit.

The crazy Jiang Nan held the long sword and pushed Dong Baigu out a mile away. This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the three people in the return pill pavilion. All seven fireworks merged into Dong Baigu's body. Dong Baigu's face became extremely strange, and his mouth opened, but before it could make a sound, a violent energy exploded from the inside out.

"Three Elder, he..."

"No, it's impossible."

"Go back to the Pill Pavilion!"

The three of them had almost no hesitation and fled quickly again. But this time, they were very determined and would never stop until they escaped back to the Dan Yao Pavilion.

At the moment when Dong Baigu exploded, the Seven-Star Sword seemed to be shattered into pieces. Jiang Nan was hit a hundred meters away by the aftermath of the explosion. Fortunately, Dong Baigu's storage bag happened to fall beside him.

Even when he was in a state of madness, Jiang Nan knew how to collect storage bags. Looking at the three people who were running away, Jiang Nan sneered a trace of sneer on the corner of her mouth. Instead of chasing her, she turned around and walked towards the little princess.

The little princess who had just returned from the gate of hell, patted Chuchu's growing breast in a panic in a panic: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous, oh my god... I almost got my neck smeared... I can't do this dangerous thing again next time!"

"Little Princess, I'm sorry!" Jiang Nan stood in front of the little princess covered in blood: "I deserve to die the most!"

"Hmph... you're so beautiful." The little princess curled her lips: "Even if you don't die, Xiaoqiang can't do it. You want to die. It's really...ah... you..."

Before the little princess could finish her speech, Jiang Nan, covered in blood, fell straight towards her. She pressed against her tender body, her head tilted and fainted.

"Oh... Oh my god... you're not dead, right?" The little princess's most fragile nerve was suddenly touched. She held Jiang Nan who was fainting and sat on the ground, crying and snatching the earth.

...

The curtains and windows are covered with jade soft beds, and the elegant fragrance is fragrant by the pillow. The girl's bright eyes are covered with black makeup.

"It's been ten days, for ten days, why haven't you woken up yet?" The little princess walked out of the wing reluctantly, with a hint of sadness hanging on her innocent face: "Oh... it's impossible that she can't wake up like this!"

The little princess bit her silver teeth and walked out step by step along the pebbled path. Just then, a handsome and majestic young man walked towards the little princess with a demeanor and pretended to be elegant.

"I have met Your Highness Xiao Wen, I have seen Your Highness the Little Princess!" Xiao Wen is polite, decent and generous, with a handsome appearance and profound cultivation. Not to mention a lady from a wealthy family, even outstanding female disciples from various sects fell in love with him secretly.

Unfortunately, the little princess was completely immune to him, and she didn't even look up at him, and walked forward with her head down on the pebbles. Xiao Wen did not show any displeasure at this, nor did she stick it on like a follower. She just smiled faintly and walked in the other direction.

In the wing room, Jiang Nan was lying quietly on the nephrite bed. This was the tenth day of his coma. For a practitioner, coma is a very abnormal thing, not to mention that he would be unconscious for more than ten days after he was unconscious.

"Dad...mother...Xiaowei is not afraid, brother will definitely make you feel better...Little princess...No..." Jiang Nan sat up suddenly, sweating all over, and looked at the surrounding environment: "Where is this?"

Soon, he recalled the scenes before the coma, but he was not sure how much he had fallen into. But he knew that this coma was not short, because in the coma, he "dreamed" of many things and many people, and everything was so vivid and real.

Jiang Nan took a deep breath and slowly circulated his true energy. He used the Seven-Star Sword Technique twice with the seventh-level cultivation level, completely surpassing the limit that the body can bear, and may even die on the spot. Even if he survived, it would have a certain impact on his cultivation.

After the true energy started to flow, Jiang Nan frowned deeply and muttered to himself in disbelief: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"
Chapter completed!