Painting of the Nine Immortals - Chapter 2813

“Dare to touch my disciples, you are looking for death.”

The icy word fell, swallowing the heavens and the mountains, like the immortal awake, like the emperor’s dust.

The invincible situation made everyone on the scene tremble and fell to their knees.

Prime Minister Dawei is no exception, and Dingguo is no exception.

Both are monks in the eighth state, and their foundations are extraordinary. Looking at the Wei dynasty, they can be called long-established strong men.

But compared with Ling Xian, the two are no different from the ants.

Even if Ling Xian’s strength was only 10% of the heyday, the two were unable to compete and had to kneel.

“So terrible, how can I feel that even a master can’t match it.”

“You’re nonsense! Didn’t you see the master kneel?”

“I’m dazzled. Even the master and the prime minister can’t bear this man’s momentum. How strong is he?”

Everyone at the scene exclaimed, experiencing coldness, like falling ice cave.

The same is true of Prime Minister Wei and Ding Guogong.

The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

It was just the momentum that made them kneel to the ground and couldn’t get up. It is conceivable how powerful the momentum master is.

What made them even more afraid was that Ling Xian walked out of the stone ring, lingering the air of chaos, flowing the sacred light, and not revealing her true content.

But it is certain that he is a soul.

It was just the soul that made them fall to their knees, thinking with their toes and knowing how terrible Lingxian was.

“Sorry, I’m late for the teacher.”

Looking at the scaly wounds and the dying Luosha, Lingxian was burning in anger and murderous.

Luo Cha is his disciple, hurting her is equivalent to beating his face!

“Master …” Luo Cha’s eyes circled red, and tears burst into his eyes.

This was the first time she was called Master Lingxian, and the first time she cried after her mother died.

Ling Xian is the only one who recognizes her. Although she does not want to reveal it, Ling Xian is already the most important person in her heart.

Therefore, Luo Cha’s tears came to an end, and the strong cold disappeared, leaving only helpless grievances.

“You finally called me Master.”

“Rest assured, I will make him pay for the person who hurt you.” Ling Xian’s expression was cold, and the aura of light shrouded Luo Sha. Only a moment later, her injury was cured.

Under the warming of Anhunyan, his soul has been restored to the original. Although it has only 10% of its combat power at its heyday, it is more than enough to sweep the star.

“Senior, this is my housework, please don’t get involved.” Ding Guogong calmly tried his best to practice the exercises and got up.

The same is true of Prime Minister Wei.

Unfortunately, Lingxian’s momentum is like 100,000 mountains, and they are just ants, how can they shake 100,000 mountains?

“Housework?”

Ling Xian smiled, Ding Guogong stood by, and allowed Prime Minister Wei to torture and humiliate Rakshasa, who was also worthy of Rakshasa’s father?

Such inhumanity, kill!

At the moment, Ling Xian slaps out and slams it on the face of Dingguo.

puff!

A spit of blood spewed, half of Dingguo’s face was broken, the painful cold sweat flowed, and his face was distorted.

His anger rushed to the crown, his lungs were exploding, but he did not dare to move or even show the slightest dissatisfaction.

His main body was crouched, and his confidants were afraid to move.

Lingxian only let everyone kneel to the ground by force, who couldn’t compete, who dared to show resentment?

“Shut up if you want to live longer.”

Ling Xian glanced at Ding Guogong slightly, and turned his attention to Prime Minister Dawei, saying, “Hundred and forty-seven scars, do you say I want you to pay back ten times or one hundred times?”

Hearing that, the Prime Minister of Great Wei shivered and said, “Sir, I am the Prime Minister of Great Wei.

“Are you threatening me?”

Ling Xianxing’s eyes were cold. In his eyes, the Dawei Dynasty was a strong ant, no different from the Prime Minister of Dawei.

“Dare, I just want to warn the seniors.” Prime Minister Dawei bowed his eyebrows, knowing that he was not Ling Xian’s opponent. The only chance of survival was to deter Ling Xian with the Wei Dynasty.

“No different from the threat.”

Ling Xian smiled and said, “Even the close ones dare not prey in front of me. What do you think?”

As the words fell, he thought of the sword and cut off the limbs of Prime Minister Dawei.

“what!”

The Prime Minister Wei Wei screamed, his blood flowed like a note, and he was anxious.

He stared at Ling Xian with fear and anger: “Sir, do you really want to be my enemy to the Wei Dynasty?”

“Don’t say it was the Great Wei Dynasty. Even if it was the whole star, I didn’t look at it.”

Ling Xian’s smile gradually narrowed, her sleeves flung, and the endless swordman broke, leaving the frontal scars on Prime Minister Wei.

The flesh was blurred, and the sky was mournful. Prime Minister Wei Wei looked like a ghost, and his face was filled with terror.

The same goes for everyone present.

One is because of Ling Xian’s terrible strength, and the other is because he ignored the Wei Dynasty.

The Great Wei Dynasty was one of the twelve forces without star deficiencies. Even if it was another eleven detached forces, they would not dare to provoke it easily!

“You’re dead, dare to touch me, Your Majesty won’t let you go!” Prime Minister Dawei was so mad that he tried his best to stand up.

Unfortunately, you cannot move at all.

Even if Ling Xian has only 10% of his combat power, he can crush the close ones. Is he able to compete?

“He dares to come, I dare to kill.”

Ling Xian’s eyes were icy and cold, and he pointed out that the Prime Minister of Wei Wei was torn apart and his internal organs were broken.

That severe pain made the Prime Minister of Wei Wei scream and be desperate.

He finally realized what a terrible existence Ling Ling was, even if the Wei dynasty devoted all his efforts, he was not an opponent!

Dingguo also realized.

He professed to be a hero, and Tai Shan collapsed before him, but at the moment, he was afraid.

Ling Xian is terrible. He has no strength to fight back. How can he not be afraid?

“Before, you were a sword, she was fish.”

“At this moment, you are fish, and I am a knife.”

Ling Xian’s expression was indifferent, and Prime Minister Wei Wei was very cruel and ruthless. He was so cruel to a 14-year-old girl, **** it!

“No, I am Prime Minister Dawei, you can’t kill me!” Prime Minister Dawei was so terrified that he couldn’t stop shaking.

“Do you really consider yourself a character? I dare to kill the old monsters of the Wei Dynasty. What kind of thing are you?” Ling Xian sneered, thinking of Raksha’s scaly wounds, he became angry.

“My lord is really arrogant.”

The icy words resounded through the imperial capital, three figures emerged, swallowed the mountains and rivers, and deterred the eight wastelands.

On the left is a gray-haired old man. The prestige of the ninth realm swept across ten squares, making everyone in the audience thrilled, and the atmosphere did not dare to pant.

The old man on the right is also a ninth state monk.

In the middle is a heroic man, wearing a dragon robe. Although it is only the eighth state, he has the majesty of coming to the world.

“See Your Majesty!”

When he saw the man, Dingguo was overjoyed, and wanted to bow down, but found that he didn’t need it.

The same goes for everyone present.

They were already kneeling on the ground and could not move at all, naturally they did not need to salute the Lord of Wei. “You’re wrong. I’m not arrogant, but just a fact.” Ling Xian looked indifferent, glanced at the three of them, and slowly spit out a cold word.

“I don’t want to kill the war, and don’t want the Wei dynasty to fall, just let me go.”

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There is no third chapter, so you need to organize your thoughts.