Large tracts of green poisonous mist filled the bamboo forest, getting thicker and thicker and lingering for a long time.

Wherever the poisonous mist passed, vegetation withered and rotted, and birds and animals became stiff and fell dead, leaving no trace of life.

Hong Sheng, the Sword Master enshrined in the Shang royal palace and one of the four great sages of the kingdom, was also trapped in this poisonous mist. He used his immortal power to struggle against it.

The poisonous mist is also transformed by immortal power, so this is essentially a contest between the immortal powers of two strong men.

From the perspective of immortal power, it is obvious that Poison Master is much stronger. He said that he swallowed the inner elixir of the monster three-eyed demon lizard, tempered himself with its highly toxic venom, and practiced hard for seven months.

It seems to be true.

It was not that Hong Sheng had never thought of escaping from this poisonous fog, but as soon as he stamped his feet on the ground, and just as he was about to leap up, he heard the sound of wind in front of him, and Yan Kun's black iron staff was slammed down with its head. He had no choice but to swing it.

The sword parryed, and with this parry, the person had to fall back to his original position.

Tried several times with the same result.

Hong Sheng not only had to use his immortal power to resist the poisonous mist, but he also had to be on guard against Yan Kun's sneak attack that came from nowhere. He was distracted and was therefore passive in the situation.

As for those who use swords, they are most particular about precision. Even if they can't see where the enemy is, they will suffer a big loss.

"Old Poison, when did you learn this trick?" He smiled bitterly and said into the poisonous mist, "You can't be practicing hard just to deal with me, right?"

"That's right!" Yan Kun laughed loudly in the poisonous mist, "In order to deal with your fast sword, I thought hard and almost broke my head before I came up with this method. I am afraid of pondering everything, right? I pondered this

, I'm sorry, but Sword Master, one of the four great sages of the Northern Jin Kingdom, has to sit in front of me."

"Hey, you!" Hong Sheng laughed angrily.

"I don't need to kill you, I just need to trap you. After Tang Fen and the others kill that kid, they will let you out." Yan Kun continued, "If you calm down, use less fairy power, and concentrate on using it.

In order to resist the poisonous fog, you can also suffer less."

"Hmph!" Hong Sheng snorted coldly, concentrating on resisting the poisonous mist and thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.

...

Zhang Wei was horrified to find that the young man named Jin Ling was floating in front of him out of thin air, about one foot above the ground.

In front of him and behind him, there are countless branches and leaves of bamboo, giving him an extra spiritual aura out of thin air.

It is also possible to practice immortal power to a certain level, fly in the air, and emerge from the dust as an immortal. But that is at least something that can only be done by advanced immortals at the late stage of the immortal level. Immortals with lower cultivation levels can

Scholars, if they don't get some extraordinary immortal crystal skills, they can't do this at all.

and......

His eyes widened even more because he discovered that around the young man's body, there were hundreds of objects of different sizes and shapes, slowly moving around him, like a ribbon.

"Xian Nian Master?!"

He couldn't help but think of an unconfirmed theory that had recently spread in the immortal world of Jinhua City, saying that there was a young man from Lingshan Immortal Township who was suspected of having the potential to be an immortal master, and he had done many extraordinary things at a young age.

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However, this statement is just a rumor in the market, and no one can really confirm it. Most people still dismiss it.

Immortal Master? Don't be kidding. The kind of strong man who can control objects and kill people with his thoughts is the object of everyone's pursuit even in the Eternal Night Empire. There are only a handful of them. How could he appear in a small and remote place like the Northern Jin Dynasty?

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Most likely it's just someone trying to please others.

Now, I saw hundreds of objects with my own eyes, without the control of immortal power, just flying around him. Isn't this an ability that only immortal mind masters have?

Zhang Wei was horrified and quickly shouted in the direction Liu Chengen and his two men were going to lead them over.

"Hmph!" Jin Ling raised his hand, and one hundred and twelve floating parts swept away like a storm.

Although Zhang Wei was panicked, he still had basic cultivation skills. He opened his left hand and a cyan magical shield instantly appeared in front of him.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of Fuyou colliding with the shield was endless. Every time they collided, the color of the shield became lighter, and Zhang Wei's face became paler.

"While I have some free time, can I ask you a few questions?" the young man said.

"Shut up!" Zhang Wei cursed. These words made him distracted. A floating ghost passed by his shield and grazed his left arm, leaving a blood mark.

"It seems that you are not very cooperative." Jin Ling said, "Then I have to capture you first and then ask questions slowly."

He raised his hands, and one hundred and twelve floating parts were divided into two paths, falling on his hands and wrists one after another. In an instant, they were automatically formed into two pairs of blade claws.

"What? What the hell!" Zhang Wei almost forgot to breathe after witnessing this magical scene.

"It's not a ghost, it's because your level is too low and you haven't seen anything good before." Jin Ling did not hide his contempt, and with a movement of his body, he flew towards him in the air.

Withdrawing the immortal power shield, Zhang Wei held the knife in his right hand and stabbed Jin Ling hard in the direction where he was flying towards.

slow.

It's too slow to take action.

Zhang Wei felt that as soon as he took action, his right arm seemed to be frozen, and all the immortal power seemed to be stagnated in his blood, making him unable to use any strength.

This knife only cut off a third of the body, and it ended softly.

The most striking feature of the Ghost Heart Technique is the coldness, which is very, very cold, penetrating the heart and refreshing the spleen and bones. Especially the first move, Ghost Lihun, when used, can make people several feet away feel cold.

It felt like I was in an ice cellar on the 18th floor.

Before Zhang Wei could execute his first move, his whole body suddenly froze.

Then, he saw the young man arriving in front of him out of nowhere, his right hand raised and lowered.

He saw that his right hand holding the black iron knife was broken at the elbow, and fell hard to the ground. The wound did not bleed, but quickly formed a layer of ice film.

"Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to assassinate us?" Jin Ling lightly stepped on the amputated hand and asked.

Every time he stepped on it, it seemed as if he was stepping on Zhang Wei's heart, causing his body to tremble and tremble.

"Don't tell me, let me see for myself first." Jin Ling waved his hand and shot out a blast of immortal power, which directly knocked away the black scarf on Zhang Wei's face, revealing a picture of a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties.

s face.

"I don't know." Jin Ling shook his head and continued to ask, "Are you from the Second Prince? From the Nanwang Palace? From the Xueyin Clan? Or from Tong Yu? Tell me."

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and said nothing. He was in great pain now. He felt that his whole body was freezing to the bone, as if he would be frozen into an ice lump in a moment and a half.

"What is the deep hatred behind such a large-scale effort to assassinate us?" Jin Ling sighed, "Not only did one of the four great sages of the Northern Jin Dynasty be dispatched, but also your team of well-trained immortal masters. In my opinion, in the

In the entire Northern Jin Kingdom, apart from the royal family, the only one who can afford to support you is the Nanwang Palace."

Zhang Wei's body swayed.

"Aha! Nanwang Mansion, that's right! You are the Nanwang's people!" Jin Ling said, "Nanwang, the prince is too stingy. I just hurt his son and killed a follower, but as for such a large-scale revenge,
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