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Chapter 1591 I do not know whether to live or die

"Rebel! Rebel! Kill them for me!" The general of the family was sobbed by Xia Yunjie that he rolled on the ground while shouting with a ferocious expression.

"Kill! Kill!" The generals of the Ding family quickly woke up, all of them showed murderous intent, rushed up to Xia Yunjie, holding swords, guns, spears and sticks to greet him. Some people in the realm of the Xia jumped up and leaped high above the Cui Mansion, and greeted Xia Yunjie's head with swords and swords.

In the Immortal Realm, those swords are not magic weapons of immortals. If you want to control them in the air, it consumes the true essence and magic power. The distance is only more than ten meters. Even the real magic weapons of immortals depends on the quality of the magic weapons and the level of the caster's cultivation level. Otherwise, the distance is limited and it cannot be as free and free as in the lower realm. When flying swords together, you can take the heads of a thousand miles away.

This is actually not difficult to understand. The monks in the Juxia realm in the lower realm can barely tear open the space and cross the void, while the monks in the Juxia realm here can only fly slowly.

So these generals of Ding family directly greeted Xia Yunjie with swords, but after all, they were all people with cultivation. When the swords were shot with all their strength, light burst out from the weapons.

The light was a sword light, a sword light, which was four or five meters long and extremely sharp. Even steel could be cut like a tofu.

Now the Ding family is rushing to Xia Yunjie, and there are all in the sky and underground. Suddenly, the sharp edges of various weapons are densely filled with the eyes of various colors, intertwining into a net, covering Xia Yunjie. Once the cover is tight, even if the fairy accidentally ends up losing her body and disappears.

"Don't hurt my lord!" Zheng Xuan and others were anxious when they saw this, and they all pulled out their swords and rushed towards the Ding generals with red eyes.

Zheng Xuan and the other four had the late stage of Juxia, and had experienced many battles, so they were naturally powerful. When they waved their swords, four sword lights rushed out from the blade, and they suddenly chopped off the arms of the four servants who were closest to them, shoulder-to-shoulder-like arms.

But there were fifty or sixty generals of the Ding family who besieged Xia Yunjie. Although Zheng Xuan and the other four swung their swords and slashed four or five people, they could not affect the overall situation. When they wanted to swing the second sword, the net of various weapons intertwined lights had already covered Xia Yunjie.

It was dense and there were crackling lights flashing, like a power grid, making people feel creepy when they saw it.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Xia Yunjie was calm and shouted coldly. The rays of light bloomed all over his body. He raised the whip in his hand and directly sucked towards the net made of the light of the weapon.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sounds, the light net was shattered by two whips. The generals of the family fell back one after another. The late-stage monks of the family in the air also fell from the air, and many people even bleeded blood.

This is because Xia Yunjie showed mercy. Otherwise, if he really wanted to kill, these generals of the family who were not even a fairy would have died long ago.

The generals of the Ding family naturally didn't know that Xia Yunjie showed mercy. Seeing that Xia Yunjie had whipped lightly, they broke their siege and were shocked and injured. They were all shocked and angry, and they shouted: "The officers and soldiers have beaten people! Don't let them go! Kill them!"

This time, more and more people were alarmed. Two or three hundred people rushed up from all directions, and one of them was even a fairy.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Cui Mansion? Are you impatient to live?" The fairy was wearing a purple robe, skinny and a string of rosary on her wrist. The rosary was white, and it looked moist from a distance, but if you looked carefully, you would find that there was a faint mist on the surface of the rosary, and a hideous skull appeared in the mist, revealing a gloomy smell.

"Yuwendu!" Zheng Xuan and others suddenly turned pale when they saw the skinny fairy appear.

"Maintain butler!" When the rest of the people saw the immortal appear, they saluted him one after another, with a look of awe on their faces.

"So it's Zheng Xuan. I was thinking about whether to let you go, but I didn't expect you to come to die by yourself!" The butler Yuwendu ignored everyone's salute, paused slightly on Xia Yunjie, and then turned to Zheng Xuan, with cold ghost fire leaping in his deep eyes.

Obviously, Yu Wendu didn't take Xia Yunjie seriously at all, and at the same time he also recognized Zheng Xuan and knew that he was Luo Yu's lover.

As he said that, Yu Wendu stretched out his thin hand like chicken feet and grabbed Zheng Xuan.

The long fingers are shining with cold light in the sun, and there is a ray of ghost energy.

When Zheng Xuan saw Yuwendu attacking him, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to move backwards.

"Does the mere Juxia cultivator want to escape under my Yinsha ghost claws?" Yu Wendu smiled and his five claws closed slightly. Zheng Xuan felt as if he was trapped by five invisible forces. His whole body tightened and he could no longer move.

"A mere evil demons and heretics dare to show their might in front of me!" Xia Yunjie saw this and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his horse whip in his hand pointed at Yu Wendu's thin hand.

"I dare to do it even if the fairy-level immortals..." Yu Wendu saw that Xia Yunjie didn't even sacrifice his magic weapon, and he whipped his hand with a horse whip. A disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. His thin claws moved slightly. He was about to grab the horse whip with his palm, but suddenly his face changed suddenly, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes, because as soon as his palm moved, he felt as if he was entangled by an invisible force, and it was difficult to move.

Yu Wendu obviously still has rich combat experience. Although he was shocked, he did not hesitate at all.

The bound dry hand suddenly pulled back, and at the same time, the hand wearing the rosary raised to the sky, the rosary came out and turned into a cloud of dark clouds, and skulls appeared in the dark clouds. The skulls opened their mouths, revealing the black holes and white teeth inside, which were extremely gloomy and terrifying.

There are nine skulls, which are the heads of babies born in the Yin year and Yin month of Yuwendu. They placed them in the Yin evil place day and night to soak and temper them, making them as hard as steel. Then they forcibly penetrated the soul and soul of the late Juxia cultivator, and then fed them with their own essence and blood every day and sacrificed them day and night. After a hundred years, the skull was considered to be refined and called the Feitian Infant Skull.

Although it is extremely difficult to consume time when refining this magic weapon, and even a large amount of his essence and blood are required to affect his cultivation, once refined, each skull is equivalent to a fairy-stage immortal, and he is not afraid of swords, weapons and magic weapons, and changes endlessly. Once the sacrifice is released, even the immortal elixir immortals dare not underestimate it.
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