Chapter 128 Who is the real master of Piaomiao Valley

Chou Dalang spoke, but suddenly took action!

A contemptuous smile flashed across the corner of the mysterious middle-aged man's mouth: "Just you, you also want to take the initiative with Honya?"

Chou Dalang took action, Jiang Ling, Luo Tian, ​​and Hong Qiang also took action.

The mysterious middle-aged man stood still and didn't move. He just waved to Chou Dalang and the other four.

As soon as Chou Dalang and the other four jumped up, they all fell down straight and began to twitch continuously as soon as they fell to the ground. In a moment, they turned into four staggered corpses.

Luo Xiaofeng was also shocked. He didn't expect that the owner of Piaomiao Valley would be so powerful. He simply waved his hand and turned the four lively men into four staggered corpses.

From beginning to end, Luo Xiaofeng didn't feel any strength.

What's going on? Is there any powerful weapon hidden in this mysterious middle-aged man? Or...

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out!

The mysterious middle-aged man sneered: "I can reborn you, or I can let you fall into hell forever!"

Monk Zhixian ran over tremblingly, with tears on his face and a trembling voice: "I brought you here... I didn't expect... to harm you..."

The mysterious middle-aged man sneered: "Today is the day of my rebirth. Remember that I told you before that the day of my rebirth is the time when my martial arts cultivation is the weakest in my life. You must protect me well. If I can spend this day safely, I will be able to live for another thousand years, otherwise, my soul and soul will be destroyed and I will never be restored!"

Monk Zhixian was surprised and said, "Are you all saying false?"

The mysterious middle-aged man laughed and said, "There is one thing that's fake."

Monk Zhixian couldn't help asking: "What point?"

The mysterious middle-aged man said proudly: "On the day I was reborn, my martial arts cultivation was not the weakest, but the strongest!"

Monk Zhixian looked confused: "Why are you lying?"

The mysterious middle-aged man smiled cunningly: "There is no need to be guarded against others, and I always have to keep a hand in treating you." While speaking, he pointed to the bodies of Choo Dalang and the four people on the ground: "Look, they thought they had an opportunity, but this was the end."

Monk Zhixian knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "I didn't kill them, but they died because of me."

The mysterious middle-aged man sighed: "For thousands of years, you have indeed done a lot for me, Piaomiao Valley. I didn't kill you at the beginning because I knew you were honest."

Monk Zhixian cried even harder.

The mysterious middle-aged man sighed again: "It's a pity that you know my secret, and you must die today!"

Monk Zhixian wiped away the tears, clasped his hands together, and knelt next to the bodies of Chou Dalang and the other two. Even if someone wanted to kill him, he didn't want to stand up. In fact, what's the use of standing up? In front of this mysterious middle-aged man, he couldn't even catch a single move.

Perhaps, dying quietly is his only choice today!

The mysterious middle-aged man sighed again: "I have let you live for more than a thousand years, you should thank me." After saying this, he raised his hand gently...

Before the middle-aged man could take action, Luo Xiaofeng's blood flame magic sword was unsheathed.

A red light flashed, and the Blood Flame Divine Sword instantly grew, and then pressed against the mysterious middle-aged man with a thunderous momentum.

This time, Luo Xiaofeng did not use the four magic sword styles. At such a close distance, he was afraid of hurting the monk Zhixian. Once the four magic sword styles were released, sometimes even Luo Xiaofeng himself could not control it.

Luo Xiaofeng used all his strength in this sword, with Luo Xiaofeng's current martial arts cultivation and the lethality of the divine artifact Blood Flame Divine Sword. This move also has the power to shock the world and cry ghosts.

Luo Xiaofeng didn’t want to hurt people, he just wanted to save people!

With a loud "bang", the mysterious middle-aged man couldn't escape Luo Xiaofeng's move. His body was slapped out heavily. When he fell to the ground, his whole body was already incomplete.

Kill with one move!

How is this possible? The arrogant master of Piaomiao Valley could not handle Luo Xiaofeng's move!

Luo Xiaofeng was stunned! He woke up only when a long sword penetrated his chest!

Behind Luo Xiaofeng, Monk Zhixian was holding an ancient sword in his hand.

A violent pain came over, and Luo Xiaofeng almost fainted. He endured the severe pain and swung the blood flame magic sword in his hand.

The first move of the Blood Flame Divine Sword: Blood Flame Flows in the Sky!

The first move of the Divine Sword was used, and a circle of blood-red flames, centered on Luo Xiaofeng, instantly spreading around.

Monk Zhixian abandoned his sword and floated out obliquely...

Luo Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, stared at the monk Zhixian, and gasped, "I kindly saved you... Why did you kill me..."

Monk Zhixian sneered: "The reason is very simple, because I am the real master of Piaomiao Valley!"

Luo Xiaofeng nodded and murmured: "I didn't expect... you are so cunning..."

Monk Zhixian sneered: "If you want to steal the inheritance pearl from Piaomiao Valley, you are not qualified enough!" As he spoke, he added a long sword in his hand. The sword light flashed and pierced Luo Xiaofeng's throat.

The flames of the Blood Flame Divine Sword slowly went out, and Luo Xiaofeng had to retreat.

Monk Zhixian suddenly said, "Leave the Blood Flame Divine Sword and the inherited pearls of the three major sects, and I will spare you!"

Luo Xiaofeng retreated, and he had no choice but to retreat. Because he had retreated to the entrance of the cave, there was a bottomless pit behind him.

Monk Zhixian sneered: "You have been hit by my Broken Spirit Sword, and you cannot use all your abilities... Behind you is the bottomless black water cave. Once you fall, it will turn into black water and will never be reborn."

Luo Xiaofeng endured the severe pain and said word by word: "You... don't think about it..."

After saying this, Luo Xiaofeng turned around suddenly, rushed through the burning fire at the entrance of the cave, jumped into the bottomless black water cave...

Monk Zhixian closed his eyes and stomped his feet and said, "Such a good substitute, so many magical tools are ruined like this..."

No one has seen the true face of the Lord of Piaomiao Valley, and all people can see is his substitute.

Chou Dalang and his four men suddenly climbed up from the ground. They came over respectfully and surrounded Monk Zhixian. They did not die just now, but were performing a play. This play was performed for Luo Xiaofeng. In order to perform this play well, they also paid the price: the master of the Illusion Blast was dead, and the handsome middle-aged man was also dead. Monk Zhixian didn't care about these prices. Today is indeed the day when the Lord of Piaomiao Valley was reborn. For more than a thousand years before his rebirth, he had been parasitized in Monk Zhixian.

Inside his body. In the past thousand years, only monk Zhixian could live from Piaomiao Valley. This is the reason! The master of Piaomiao Valley was parasitized in the body of monk Zhixian to ensure that his soul was immortal. During the past thousand years of his parasitization, his martial arts cultivation was suppressed. Even so, people with average martial arts cultivation were not his opponents. Although monk Zhixian was still alive, he was just a walking corpse. This is the biggest secret of the master of Piaomiao Valley. Only his best friends know this secret.
Chapter completed!