Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1196: The villain died from talking too much?

"Ahem..."

The boatman Huo Xie only felt his throat tickle and coughed.

What the **** is this white mist?

Why does it linger, cut off the line of sight, and irritate the throat?

He kept waving his hands to drive away the gray mist, and saw a layer of off-white powder on his body, as if it had been sprinkled with flour...even the ghost power could not isolate it.

Huo Xie was awe-inspiring and cautious.

At the same time, I cursed in my heart: How shameless.

Jian Xiaoyao actually used such a despicable method.

He tried to diffuse the power of the nether world, radiating it within a range of 50 meters around him, so that no disturbance would escape his perception, in case he was attacked...

When encountering Jian Xiaoyao's conversation, he must be careful.

At the beginning, he had thought about whether he could stab Jian Xiaoyao to death.

But now it seems that even if he awakens the power of the nether world sealed in his body, fighting alone is no match for Jian Xiaoyao.

This made him uncontrollably frustrated and frustrated.

At the same time, he became more determined to kill Jian Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, energy fluctuations came from within the radiation range of the Nether Divine Power.

"Who?"

Huo Xie shouted loudly, and the black ghost spear had already assassinated him.

Clang.

The force of counter-shock came.

"It's me."

The man whispered: "Ming Ruo."

It is the voice of the **** Ming Ruo.

But Huo Xie still didn't dare to be careless, and was extremely vigilant to perceive with the power of the ghost.

It is indeed the breath of Ming Ruo God.

No mistake.

The breath of divine power is the unique symbol of every god, family **** warrior, and magician, and it cannot be forged and imitated.

Huo Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

"I discovered a secret of Jian Xiaoyao..."

Ming Ruo whispered, also approaching slowly.

"What secret?"

A hint of curiosity rose in Huo Xie's heart.

But the next moment——

Chick.

My heart is cold.

A non-mainstream big silver sword pierced his body.

Huo Xie was taken aback, and said angrily, "You..."

Before he finished the sentence 'what are you doing', a silver light flashed.

The non-mainstream big silver sword pierced directly into his mouth.

Put all the rest of his words back.

Huo Xie opened his eyes wide, and finally saw the face of the figure in front of him clearly.

What kind of **** is there?

It is clearly Jian Xiaoyao.

I saw the latter holding a non-mainstream large silver sword in his right hand, with a cold and playful sternness in his eyes, and what was in his left hand was...

The head of the **** Ming Ruo.

Ming Ruo is dead?

Die so soon?

From Jian Xiaoyao's scatter of white powder just now to this moment, it is only thirty breaths of time, this **** was killed by Jian Xiaoyao?

Waste.

What a waste.

In Huo Xie's mind, a lot of question marks popped up in an instant, and it was difficult to be frightened

Say.

But Lin Beichen will not give him any chance to speak.

Flick of the wrist.

The tongue, teeth, and throat in Huo Xie's mouth were all shattered in an instant.

There is also a transparent hole in the front and back of the neck.

Draw your sword.

Stab again.

Chi Chi Chi Chi.

There was a slight cracking sound.

The non-mainstream big silver sword turned into countless cold stars. In an instant, Huo Xie's body was pierced countless times, leaving holes oozing dark black blood.

At the same time, the power of the Consciousness Fire Realm erupted in the wound.

Crimson flames emerged from the wound, devouring Huo Xie's body.

"Hehehe..."

Huo Xie's throat was like a bellows leaking air, and he let out a low voice.

"What happened?"

Pan Duoqing's voice of shouting and asking came from the front.

When his consciousness was dying, Huo Xie widened his eyes and saw the most incredible thing in this world——

Jian Xiaoyao stood on the spot, energy ripples on his body flickered slightly, the aura of the flames began to change inconceivably, the crimson light turned into a dark color, and the black light enveloped Jian Xiaoyao's whole body.

In just three breaths, Jian Xiaoyao turned into him.

His ghost power is exactly the same as that simulated by Jian Xiaoyao.

So, this is why Jian Xiaoyao was able to sneak attack just now?

Then, Huo Xie saw a scene that made him tremble even more——

Jian Xiaoyao looked like a weasel about to steal a chicken, with a smirk in his eyes, he imitated his voice and roared.

"It's the despicable and shameless Jian Xiaoyao..."

"Beware of his sneak attack..."

"Oh, I got hit by the sword..."

I saw Jian Xiaoyao slapped himself on the chest while roaring, and then flew towards the direction where Pan Duoqing's voice came from, as if losing control of his body.

Despicable!

Shameless!

Shameless!

Huo Xie's eyes were about to burst.

He understands that this is how he was plotted just now.

Consciousness begins to sink.

It was pitch black in sight.

He knew that he was finished.

Pan Duoqing is also finished.

The assassination planned and organized by several major gods was unexpectedly solved by Jian Xiaoyao, an evildoer, with this method.

…

Pan Duoqing heard Huo Xie's angry and mournful shouts.

His heart tightened, and he immediately stepped forward.

Huo Xie is an ally, and he must not just sit and watch him die in Jian Xiaoyao's theory.

Otherwise, the lips will die and the teeth will be cold.

Suddenly, a figure in front of him fell over.

It's Huo Xie.

Pan Duoqing instantly sensed that it was her ally.

Perhaps the appearance and clothing can be faked, but the divine power cannot be imitated.

This is the iron law of the God Realm.

"Where is Jian Xiaoyao located?"

He went to pick up 'Huo Xie' with his left hand, and held a gun in his right hand, ready to fight back at any time.

"He is..."

'Huo Xie' let out a strange low laugh, and said, "It's right here, Jie Jie Jie."

Pan Duoqing was startled.

I felt a chill in my heart.

He lowered his head slowly.

A silver, thick and hard stick pierced through [Fire Sun Seeker Armor] and pierced into his heart.

A non-mainstream big silver sword?

Jian Xiaoyao? !

Pan Duoqing was horrified, and immediately retreated.

But Lin Beichen managed to get into his arms, how could he give him a chance to get away?

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The non-mainstream big silver sword shook and shattered half of Pan Duoqing's internal organs.

Sword light scattered all over the sky.

Clang clang clang.

The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.

Pan Duoqing tried hard to block the sword light, but the opportunity was lost, the gun was scattered within a few moves, and the silver sword light broke through the parry like mercury pouring down the ground, hitting him...

The power of the fire realm of consciousness exploded crazily in his body.

The power collapsed.

The air machine collapsed.

Sluggish consciousness.

Chick.

The arm holding the gun was severed.

Chick.

The dull arm also breaks away from the body.

"I said long ago that this gun shield is destined for me."

Lin Beichen put away the gun shield without hesitation.

Boom.

Pan Duoqing's broken body fell on the suspended ice rock.

Lin Beichen followed like a tarsal maggot, stepping on his stumped chest.

"Tricking me up?"

He smirked triumphantly: "Jie Jie Jie Jie, those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish... What else do you have now? Come on, admit defeat and call Dad."

Pan Duoqing opened his mouth to say something.

Chick.

The silver thick and hard stick-shaped sword was directly inserted into his mouth.

Deep into the throat and directly into the lungs.

"It's so loud...you don't deserve it."

Lin Beichen smirked, and the crimson flames of the fire of consciousness poured in frantically, and finally overflowed, directly covering Pan Duoqing's face.

The villain dies from talking too much.

Of course Lin Beichen would not make such a mistake. He would not really give Pan Duoqing a chance to speak, but just tricked him into opening his mouth.

This is more fun.

He will be burnt to ashes immediately.

Huh?

Wait, I'm not a villain.

I don't have to be afraid of talking too much.

Did I make a mistake just now?

Lin Beichen discovered the fallacy in his thinking.

At this time, an accident suddenly appeared.

"Stop."

A coercive shout appeared above the Howling Abyss.

The huge hand of the gods, surrounded by flames and lightning, gently pressed through the endless array and the void, and rolled down towards Lin Beichen's position, covering the sky and the sun, and its power was unstoppable.

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