Flower Master in the City Chapter 1443: The moment of life and death

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Xia Xia stared at Nie Zixiong, but his eyes were even more surprised. What is going on? Why does it seem that this Nie Zixiong has only the cultivation base of the middle Jindan?

Didn't Nangongyan actually die in Nie Zixiong's hands?

When Xia Xia stared at Nie Zixiong, Nie Zixiong's gaze fell on Ji Qingying's body. Obviously, he was more concerned about Ji Qingying than Xia Xia, and even he didn't know Xia Xia at all.

"It really surprised me to see Senior Sister Ji here." Nie Zixiong finally spoke in a calm tone. He said unexpectedly, but there was no surprise in his tone.

"I remember you, you are that Nie Zixiong!" Ji Qingying smiled innocently.

Nie Zixiong frowned slightly. The Ji Qingying in front of him seemed completely different from the Ji Qingying he knew. The Ji Qingying he knew was proud and indifferent, and he would never have such an innocent smile on his face.

"Senior Sister Ji joked. She has been in the same school for ten years, of course you remember me." Nie Zixiong said lightly.

"The same family for ten years?" Ji Qingying tilted her head, thinking for a moment, then turned to look at Xia Xia, "husband, what did he say?"

"He said that he has known you for ten years." Xia Xia casually explained, but still stared at Nie Zixiong, not daring to relax at all.

"Husband?" Nie Zixiong heard this name, a flash of surprise in his eyes unconsciously, and then finally turned his attention to Xia Xia, "It seems that I underestimated you."

"I heard that you killed the ugly woman Nangongyan?" Xia Xia suddenly asked.

Nie Zixiong did not answer the question of Xia Xia, but stared at Xia Xia. After a few seconds, he suddenly said in surprise: "In the mid-Yuan Ying period? Are you asking Tianjun?"

Without waiting for Xia Tian’s answer, Nie Zixiong immediately shook his head: "No, you didn’t ask Tianjun, who are you? In my impression, Misty Fairy Gate does not have your character."

"Ask Tianjun?" Summer was surprised, "Who is Tianjun?"

"This name is very familiar!" Ji Qingying suddenly answered, "I think about it, ah, I remember, Wen Tianjun is the master!"

Master?

Xia Xia's face changed. Ji Qingying's master was not the master of the fairy sister, the master of the Misty Fairy Gate?

Ji Qingying was talking again at this time. She looked at Nie Zixiong, her voice was clear and moving: "You are so stupid, summer is my husband, how can you be a master?"

"Your name is Xia Xia?" Nie Zixiong asked lightly while looking at Xia Xia.

"Yes, I am summer, spring, summer, autumn and winter, summer, the first day in the world." Xia replied unhurriedly, and then asked again, "Are you looking for the heavenly monarch?"

Xiamen’s words are not aimless, no matter who this Nie Zixiong is, but if he is really looking for Wentianjun, it means a terrible conclusion, that is, Wentianjun may be here. !

Otherwise, if Nie Zixiong is looking for Tianjun to ask, he should also go to Xianyun Continent, why should he look for it in this world?

"You don't know Wentianjun." Nie Zixiong looked at Summer, his tone was still flat, "No one in Xianyun Continent does not know Wentianjun, and no one in the misty fairy gate dares to disrespect Wentianjun. Obviously, you Not only are you not a disciple of the Misty Fairy Clan, or even a person from the Xianyun Continent, that is to say, you are a person in the world we are in now, but how can you cultivate to the middle stage of Yuan Ying at the age of weak crown in this world?"

"Hey, you seem to be disrespectful to Wentianjun, right?" Xia Tian asked back: "You mean, you are not a disciple of Misty Fairy Clan?"

"You don't have the right to ask me questions!" Nie Zixiong's tone was cold, his eyes shot two cold lights, "The monks here are almost extinct, but you can cultivate to the middle stage of Yuan Ying. I think you have another chance. I will ask you. , Do you know Yue Qingya or Ye Yumei?"

"I don't know." Xia Tian was very upset, but at this moment he didn't immediately get angry, because this Nie Zixiong gave him a very weird feeling, and even Nangong Yandu, whose cultivation base was slightly higher than him Died in the hands of Nie Zixiong, he still carries Ji Qingying's burden. I want to mobilize my hands. He doesn't even have the confidence to retreat.

The bigger problem is that he can’t tell how high Nie Zixiong’s cultivation level is. It seems that it’s only the middle stage of the Golden Core, but in fact it is definitely not the middle stage of the Golden Core. Dare to turn his face with Nie Zixiong immediately.

The most fundamental reason is that Xia Xia actually wants to get some news from Nie Zixiong. As the saying goes, knowing himself and his opponent will never end in battle. If he can figure out Nie Zixiong's true strength and his goals, perhaps he will know how to deal with it.

"Really?" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, "Then I would like to know how you cultivated this body!"

"Have you never heard of Ji's Secret Art?" Xia Tian asked calmly.

"Ji's Secret Technique?" Nie Zixiong's face changed slightly. He turned to Ji Qingying again and stared for a few seconds, but his face changed again, "Sister Ji, I really didn't expect you to make such a big sacrifice for a man, you You actually used Ji’s secret technique to pass all your skills to such a man? No wonder you are no different from a monk in the Qi training period!"

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qingying pouted, "Why I seem to understand, but I don't understand anything after listening?"

"It's nothing, let's go, let's go back to the room and sleep." Xia Xia grabbed Ji Qingying's waist and said lightly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Have I said to let you go?" A cold voice came from behind, naturally it was Nie Zixiong.

Summer finally couldn't bear it, and turned around and cursed: "You idiot? It's up to you whether I leave or not!"

While speaking, Xia moved too, stepped forward and shrank into an inch!

For things that are uncertain, Xia Xia decided not to do it for the time being, so he scolded him, but at the same time he scolded others, he also started to run away. When he wanted to come, maybe he couldn’t beat this guy named Nie Zixiong, but he couldn’t escape. Problem?

"Life and death!" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, pinching Xia Xia's throat with one hand.

Seeing Nie Zixiong's movements, Xia Xia has already determined that Nangong Yan was indeed dead in Nie Zixiong's hands. This **** obviously likes to squeeze the throat of others!

This thought flashed through his mind for an instant, but the movement of his feet did not stop in Xia Xia. One foot was already taken, but in the next second, he was sweating all over his body, because he found that he could not move at all. Naturally, this shrunken body technique can't be displayed at all!

A powerful force surged from all directions, but this force was not true energy, but seemed to be a strange spiritual force. His body did not feel any oppression, but his spirit, But he was under an unmatched pressure, it was this huge mental pressure that suppressed him, suppressed his spirit, and then made his body unable to move!

At this moment, Xia Xia suddenly realized that he was not mistaken. Nie Zixiong was indeed the cultivation base of the mid-Gold Pill, but Nie Zixiong still has an extremely powerful mental power, and it is this spiritual power. Power, let him kill Nangongyan, and now, because of this mental power, he is on the verge of death!

In the blink of an eye, Nie Zixiong's palm was about to touch Xia Xia's throat, and Xia Xia tried very hard to counter the mental pressure, but it still had no effect.

"Ah..." A scream suddenly sounded, but it was from Ji Qingying's mouth, "Don't kill my husband!"

With this scream, Xia Xia suddenly discovered that the powerful mental power that suppressed him suddenly appeared abnormal fluctuations, and it was this fluctuation that gave him a great opportunity. Because of this moment, he was suddenly able to move!

With both hands in his arms, one hand throws out dozens of silver needles, while the other hand pops out dozens of powders. At the same time, both palms are gathered together, with the fastest speed and greatest strength, Nie Zixiong shoot it!

No matter how strong Nie Zixiong’s mental power is, he must rely on the existence of his body to do it. His body is only the cultivation base of the middle Jindan. As long as his body is destroyed, his spiritual power is also If he will lose his place to survive, he will still die. This is Xia Xia's thoughts. He did not choose to escape, because he knows it is difficult to escape. It is better to take a gamble and kill Nie Zixiong with a full blow!

However, at this moment, Nie Zixiong disappeared suddenly, and this time, with the full blow of Xia Xia, he immediately lost his target and fell to nothing.

The next second, Xia Xia felt the extremely powerful mental power oppressing again. This time, the mental power became even stronger, making him completely unable to move again, and at almost the same time, Nie Zixiong appeared in his In sight, Nie Zixiong's palm was pinched to Xia Xia's throat again!

"Nie Zixiong, get out of here now!" A cold shout suddenly sounded, "Otherwise, I will punish you of the nine races!"

Nie Zixiong's attack stopped abruptly. He turned around suddenly, looking at Ji Qingying, with a surprised look on his face.

The unusually powerful mental power disappeared completely and Xia Xia immediately regained his mobility, but this time he did not immediately attack Nie Zixiong. Instead, like Nie Zixiong, he looked at Ji Qingying, and his face was the same. With a look of surprise.

The cold drink just now was the voice of Ji Qingying, but it didn’t seem to be Ji Qingying’s voice. Specifically, that voice was the voice of the extremely cold and arrogant Ji Qingying before, not the innocent and charming Ji Qingying after amnesia. the sound of.

It's just that when he looked at Ji Qingying, he found that Ji Qingying in front of him was still the innocent Ji Qingying. She couldn't feel the slightest arrogance in her body. Her eyes were still full of curiosity. Of course, there was more at this moment. A hint of panic.

"So it is." Nie Zixiong looked at Ji Qingying, suddenly seemed to understand, "You are Ji Qingying..."