1502: C1502 Life Is at Stake

C1502 Life Is at Stake

chapter 1502. His life is at stake.

"Eh!? You, this little girl, actually recognize me. That's even better. Obediently hand it over. "

Song Zhong was in his fifties. He was wearing a set of Black, but there was a small silver sword embroidered on his chest.

This was the symbol of an elder of the Black Door.

"You're delusional. This was obtained by our Tai Ah Sword Sect first."

white-clothed woman could stand now, but she still grabbed onto Zhang Xing's empty sleeve.

"Hehe! It was not important who got it first. I'm going to get it from you now. "

Song Zhong said with a mocking expression. There's a little bit of excitement.

According to reliable sources, the four disciples of the Tai Ah Sword Sect had obtained a treasure map.

This diagram was the place where a Netherpassage Realm mighty figure, Predecessor, was in seclusion.

There were countless treasures inside. There were also many High Level Secret technique. There was also a sword manual left behind by Predecessor.

If anyone could learn his sword technique, unifying the Southern Sword Faction would only be a matter of time.

"Oh, right. You were the one who killed my Black Door's disciple, right?"

Song Zhong turned his eyes to Zhang Xing.

These two juniors had fallen into his hands. They were the fish on the chopping board. He could kill them anytime he wanted. He wasn't in a hurry at all.

"Yes!"

Zhang Xing clenched his fists and only said one word.

He felt a heavy pressure from Old Man.

If he didn't use all his strength to defend himself, he was afraid that he would have already knelt down.

This was also done on purpose by Old Man.

But after such a long time, Zhang Xing still hadn't knelt down. Old Man was somewhat surprised.

As he spoke, he exerted some pressure on Zhang Xing.

The mountain rock under Zhang Xing's feet had cracked, and he was still struggling to hold on.

"Your perseverance is not small, let's see how long you can hold on!"

Old Man said and snorted coldly again.

Crack!

The mountain rock under Zhang Xing's feet shattered, and a left foot sank into it.

"Kneel down!"

Old Man shouted again, and the Aura suddenly rose to eight points.

Crack!

Zhang Xing clenched his teeth tightly, and the slightly limping right foot also sank into the ground.

However, his knees never bent.

Old Man felt very embarrassed.

He, the dignified Purification Fighter, actually could not even suppress a junior who seemed to be at the late Xiantian realm.

If this were to spread out, it would definitely be laughed at by the other elders.

"Looks like you have to force me to make a move!"

As he spoke, he casually waved his hand.

Boom!

Zhang Xing felt a powerful force hit his chest in an instant.

His body shook, and his blood boiled.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He was locked onto by Old Man's Aura, and didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Slash!

white-clothed woman was also blown away by Old Man's strong wind, and even Zhang Xing's sleeve was torn apart.

"Eh?! Your bones are quite hard. An ordinary late Xiantian Fighter would have been sent flying by my palm. You are quite strong."

"Let's see how long you can last."

After saying that, he struck out with his palm again.

Boom!

This time, Zhang Xing could not hold on any longer. His body flew up in an instant, and with a puff, he fell more than thirty meters away. He crashed into a mountain rock.

Huala! The mountain rock was smashed into pieces.

Old Man smiled coldly and looked away from the motionless Zhang Xing.

He was just about to reach out and grab white-clothed woman.

Ka!

Suddenly, a sound came from afar.

Old Man turned his head to look.

He saw Zhang Xing stand up shakily.

Old Man was stunned. Zhang Xing was still alive?

Jiu Cheng's palm strike couldn't kill a late Xiantian junior?

Old Man was a little angry.

His figure flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Xing.

"If this palm of mine doesn't kill you, even if your life isn't meant to end, I will let you live."2

With that, he twisted his right wrist.

Whoosh!

The fist-sized rocks on the ground began to spin.

He suddenly raised his palm and slammed it down on Zhang Xing's cephalo-.

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