The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

"My god, are you so fierce? Even the sword god and Li Xunhuan can't kill you." The young man exclaimed.

Huairen didn't answer, but still stared at Li Xunhuan and Ximen Chuuxue vigilantly.

Huairen understood that these two were the ones who let the water go, if these two fought together, he would have been defeated long ago, it's just that they don't want to fight two against one.

"In this case, I'm sorry, let me add another opponent to you!"

The youth took out a card again.

Huairen's face darkened, and he roared angrily, "How many celebrity cards do you have!"

The young man smiled triumphantly when he heard the words, "Not many, not many, that is, a dozen or so cards of peerless masters, more than 100 cards of first-rate masters, more than 200 cards of second-rate masters, and I don't know how many cards of third-rate masters."

Huairen...

"Let me just ask, it's too late to beg for mercy now."

The young man thought about it seriously, and then replied, "It seems like it's too late."

Huairen shut up.

The card flew out and fell to the ground and turned into a white-haired old man with a short stick in his hand.

"Let me introduce Sun Baifa, the old man of Tianji, the one who ranks first in the weapon spectrum, but this is an enhanced version, and his strength is also at the peak of the out-of-body state."

Huairen...

"System, what should I do, should you change the host, or is there any way to help your host solve this crisis."

"Ding, the host is looking for good luck, and the system has nothing to do."

"System, don't! I'm really going to die. Without me, it would be too much trouble for you to train a protagonist hunter!"

"Okay! I definitely can't beat you, now I have to fight."

The magic knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and Huai Ren calmly swept across the three people on the opposite side, then turned to look at Han Qianxue in the distance.

"Qianxue, promise me that you will live a good life, and you will live a good life for me."

"No, I don't want to."

Tears flowed like broken pearls.

"No, Qianxue, listen to me. People are mortal. When I killed the first person, I knew that sooner or later I would die at the hands of others. The murderer kills everyone. This is cause and effect. Retribution cannot be avoided."

"Promise me, Qianxue will live a good life, and live a good life with my share."

Huai Ren turned his head back, and his eyes fell on the three familiar strong men again, with a resolute look on his face.

"No, I don't want to."

Han Qianxue turned around and wanted to kneel down and beg the young man, all he could think of at the moment was to beg the mysterious young man to let Huairen go.

The young man sighed and raised his hand to imprison Han Qianxue's body.

"Beauty, I told you, don't ask me, so that I will make my fellow feel unhappy, take my fellow's share, live a good life, don't do stupid things, or I will The fellow will die without a name."

"Come on! Three, let's decide life and death with one move!"

Huairen's eyes were as indifferent as frost, holding the magic knife in both hands, and all the energy of his body was poured into the knife.

In the competition of moves, he was completely defeated, and in the competition of strength, he was still completely defeated in one-on-three.

What Huairen can do now seems to be to fight to the death, either he will be killed by three people, or he is lucky enough to take one away and be killed by the other two.

Huai Ren slowly raised the magic knife, his whole body surged with energy, the magic knife turned red like blood, as if it was about to burn.

The faces of the three of them were serious, and their vigilance was raised to [-] points.

A desperate blow from a strong person of the same level. Although they have an absolute advantage, they dare not be careless.

Huairen flew up fiercely and rushed towards the three of them.

At the same time, Ximen Chuuxue and old man Tianji also moved, rushing towards Huairen.

"when."

The sound of the huge metal and iron clanging is deafening, shaking the void.

The powerful shock wave made the land that was quite clean once again raised a layer of land.

The young man waved his hand, and the smoke that rushed towards the three of them was blown aside, allowing him to see the scene in the center of the smoke clearly.

In the smoke and dust, Huairen's magic knife was blocked by the Tianji stick, while Ximen Chuuxue's long sword pierced into Huairen's chest, revealing a section of the sword from behind.

Huairen lowered his head, looked at the long sword submerged in his body, and smiled, "If I can die under the sword of the Sword God, I can blow it for a lifetime."

"Indeed, but you don't seem to have time to brag," the young man said.

"That's okay, you help me promote more, and it's the same for future generations to brag about me."

"Dang bang."

The magic knife fell to the ground, and Huairen's body also fell to the ground slowly, losing his vitality.

"Don't let his Nascent Soul go." The young man reminded.

After the words fell, a pocket version of Huairen flew out of the corpse and shot into the distance.

A cold star flashed and nailed the Nascent Soul to a big tree.

"Sure enough, there is still no escape!"

The pocket version of Huairen Yuanying murmured and gradually disappeared.

"do you died?"

There was a hint of doubt on the young man's face. His fellow countrymen died like this, and it seemed that death was a bit easy.

That's my hometown!More likely a system owner.

However, the aura of the fellow countrymen did disappear, and the Nascent Soul also died.

The young man shook his head, feeling that he was thinking too much, and it was not easy for him, a fellow villager, to die.

I have dispatched three top warriors, and even one top warrior can defeat him one-on-one, let alone three.

The young man released Han Qianxue's restraint with a wave of his hand, and sighed: "Beauty, he is dead, and the karma between us is over, so don't do anything stupid, just like what he said, live well, and live better than me." Everything matters.

Otherwise, I don't want to see my fellow countrymen die with regret. "

Han Qianxue didn't answer, and didn't even look at the young man. At this moment, all she could see was the lifeless corpse lying on the ground.

That was her master, and the man who was about to become her husband.

Staggering and running towards the corpse, Han Qianxue had already forgotten that she was also a cultivator of immortality, possessing not-so-weak strength.

At this time, she was more like an ordinary woman who had lost her husband and everything.

Stumbling, Han Qianxue came to Huairen's body.

Trembling and frightened, he slowly stretched out his palm and gently stroked Huairen's cheek.

The young man turned his head away, unable to bear to see this tragic scene of life and death.

"You. Get up!"

"Didn't you say that you want to marry me? You want to have a bunch of fat boys with me, get up!"

"Don't sleep anymore, wake up!"

"You are like this, Xue'er is scared, Xue'er is so scared."

"We haven't worshiped yet, and you haven't seen the wedding dress yet, so get up and let me show you how it looks."

The young man turned around, "Let's go! The grievances are gone, and it's time for us to go back."