The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 217 Xuan Yang (3)

"Who are you?" An extremely cold voice came from behind, although the voice was cold, the words were soft.

At first glance, he is a gentle and accustomed person.

Ah Xuan didn't answer, just took out his black sword and stabbed it straight at Ziyun's chest.

Ziyun subconsciously raised his hand to fight back. To his surprise, he was unable to block it and the iron sword went straight through his chest.

impossible.
impossible
Not to mention that he is a majestic sage, now that his strength is at its peak, how could he not be able to withstand the random blow of this unknown person.

That's right, it's handy, he could see clearly, when he drew the sword, he obviously didn't have any power.

He strolled over, stretched out his hand and pulled it out, the blood in his chest gushed out continuously, Ziyun couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt on one knee on the ground.

"puff!"

This is intentional, this is an insult to him, the sword can be withdrawn by raising your hand, you must come personally
"Who the hell are you?" As he questioned, he secretly tried to send a message to those two.

The power in his hand suddenly dispersed, and he raised his hand in disbelief. What happened?
Tried again, the sea of ​​consciousness was empty, without any spiritual power.

Suddenly, I understood something, and said again: "Who are you?"

Xuan Yang withdrew his sword and sat beside him.

"I've seen you."

what?
What is he saying?
"What I asked is"

"You like her." Xuan Yang turned his head, his ink-like eyes were full of seriousness,

"Qingze, you like her."

Ziyun frowned, still secretly thinking of ways to use his spiritual power.

"Why did you let her come here alone?"

"I..." He suddenly felt a little powerless, and the hand that had been constantly moving drooped down.

"I don't want to, I really don't want to" evade like this, but seeing the pair of eyes staring straight at him, he felt that he couldn't look directly at them, so he silently moved his eyes away.

One hand gradually reached above the head.

"You..." Ziyun's eyes widened, and his calm expression finally disappeared.

A force hit him, making him unable to move, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

I, one of the majestic Four Sage Monarchs, is I going to end up here by an unknown junior?
I am so unwilling and regretful, he should have gone earlier.
Xuan Yang snorted coldly.

Sure enough, I was afraid of death.

After a long while, the terrifying feeling as powerful as the force that gave birth to him finally moved away from the top of his head, and Ziyun slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't kill himself?

why?
"Greedy for life and afraid of death."

"You!" He finally reacted: "You read my memory?"

He was startled and terrified, this method, even the four sages couldn't do it.

The muscles trembled, the soul began to tremble, and he felt that it was the thing, the root of all evil they had deduced.
"The result of your deduction was moved."

what?
"Today, I will spare your life. Please let me find out the whole story. I will return your cultivation to you for now. After she comes back, I will see the results."

Is she coming back?Can she come back?

"who are you?"

"Xuanyang." She called herself Axuan, but the name was really unpleasant, and she asked herself to guard the Shangyang Palace for her, and the Shangyang Palace would be her own from now on.

Xuan Yang, um, the name is good.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his lips, and slowly disappeared into the distance.

Ziyun, who was left in the same place, sat there in a daze, with half anger at being teased by him and half anger at knowing "the result of being deduced" in his chest.

But should you trust him?
The only one who has the ability to change the results of his deduction is the Four Saints, let me check it out, what about him?
By the way, he just said "wait for her to come back".

Then he must have saved her.

(End of this chapter)