In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

Chapter 414: Suppressing the Elderly in Southern Xinjiang

"I'm sorry, I have to go to the bathroom first. I'll come after you finish!"

A voice came from the north.

But the sword stabbed diagonally into the ground, its sword intent raging, dividing the battlefield into two camps.

The old man in southern Xinjiang dare not act rashly.

Blood oozed from the corners of Li Jing's mouth, and a smile rose from his lips. He said, "--Your Highness! It's Your Highness! He's here! Old friend! Old friend! You are saved!"

"Chen Ping'an! Playing tricks will only kill your subordinates! And the people of Nanjiang City!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang didn't believe Xu Ping'an's words at all.

"You can give it a try! I'd be happy if you did, and I can kill you at the same time! By then, I won't have any psychological burden!"

In the far north, Xu Ping'an's voice was heard again.

Although these words seemed calm, to the old man from southern Xinjiang, they sounded like thunder or a needle piercing his heart, causing a contraction and arousing his resentment.

As an old man from Southern Xinjiang and a local leader, how could he tolerate such a provocation? He said coldly, "Xu Ping'an, that depends on whether you are faster or I kill Li Jing faster."

The words fell.

The old man from southern Xinjiang suddenly stood up, and the immortal corpse puppet behind him leaped up. Its huge body fell towards the wall where Li Jing and Tang Xiahu were standing, and its huge indigo fist smashed down.

Boom!

A sharp sound was heard in the air.

When Li Jing saw this scene, his expression changed drastically and he wanted to retreat, but his waist and legs were weak and numb, and he actually became demented on the spot.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang sneered, "Your master forced me to do this. - Haha! Today is the day you die!!"

Under the pressure, Li Jing bent over, clenched his fists, and his bones crackled as if they were about to fall apart.

The unconscious Tangxiahu also gradually woke up. The ground beneath him collapsed and cracks spread.

"Sword rises!"

In the far north, a sound suddenly rang out, and the sword that was stabbed diagonally on the ground began to hum, and with a "swish" it flew into the air and hovered opposite the old man from southern Xinjiang, with sword intent intertwined.

The surrounding air was stirred into pieces and collapsed. The pressure emanating from the immortal corpse puppet caused it to collapse piece by piece and finally shatter.

With a "puff", the old man from southern Xinjiang spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

"How can it be!"

The sword stabbed diagonally into the ground again, right in front of Li Jing. The sword intent intertwined around him, making a 'sizzling' sound, which was breathtaking.

"Why is it impossible? Do you think that you can fight me just because you can kill an immortal? - Haha! As the saying goes: A frog in a well thinks that he can fight me just by capturing an immortal and refining him into a corpse puppet. I think you should not be so self-indulgent."

The voice was still so calm and gentle, as if without any anger.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang was indignant when he heard this. He looked up at the sky in the far north and said coldly, "Don't be so arrogant!"

Boom!

Just now.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky above the Far North, and a figure walked out from it, with golden light emanating from behind. At first, he seemed as big as a grain of rice, but in the blink of an eye, he was in the air above Southern Xinjiang. In another breath, a figure stood on the hilt of a sword, with his back to the old man from Southern Xinjiang, breathing in and out. The breath was long, like a sword, piercing a ten-foot-deep hole in the ground.

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

Li Jing bowed and said. Even the dying tiger in the hall was trembling and huddled there, roaring.

The person who came was Xu Ping'an.

Xu Pingan glanced at the embarrassed Li Jing and waved his hand: "General Li, there is nothing for you to do here. Take Tang Xiahu back to the city to recuperate."

Li Jing stood up, bowed to Xu Ping'an, and took Tang Xiahu with him to the city gate. He looked back at the figure and murmured in his heart:

"Oh my goodness! What is your level of cultivation? It only takes a few breaths to get from Tai'an City to Southern Xinjiang. Is this still an ordinary cultivator?"

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The old man from Southern Xinjiang saw Xu Ping'an standing on the hilt of the sword. This time, the old man from Southern Xinjiang finally saw Xu Ping'an's true face and couldn't help but be stunned.

Xu Pingan saw the old man from Nanjiang, stared at him and the corpse of the immortal behind him, and smiled calmly: "Old Man from Nanjiang. I have heard of this name, but I heard that you went to an isolated island and should have lived out your life there. Why did you want to go ashore? As the saying goes: 'If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone. If someone offends me, I will kill him.' This is such a simple truth. You have become famous in Nanjiang, so you should be better than me, right?..."

The old man from Southern Xinjiang was indignant when he heard this, and he shouted angrily, "How dare you, little brat, teach me a lesson?"

"First ask the immortal corpse puppet behind me whether it agrees or not!"

"Kneel down quickly, and I may spare your life. If you lose your life, it will be too late to regret."

The words fell.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang also raised his sword high, making hand gestures, muttering something, and shouted sternly, "Kill!"

The immortal corpse puppet took a big step, raised his foot, and stepped down on Xu Ping'an's head.

And at this time.

Li Jing arranged Tang Xiahu properly, and then personally went up to the city wall, organized the soldiers to build the city wall, and leaned against the city wall to look at the confrontation between the two sides.

Seeing the immortal corpse puppet stepping towards Xu Ping'an, but the latter did not move and still stood on the hilt of the sword, he could not help but feel worried.

murmured:

"What is your highness planning to do? Are you being too confident? Or is it that you are confident? The power of the immortal corpse puppet is extremely terrifying."

"The three disciples of the old man from Nanjiang are watching us closely. We must not be careless!"

The hunchback, the short man and the tall man were also shocked when they saw this scene.

The hunchback said in astonishment, "It's been a long time since I've seen Master so angry. This Xu Ping'an is in trouble today!"

The tall man frowned and said, "Huh? Look, Xu Ping'an didn't move. Maybe he was frightened into a state of dementia? - Hey! I thought Xu Ping'an was so brave. His momentum just now was indeed scary, but he is just made of paper."

The short man said nothing.

The hunchback tilted his head to glance at the short man and said cunningly, "Junior brother, don't you think highly of Master?"

Hearing this, the short man hurriedly said, "Brother, don't tease me."

The hunchback was not willing to give in, and was determined to get the short man to explain the reason, so he continued to ask, "Then tell me, can Master defeat Xu Pingan in this match?"

Hearing what the hunchback said, the tall man also stared at the short man curiously, opened his eyes wide, and asked curiously: "Second Brother, yes, do you think Master will win?"

The short guy ignored it, knowing that the eldest brother was setting a trap for him.

The hunchback instigated, "Second Junior Brother knew that Master would lose."

The short man frowned, tilted his head to look at the hunchback, and said with a smile: "As a disciple, I believe that the master will win."

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you don't want Master to win?"

"Are you hinting at us to run? I know you have good intentions, but I want to stand by Master through thick and thin."

Hearing this, the tall man also said firmly: "Second Brother is right, so am I."

The hunchback was a little angry, but he endured it and said coldly: "I definitely hope that Master wins, so that we can continue to gallop across the southern border."

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The old man from Southern Xinjiang saw Xu Ping'an standing with his hands behind his back, but he didn't make a move. He just looked up and felt unhappy. He said sternly, "If you dare to underestimate me, this is where you will die."

The words fell.

The speed of stepping down is faster and the pressure is greater.

Xu Ping'an's clothes rustled like a huge banner fluttering in the wind, and his hair was flying.

Xu Ping'an opened his eyes and two rays of light shot out.

"Shake the mountain!"

Xu Ping'an raised his hand, and a high mountain appeared in front of him, pressing against the huge feet of the immortal puppet. The feet of the immortal puppet were blocked, and it could no longer fall down.

A "cracking" sound was heard, and it was the bones of the immortal corpse puppet breaking.

Powerful impact.

A mountain and a huge corpse of an immortal.

It makes people dizzy.

Saw this scene.

Everyone was surprised.

Li Jing murmured, "So strong!"

The hunchback frowned and said, "You blocked the kick of the immortal corpse puppet of Master with just one move?"

The short man and the tall man shouted at the same time: "Retreat!"

Just as the two finished speaking, the figures retreated a hundred feet, but were still hit by a powerful force.

Before the hunchback could evacuate, he was thrown over and flew several hundred feet before he could stabilize himself.

The hunchback walked up to the short and tall man and complained, "Why didn't you two tell me earlier?"

The tall man touched his head and said, "Big Brother, we have already reminded you."

The short man also took up the conversation, "Big Brother, it's not that we didn't tell you, but you have a high level of cultivation, how could you not know? Besides, we reminded you, but you didn't react."

The hunchback was a little angry, but he couldn't show it so he could only hold his anger in his stomach. After the battle was over and he returned to the isolated island, he would go to Master Qiming and teach his two junior brothers a lesson.

However, the old man from southern Xinjiang who was in mid-air at this time was horrified to see that the immortal corpse puppet's kick could not shake the mountain at all, and that the bones of the immortal corpse puppet's feet were breaking.

The old man from southern Xinjiang retracted his kick from the immortal corpse puppet, stood on the ground, and swung his fist towards the mountain.

One punch.

With a loud bang, the whole mountain shook.

Seeing that he still couldn't break the mountain, the old man from southern Xinjiang became furious. He rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "If one punch doesn't work, I'll use two, three, or four punches..."

"Until I break you!"

Then, two punches, three punches, four punches...

There was a bang, like a fist hitting a mountain. The ground shook, but the mountain remained motionless.

Boom!

After fifty punches, the mountain was finally defeated.

The fist stopped, the old man from Nanjiang looked pale, staring at Xu Ping'an standing on the hilt of the sword, frowning, and said coldly: "What other skills do you have? Show them and let me weigh you. How much weight do you have?"

"A mountain, you have thrown fifty punches. If I attack you, will you still be alive? The old man in Southern Xinjiang often says: 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.' From what I see, you don't know the current situation, but are determined to go down this path to the end. Even if the Daluo Jinxian from the sky comes to the earth, he can't save you."

Xu Pingan spoke slowly. Still standing on the hilt, the sword under his feet, the sword intent was raging, as if being suppressed by him.

Despite the loud noise just now, the sword under Xu Ping'an's feet did not drop at all.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang was exposed by Xu Ping'an, and felt so ashamed that he shouted helplessly, "You are courting death."

Suddenly, a large black banner appeared in his hand. The banner swelled in the wind, and sounds like ghosts and wolves howling came from it, emitting bursts of cold air.

When Xu Pingan saw the big banner, he couldn't help but frowned and said calmly: "Rumor has it: 'When the big banner comes out, gods and ghosts howl'. I thought it was just a pretense to deceive the world, I never thought I would see it here."

The old man from Southern Xinjiang smiled sinisterly and said, "Boy, you are quite knowledgeable! It's just a pity that anyone who sees my banner will not live past tomorrow and will become my food."

Xu Ping'an didn't care at all. He just glanced at the big banner casually, put his toes on the hilt of the sword, bent his body, and his body was like an arrow shot out. With a "swish", he stopped in the air, just looking at the old man from Southern Xinjiang.

With a "whoosh" sound, the sword on the ground came to his side, making a "buzzing" sound.

Xu Pingan sneered, "That's it. You turned out to be a murderous devil. I thought you were fighting against the immortals from the upper realm and were an upright practitioner. I never thought you would harm so many people, and they all became innocent souls in your banner. - Hey! As the saying goes: 'Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil'. Today, I will let you know that you will pay the price for killing him in vain."

Hearing this, the old man from Southern Xinjiang sneered and said, "What a joke! You, Xu Ping'an, have killed countless people, so what right do you have to preach in front of me?..."

Xu Ping'an raised his sword and pointed it at the old man from Nanjiang, saying word by word: "Old man from Nanjiang, prepare to die!"

The words fell.

Xu Ping'an waved the sword in his hand, and the sword energy filled the sky, hanging in the air, and headed straight for the old man from Nanjiang's face.

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw this scene, he retreated quickly without any hesitation.

The immortal corpse puppet spewed out green mist, and countless black smoke rushed out from the black banner, gathering into a skeleton, with fangs and claws bared, spewing out green smoke, and moving towards Xu Ping'an.

"break!"

Xu Ping'an held the heavenly law in his mouth. With a loud bang, he threw the sword in his hand into the air, and the sword intent condensed, shattering the black smoke and skull, and dispersing the green mist.

Hey! The old man from Southern Xinjiang looked ferocious when he saw that his black smoke and green light had no effect on Xu Ping'an.

"Come out! It's time to eat, kids!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang’s words were sinister.

Followed by.

The old man from southern Xinjiang made hand gestures and chanted an incantation. Countless evil creatures flew out from the black banner and green mist spewed out of the mouth of the immortal corpse puppet.

The evil object flew into the air and condensed into a giant head with a huge black mouth, spewing black flames from it.

The green mist of the immortal corpse puppet spewed out and turned into a giant sword, which rushed away.

The sword made of black flames and green mist, one in front and one behind, approached Xu Ping'an in mid-air. The latter showed no fear at all. He drew his sword and swung it casually. Two sword intentions, one towards the black flames and the other towards the giant green mist sword.

Boom! Boom!

Two loud noises sounded one after another.

The black flames dissipated and the giant green sword shattered.

The old man from southern Xinjiang showed no signs of stopping, and his huge skull opened its mouth and spewed out countless evil things, surrounding Xu Ping'an and causing him to scream.

in a blink.

Xu Ping'an was submerged in black evil creatures, and countless evil creatures spewed out black smoke. A fishy smell filled his body.

"——Hahaha!" Suddenly, the old man from southern Xinjiang burst into laughter.

When Xu Ping'an was covered in it, both sides were shocked.

Li Jing stood on the tower, clenched his fists, and said in his heart: "I hope His Highness is okay."