"I wonder what your name is? As a saint, can I seek refuge with you?"
"You can place a restriction in my mind, just save my life."
The saint of the Xikong tribe felt the vitality in his body gradually being eroded. He frowned slightly and couldn't help falling into the fear of death, but on the surface he was still chatting and laughing with the other party. He had the bearing of a saint, and he had to be graceful even when begging the other party to spare his life.
"I can tell you what your position is among the human race."
"But as for saving your life? I don't need it!!"
Jiang Li said decisively:
"I am the tenth generation son of destiny of the human race."
"Then please die now!!"
He spoke clearly and concisely, but it made the saint of the Xikong tribe despair. The corners of his lips moved, but he said nothing in the end. He could only sigh and say:
"It might be my honor to die at the hands of the Son of Fortune of the Human Race. I was assassinated by the previous Sons of Fortune of the Human Race, and the same is true for me now. The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. In the end, there is nothing to say. Since you are not going to save me, then I must die with dignity!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Li exhausted all his strength. Seeing the other party's eyes slightly closed, he held the Demon Devouring Knife and forcefully cut towards the other party's neck. But at this moment, the other party suddenly resisted. As an existence who has cultivated to the realm of saints, he said it so easily, but in fact he was also a fox. Although he was already afraid of death, he didn't mind taking the son of destiny of the human race with him to death!
"My Law of Reincarnation and the Law of the Demonic Blade have already done their best to eliminate the immortal substance in your body. As expected, it is still not easy for a fifth-level king to kill a saint."
The sound of laughter echoed in my ears.
But it sounds like the funeral song of Saint Xikong.
He just felt a chill on his neck.
The blood of the saint spurted out directly!
The head rolled directly to the ground.
The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife hovered in mid-air and killed people without getting blood on them!!!
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