Hearing the words "blood splattered on the spot", Jiang Zhige's face darkened, and he asked in return: "I also want to ask, what is the reason for me to die?"

He hadn't done anything since he came here, so why should he defend his fault? Even this 'fault' was enough to make the other party want to kill him? "Not kneeling before an immortal is like killing one's father and mother. It is disrespectful to the heavens and the earth, and the crime should be punished!"

"You mean, because I didn't kneel, you're going to kill me?"

Jiang Zhige was stunned. What kind of bullshit excuse was this? He looked around and found that the villagers around him were looking at him like a fool. Even Qi Yixin lowered her head deeply, fearing that others would find out that they knew him.

"If I remember correctly, it is now the first year of Xuan Cang, adhering to the policy of all under heaven being united and everyone becoming an immortal."

"Mortals are human beings, immortals are also human beings. Emperor Xuancang has only been dead for a few days, are you going to ignore his majesty?"

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but look grim, perhaps because he had just arrived and didn't quite understand the rules here.

Logically speaking, even if the world still cannot eliminate the differences between immortals and mortals, it is not necessary to kill people without them kneeling.

After hearing Jiang Zhige's words, the two Lingtian Sword Gate members looked at each other and immediately burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

All the villagers lowered their heads and remained silent.

Jiang Zhige kept a sullen face and said nothing, just watching the two of them laughing.

After a long while, the two finally stopped laughing. The skinny Ling Tian Sword Sect disciple shook his head and sighed, "You didn't kneel before an immortal. I thought you had some special reason. I didn't expect you were just a fool."

As he said this, he jumped off the crane and walked towards Jiang Zhige, intending to make Jiang Zhige die on the spot.

Jiang Zhige was not afraid at all, and even felt a little disdainful.

What kind of crap immortals are they? They are just two trash in the body refining stage.

Although he is in an extremely weak state at the moment, he at least has the strength of the Yuanhai Realm, not to mention that he also has the body of an emperor and many incredible martial arts and supernatural powers.

To deal with this kind of scum, just a breath can turn him into ashes.

Having said that, although the power of the system is extremely powerful and can rewrite some of the memories that I have programmed into reality, my death this time is fake. Can the formation still protect the heaven for a hundred years?

If not, what will happen if Tong Yin and the other two invade the heaven? No, he is also a demon cultivator, and he is no longer the Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige. Even if Tong Yin and the other two invade the heaven, he can still stay out of it.

Seeing Jiang Zhige's absent-minded look, the thin Lingtian Sword Sect disciple's eyes became even colder, and he couldn't wait to see Jiang Zhige wailing and begging for mercy.

"Wait a moment."

At this moment, the voice of another Lingtian Sword Sect disciple was heard from behind.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been staying at the mountain gate for the past few years and I'm almost going crazy. The woman next to this kid is pretty good. Let's catch her and have some sex with her."

The woman that the Lingtian Sword Sect disciple was talking about was Qi Yixin who was beside Jiang Zhige.

Qi Yixin, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled when she heard the voice, and lowered her head as if she dared not move.

Jiang Zhige came back to his senses, his face gradually darkened, and he said calmly: "You scum, are you worthy of being called immortals?"

They regard human life as worthless and mortal women as playthings. They are not so-called immortals at all, but a group of low-class scum who bully the weak.

The thin Lingtian Sword Sect disciple had a cold look in his eyes, and laughed in anger: "Boy, do you still want to be a hero and save the beauty?"

"No, she is my savior. Although killing you can't be considered as repaying a favor, it is also my duty to help her solve the problem."

Jiang Zhige's eyes showed contempt. If it weren't for his disheveled hair covering his face, the two immortals would probably have been frightened and committed suicide on the spot.

The previous memory scene appeared, and all the cultivators in the heavenly realm and even ordinary people could see it. There should be no one who did not recognize the appearance of the Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige.

Seeing this arrogant aura, the two Lingtian Sword Sect disciples were stunned and began to re-examine the ragged Jiang Zhige.

I didn't think much about it at first, but now it seems that there is no one in the world who is stupid enough to seek death like this? Qi Yixin also reacted and stood up and hid behind Jiang Zhige.

She was indebted to Jiang Zhige for saving her life. If both of them were immortals, she would definitely cling to Jiang Zhige first.

"Boy, where are you from? How dare you deliberately provoke us, Lingtian Sword Sect?"

The thin disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect narrowed his eyes. If they really met a guy who was pretending to be a pig but was actually a tiger, they would probably not have a good ending today.

"Origin? No origin."

Jiang Zhige had just escaped from the Zhengyang Temple, so he couldn't explain his origins for a while.

"Without a background, you are a casual cultivator? What is your cultivation level?"

The skinny disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't have a powerful background, it would be fine. After all, they were disciples of Lingtian Sword Sect, and ordinary cultivators would not dare to kill them easily.

"Well, I'm not a casual cultivator either. As for my cultivation, it's definitely higher than yours."

Jiang Zhige scratched his head, not knowing how to explain his identity.

"You are not a casual cultivator and you have no background, but your cultivation is higher than ours. Are you kidding me?"

"Junior Brother Lin, give him a try!"

The thin disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect did not hesitate when he heard this, and stabbed at Jiang Zhige with the sword.

Just when everyone thought Jiang Zhige would do something, the spirit sword pierced Jiang Zhige's abdomen without any hindrance.

The blood gushed out continuously and the scene was horrifying.

"W-why?"

"I never thought I would die in a place like this."

Jiang Zhige's face turned pale, full of disbelief.

He took two steps back, fell in a pool of blood and gradually lost his voice.

The skinny Lingtian Sword Sect disciple was very surprised, but soon came to his senses and sneered, "I thought he was some expert, but it turns out he was just pretending to be mysterious."

Fortunately, he was not directly intimidated by Jiang Zhige, otherwise he would have been extremely embarrassed.

Qi Yixin immediately knelt in front of the skinny Lingtian Sword Sect disciple and said in a tearful voice, "Thank you two immortals for your help!"

"Oh? Where did you get this from?"

The thin disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect retracted the spirit sword and looked at Qi Yixin with a teasing expression.

"This man's name is Jiang Pingchuan. He does have some skills. He must have been attacked by his skills today, which is why he died so easily."

"I felt sorry for him yesterday and saved his life, but I didn't expect that after he woke up, he would be so arrogant that he wanted to repay me with hatred and humiliate me. If it weren't for the two immortals who saved me, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Qi Yixin was about to cry as she spoke, and her aggrieved look was really pitiful.

"Don't worry, my beauty. This man is dead. From now on, the two of us will protect you."

The thin disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect had a lewd smile on his face and reached out to hold Qi Yixin in his arms.

He knew Qi Yixin was acting, but so what? He liked such a sensible woman.

"Damn? I didn't expect Miss Qi to be this kind of person?"

Before Qi Yixin could say anything else, Jiang Zhige's voice suddenly came from behind.

The two of them looked over when they heard the sound and were immediately startled.

Jiang Zhige, who was supposed to be dead, was looking up at them with an expression of disbelief.