For Nangong Rou, no matter whether he is a demon, a human or a monster, as long as he is Jiang Zhige, he is more important than a thousand words.

"Rou'er, I'm sorry."

"Idiot, I am the one who is upset when you say something like that, okay?"

Nangong Rou was even more worried because Jiang Zhige always liked to say things that made her feel distressed.

The two were speechless for a moment, quietly feeling each other's body temperature.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Jiang Zhige’s expression gradually changed from guilt to melancholy, as if he had made some decision.

He looked at the huge battlefield in the distance and said in a hoarse voice: "Rou'er, uncle is still fighting. I want to help him."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Nangong Rou didn't think much about it and gently let go of Jiang Zhige.

With the strength that Jiang Zhige had previously demonstrated, it should not be difficult for him to team up with Nangong Zhen to deal with the white-browed old man.

Jiang Zhige nodded, and his figure turned into a shooting star and disappeared.

At the same time, Nangong Town had fallen into a disadvantage in the battle.

At first he was able to gain the upper hand, but halfway through the fight he began to have physical problems, as if he was unable to adapt to the high-intensity combat.

The white-browed old man didn't even need to suppress Nangong Zhen. As long as he dragged Nangong Zhen and didn't let him leave, Nangong Zhen himself would become weaker and weaker.

"Nangong Zhen, since you are still stubborn, then go to hell!"

The white-browed old man had a gloomy expression on his face. He waved the three-foot-long sword in his hand, and thousands of long swords with spiritual power appeared behind him and stabbed towards Nangong Zhen.

Originally, he hadn't really thought about killing Nangong Zhen, but now if he didn't get rid of Nangong Zhen as soon as possible, he would be finished once the evil cultivator arrived.

Nangong Rou tried to resist, but when she raised her hand she spat out blood without any warning, her face as pale as paper.

"Uncle, I'm here to help you!"

At this moment, a surge of demonic energy came from the east like a tsunami.

The white-browed old man's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and fled without waiting for the magic sword to finish releasing its power.

"Don't leave, you beast!"

The evil energy condensed into substance and transformed into hundreds of black-scaled dragons that pounced towards the white-browed old man.

Thousands of spiritual swords shattered the black dragon like bubbles, unable to stop the black dragon's speed in the slightest.

The white-browed old man showed fear on his face, and felt despair and unwillingness in his heart.

He had defeated countless powerful enemies in his life, so how could he have expected to be killed in this way?

Just as the white-browed old man was about to be bitten to death by the black dragon, a dazzling white light rose from the ground and turned into a barrier to block hundreds of black-scaled dragons.

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly and stopped chasing the white-browed old man.

Nangong Zhen covered his chest and looked at Jiang Zhige in surprise.

Although he had some guesses, he did not expect that the demon cultivator with the cultivation level of the All-Seeing Realm would be Jiang Zhige, who was very polite in his Nangong family and was liked by his daughter Nangong Rou.

"Ginger boy, are you crazy?"

Nangong Zhen didn't have time to care about the old man with white eyebrows. Instead, he was worried that Nangong Rou had been killed by Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige knew that Nangong Zhen would be worried, so he quickly replied, "Don't worry, uncle. I have a heart as hard as stone and didn't hurt Rou'er at all."

"Heart as hard as stone??"

The corner of Nangong Zhen's mouth twitched, and he didn't quite believe what Jiang Zhige said.

He had seen a demon cultivator before. Although he had not completely lost his mind, he was also crazy and enjoyed killing people. He was not like a normal person at all.

"My friend, you have too much murderous intent. You don't seem to have a heart of stone."

Nangong Zhen wanted to confirm it again when a sound like a huge bell suddenly came from the front.

Jiang Zhige and Nangong Zhen looked over when they heard the sound, and saw an old man in Taoist robes holding a whisk and looking like an immortal walking out from behind the barrier.

"Master of Taoism, Xuan Yunzi?"

Nangong Zhen's pupils shrank slightly. Xuan Yunzi avoided the world but was a real powerful saint.

Throughout the 100,000-li area of ​​Chaozhou, there are only two great men who have entered the saint realm, one of whom is Xuan Yunzi of the Taoist sect.

Jiang Zhige was not afraid, and asked in a deep voice: "This man aided and abetted the tyrant, and even a thousand deaths would not be enough. Can't he be killed?"

Judging from Yang Jing's words and actions, he is definitely a scum who has done all kinds of evil. The old man with white eyebrows protects such a scum, so isn't he also a scum?

Xuan Yunzi shook his head and sighed, "I don't know the whole story, but even if this person was killed, you are a demon cultivator and an alien, so you should be killed even more."

"you"

Jiang Zhige was speechless for a moment. He asked himself if he had ever done anything against the law, but he could not deny the fact that he was a demon cultivator.

"Jiang boy! Don't be stupid. Xuan Yunzi may have great cultivation, but he is still no match for you. He is obviously stalling for time on purpose!"

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, Nangong Zhen's voice suddenly woke Jiang Zhige up.

Nangong Zhen endured the discomfort and stood in front of Jiang Zhige, gritting his teeth and said, "Go quickly, I will hold them back."

"But uncle, what are you going to do? What about Zixiao City?"

Jiang Zhige didn't move at all. In fact, before he arrived, he had already made plans to die in battle.

Xuan Yunzi's face was rather ugly, and he said unhappily: "Master Nangong, are you going to help the demon cultivator leave?"

Nangong Zhen ignored Xuan Yunzi, turned to look at Jiang Zhige and said, "Idiot, I've already said it before, I'm doing this for my daughter, I..."

"Uncle! I am doing this for Rou'er. You are her father. If I abandon you, how can I live my life as a human being? How can I face Rou'er with dignity?"

Before Nangong Zhen could finish speaking, Jiang Zhige interrupted him.

"You kid."

Nangong Zhen was stunned, not knowing how to refute.

"Master Nangong, you."

"Donor Xuanyun, why waste your breath? Nangong Zhen is stubborn and unrepentant, no different from a demon, he deserves to be killed!"

Xuan Yunzi was still trying to persuade Nangong Zhen when an angry shout suddenly came from the sky.

When a few people heard the sound, they looked and saw a muscular monk with half his upper body exposed and holding a Zen staff walking towards them in the air.

Nangong Zhen's face looked even uglier. He didn't want to leave before, and now it might be difficult for Jiang Zhige to leave.

This person is the second great master in Chaozhou who has entered the saint realm. He is the abbot of Wanfa Temple and his Buddhist name is Jin Guang.

"Supreme Lord of Deliverance from Evils."

Xuan Yunzi sighed deeply. Monk Jin Guang had arrived. It was feared that things would not end well today.

Monk Jin Guang landed beside Xuan Yunzi, glaring at Nangong Zhen and Jiang Zhige, and pounded the ground with the Zen stick in his hand, causing the entire Zixiao City to tremble.

The four parties confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Nangong Zhen took a healing pill and whispered, "Jiang boy, since you don't want to run, don't count on me."

He was in poor health and it was a problem for him to defeat the white-browed old man, let alone facing two great masters who had entered the saint realm?

And if Nangong Zhen guessed correctly, there were many Wanxiang Realm masters rushing to Zixiao City. Xuan Yunzi and Monk Jin Guang had high cultivation and fast speed, so they arrived first.

“Uncle, don’t worry about it. There is only death. I will try my best to let you see Rouer safely.”

Jiang Zhige remained unafraid. After revealing his identity as a demon cultivator in front of Nangong Rou, he was ready to die.