The halberd's shadow came towards them, and neither of them had anywhere to hide.

Xuan Yunzi decisively stood in front of Monk Jin Guang, and turned his hands to form a giant Yin-Yang Bagua diagram.

“Master!!”

Monk Jin Guang opened his eyes wide and tried to stop it but it was too late.

The terrifying halberd shadow quickly shattered the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram and cut Xuan Yunzi in half on the spot. The scene was extremely bloody.

Even though Monk Jin Guang was only hit by the aftermath, he was still knocked hundreds of meters away, spitting blood from his mouth.

The white-browed old man hiding in the distance was terrified. If he were to face this halberd, there would probably be nothing left but ashes.

"He's not dead?"

Tiansha was quite surprised. He thought he could kill both of them directly.

The fact that he was able to die to block most of the force for Monk Jin Guang proves that Xuan Yunzi is also an extremely powerful existence in the realm of sainthood. Unfortunately, today he encountered a chaotic monster that had lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

Monk Jin Guang was filled with grief and indignation. He stood up with the help of his Zen staff, looked at Jiang Zhige and shouted angrily, "You evil creature! You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

The old man with white eyebrows felt that it was not good. The situation was now set. Once Monk Jin Guang was defeated, he would not be able to escape death.

However, facing Jiang Zhige, who was able to crush two people who had reached the Saint Realm, the old man with white eyebrows would definitely not be able to escape.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was about to deal with Monk Jin Guang, the white-browed old man became more and more anxious. He looked around and finally set his sights on Nangong Zhen.

Tiansha walked with a leisurely and indulgent pace, getting closer and closer to Monk Jin Guang.

Monk Jin Guang wanted to fight back, but his injuries were too severe. He felt his body was about to fall apart if he moved the slightest.

"Evil beast! Even if I die today, countless fellow Taoists will come to kill you. You will die one day!"

Although Monk Jin Guang had no power to resist, he was not afraid of the impending death and continued to glare at Tiansha fiercely.

"Mortal? Idiot, if your Buddhism and kindness were useful, I would have died long ago."

Tiansha showed a strange smile and raised the Tianjiufangxuji high towards Monk Jinguang.

It is unknown how many years he has existed, he may even be much older than the Buddha.

In the endless years, Tiansha has never realized any great truth. He only knows that he is called a demon. However, he has survived to this day with his demonic body. Countless emperors and gods and Buddhas have died in his hands.

"Wait! Boy, you don't want Nangong Zhen to die, do you?"

Just when Tiansha was about to chop monk Jin Guang to death, the voice of the white-browed old man suddenly came from not far away.

Jiang Zhige was startled and quickly took back control of his body.

"You kid."

Tiansha couldn't help but feel helpless. Jiang Zhige was like this every time and valued other people's lives too much.

Of course, this is also the key reason why Jiang Zhige is suitable for practicing magic.

Jiang Zhige turned his head and found that the white-browed old man looked nervous, holding a sword against Nangong Zhen's throat.

Although Jiang Zhige had shown friendship and loyalty to Nangong Zhen before, the white-browed old man didn't know whether Jiang Zhige still had his sanity.

If Jiang Zhige didn't care about Nangong Zhen's life or death at all, he and Monk Jin Guang would surely die.

Jiang Zhige's face was grim, and he said in a cold voice: "If you dare to hurt him, I will kill everyone in your sect!"

"Who are you trying to scare? I'll die anyway if I don't kill him, so why shouldn't I take someone with me before I die?"

The old man with white eyebrows was not worried when he heard this. Instead, he felt relieved.

Because the angrier Jiang Zhige is, the higher the status of Nangong Zhen in his heart.

Nangong Zhen looked weak and smiled bitterly: "Jiang boy, don't worry about me, do what you want to do."

Originally, he was not so weak that he was taken hostage by the white-browed old man, but Xuan Yunzi's attack injured him so badly that he almost lost his ability to move.

"Is this despicable behavior the righteousness you want?"

Jiang Zhige glanced at Monk Jin Guang, and the murderous intent in his heart grew stronger.

Monk Jin Guang's expression remained unchanged as he snorted coldly, "Nangong Zhen deserves to be killed for colluding with evil cultivators like you!"

"Boy, as long as you are willing to let the two of us live, I can promise you not to harm Nangong Town, and I will withdraw from Chaozhou and never come back."

While the white-browed old man wanted to survive, he did not forget Monk Jin Guang. If he could escape this disaster and make friends with a powerful person who had entered the saint realm, it would bring him countless benefits.

Besides, the white-browed old man has a low level of cultivation. If Jiang Zhige agrees to let the two go, Monk Jin Guang will be a guarantee for him to escape.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were cold as he calmly calculated the speed of his attack.

He was very fast, but the sword of the white-browed old man was already against Nangong Zhen's throat, and with the monk Jin Guang beside him, there was no guarantee that an accident would happen.

Nangong Zhen is not only his father-in-law, but also Nangong Rou's father. Jiang Zhige cannot take such a big risk.

"Donor Changyuan, Nangong Zhen certainly deserves to be killed, but I don't want to use such means to survive!"

Just when Jiang Zhige was about to agree, the monk Jin Guang beside him suddenly shouted angrily and made a swastika handprint towards Nangong Zhen.

It happened so suddenly that Jiang Zhige couldn't react at all.

The white-browed old man was also thinking about how to ensure that Jiang Zhige would not chase him, and he also failed to react.

Bang! The palm print pierced through Nangong Zhen's chest and almost affected the white-browed old man next to him.

The white-browed old man's expression changed drastically, and Jiang Zhige was even more heartbroken.

"uncle!!"

Jiang Zhige flashed to Nangong Zhen's side and supported him before he fell.

The vitality of Wanxiang Realm is extremely strong. Even though his chest was pierced, Nangong Zhen still had a breath of life and did not die on the spot.

The white-browed old man next to him retreated repeatedly, feeling filled with remorse.

Monk Jin Guang disdains to live in disgrace, but does he want to live? If he had known this, he should have waited for Jiang Zhige to kill Monk Jin Guang before taking action.

Nangong Zhen's face turned pale. He looked at Jiang Zhige and laughed miserably, "Silly boy, no, don't blame yourself. I don't have much time left."

Many years ago, in order to improve his strength and regain the position of head of the family, he practiced a martial art that was extremely life-consuming, and today he only has a few years left to live.

It was precisely because he knew that he would not live long that Nangong Zhen was in a hurry to find someone to rely on for Nangong Rou, and chose to fight alone against the pursuers of Xingyue Sect for Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige, instead of arranging for many family elders to come.

Now that Monk Jin Guang has sent out this assassin, it is actually a relief for him. At least he doesn't have to drag down Jiang Zhige anymore.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were filled with tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, can you, can you."

Thinking of Nangong Zhen's previous indifference, and then thinking of Nangong Zhen's good intentions, how could Jiang Zhige let it go? Even if Nangong Zhen was not Nangong Rou's father, he was an elder that Jiang Zhige could respect.