Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

When the old man saw Jiang Beixuan's powerful sword, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but at this moment he suddenly found that his body seemed to be imprisoned in place by a huge force.

Seeing the approaching attack, the old man gritted his teeth, raised the sword in his hand, and poured all his spiritual energy into the sword in an attempt to block Jiang Beixuan's Immortal Killing Sword Technique.

Jiang Beixuan looked at the old man with a sneer. He had already found out that the old man's cultivation level was the same as his own, at the middle stage of the Saint King.

Although Jiang Beixuan's cultivation level has not improved, his true strength has long been comparable to the peak state of the Holy King, so Jiang Beixuan knew that it was absolutely impossible for this old man to block his sword skills.

Under the watchful eyes of Jiang Beixuan and Tian Tong, the tornado formed by the Zhanxian Sword hit the sword in the old man's hand hard.

The moment Jiang Beixuan took action, the old man finally understood Jiang Beixuan's cultivation and the reason why he was ready to fight to the death.

According to the old man's opinion, he and Jiang Beixuan are both in the middle stage of the Saint King, and there is not much difference in strength. Although Jiang Beixuan's sword looks very powerful, it should actually be similar to his, so he gritted his teeth to resist.

But the moment the old man's sword came into contact with the Zhantian Sword, the old man realized that he was wrong, because his sword was defeated the moment it came into contact with Jiang Beixuan's sword skills.

Even the sword of the early Saint King realm that the old man was once proud of could not withstand the powerful attack, and several cracks appeared on the sword.

Just when the old man thought he was about to die, the powerful attack in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It was only then that the old man discovered that the clothes on his body had been torn to pieces, but the old man no longer had the mind to think about this, because the old man discovered that even though the attack had disappeared, his body was still unable to move.

The attack just now did not disappear for no reason, but Jiang Beixuan took it back. There was no deep hatred between him and the old man, they had to fight to the death.

It's just that I was feeling a little unhappy just now. After I calmed down, I directly dispersed the attack. The purpose of intimidation had been achieved, so there was no need to continue.

However, Jiang Beixuan was a little strange, why even though he put away his attack, the old man still did not move. In order to prevent the old man from deliberately pretending to be like this to lure him into taking the bait, Jiang Beixuan did not go over immediately.

The old man was still fighting against this unknown force, trying his best to break free from the control of this unknown force. After several attempts, he still failed. He could only look at Jiang Beixuan helplessly and said

"If you want to kill, kill me. Today, my skills are inferior to others. Even if I die, I will have no complaints. But if you want to trap me here and humiliate me, this is simply impossible."

After the old man finished speaking, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and a stream of spiritual energy traveled along the meridians, heading towards the sea of ​​​​consciousness with great force. Judging from this posture, he must have wanted to explode the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Although Jiang Beixuan and this old man were somewhat It was a festival, but there was no other grudge, so after Jiang Beixuan knew the old man's plan, he quickly stepped forward and tapped the old man's forehead with one finger. The spiritual energy quickly entered the old man's body, blocking the old man's spiritual energy from the sea of ​​consciousness. , preventing the old man from detonating his sea of ​​consciousness.