For a moment, the air fell into a state of dead silence.
Jian Wushuang soon understood why Zheng Ying looked surprised. It was because he had now transformed into an ordinary guard's face, which was completely different from his previous appearance.
That was why Zheng Ying did not recognize him as Jian Wushuang from the Great Voyage.
However, the time and place where the two of them met again was a little strange.
Why did this woman, who had quietly disappeared after the battle in the Whirling Heaven, suddenly appear in the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent? And it seemed like she was here to kill Gongzi Mo.
Could it be that she was the envoy of one of Zhen Wuyang's princes?
Jian Wushuang was a little uncertain. He opened his mouth slightly but did not say anything. Then, he turned around and prepared to leave.
At that moment, a sudden sense of danger behind him made him turn his head abruptly.
Then, a real sword surrounded by derivative force almost brushed past his neck and pierced forward, leaving a trace of blood.
If he had not dodged in time, this sword would have been enough to cause serious damage to Jian Wushuang!
After he narrowly avoided the danger, he turned around and looked at Zheng Ying with a gloomy gaze.
Zheng Ying's beautiful face was as cold as frost at this moment. She held the sword in her right hand and did not even say a word. She once again attacked Jian Wushuang with derivative force.
"Are you sick in the head?"
Jian Wushuang's index and middle fingers instantly caught the blade that was heading straight for his face. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said this to Zheng Ying. "Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
Zheng Ying, who was still in a state of stabbing forward, froze again. There was some doubt in her cold eyes because she heard a bit of familiarity from the words of the young guard in front of her.
However, in the next moment, an even colder killing intent erupted. Suddenly, more than a hundred streams of derivative force appeared behind Zheng Ying and suppressed Jian Wushuang.
Even if he remembered their old friendship, Jian Wushuang was still angry. He suddenly slammed his palm forward and collided with the derivative force.
A large explosion surged under the Fusang Tree.
At the same time, Jian Wushuang pointed his finger again, and it turned into several Water Dragon of Developing Force, trapping Zheng Ying.
He did not want to kill Zheng Ying. After all, she was one of the few people he saw when he first came to the Great Yan Huan, so he only wanted to trap her.
However, the more it was like this, the more intense Zheng Ying's resistance became. His strength surpassed that of an ordinary Derived Immortal, giving Jian Wushuang a headache.
"What exactly do you want? Don't go overboard, Zheng Ying!" Jian Wushuang said in a low voice as he looked at the woman before him.
Zheng Ying, who had been silent all this while, finally spoke up. "How did you know my name?"
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he fell silent. Only then did he realize that he could not reveal any information about himself.
In the end, he pushed the air and forced Zheng Ying away.
"You don't have to know who I am. Let me give you a piece of advice. It's best if you don't kill Gongzi Mo."
After saying that, Jian Wushuang clearly did not want to waste any more time and turned to leave.
Looking at the somewhat familiar figure, Zheng Ying did not chase after him. Instead, she turned to look at Gongzi Mo, who was lying under the Fusang Tree and was on the verge of death.
After several fights and escapes, Gongzi Mo had already gotten over it. There was only unwillingness in his eyes.
Under the battle between Di Qing and the Great Yan Immortal, the entire Small Immortal Continent and even the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent were on the verge of collapse.
The old roots of the Fusang Tree were already broken, and gravel fell down.
Zheng Ying walked forward and faced the setting sun. Without hesitation, she cut off Gongzi Mo's head with her sword.
Then, she stretched out her palm and released a majestic derivative force, which easily crushed his immortal source.
At this point, Gongzi Mo, the fifth prince under Zhen Wuyang.
He died under the Fusang Tree.
The Northern Heaven Immortal Continent, which was supported by Prince Mo's providence, started to collapse. All the Great Daos and providence started to become chaotic.
Heaven and earth mourned. This was the reaction of the prince's death.
And Zheng Ying, the terminator of everything, looked at the lifeless head in her hand. She waved her hand and intercepted the last bit of providence that belonged to Prince Mo.
In the end, the head turned into powder and scattered under the Fusang Tree.
The prince's death caused the Great Daos of Heaven and Earth to tremble.
At this moment, the Derived Immortals and Great Yan Immortals fighting on the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent all noticed.
Jian Wushuang turned around and looked at the figure standing under the Fusang Tree with a complicated expression. Then, he quickly left.
Once Gongzi Mo died, all the Derived Immortals and Great Yan Immortals present would definitely be thoroughly investigated by the Heavenly Court.
If any clues were left behind, it would definitely be a disaster!
Jian Wushuang would not forget that other than Zhen Wuyang, who had the providence of an Emperor, there were still 99 Great Yan Immortals in the Heavenly Court.
Any one of them had the absolute strength to fight against Di Qing's supreme almighties alone.
Therefore, at this moment, the best choice was to quickly escape.
Chen Qing and Chun Qiu, who were fighting desperately, felt their bodies relax. The mysterious five swordsmen stopped attacking and shouted at the sky, "Gongzi Mo is dead. Retreat!"
When the two Great Yan Immortals heard this, they immediately gave up their confrontation with Di Qing and prepared to escape.
"You want to run? All of you, stay here! "Di Qing shouted angrily. With a shake of his arms, he grabbed them.
The two Great Yan Immortals hurriedly used their evolution force to resist. At the same time, they said in a low voice, "Gongzi Mo is dead. The Heavenly Court will definitely investigate. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave later!"
Di Qing smiled sinisterly. "I have plenty of time. It won't be too late for me to leave after I kill you!"
"Brainless idiots." Because they could not escape, the two Great Yan Immortals became anxious. At this juncture, the longer they stayed here, the less likely it would be for them to escape.
However, Di Qing did not let them leave and started fighting again.
"Chun Qiu, Chen Qing, let's go!" With a low shout, Jian Wushuang's body moved like lightning. He directly broke through the five swordsmen's blockade and helped the two.
Chen Qing and Chun Qiu nodded, and the three of them quickly escaped.
"Brother Jian, is Gongzi Mo really dead?" Chen Qing could not help but ask as they ran.
He still found it hard to believe that the Fifth Prince of Zhen Wuyang's faction had died just like that.
Jian Wushuang nodded slightly. "His providence has already dissipated. There is no chance of him surviving."
Chen Qing nodded. It was unknown whether he was happy or worried. "D * mn it. We fought so hastily that I actually forgot to piss on the Heavenly Palace."
"…"
"Don't think too much. Let's escape from here first."
The Northern Heaven Immortal Province was extremely vast. However, as the prince's providence dissipated, the Great Dao became chaotic. The entire immortal province was irreversibly shattered.
Jian Wushuang wanted to escape from the immortal province with all his might before the people from the Heavenly Court arrived. He also wanted to hide his presence as much as possible.
This chaotic situation was exactly what he wanted. As long as he left the immortal province, even if the Celestial Emperor came personally, he would not be able to detect that he had been here.
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