Life and Death Moment

Xia Tian stared at Nie Zixiong with an even more surprised look in his eyes. What was going on? How come it looked to him like Nie Zixiong was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm?

Could it be that Nangong Yan didn’t actually die at the hands of Nie Zixiong?

When Xia Tian was staring at Nie Zixiong, Nie Zixiong's gaze fell on Ji Qingying. Obviously, he was more concerned about Ji Qingying rather than Xia Tian. In fact, he didn't even know Xia Tian at all.

"I'm really surprised to see Senior Sister Ji here." Nie Zixiong finally spoke, his tone light. He said "surprise" but there was no surprise in his tone.

"I remember you, you are Nie Zixiong!" Ji Qingying smiled innocently.

Nie Zixiong frowned slightly. The Ji Qingying in front of him seemed completely different from the Ji Qingying he knew. The Ji Qingying he knew was proud and indifferent, and would never have such an innocent smile on her face.

"Senior Sister Ji, you're joking. We've been classmates for ten years, of course you remember me." Nie Zixiong said lightly.

"Ten years in the same school?" Ji Qingying tilted her head, thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xia Tian, ​​"Hubby, what did he say?"

"He said he has known you for ten years." Xia Tian explained casually, but still stared at Nie Zixiong, not daring to relax at all.

"Husband?" Nie Zixiong's eyes unconsciously flashed with surprise when he heard this title, and then he finally shifted his attention to Xia Tian, ​​"It seems that I underestimated you."

"I heard that you killed that ugly woman Nangong Yan?" Xia Tian suddenly asked.

Nie Zixiong did not answer Xia Tian's question, but just stared at him. After a few seconds, he suddenly asked in surprise: "Middle Nascent Soul stage? Are you Wen Tianjun?"

Before Xia Tian could answer, Nie Zixiong immediately shook his head: "No, you are not Wen Tianjun, who are you? In my impression, there is no such person as you in Piao Miao Xian Men."

"Wen Tianjun?" Xia Tian was surprised. "Who is Wen Tianjun?"

"This name sounds familiar!" Ji Qingying suddenly added, "Let me think, ah, I remember, Wen Tianjun is my master!"

Master?

Xia Tian's face changed. Isn't Ji Qingying's master the Fairy Sister's master, the leader of Piaomiao Immortal Sect?

Ji Qingying spoke again at this time. She looked at Nie Zixiong and said in a clear and moving voice: "You are so stupid. Xia Tian is my husband, how can he be my master?"

"Your name is Xia Tian?" Nie Zixiong looked at Xia Tian and asked lightly.

"Yes, I am Xia Tian, ​​the Xia of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the best sky in the world." Xia Tian answered slowly, and then asked in return, "Are you looking for Wen Tianjun?"

Xia Tian's words were not groundless. No matter who this Nie Zixiong was, if he was really looking for Wen Tianjun, then it would mean a very scary conclusion, that is, Wen Tianjun might be here!

Otherwise, if Nie Zixiong wanted to find Wen Tianjun, he should have gone to Xianyun Continent. Why should he look for him in this world?

"You don't know Wen Tianjun." Nie Zixiong looked at Xia Tian, ​​his tone still calm, "Everyone in Xianyun Continent knows Wen Tianjun, and no one in Piaomiao Xianmen dares not respect Wen Tianjun. Obviously, you are not only not a disciple of Piaomiao Xianmen, but not even from Xianyun Continent. In other words, you are from the world we are in now. But, how is it possible for you to cultivate to the middle stage of Yuanying at the age of twenty in this world?"

"Hey, you seem disrespectful to Wen Tianjun too?" Xia Tian asked back, "You mean, you are not a disciple of Piao Miao Xianmen?"

"You are not qualified to ask me questions!" Nie Zixiong's tone suddenly turned cold, and two cold rays shot out of his eyes. "The cultivators here are almost extinct, but you can cultivate to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. I guess you have another opportunity. Let me ask you, do you know Yue Qingya or Ye Yumei?"

"I don't know her." Xia Tian was very unhappy, but he didn't get angry right away because Nie Zixiong gave him a very strange feeling. Moreover, even Nangong Yan, whose cultivation was slightly higher than his, died at the hands of Nie Zixiong. Now he has Ji Qingying as a burden with him. If a fight really breaks out, he won't even be sure of escaping unscathed.

The bigger problem was that he had no idea how high Nie Zixiong's cultivation level was. He clearly looked like he was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but in fact he was definitely not in the middle stage of the Golden Core. The weirdness of this made Xia Tian dare not turn against Nie Zixiong immediately.

But the most fundamental reason is that Xia Tian actually wants to get some information from Nie Zixiong. As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles. If he can find out Nie Zixiong's true strength and his purpose, perhaps he will know how to deal with it.

"Really?" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, "Then I'd like to know how you achieved this level of cultivation!"

"Haven't you heard of the Ji family's secret technique?" Xia Tian asked calmly.

"Ji's secret technique?" Nie Zixiong's face changed slightly. He turned to Ji Qingying again and stared at her for a few seconds, but his face changed again. "Senior Sister Ji, I can't believe you can make such a big sacrifice for a man. You actually used Ji's secret technique to pass all your skills to such a man? No wonder you are no different from a cultivator in the Qi training stage now!"

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qingying pouted, "Why do I seem to understand what you are saying, but after listening to it, I don't understand anything?"

"It's nothing. Let's go back to our room and sleep." Xia Tian put his arm around Ji Qingying's waist, said lightly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Did I tell you to leave?" A cold voice came from behind. It was naturally Nie Zixiong.

Xia Tian finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and yelled: "Are you an idiot? It's none of your business whether I leave or not!"

While speaking, Xia Tian also moved. He took a step forward and shrunk the distance into an inch!

Xia Tian decided not to do anything that he was not sure of for the time being, so he kept cursing, but while doing so, he also started to run away. He thought that maybe he could not beat this guy named Nie Zixiong, but it should be no problem to escape, right?

"You don't know how to live or die!" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly and pinched Xia Tian's throat with one hand.

Seeing Nie Zixiong's actions, Xia Tian was certain that Nangong Yan had indeed died at the hands of Nie Zixiong. This bastard obviously liked to crush other people's throats!

This thought flashed through his mind instantly, but Xia Tian did not stop his movements. He had already taken a step forward, but the next second, he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, because he found that he could not move at all. Naturally, he could not use the skill of shrinking the ground into an inch!

A powerful force surged in from all directions, but this force was not true energy, but seemed to be a strange spiritual power. His body did not feel any oppression, but his spirit was under an unmatched pressure. It was this huge mental pressure that suppressed him, suppressed his spirit, and then made his body unable to move!

At this moment, Xia Tian suddenly realized that he was not wrong. Nie Zixiong was indeed in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but he also had an extremely powerful mental power. It was this mental power that allowed him to kill Nangong Yan. Now, he was also on the verge of death because of this mental power!

In the blink of an eye, Nie Zixiong's palm was about to touch Xia Tian's throat, and Xia Tian tried hard to resist the mental pressure, but it was still to no avail.

"Ah..." A scream suddenly rang out, but it came from Ji Qingying's mouth, "Don't kill my husband!"

Along with the scream, Xia Tian suddenly discovered that the powerful mental force that was suppressing him suddenly had a slight abnormal fluctuation, and it was this slight fluctuation that brought him a great opportunity, because at this moment, he was suddenly able to move!

He reached into his arms, threw out dozens of silver needles from one hand, and dozens of sprays of powder from the other hand. At the same time, he gathered his strength in both palms and slapped them towards Nie Zixiong with the fastest speed and greatest force!

No matter how strong Nie Zixiong's mental power is, he must rely on the existence of his physical body to exert it, and his physical body is only at the middle stage of the Golden Core. As long as his physical body is destroyed, his mental power will lose its place to survive, and he will still die without a doubt. This is what Xia Tian thought. He did not choose to run away because he knew it would be difficult to escape. It is better to take a gamble and kill Nie Zixiong with all his strength!

However, at this moment, Nie Zixiong suddenly disappeared, and as a result, Xia Tian's full-strength attack instantly lost its target and missed.

The next second, Xia Tian felt the incomparably powerful mental force pressing down on him again. This time, the mental force was even stronger, making him completely unable to move once again. Almost at the same time, Nie Zixiong appeared in his sight again, and Nie Zixiong's palm once again pinched Xia Tian's throat!

"Nie Zixiong, get out of here right now!" A cold shout suddenly rang out, "Otherwise, I will kill all your clans!"

Nie Zixiong's attack came to an abrupt stop. He suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Qingying with a look of surprise on his face.

That extremely powerful mental power suddenly disappeared completely, and Xia Tian immediately regained the ability to move, but this time he did not attack Nie Zixiong immediately. Instead, like Nie Zixiong, he looked at Ji Qingying, and there was also a look of surprise on his face.

The cold shout just now was Ji Qingying's voice, but it seemed not to be Ji Qingying's voice. To be more specific, that voice was the voice of the extremely cold and arrogant Ji Qingying in the past, not the voice of the innocent and naive Ji Qingying now after losing her memory.

However, when he looked at Ji Qingying, he found that the Ji Qingying in front of him was still the innocent Ji Qingying. There was no trace of coldness or arrogance in her. Her eyes were still full of curiosity. Of course, there was a hint of panic at this moment.

"I see." Nie Zixiong looked at Ji Qingying and suddenly seemed to understand, "You are actually Ji Qingying..."