In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

The old man from southern Xinjiang was filled with resentment, and when facing Li Jing, he used a corpse puppet.

The two men fought for fifty rounds, and neither of them was at a disadvantage. The man from Southern Xinjiang became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He was also stunned and even a little depressed.

The opponent was obviously just a subordinate of Xu Ping'an, but he was not at a disadvantage when fighting with him.

So what exactly is Xu Ping'an?

Thinking of this.

The old man from southern Xinjiang became ruthless and vowed to kill Li Jing. He quickly headed north to meet Xu Ping'an. The immortal corpse puppet behind him was his trump card.

When Li Jing heard this, a huge beast appeared behind him. It was the Tangxiahu. It bowed and its body became several times bigger. It was actually the same size as the immortal corpse puppet of the old man from Nanjiang. It looked majestic and extraordinary.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang was also slightly startled when he saw the tiger behind Li Jing. He stared at the tiger and sneered, "You used this beast to break the corpses of my three disciples?"

Li Jing stared at the old man from Nanjiang and sneered, "You have corpse puppets, but I have Tangxiahu, which is specifically designed to restrain your corpse puppets."

The old man from Southern Xinjiang laughed loudly upon hearing this, but it was a cold laugh. There was a vicious flash in his eyes, and he clenched his steel teeth, making a clattering sound. "You! - You are looking for death! No one has ever dared to talk to me like this. You are the first and the last one, watch out!"

The old man from Southern Xinjiang stood on the shoulders of the corpse puppet and commanded it to attack Li Jing.

With his palms clasped together, he looks like a Buddha.

Li Jing stepped back a few steps, drew his sword, clenched his hands, looked at Tang Xiahu, and called out: "Old friend! This time we are facing an immortal-like existence, let's go. ..."

Li Jing took a step forward, drawing his sword, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the immortal corpse puppet. Starting from the feet, within a few breaths, the sword slashed across the immortal corpse puppet until it reached the top of the immortal corpse puppet's head.

"Zizizizi" sparks were produced by the friction between the sword and the corpse puppet, blooming in the air.

Tang Xiahu bit the corpse puppet's neck.

The corpse puppet didn't move at all.

When the old man from Southern Xinjiang saw this scene, he looked disdainful and said coldly, "Shut up!"

The words fell.

The immortal corpse puppet punched down, creating air ripples in the air and making a loud noise like glass shattering under pressure, which spread throughout the air.

A huge force hit Li Jing, and the sword in his hand trembled.

"Old man! -- retreat!"

Li Jing had been on the battlefield for a long time and knew that the old man from Nanjiang had become ruthless. That punch was definitely not something that he and Tang Xiahu could withstand, so he could only avoid the attack temporarily and ask Tang Xiahu to retreat.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiahu hurriedly turned around and immediately came to Li Jing's side, staring at the huge fist slowly falling down. Feeling the horrible feeling of oppression, the man and the tiger continued to retreat.

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw the man and the tiger evacuating, he shouted angrily, "Where are you escaping to!"

Li Jing saw that the old man from Nanjiang had no intention of stopping, and thought to himself, "This old man is going to hit the city with one punch, and the people inside will suffer."

"Old buddy, follow me to protect the people in the city and resist the punch from that old man."

Li Jing shouted. At the same time, he communicated with the tiger in the hall, asking it to bite the key parts of the corpse puppet. The man and the tiger ran towards the corpse puppet at the same time.

After seeing this scene, the old man from Southern Xinjiang realized that his plan had come true. He smiled even brighter and said calmly, "General Li, I think your body is quite good, comparable to that of an immortal. How about being the corpse puppet of my eldest disciple?"

Hearing this, Li Jing smiled and said, "Old man, I see you don't have the ability. If you can capture your Grandpa Li, I will let you take my body without saying anything. - Haha! I'm just afraid that you will lose more than you gain. Even going back to your isolated island is a luxury!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang was not angry either. He stood on the shoulder of the corpse puppet, his clothes fluttering without wind.

As if without saying much to Li Jing, the other hand of the immortal corpse puppet slowly dropped down again, grabbing from mid-air, and the air made a sizzling sound as it was grabbed.

In mid-air, two hands suddenly changed from grabbing to fists, and both fell down.

Li Jing and Tang Xiahu had no way to retreat, as behind them was a city with innocent people living in it. If the two huge fists of the immortal corpse puppet fell down, half of the city would be destroyed.

When the old man from Southern Xinjiang saw what Li Jing and Tang Xiahu were doing, he chuckled and said, "You don't know your own limitations!"

"--town!"

The two fists fell even faster. In a few breaths, the two fists had already landed above Li Jing and Tang Xiahu. The terrifying pressure squeezed the air downwards by several inches.

Li Jing and Tang Xiahu fell down a few inches.

Li Jing's veins popped out and the tiger in the hall roared angrily.

The fists of the immortal corpse puppet seemed to show signs of returning.

“——Huh!”

The old man from southern Xinjiang let out a light exclamation, made some hand gestures, and muttered something to himself. The immortal corpse puppet's calm face then showed a ferocious look.

"--Um?"

Li Jing and Tang Xiahu fell a few inches. Li Jing saw the strangeness on the face of the immortal corpse puppet in the air and was slightly startled. He murmured:

"The dead have hideous faces?"

"Has the puppet-refining technique of the old man from Southern Xinjiang reached such a peak?"

While he was thinking, Li Jing relaxed for a moment and his body fell down immediately.

Boom!

Two loud bangs.

Li Jing and Tang Xiahu fell to the ground, but the fists of the immortal corpse puppet did not stop. They fell faster and with more terrifying power.

Boom!

Both fists slammed to the ground.

The two people were hidden and no figure could be seen.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang jumped off the immortal corpse puppet's shoulder and landed on the opposite side. He stared at his fists and said with a sinister smile, "Two good corpse puppets! It was not a wasted trip!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang waved his hand, and the immortal corpse puppet moved his fists away.

Sudden.

The old man from southern Xinjiang, who had been in high spirits, suddenly looked ecstatic.

Before the dust settled, two figures flew out from the wall between the fists of the immortal corpse puppet in front of them. One was Li Jing and the other was Tang Xia Hu.

“——You, you guys!” The old man from Southern Xinjiang stretched out his hand, trembling, speaking intermittently, glaring at the man and the tiger, “No one can withstand the fists of my immortal corpse puppet, even if they are at the peak of the land immortal realm, even if they are at the heavenly realm!…”

Li Jing and Tang Xiahu stood still. Tang Xiahu shook off the dust on his body. Li Jing drew his sword. His armor was shattered. Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. His hair was loose. He used his hand to lift his hair and stared at the old man from Nanjiang. "Old man, you still have some skills!"

Li Jing forced himself to hold on.

In fact, he was seriously injured.

If he continued to fight with the old man from southern Xinjiang, he might not be able to defeat him even if he risked his life, because his three disciples were eyeing him covetously.

Once he falls, the people behind him will suffer unexpected disaster.

The old man from southern Xinjiang makes a living by refining corpse puppets, so how could he forgive the people in the city?

When the old man from Southern Xinjiang saw Li Jing and his disciple Hu Wu Shi, he smiled even more brightly, became happier, and more excited: "It seems that your body is very strong! It is a great material for refining corpse puppets. I can't bear to give it to my useless apprentice, so I'd better use it myself! - Hahahaha! It's worth the trip! Very good! Very good!"

Hearing this, Li Jing frowned and said inwardly, "——Old bastard!"

As the old man from southern Xinjiang spoke, his eyes were still wandering around Li Jing's body, and he was making gestures, as if he had already started tailoring it.

Li Jing said coldly: "Old man, you are too confident."

The old man from Southern Xinjiang smiled and said, "It has always been like this! I will never change it in my lifetime. - Unless! In the next life!"

Li Jing smiled but said nothing.

Tang Xiahu roared at the old man from Nanjiang.

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw the tiger in the hall, he was so ferocious that he roared and howled angrily. Even the corpse puppet of the immortal standing in the air was a little scared.

"Tang Xia Hu is not bad either. He can be another corpse puppet of mine, a corpse puppet that specifically restrains corpse puppets! - Hahaha! Interesting! Interesting!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang set his gaze on Tang Xiahu again, his eyes emitting rays of light, like two balls of flame.

The tiger in the hall seemed to feel the evil emotion and roared at the old man from Nanjiang.

Seeing that Tang Xiahu was so fierce, the old man from Nanjiang said sinisterly, "Don't worry, I, an old man, have many ways to make you become my corpse puppet without suffering. - Well! If a tiger like you can attach himself to me, I will definitely let you reach a higher level and be immortal!"

Tang Xiahu went straight to Li Jing's side and ignored the old man from Nanjiang.

When the old man from Southern Xinjiang saw this scene, a cold smile appeared on his face. The next moment, his eyes darkened and he said, "Kill them!"

The immortal corpse puppet received the order, and it swept its huge indigo palm across the waist, attacking Li Jing and Tang Xiahu.

When the man and the tiger dodged, the huge palm swept across the city wall, the city collapsed, the mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, the moat was blocked, the armored soldiers and archers on the arrow tower were all buried in the broken walls, the scene was in a mess.

Li Jing was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Tangxiahu had already reached his side and let out a roar.

Li Jing glanced at Tang Xiahu and consoled him, "Old buddy, we have no way out. This old man from southern Xinjiang has set his sights on our corpse. - Bah! This old man is really difficult to deal with! Difficult to deal with!"

The tiger in the hall continued to roar.

Li Jing shook his head, "Old buddy, you retreat and go to Tai'an City to report the news!"

The tiger in the hall did not move.

Li Jing felt helpless and continued, "If you don't go, we'll all die here. It's not worth it! Go to Tai'an City and inform His Highness, maybe there will be room for recovery!"

He knew very well that he was no match for the old man from southern Xinjiang.

But there's no problem in delaying it for a while.

This immortal corpse puppet was extremely ferocious. With his current cultivation level of a mid-stage terrestrial immortal, he was not able to defeat it and could only delay it.

In exchange for Tai'an City's support.

Tangxiahu never left Li Jing's side. When he saw that Li Jing was in danger, he refused to leave. He stepped forward and grabbed the immortal corpse puppet's neck.

“——Huh! Not afraid of the pressure from the Immortal!——Hahahaha! The more I look at this beast, the more satisfied I am. It’s just a pity that such a powerful being must be killed before it can be refined!”

The old man from Southern Xinjiang murmured, seeming a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

The only option is to kill him.

The tiger in the hall bit the throat of the immortal corpse puppet and pulled and tore it, but the neck of the immortal corpse puppet was as hard as steel and could not be bitten through at all.

“——Hahaha! You beast! You want to use this method to deal with my immortal corpse puppet.——Ignorance! Since you don’t want to surrender, then die.”

The old man from southern Xinjiang had a sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the tiger in the hall, carrying lightning and thunder.

"My old friend!"

Li Jing exclaimed.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

A cold light flashed in Li Jing's eyes. He drew his spear and went straight to the old man from Southern Xinjiang. He shot him in the head. The terrifying force of the spear made the air sizzle.

The old man from southern Xinjiang jumped up, holding a sword, and rushed to the top of the immortal's corpse, stabbing the tiger in the hall with the sword.

Boom!

Behind Tang Xia Hu, the sword energy was cold. He let go and retreated. After running a hundred feet, he was still hit by the sword energy and fell on the city wall. A huge black hole appeared instantly, and Tang Xia Hu was inside, without any movement.

at the same time.

Li Jing swept his sword across and chopped the immortal corpse puppet, making a "bang" sound, which made his palm hurt slightly.

He failed to dodge the punch from the immortal corpse puppet, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, fell to the ground, and rolled in front of Hu Bian in the hall, who held Li Jing's body.

Li Jing was a little discouraged and said, "Old buddy, this guy is too strong!"

The tiger in the hall roared, but it was not harsh.

Boom!

Another fist came.

The man and the tiger turned around and ran. Their fists hit the ground, creating a huge deep pit. The ground, with the fist as the center, split in all directions like a dense spider web, and stopped only when it reached Li Jing's feet.

Seeing that Li Jing and Tang Xiahu had escaped again, the old man from Southern Xinjiang said coldly, "——Oh! Not bad at all. You let me take action. It's not unfair that my three disciples were defeated by you!..."

next moment.

The immortal corpse puppet moved again and punched out.

Li Jing blocked with both fists, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The tiger in the hall aimed at the immortal's neck and was about to bite it off again.

"——Evil beast! Die!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang thrust his sword into the tiger's neck. The tiger roared and fell to the ground.

"—old fellow!"

When Li Jing saw this scene, he raised his hands, and the two fists of the immortal corpse puppet were lifted up a few inches, but were suppressed again and continued to sink another inch.

Boom!

There was a horrible rumbling sound from the ground.

Li Jing's bones were crackling, his brows were furrowed, and he murmured, "--Your Highness! I really can't hold on any longer! This old man is really powerful! Old buddy, I'm here to accompany you!..."

"—Boom!"

At this moment, above the dome, a sword fell from the sky, piercing through the clouds. The sound of breaking through the air was piercing, as if it was parting the clouds and mist, and the sword's intent was sharp.

The air around them condensed, and a sword intent raged.

The sword fell to the ground, and a huge deep pit appeared with the sword as the center. The cliffs were turned into powder, and the wall where the immortal corpse puppet stood was constantly collapsing.

When the old man from southern Xinjiang saw this situation, he also became stunned.

The hunchback, the short man, and the tall man were all watching with great excitement, but something unexpected happened and the three of them felt the horror of the sword intent.

The tall man glanced at the two brothers, trembling with fear, and hesitantly said: "——This! Is this still a human?"

The short man murmured, "The sword has arrived before the man! The sword's sword intent is entangled. - Ugh! If we just get close, I'm afraid we will be reduced to ashes!"

The hunchback was also slightly startled, and muttered in his heart: "It's over! Master is going to fall this time!"

The old man from southern Xinjiang and the immortal corpse puppet were forced back dozens of steps by the sword. Dozens of steps turned into dozens of feet. They stood in front of the cliff with the vast ocean behind them.

The old man from Southern Xinjiang said angrily, "——Come out! You are sneaking around like that, you are not a hero!"