Chapter 817 When I Don't Exist?

"Take your life in exchange!"

Zuo Shuai's cold and majestic voice echoed over the mountain top.

Ji Tianxing frowned fiercely, looked at him with a cold expression, his whole body was filled with a strong killing intent.

He didn't get angry immediately, and shouted to Zuo Shuai in a deep voice: "I know, you are ordered by the Demon Emperor to deal with me, and the Demon Emperor's target is me!

Let me see my father, I want to see that he is safe and sound! "

Zuo Shuai didn't speak, and raised his left palm expressionlessly.

With a flash of brilliance in his palm, a crystal clear crystal ball appeared out of thin air.

The mysterious crystal ball is obviously a magic weapon.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe was sealed in the crystal ball, it was Ji Changkong.

When Ji Tianxing saw the appearance of the crystal ball clearly, his pupils shrank.

His eyes were focused on Ji Changkong, seeing Ji Changkong was seriously injured and covered in blood, his heart also rose.

Fortunately, Ji Changkong was only seriously injured and was still alive for the time being.

It's a pity that Ji Tianxing's spiritual sense couldn't penetrate into the crystal ball.

He could neither check his father's injuries, nor could he send voice transmissions to his father's spiritual sense to inquire about the situation.

Seeing his father's scarred, seriously injured and comatose scene, Ji Tianxing felt monstrous anger surging in his heart.

He stared at Zuo Shuai with cold eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Let my father go, I can claim my own skills, and go back to Beimo with you to meet the Demon Emperor."

Obviously, this is just his plan to delay the attack.

As long as he can get his father out of danger, he would rather claim his skills first, and return to Beimo with the two magic commanders.

After all, he has many ways to get out.

The butcher in the deep pit of the ruins quickly flew out of the pit and came to the high sky, standing beside Zuo Shuai.

Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, he sneered secretly, and couldn't wait to agree.

"Hmph! Humans are indeed reptiles and weaklings who are fettered by emotions and desires!

No matter how strong this kid is, if his father is in our hands, he has to submit obediently!

After he professes his own skills, this commander will definitely use thousands of methods to torture and kill him! "

However, what Ji Tianxing and Tu Ren didn't expect was that Zuo Shuai shook his head and refused, showing a sneer full of contempt.

"Ji Tianxing, don't embarrass yourself in front of me with this little trick of yours!

To His Majesty the Demon Emperor, only the blood of the Sword God is useful, and you are nothing but a useless ant.

Why does this commander bother to take you back to Beimo? This handsome only needs your sword god blood! "

After finishing speaking, Zuo Shuai waved his hand and shot out a bloody light, flying to Ji Tianxing.

In the blood light, there is a dark and cold magic sword.

The magic sword is only two feet long, and the blade is twisted like a snake. It is engraved with mysterious and simple patterns. It is obviously a soul-level magic weapon.

The magic sword was suspended in the mid-air in front of Ji Tianxing, shining with a cold magic light, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Zuo Shuai was playing with the crystal ball with his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back, exuding a powerful arrogance all over his body, he said with a sneer: "Ji Tianxing, I will give you a chance.

In front of me, I cut myself off with that sword, piercing my heart, and I let your father go. "

Ji Tianxing immediately frowned, and secretly clenched his fists in his robe sleeves.

He is very clear that the demons have always been cunning and cruel, and will never keep any promises and fidelity.

That magic sword is very strange, it is probably a magic weapon that can absorb the blood of the sword god.

Even if he really committed suicide on the spot with the magic sword, Mo Shuai would definitely not let his father go.

The final result must be that he and his father died here together.

"What if I don't follow?" Ji Tianxing stared at Zuo Shuai coldly, and asked in a deep voice.

Zuo Shuai was not angry, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a dark voice: "If you don't obey, then I will kill your father, and then I will kill you, and take out the blood of the Sword God myself!"

While speaking, he squeezed his left palm together vigorously, and squeezed the crystal ball with six strong and thick fingers.

The crystal clear crystal ball immediately showed several cracks.

The crystal ball was filled with streaks of blood, turning into bloody snakes, biting Ji Changkong's fleshy body.

Ji Changkong, who was in a coma, had several blood holes all over his body bitten by the bloody demon snake, and several pieces of flesh and blood were torn off. He struggled and screamed in pain.

It's a pity that he was sealed in the crystal ball, no matter how he screamed, Ji Tianxing couldn't hear him.

Seeing his father being bitten by the bloody demon snake and struggling in pain, Ji Tianxing's canthus were about to burst, and his angry eyes turned blood red.

"Stop! You devil, stop!" He clenched his fists and shouted angrily, gnashing his teeth.

Only then did Zuo Shuai slowly loosen his six fingers, causing the bloody snakes to scatter away.

He stared at Ji Tianxing with gloomy eyes, and asked jokingly with a smile: "Hehe, it really is the deep love between father and son!

Ji Tianxing, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, you can either pick up that sword and kill yourself, or you and your father will die together!

This commander only gives you six breaths of time, after six breaths, your father will surely die! "

As Zuo Shuai's voice fell, an invisible breath of death quietly permeated, covering the entire mountain.

The air seemed to freeze, and the sky and the earth seemed to have become gray and colorless.

Even the golden light cast by the rising sun in the east was obscured by dark clouds floating from nowhere.

The breath of heaviness, oppression, chill and death filled Ji Tianxing's heart!

"one!"

Zuo Shuai raised his right palm and retracted one finger.

Ji Tianxing stood stiffly on the spot, his eyes fixed on Zuo Shuai, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he racked his brains to find a solution.

"There is only six breaths, how can I save my father?

The strength of this magic commander is several times stronger than that of Turen, and his city and resourcefulness are also extremely high, too difficult to deal with!

If I forcibly rescued my father, my father would have been killed by Zuo Shuai before I got the crystal ball!

no! I can't force it, this magic commander is more treacherous and vicious than a butcher, I can't take the risk! "

Just as he was analyzing and deliberating anxiously, Zuo Shuai withdrew his second finger on his right hand.

"two!"

Two interest time passed.

Ji Tianxing's expression became more and more ugly, and the killing intent and anger in his chest were almost about to explode violently.

"You can't do it by force, do I really want to use that magic sword to kill myself?

no! I can't take this risk, the magic sword is very weird, it must have been prepared by the magic commander long ago.

Even if I kill myself by then, my father may still die... I must live! "

At this time, Shuai Zuo retracted his third finger.

"three!"

The atmosphere became more and more cold and chilling, the sky and the earth were gloomy, and the sun lost its brilliance.

"Time is running out, I must find a solution immediately!"

Ji Tianxing was very worried, with blue veins appearing on his forehead.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he thought of various methods, including using Su Xin Suppressing Demon Art, Shanhe Seal, Thunder Eye and other trump card stunts.

But he found desperately that no matter what kind of stunt he used, he was not absolutely sure of snatching the crystal ball back from Zuo Shuai's hands!

Anger and despair filled Ji Tianxing's heart.

He lowered his head subconsciously, looking at the mysterious and cold magic sword suspended in mid-air in front of him.

"Four!"

Zuo Shuai's voice sounded again, and the fourth finger retracted.

Only the last two breaths are left.

Ji Tianxing stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and slowly stretched towards the magic sword.

"It doesn't matter, let's stabilize this magic commander first!"

He gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to reach out and hold the magic sword.

At this moment, a majestic and vicissitudes voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind.

"How can you forget me at a time like this? When I don't exist?"

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