Chapter 277: The Word of Deception

This sword was very fast and extremely fierce.

The power of heaven and earth that enveloped the void was easily torn apart the moment it came into contact with this sword. It rushed to Wu Teng in an unstoppable posture, causing endless fear to rise on his face.

In fact, not only Wu Teng, but everyone present, including Wu Jingxue, were shocked by this sword.

From Wu Teng's hand to the blooming of this sword, it was so fast that it was difficult to come back to its senses. The blue sky tripod in the void kept rotating, and the power of heaven and earth surged out, making the entire space extremely solidified.

A puff!

The sword shadow touched the body and pierced Wu Teng's chest, and a scarlet blood arrow suddenly gushed out.

Wu Teng opened his eyes wide, stared at the cold young man in front of him, and said tremblingly: "Chu Xingyun, you, you can't kill me. I am the son of Lord Liuyun, you can't kill me!"

The voice was already a little hoarse and echoed in the void wildly. However, Chu Xingyun's expression did not change at all, and the sword light was heavy, completely covering Wu Teng's figure.

"ah!"

A shrill wailing sounded, as if mixed with endless regret, which made the hearts of the crowd tremble. Then, in their sight, a cold corpse fell from mid-air.

There was a ferocious blood hole in the chest of the corpse, and the blood flowed out, making the bloody smell of the space stronger.

Gulu!

Looking at the scene in front of him, everyone swallowed a few saliva, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Chu Xingyun, who was standing with a sword, and his face began to twitch.

Just now, Wu Jing's Blood Wind Thunder took action and easily killed the four powerful people in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and destroyed the Imperial City Imperial Guards and Liuyun Iron Guards. He was so domineering and powerful that he became the new generation of Liuyun Kings.

But after just a moment, Wu Teng, the son of Wu Jingxue, was killed, killed by Chu Xingyun, and died in front of Wu Jingxue's eyes and turned into a cold corpse.

Such a scene is so dramatic that no one could have expected.

"Beast, how dare you assassinate my son!"

A roar that shocked the void was spit out from Wu Jing's bloody mouth, and a surging anger burst out, turning into a howling wind, causing everyone's mind to tremble.

Chu Xingyun faced Wu Jing's blood and let the strong wind blow on his body. He sneered: "Just now, Wu Teng threatened to take my life and kill someone who had something to do with me. Why can't I kill him when he treats me like this?"

"Shut up!"

Wu Jing's blood blew again, and the shadow of the hundred-meter-long evil dragon above his head had already condensed into substance, with evil spirits raging, and madly oppressing Chu Xingyun, trying to completely subdue him.

However, Chu Xingyun's expression remained the same. He looked up at the ferocious evil dragon. A strange arc suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Use evil energy to suppress Wu Ling, and thus forcefully graft into the body. Wu Jing's blood, what you hide is quite deep."

Buzz!

Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Wu Jingxue suddenly stopped, his pupils frowned, as if he had heard something incredible, and the shock on his face was beyond words.

"Chu Xingyun, what did you mean just now?" Hua Yunhe saw Wu Jing's strange appearance, his face slightly condensed, and he immediately asked.

Except for him, everyone's eyes fell on Chu Xingyun, and they vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Everyone knows that the martial spirit is born from heaven and earth and exists in the deepest part of the soul. No matter how powerful the warrior is, once the soul dissipates, the martial spirit will return to heaven and earth and disappear without a trace."

Chu Xingyun's speech suddenly changed and said coldly: "However, in this world, there are a group of madmen who go against the will of heaven. When they are about to die, they want to preserve the martial spirit and pass it on to their descendants, so as to cultivate countless geniuses. This technique is called grafting, and the martial spirit of the dead is grafted into the body of others and continues to be passed down."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was stunned and completely stunned.

As Chu Xingyun said, after the warrior dies, the martial spirit will dissipate between heaven and earth and can no longer be found. This is common sense, even a three-year-old child knows it.

But at this moment, Chu Xingyun said that there is a method of grafting in the world that can preserve the dead's martial spirit and continue to pass it on to future generations!

"According to your words, if a fool accidentally grafts a powerful martial spirit, wouldn't he jump up and become a monster?" Hua Yunhe's heart beat wildly, and his words were trembling.

Martial spirit is the foundation of cultivation. The higher the grade, the higher the future achievements of the warrior.

If this kind of grafting method really exists, the warrior can change the martial spirit and change his own talent. This can be said to be shocking and breaking the balance between heaven and earth.

While talking, Hua Yunhe found that Wu Jing's bloody face became increasingly ugly, and it was so cold that water was about to drip into it.

Chu Xingyun nodded and continued: "Normal, this is true. Once a strong martial spirit is grafted, the person's talent and strength will change drastically. It is no problem for a fool to transform into a genius."

"only……"

Chu Xingyun stopped his voice, his face became even colder, and he said, "This method is to go against the will of heaven. Even if the martial spirit is grafted into the body, the martial spirits will die on the spot because of the conflict between the martial spirits. Only the endless evil spirits can suppress it and save the martial artist's life."

Evil energy?!

Hearing these two words, everyone looked at the shadow of the dragon in the void. This dragon was Wu Jing's bloody Wu Ling, carrying purple and black light, and her whole body was filled with ferocious evil aura.

"Those who kill one person have murderous aura in their body. Those who kill hundreds of people have evil aura in their body. The thicker the evil aura, the more blood stained on their hands. In other words, if a person who grafts the martial spirit wants to save his life, he must kill wildly and accumulate evil aura continuously."

Speaking of this, Chu Xingyun's eyes were frozen, looking directly at Wu Jing's blood ahead, and said in a deep voice: "This method of grafting not only destroys the balance of heaven and earth, but also causes endless killings. It was completely abolished as early as in ancient times, and over time, it was completely lost."

"I never expected that there were people who secretly practiced and passed on the martial spirit. From what I saw, your martial spirit has reached the seventh level. No wonder you fought south and north, destroyed kingdoms, and slaughtered so many creatures. The purpose is to accumulate evil spirits and suppress the martial spirits in your body."

"What is thinking about the people and what is benefiting the people is all a deception!"

"In your eyes, the Liuyun Dynasty is just a weapon of war. Once obtained, it will definitely declare war on other dynasties and start a bloody war!"
Chapter completed!