At this moment, Tian Chengzi was like a demon, roaring and laughing ferociously, just like a demon rushing out of the underworld, with only killing intent in his eyes and no humanity at all.
Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi were forced back continuously by him. It didn't take long for their bodies to be covered in blood. The wounds were bleeding and the color of the blood turned black.
The situation has reached the most critical moment. Seeing that the two of them were about to be killed by Tian Chengzi, Tian Chengzi was extremely proud and laughed wildly. He suddenly kicked Wan Jianyi away, then stretched out his hand to hold it, and the arm suddenly stretched out.
More than twice as long as he was, he grabbed Daoxuan by the neck, who was caught off guard, and dragged him over.
Wan Jian was alone in the air, and he saw Senior Brother Daoxuan's face deformed in pain, and blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but feel his eyes splitting, and with a tiger roar, he slashed the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand hard to the ground, and rebounded with the force.
But at the same time, his body was shaken violently, and several ribs were directly broken by the horrific impact.
However, even though he moved extremely fast, he still couldn't catch up with Tian Chengzi's ghostly movements. Seeing the black energy spreading on Daoxuan's face, it seemed that he was about to die under the hands of Tian Chengzi. At this critical moment, he saw
Daoxuan suddenly twisted his body, reached behind him with difficulty, and then suddenly pulled out an ordinary-looking and clumsy stone sword from under his Taoist robe, and stabbed Tian Chengzi within a short distance.
Tian Chengzi didn't take it seriously at first, but still smiled ferociously and wanted to twist off Daoxuan's head. However, a moment later, his face suddenly changed drastically, he roared angrily, and immediately let go, wanting to stay away from Daoxuan.
Wan Jianyi's face paled even more in mid-air, because that ordinary ancient sword turned out to be the Qingyun Sect's most precious treasure, the Immortal Killing Sword.
This ancient sword only appeared once during the battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain, but was put away later. It was quickly returned to Huanyue Cave after being put away by Master Tianchengzi. Unexpectedly, it would suddenly appear today.
Being here, the meaning behind it makes people shudder.
Tian Chengzi seemed to be very afraid of this ancient sword of killing immortals. He immediately backed away when he roared, but after Daoxuan's throat relaxed, he did not retreat and take a breath.
There was no brilliance, it was just like an ordinary stone sword sweeping over him. Before Chengzi got out of the way that day, the stone sword swept past his waist.
It was silent and there seemed to be no sound at all, but Tian Chengzi suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and let out a terrible and shrill roar, and suddenly stretched out his hand and fell over.
Daoxuan was originally seriously injured. At this time, he didn't even take back the Zhuxian Sword, and was directly knocked out. At the same time, the Zhuxian Sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
Tian Chengzi glared at Daoxuan fiercely with two strange eyes, walked towards him with a ferocious smile, and screamed: "Traitor! How dare you say that you are not disobedient and want to kill me? Huanyue Cave Mansion has only palms since ancient times.
No one can enter the door. You broke into the forbidden area and stole the divine sword. You didn't want to kill me and seize the position of the leader, but what was your purpose?"
Tao
If it is exposed, my thousand-year reputation of Qingyun Sect will be destroyed in one day. My disciple just wants to die with you."
Tian Chengzi roared angrily and said with a ferocious smile: "Dream! After I kill you two traitors first, and then go to the front mountain to kill them all, after my Xuanyin Ghost Qi has succeeded in absorbing and gathering the ghost souls, I will let you hypocrites...
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Before he finished speaking, Daoxuan suddenly twisted, bounced up from the ground, and rushed straight towards his body. He looked like he desperately wanted to die with him.
Tian Chengzi struck down with a palm, but before his flesh palm could reach him, a huge ghost claw had already formed in the void and penetrated directly into Daoxuan's back!
Daoxuan's whole body was shaken, but he gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a low roar. He rushed forward without retreating, rushed into Tian Chengzi's arms, hugged Tian Chengzi's waist suddenly, and then shouted,
Roared: "Junior brother!"
Wan Jianyi fell to the ground at this moment, and suddenly heard this extremely sad cry, and his whole body trembled.
Tian Chengzi roared angrily and hit Daoxuan on the back hard, but Daoxuan seemed to be going crazy, locking his master's body hard to prevent him from using his ghostly movements, and then shouted again in a hoarse voice: "Junior brother...
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Wan Jianyi took a step forward, but looking at Tian Chengzi's familiar figure from behind, his whole body suddenly trembled, and with a bang, the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Tian Chengzi struggled and struck several times, but still couldn't get rid of Daoxuan. He was so angry that he let out a loud "roar", like the roar of a monster. He suddenly grabbed Daoxuan's head and neck with both hands and tried to kill him.
He tore his head and body apart forcefully.
The strong wind became stronger and the darkness was like waves. Daoxuan's eyes widened, and he tightly grasped the master's back with his fingers. He seemed unwilling to let go even if he died. At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound, and the child was born from the sky.
Came from the body.
A sword tip came out from Tian Chengzi's chest. It was an ancient stone sword that had passed through his chest. Behind him, Wan Jianyi held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and his only remaining hand kept moving.
Trembling, and then slowly loosened his fingers.
The ancient sword blade was inserted into Tian Chengzi's chest, and then light began to slowly emanate from the sword. Countless darkness screamed together in this body, and then was squeezed out ruthlessly.
The light grew stronger and stronger, and the darkness gradually retreated, panicking, shouting, and finally dissipated under the overwhelming light...
Tian Chengzi stood in the center of the light, like a piece of wood, slowly looked at the tip of the sword on his chest, and then slowly closed his eyes.
After a moment, all the light suddenly converged and retracted into the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. The ancient sword returned to its ordinary and clumsy appearance. And Tian Chengzi's body shook twice and tilted to the side.
With a thud, he fell to the ground.
There was silence in the main hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall. The few remaining candles were still burning quietly, reflecting the black spiritual tablets, as if the ancient ancestors of Qingyun Sect were quietly watching this tragedy happen.
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The eyes of Daoxuan and Wan Jianyi remained on the fallen man from beginning to end.
That person is their master, the mentor who raised them from childhood, taught them teachings and skills, and is the person they regard as their father.
And today, they killed him with their own hands...
Daoxuan's face was as pale as paper, and he was sitting on the ground in a daze. On the other side, Wan Jianyi slowly knelt down, his face muscles twisted, full of pain and regret, and he silently uttered inexplicable words,