"I want you to release him...from Jingtian Pavilion!"
Lin Tiantung's words directly made Liangzi's eyes wide open and her heart was horrified.
Release Xiao Nuo?
Why?
The other party finally ended up like this. Isn't it exactly what he wanted to see?
Why release it?
Liangzi was puzzled, but faced with Lin Tiantung's strong aura, she did not dare to speak.
"Don't be nervous..." Lin Tiantung stepped forward and patted Liangzi on the shoulder. He stared at her seriously, "Tell me, do you want him to die?"
Liangzi nodded with stern eyes and squeezed out the word "think!" between her teeth.
"But...the senior officials of Piaomiao Sect don't want him to die!" .??.??
Liangzi clenched her teeth and looked tense.
Lin Tiantung said, "Since the founding of the Piaomiao Sect, few people who practice "Blood Cultivation One Sword Slash" have a good ending. Basically, more than 99% of them have brought great consequences to the sect.
A huge threat, so the sect will choose to 'liberate' them if they have no choice but... Xiao Nuo is different. Everyone protects him. In order to suppress the 'crazy murderous thoughts' in his body, the sect is willing to
Do you think it’s fair to invest huge resources?”
Liangzi's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and her face was full of anger.
Lin Tiantung smiled, "Are you angry? You're right to be angry. I'm angry too... Juebianjian Ziliang Xingchen is the successor I trained vigorously. Originally, he could take over my position. He could become the Juexian Palace.
My Lord, but unfortunately, that man named Xiao didn’t care about any sect ties. He killed Liang Xingchen, my most valued disciple, and your biological brother..."
This sentence was like a thunderclap, knocking her away from her ability to think.
But the anger in her heart kept surging like a burning flame.
Hate!
Endless hatred!
Uncontrollable hatred!
Liangzi couldn't help but hate Xiao Nuo, and even more so everyone in the Piaomiao Sect.
"Kill, kill, kill, I want to kill him, I want to avenge my brother..."
Liangzi seemed to have been brainwashed, leaving only hatred and anger.
Lin Tiantung said, "If you want revenge, you
I want Xiao Nuo to die..."
"I want revenge, I want him to die!" Liangzi's voice was trembling.
"However, if he stays in the 'Jingtian Pavilion', he will not die. The people of the Piaomiao Sect will keep delaying and will keep trying to save him, so... you must let him out... as long as you
If he is released, he will be out of control. In this case, he will be dead and his reputation will be ruined..."
Liangzi’s heart is moved!
Even a little impatient.
She eagerly wanted to see the scene where Xiao Nuo lost control and was killed by the people of the Piaomiao Sect.
Didn’t the higher-ups of the sect want him to live?
I can't let them get what they want!
Why should Xiao Nuo be protected by everyone?
Why should his brother Liang Xingchen die on the stage of life and death?
unfair!
So unfair!
Stimulated by Lin Tiantung's words, Liangzi's hatred doubled, and her heart was almost twisted.
She wants Xiao Nuo to die, she wants Xiao Nuo to be ruined, and she wants Xiao Nuo to never be able to turn over...
"What should I do?" Liangzi looked firmly at Lin Tiantung and Zhao Wuji in front of him.
The two looked at each other, and a cold smile appeared on their faces.
At this moment, the two masters of the Immortal Palace seemed to be half hidden in the darkness and half exposed in the light.
The half hidden in the darkness looks like a ferocious werewolf.
…
night!
Silence everywhere!
Outside a lush forest road, more than a dozen sect masters were scattered here.
Their eyes are as sharp as eagles and they are always vigilant.
Suddenly, an invisible air current stirred up the sand and dust on the ground, and in the darkness, a majestic figure slowly stepped out.
"Who?" the leader of the guard shouted coldly.
Others also looked alert.
When they saw someone coming, the guards lowered their guard.
"It turns out to be Palace Master Zhao from the Juexian Palace. Is there anything wrong with coming to the Yiqi Pond so late?"
The leading guard stepped forward and asked.
Zhao Wuji smiled slightly and said, "I was passing by here and came to find out what the 'Sky Burial Sword' is like!"
The other party shook his head, "The 'Blood Forbidden Curse' in the Sky Burial Sword is too strong. I don't know when the evil power inside will be completely dispelled."
"Really? That's such a pity for such a famous sword!" After saying that, Zhao Wuji was about to walk inside.
But then, the guard stopped the other party.
"Palace Master Zhao, you can't go in!"
"Oh? Why? I just want to take a look at the Sky Burial Sword."
"I'm sorry, Palace Master Zhao, the sect master has an order. Without his permission, no one is allowed to enter the Yiqi Pool..."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, Palace Master Zhao, because the problem with the Sky Burial Sword is too big, please forgive me!" The other party said very politely.
"Okay!" Zhao Wuji smiled gently, "In that case, I won't bother you!"
After saying that, the other party turned around and prepared to leave.
All the guards also lowered their guard.
"By the way, there is one more thing..." But at this moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly remembered something.
"whats the matter?"
"That is……"
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly became fierce. He turned around, and a cold light blade passed through his fingertips.
"hiss!"
Flesh was cut through and blood was flying. The guard named the leader suddenly opened his eyes wide and his face turned pale. "You, you..."
Before he finished speaking, the other person fell down weakly, and warm blood flowed from his throat.
The other guards were shocked when they saw this.
"Palace Master Zhao, what are you doing?"
"Hey..." A cold smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face
"If you don't let me in, then this is the only way!"
After saying that, Zhao Wuji had a thought in his mind, and a Panlong Silver Sword that shone with powerful light suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand.
He dragged the knife forward and saw a flash of silver light, and immediately killed three more people.
Seeing this, everyone stepped forward to fight.
However, Zhao Wuji was at the peak of the third level of King Realm. As soon as he took action, he directly crushed the group of people in front of him.
The sword force whirled, vertically and horizontally, and one figure after another was killed by Zhao Wuji's sword.
"Quickly, inform the sect leader..." one person said quickly.
"Um!"
Another person quickly took out a signal arrow and was about to launch it.
But how could Zhao Wuji let the other party get what he wanted? He smiled scornfully, "Do you think you have a chance?"
"Silver Dragon Slash!"
"Roar!" A low dragon roar was released from Zhao Wuji's body. With one strike of his sword, a sword wrapped around a silver dragon rushed towards the person who released the signal arrow. Before the other party's signal was sent, he was struck by the sword on the spot.
Split in half...
The remaining people were shocked and angry.
"Zhao Wuji, how dare you kill your fellow disciples!"
"Hey..." Zhao Wuji said with a proud smile, "The person who killed you is not me, but... Xiao Nuo!"
What?
Xiao Nuo?
"That's right, it's Xiao Nuo... He didn't hesitate to kill his fellow disciples indiscriminately in order to seize the Sky Burial Sword. You all died at his hands, hahahaha..."
Zhao Wuji smiled and raised the Coiled Dragon Silver Sword in his hand.
The remaining people were horrified, their pale faces reflecting the deadly light of the sword.
The massacre came suddenly and ended quickly.
The tip of Zhao Wuji's knife was stained with blood, and he slaughtered all the people guarding the Yiqi Pool in an instant.
Then, he immediately entered the forest road ahead, and after a while, he arrived at a Qi Pond...
Looking at the Sky Burial Sword placed in the pool and sealed with white cloth, Zhao Wuji's face was filled with a sinister and proud smile.