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So during this decisive battle, something important must have happened.
In the past two days, he had been busy with matters related to Hua Wusheng and had no idea about the situation in the outside world.
"Now that you are ready, let's get started." Qin Fan took a deep breath, then pointed at Hua Wusheng's eyebrows, "Use my spiritual power as a guide, you must follow closely."
After saying this, Qin Fan closed his eyes, as did Wang Jingyu and Feng Mo. One of their palms rested on Qin Fan's shoulders, and for a while, the atmosphere in the already dark water prison gradually became...
Become solemn.
...
My name is Hua Wusheng, I am going through an endless reincarnation, and every time I need to block the memory and immerse myself in it, because I need to remember that hatred.
I'm afraid that my hatred will fade away as time goes by, because I know that when my hatred is gone, my consciousness will gradually disappear.
Even though for me, that battle just made me experience failure over and over again, making me repeatedly experience the despair filled with sorrow, but I still have to continue.
This is the only way I can think of to survive.
I am very sure that I am still alive, even if I live as a puppet controlled by humans, I will not give up this hope.
It’s just that I can’t hold on anymore. There seems to be another me hidden in the depths of the spiritual sea. He keeps asking me to let go, letting me burst out all the sword energy in my body at once to destroy everything around me.
It is better to die happily than to struggle for life like an ant!
But I'm not willing to give in. I'm pretty sure that my last fight will end with the great master of the Underworld Cult named Bu Qibai, but from the beginning to the end, it's not him who I want to die without a complete body!
Or it’s not just him!
Hatred rises again, I want to leave this feeling behind!
So is another reincarnation about to begin...
...
On the endless desert, five figures separated from each other in five directions and tightly surrounded Hua Wusheng. Hua Wusheng, who was like a lone wolf, showed a trace of sadness and stubbornness on his face.
"You are too redundant." This was not the first thing the master of the Underworld Cult said. Judging from the sand on the clothes of the six people and the layer of sand on their shoes, they had been talking for some time.
"Actually, you have a second choice. If you cooperate with us well, there may be no chance of revenge in the future." It was Bu Qibai who spoke, and a trace of sincerity could be felt in the tone of this evil master.
Hua Wusheng just replied coldly:
"Two hundred and seventy-three."
"?"
"The number of Tianjian Sect members you have killed."
"Do you care about this? They are just ants that can be wiped off easily. Besides, you are already a traitor to the Tianjian Sect."
"You have their blood on your hands."
Hua Wusheng took a deep breath, and there was only one word left in his eyes - war!
"It seems that we can't reach an agreement, and we have wasted so much time." A master of the Underworld Cult sighed.
Immediately, the five great masters of the Underworld Cult simultaneously erupted with a horrifying momentum. It was like ghosts descending on the dry desert. The majestic death energy filled the surroundings. In the sand and dust, five corpse coffins slowly rose up.
rise!
"This is the Tianjue Sword Qi you want to see."
Hua Wusheng, who was suppressed by the death energy, suddenly burst out with an extremely strong force, and whispered in his mouth: "Destroy the sky! Destroy your life!"
The awe-inspiring sword intent began to spread, and an inexplicable storm enveloped Hua Wusheng. Only when he looked carefully did he realize that this wind was the wind of sword intent, and the storm was a sword tornado condensed by thousands of sword intent!
Hua Wusheng's long hair draped on his shoulders began to move with the wind and dance with the sword!
The sword tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally wrapped Hua Wusheng tightly!
Hua Wusheng's eyes flashed with a green light. This light directly cut through the tornado and completely melted it!
In an instant, the ghosts filled with death energy were broken, and dust and sand swept through the world like a tide. Everything seemed to be calming down, but Hua Wusheng's momentum became stronger and stronger!
The next moment, he seemed to have broken some kind of boundary, and what was left in the world was a sword mark that penetrated the sky!
boom--!
The Grand Master who was the slowest to react was directly obliterated by the sword energy, and the other two Grand Masters offset 70% of the damage with the corpse puppets they raised, but even so, they were seriously injured and did not even have the strength to stand up!
Only the two strongest ones maintained a certain fighting power, but the corpse puppets they had refined for many years were wiped out by the sword energy that seemed to destroy the world!
"You! You actually..." The greed and desire deep in the eyes of a great master of the Underworld Cult were not concealed at all.
A great master standing next to him also said excitedly at this moment:
"What is truly precious is the "Heavenly Sword Qi"! That is definitely not a move you can create!"
They no longer cared about the destruction of the corpse puppet, because Hua Wusheng alone could offset the loss, including the other two seriously injured grand masters who stared at Hua Wusheng as if hungry wolves had seen meat.
"Cough——" Hua Wusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and countless cracks appeared on his body. Then he fell to the ground like a broken doll. His eyes were full of unwillingness, "I only killed one person..."
Only one person was killed..."
"So, you want to kill them all, right?"
"Yes! But just killing them is not enough..." Hua Wusheng's body trembled. He tried to raise his head, facing the scorching sun, he saw an unfamiliar face.
Young, handsome, and confident, when he saw this young man in white showing a sincere smile, the sunshine covering his body seemed to become much warmer at this moment.
"Let me help you." The young man stretched out his right hand, very close to him. Hua Wusheng still had the strength to raise his hand, but he hesitated for some reason.
"I will help you." The young man said again. His figure covered the dazzling sun, and a shadow blocked the top, which made the restless Hua Wusheng feel inexplicably relaxed.
"Why?" Hua Wusheng licked his chapped lips, and then his pupils shrank because he saw behind the young man, the two great masters of the Underworld Corpse Sect who still had their fighting power were rushing toward him!
"careful!"
The young man ignored this and did not move his outstretched right hand. He always looked at Hua Wusheng with gentle eyes, as if he was just here to wait for an answer from the other party.
"Quickly..." Hua Wusheng said anxiously, but his words stopped abruptly because in the next second a strange storm swept towards a great master of the Underworld Corpse Sect!
At the same time, a poetic trumpet sounded from heaven to earth!
[The stream of light is like fireflies, dark whispers are flying, and the mist is solitary in the night sky! The sky is shaking, the earth is covering the sky, the sword buries ten thousand bones, and the wind never ends! 】
Another huge sword light seemed to reflect the entire desert into a sea of blood and bones, and it struck straight at another great master of the Underworld Cult!
Another poetic trumpet sounded between heaven and earth!
[The sword blooms and the peach blossoms remain undefeated, the stars fall and Zhu Yuyu fades away, I look tiredly at the bloody sea road, and Yama looks at the thousands of bones!]
"Believe me, I will definitely help you."
Hua Wusheng stupidly moved his eyes to the young man again. Inexplicably, he stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with the other's right hand.
Then he felt a force pulling him up directly.
"First, let's start with them."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's figure had disappeared. He moved at an extremely fast speed, and in a few breaths he had reached a great master who was unable to move due to serious injuries!
boom--!
With a merciless palm without any pause, the Grand Master was directly shot into a ball of exploding blood mist.