"Xiu, kill him." Shen Yanxiao didn't want to talk nonsense with such a scumbag anymore.
"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth! What's wrong with me doing this! What's wrong!" The palace master of Broken Star Palace went crazy. He desperately used all his strength and raised his staff high in an attempt to inflict serious damage to Shen Yanxiao.
But before he could concentrate his energy on the staff, a cold palm covered his Heavenly Spirit Cap.
Xiu's figure had already come behind him and held his head with one hand.
"You shouldn't have survived the battle between gods and demons." The cold voice ended everything. The moment the words fell to the ground, Xiu's fingers suddenly tightened.
The head of the Palace Master of Broken Star Palace exploded between Xiu's fingers.
Without any room for struggle, this scumbag who had lived for thousands of years finally died at the hands of the gods.
No one will remember his name, and no one will be grateful for his contribution in the battle between gods and demons.
He may have contributed to the human race during the war between gods and demons, but what he did afterwards far exceeded his contribution.
Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath and remembered that Xiu once said that human beings are the most complex among the eight major races, and the human heart can never be satisfied.
Under the huge desire, the kindness and justice done will turn into sin.
She doesn't want to be that person.
The death of the master of Broken Star Palace made the members of Surrender and Shen Yanxiao quiet down.
They looked at the scene of their former leader dying, and their hearts were extremely complicated.
It is both relief and fear.
Finally broke free from the shackles and gained freedom.
But it was also shocked by the power of the Gods.
A simple blow caused the death of a Dharma God.
As long as there is a day of cultivation, these people will never dare to mess around under Shen Yanxiao.
Xiu is Shen Yanxiao's biggest trump card and his eternal backing.
"It's over." Qi Xia sighed. In this expedition, they achieved greater gains than expected.
"The Broken Star Palace is just... gone?" Tang Nazhi still seemed a little unable to accept all this.
The Broken Star Palace, which once had all four countries bowing to its heads, was really destroyed?
Right in front of him?
"The Broken Star Palace is still there." Shen Yanxiao suddenly said.
"What?"
"The Broken Star Palace will not disappear. It is a symbol of the human spirit, but from today on, it will become a real palace of heroes." Shen Yanxiao turned to look at Tang Nazhi with a smile on his lips.
She took over Broken Star Palace, not to destroy it.
Reshuffle the cards, remove the dirty ones, and retain the true beliefs of mankind.
Xiu walked toward Shen Yanxiao in mid-air with golden light. There was no trace of blood on his palms, and they were clean as if he had not crushed the Palace Master's head.
"This is good, at least there is no smell of blood." Shen Yanxiao walked up to Xiu, took his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and rubbed it gently.
There was a hint of tenderness in Xiu's eyes. He stretched out his other hand, held Shen Yanxiao in his arms, leaned down and put his head on Shen Yanxiao's neck.
"I need to take a rest."
In order to achieve a shocking effect, every time Xiu made a move, it was a sure kill. This seemingly simple move contained huge power. Two times in a row, a lot of his accumulated power had been consumed.
But no one other than Shen Yanxiao knew about all this.
"Leave the rest to me, thank you for your hard work." Shen Yanxiao turned his face slightly and pressed a kiss on Xiu's cheek.