"You caused me to lose a year's worth of resources, so I will cut your soul into 365 parts. Is this fair?"
Yan Chongwu licked his lips, looked straight at Ye Xiu, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Don't worry, even if the souls are chopped into pieces, they won't die immediately. I will save them."
Cultivate it well, one portion a day, until it is enough to feed my soul-cutting sword."
"Soul-cutting sword, kill..."
Buzz!
The long sword shook lightly!
Yan Chongwu roared, and his childish face became ferocious. The soul-cutting sword in his hand buzzed a few times, and then it instantly erupted with more than a dozen sharp sword intents, aiming at Ye Xiu.
swept past.
Destroy and destroy.
The momentum is amazing.
These sword intentions are also shrouded in a lot of resentment and violence. Even from a distance of dozens of meters, people feel a biting coldness and heart palpitations.
"Hmph, using a living soul to nourish a sword?
You are young, but your heart is vicious. Keeping you will only bring disaster, so let’s start with you.”
Ye Xiu raised his eyelids, ignoring the sword intent, and reached out to grab Yan Chongwu.
"Dare to ignore my sword intent, look for..." Yan Chongwu sneered a few times. Before he could say the word 'death', the smile on his face suddenly froze. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Ye Xiu with dull eyes.
His mind was even more blank, and there was even a little 'buzz', 'buzz', 'buzz' sound, and he saw that the soul-cutting sword intention, which had always been invincible, and even the strong Lian Dan dared not resist, swept across.
Not to mention severely injuring his soul, they all collapsed without even leaving any wounds on his body.
"How can it be?
My soul-cutting sword..." Yan Chongwu seemed to have been severely hit. He stood there blankly, looking at Ye Xiu with distracted eyes. He was in a daze, and he even forgot to resist.
Somewhat devastated.
The sword intention that I am most proud of could not hurt the opponent at all?
This kind of thing is undoubtedly a fatal blow to him who has always claimed to be a genius...
The more talented you are.
The more likely they are to suffer blows, a small setback will make them sink and unable to extricate themselves.
This happens all the time!
"Chongwu, get out of the way..." Yan Bingyun roared angrily, his face changing wildly. Seeing that idiot Yan Chongwu was distracted during the battle, he was also shocked and angry. Without thinking too much, he raised his sword and charged
As he passed by, the monstrous sword intent swept out of him in an instant.
All sword intent is directed towards Ye Xiu...
His speed is not slow.
However, compared with Ye Xiu, the gap is not even a little bit.
"Can you save the person I want to kill?"
Ye Xiu glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Yan Chongwu. Before Yan Bingyun could get closer, he grabbed Yan Chongwu's neck and looked at him with cold eyes.
He slowly opened his mouth and said: "I'll give you a piece of advice for free. Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds and evil deeds will be repaid with bad deeds. It's not that you won't be rewarded. The time has not come yet. If you want to have a next life, remember to be a good person."
What next life?
Shrouded in death!
Yan Chongwu also woke up in an instant, his eyes widened... He looked at Ye Xiu with horror in his eyes. His neck was pinched, making his face turn purple. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't use any strength.
He opened his mouth several times but couldn't make any sound. He could only look at Ye Xiu pleadingly.
"Senior...brother, what should we do now?"
Seeing Yan Bingyun, because he was worried about his junior brother's safety, he stopped dozens of meters away and looked at Ye Xiu in a dilemma. Yan Yunshang was also frightened, and her pretty face was filled with tears.
She looked at him in horror.
"Master Luo, don't you try to persuade him?"
Yan Bingyun gritted his teeth, turned to look at Luo Yuheng who was standing not far away, his face was ashen, and said: "You should know the consequences of killing my master's most beloved disciple, as long as he lets go
Junior brother, I can swear that all my grudges will be wiped out and I won’t trouble you again, how about that?"
Write it off...
No more trouble for us?
Shi Zhan's eyes flickered for a few times, and he felt a little moved. He turned his head and looked at Luo Yuheng expectantly.
"I can't decide whether to kill him or not."
Luo Yuheng raised his eyes and replied lightly. After hearing such a response, Yan Bingyun's face became more and more gloomy. Luo Yuheng did not explain too much, and still looked on with cold eyes. Others did not
I believe that only Qi Wuwei and Zhao Guoxian know that Luo Yuheng did not say anything. Their national master really cannot be Ye Xiu's master.
"So you are determined to become an enemy of our Demon Sword Pavilion?"
Yan Bingyun clenched the sword tightly and gritted his teeth. He looked at Luo Yuheng with a "cluck" sound, wishing he could chop this woman with his sword.
Luo Yuheng sneered a few times and said nothing.
She knew it well.
Yan Bingyun took the initiative to swear, but it was forced by the situation. Based on her understanding of the Demon Sword Pavilion, she could just listen to what these sword cultivators said. Only a fool would believe it. Once Ye Xiu really let Yan Chongwu go, she was very sure.
, this big disciple of Demon Sword Pavilion will immediately turn against him.
"Luo...Guoshi, are you really not going to let me go?"
Shi Zhan couldn't help it anymore, turned to look at Luo Yuheng and asked softly.
"Do you really believe that he will wipe it out and stop causing trouble for us?"
Luo Yuheng asked rhetorically.
"This..." Shi Zhan smiled and said nothing.
to be honest.
He didn't believe it either.
The main reason is that these sword cultivators in the Demon Sword Pavilion really have no character at all. He only had a glimmer of hope before he asked. At this moment, all eyes were focused on Ye Xiu, especially the Demon Sword Pavilion.
All the sword cultivators in the crowd looked at him with mixed feelings.
The Demon Sword Pavilion is actually being threatened?
Even Senior Brother Yan Bingyun has thrown in the towel, which is the first time for them.
"Still not coming out?"
Ye Xiu frowned, but did not let go of Yan Chongwu's hand. Instead, he looked doubtfully into the depths of the Puppet Immortal Sect. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, and cursed secretly, saying: "
Marder, are those dozen sword cultivators hiding inside, or have they gone back to the Demonic Sword Pavilion to spread the news?"
He was also speechless.
Originally, I wanted to get rid of these troubles once and for all, but unexpectedly, I still missed a dozen.
"Senior...brother, he took the younger brother hostage. We...can't continue to have a stalemate with him like this."
Yan Yunshang snorted, looking at Ye Xiu's figure with resentful eyes, gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "The news of the birth of the Immortal Sect has spread. If the stalemate continues like this, it won't be long before the approaching...
Some forces will come over, and there may even be old monsters from the Nascent Soul Realm. If they see that our Demon Sword Pavilion is forced to surrender by an ant from a secular dynasty, I am afraid that the entire Demon Sword Pavilion will fall into their trap.
It has become a laughing stock, and this bunch of things will also arouse the jealousy of many people. If the old monster of Yuanying is targeted, our Demon Sword Pavilion's name alone may not be able to intimidate..."