On the top floor of the Sky Tower, brilliance floats in the huge space.
"How many times will it take you to accept the fact that you can't kill me..." The old voice came in a low voice. It was clearly too weak to be heard, but it lingered like a wisp of green smoke that could not be dispersed.
Yong Xi's face was frighteningly white. He was leaning against the wall, seemingly at the end of his strength. But there was a very faint smile on his lips. Whenever Mo Jiuling made a move, his whole body
Then he can suddenly dodge away like a ghost, unusually fast like an ordinary person.
"No one can't be killed, especially you." Mo Jiuling's cold eyes fixedly looked at the man who was gradually resurrected from old age, "Yong Xi, you must have been waiting for this day."
Once again, sword energy powerful enough to eclipse the sun came through the air.
Yong Xi's ethereal figure dodged past the wall again, and the sword light fell on the inner wall of the Cangqiong Tower, which actually caused the black stone that had been as solid as new for thousands of years to vibrate. The power was terrifying.
The black stone of the Kunlun Sacred Peak was once said to be able to withstand all forces in the world, making the Sky Tower the strongest defense among the forces in the world.
"That's right." Yong Xi appeared again and continued speaking slowly, "I have indeed been waiting for you. I know that as long as you live in this world for one day, you will never give up and come to kill me. Sometimes I feel like this
The idea is unbelievable, because you are my son and you are in the Red Lotus Water Prison that will never see the light of day."
Mo Jiuling's eyes were extremely sharp, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Really, I kind of forgot that the Lord of Yongxi City has such an identity as a father."
"Perhaps you don't understand that as a father, I felt proud when I first saw your extraordinary growth." Yong Xi said sadly, "If you can grow up as I planned, maybe you and I will still be father and son.
, are all the masters of the world. It’s just a pity that you chose to take another unstable road, becoming Cang Yao’s greatest instability.”
"Am I to be Cang Yao's insecurity, or am I the city lord to be insecure in your heart?" The cold voice carried an empty echo.
Yong Xi sighed lightly, "I heard that you have a son. Maybe one day you will understand."
"At least I will not regard my own son as an enemy or a threat. Only you, Yong Xi, can do such inhumane things." He said coldly, "My threats to you are just to provoke you.
Panic. You have been chasing strength and power all your life, fearing that someone would take it away from you, even your own son, but you don’t know that not everyone is as crazy about power as you are. I once spared your life because you are my father, and because
The things you are passionate about in your life are not rare to me at all."
"That's just a moment of weakness on your part!" Yong Xi, who had been calm and composed, suddenly raised his voice a little higher, "If you were given that chance again, I don't think you would care about the relationship between father and son."
"You still don't understand why I want to kill you." Mo Jiuling's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyelashes cast sparse shadows in the illusionary light. He walked in step by step, "There is no need to sacrifice Fang Fei's life for the grudge between you and me! She is yours
Your daughter poses no threat to your status and power, so you should not kill her!"
Yong Xi was slightly startled, and said in a very soft voice, "Fang Fei..."
"What you did to Fang Fei truly convinced me that you have no humanity at all." His voice was as cold as ice.
"For a brother who abandoned me, I think Fang Fei may be more satisfied with my approach. Isn't it a kind of torture for a person to live in endless waiting and the abandonment of his loved ones?" Yong Xiqing smiled bitterly, "I did it for her too.
Good, end her pain. But how can I not feel the pain in my heart? As my children, you are forcing me one by one."
Mo Jiuling's deep pupils were extremely cold. He looked down at the weak and panting Yong Xi, "Why are you still so high-sounding at this time? Why, you know it in your heart. Do you really think I don't understand you? You have been living in Luoxiao.
Under the shadow of the city lord, there is the son of the city lord who is considered useless and mediocre by the world. Even if no one dares to mention these old events for so many years, I think you will never forget them. You want to achieve a glorious glory that no one can match, but you are worried about yourself
The light of your son outweighs your own, because you know that after a hundred years, you will still be just a mediocre person, and maybe when someone mentions you, you will be nothing more than a son of the sky."
Yong Xi's face turned extremely ugly.
"Probably no one would have thought that City Lord, your pursuit of power and power is only due to your inferiority and unwillingness." Mo Jiuling looked at him with contempt from the corner of his eye, "It's a pity that you will never be able to become the Lord of Luoxiao City.
level, because true awe and admiration cannot be obtained by controlling others with force."
Seeing Yong Xi's face getting increasingly ugly, he continued to speak lightly, "I killed you to avenge Fang Fei. Other than that, I just feel pity for you because you have paid countless prices throughout your life and it is impossible to get what you want.
.”
"Have you said enough?" Yong Xi raised his head solemnly, "Are you just here to teach me a lesson today?"
Mo Jiuling's eyes were bright as she looked at her father who was close at hand and had developed strange body skills and returned to middle-aged appearance. Without another word, a sword light penetrated his body.
Yong Xi did not dodge this time. He stared at Mo Jiuling, who was silently taking action, with a distorted face. After a while, he squeezed out a wry smile and said, "This time, you are finally willing to take action."
The sword light penetrated Yong Xi's body, as if it immediately turned into countless sharp weapons, and thousands of arrows pierced his heart!
Yong Xi's face quickly became decadent, and his body fell down as if there were no bones. However, the moment he fell, he suddenly raised his head and smiled, and his body was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ajiu, I told you that you can't kill me." Yong Xi still had the same age-worn voice, and every word he whispered was as if he was talking in a dream, "And before you kill someone, you talk too much."
Mo Jiuling's hand was connected to Yong Xi's heart by a strange force. From the moment it was connected, the whole person no longer had the ability to attack.
"You do have a chance to kill me, but unfortunately it's impossible now because the time I've been waiting for has finally come. How did your father teach you? It seems that in the years since you left Holy Land City, not only have you not made any progress, but you have become even more emotional.
Is it because you saw Fang Fei's things when you entered the Sky Tower? Are you imagining how she struggled back then?"
Mo Jiuling's cold black eyes stared at him, but she couldn't speak.
"In the face of a more powerful enemy, emotions cannot go out of control." Yong Xi said slowly, looking at him regretfully, "I thought you would become my most powerful right-hand man, but you did it wrong.
Choose to go against the grain. Oppose the expulsion of the ghost clan, and even have close contacts with those who are related to the old sect. Naturally, your father will not feel at ease if you do this. But you are my son, and I will naturally give you a chance to change.
Chances are, you and Fang Fei will still be my good children from now on."
At this time, when Mo Fangfei was mentioned again, Yong Xi's tone changed a lot, and he sighed softly, "I don't want to kill you, I will give you a choice that Fangfei has faced before. She is very smart, so I hope you will be the same."
Mo Jiuling, who couldn't move, just looked at him coldly and muttered to himself, while Yong Xi's seemingly calm tone and expression revealed some kind of madness in his eyes. It was the joy and excitement of finally realizing his long-cherished wish.
"How does it feel to have the ancient bloodline of the Shura Martial God for a short time? Unfortunately, it will all belong to me soon. You will not die, but you will become an ordinary person and lose everything that should not belong to you."
Suddenly, a sharp sound pierced the silence at the top of the Sky Tower.
A crack was forced into the flowing phantom light, and with that crack, the space technique finally took effect immediately, and a crimson figure appeared instantly.
This damn old guy set up a barrier on the top floor to make it impossible for space magic to pass. It took a lot of effort for her to open the crack and get in.
"Who?" Yong Xi's voice deepened, and even though he was unable to exert any force, his coercion was naturally revealed.
Mo Jiuling's expression changed even more, but it wasn't because someone came to rescue him that he was relieved, but because he had a bad look on his face.
Unable to speak, he turned his back to Mu Lingbo, and the next moment he felt the impact of spiritual power cutting off the connection between him and Yong Xi.
"Sure enough, the defense here is the loosest, and this illusory formation is actually extremely fragile. That's why we used the power of the Red Lotus Water Prison to set up a barrier in the Sky Tower to prevent others from entering." Mu Lingbo looked at Mo Jiuling as his host.
The body's calm breath, the sharp and condensed eyes were like cold arrows, "It's a pity that you can't complete the art of star movement."'
After the initial surprise, Yong Xi slowly stood up and said, "I can't finish it, but it's not far off. Miss, you're still late. He has very little strength left. Are you that Miss Mu? Can you tell me?
,where does your strength come from?”
"Guess what?" Mu Lingbo curled his lips, "I won't listen to your nonsense to recover."
Just like the method she used against Shenzong just now, she used her spiritual power to condense the sword energy, allowing more powerful power to converge on the same sword radiance. She couldn't help but take action. The sharp and dazzling sword radiance even pierced the floating phantom light, and struck down with one blow.
On Yong Xi's body.
The words also arrived at the same time, "I can't answer the City Lord's question. I can only tell you that this power was not stolen from others."
He was suddenly shocked, his eyes showing disbelief.
"Power...why is my power recovering so slowly..." Yong Xi's chest was bleeding profusely, and he slowly sat down against the wall, staring ahead with wide eyes, "What on earth are you...are you...isn't this?
Maybe! You are the one who killed Jun Tian..."
Mo Jiuling breathed out gently, her expression returned to normal, and she finally stood up.
While the black hair was flying, there was no sign of any loss of strength. "Ling Bo, coming early is not as good as coming by chance. You came a little early."
Yong Xi's face turned to stone, "You..."
He turned his head and squinted at Yong Xi with evil eyes, "Do you really think you can take away my destined bloodline and then surpass the Lord of Luoxiao City? To answer my question, I have never owned the ancient bloodline of Shura Martial God.
How does it taste?"
(Three thousand words. From now on, the chapter planning will be based on the plot, and it will not be broken into chapters of 1,000 words.)
