He seemed to be fine, but the corpse energy was rolling around his body, still fierce and ferocious. Lan Chunqiu roared towards Long Xiaoshan: "You can't kill me, I am immortal and will never die."
"Yeah?"
Long Xiaoshan clasped his hands behind his back and slowly lifted his body into the air, drifting towards Lan Chunqiu.
Lan Chunqiu trembled. Seeing Long Xiaoshan getting closer and closer, he actually wanted to step back, but soon he was on top of Tiemu Ya's formation.
There was no way out.
Lan Chunqiu roared wildly, his corpse energy rising to the sky, and wanting to turn into a demon, he used a black-red magic stick and slashed down at Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan still refused to dodge, raising his hand, the sword energy roared in the air.
The golden golden sword energy ran through the sky and the earth, colliding with the magic stick, and the harsh collision sound was heard continuously, shaking the world.
Lan Chunqiu's magic stick swept across the world with majestic momentum, but Long Xiaoshan wanted to transform into a true god of swordsmanship, and endless sword light burst out brightly with his body as the center.
The golden thread cuts through the heaven and the earth, and in the end, the thread is no longer visible, but a golden sword curtain.
Under the sword curtain, the shadows of those sticks continued to shatter, and the sword energy slashed crazily on the magic stick. This magic weapon made of countless top-grade materials, the weapon spirit made bursts of groaning sounds.
There are more and more sword marks on it, and they are getting deeper and deeper...
Bang!
In the end, the magic stick could no longer hold up and completely shattered.
The sword energy roared and slashed through Lan Chunqiu's body, leaving sword marks that were deep enough to see the bones on his corpse king demon body.
Lan Chunqiu roared in pain, his corpse energy boiling.
Even though he is immortal and his physical body can be restored, being cut by the sword energy is like suffering the punishment of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Lan Chunqiu struggled wildly, trying to break through the cutting of the sword energy, but Long Xiaoshan's sword had already enveloped the world. No matter how hard Lan Chunqiu struggled, he could only hold on under the sword energy.
The sword energy was too much and too fast. No matter how strong Lan Chunqiu's self-healing ability was, he could not keep up with the speed of destruction.
Pfft, pfft.
Lan Chunqiu's arms were unable to hold up at first and were chopped into several pieces. His body was also constantly splitting, with flesh and blood separated from the body.
Everyone looked at this scene and was speechless again.
It's not that Lan Lao Mo is not strong, it's that the person he faces is too terrifying to be tortured like this. No matter how strong the corpse king is, he may not be able to withstand such bloody torture.
In the sword energy, Lan Chunqiu roared repeatedly: "Who are you? I have never seen you at all. What grudges do I have against you? You want to destroy my Seven Poison Sect."
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "There is no grudge, I just feel unhappy with your Qi Du Sect."
"What!" Lan Lao Mo wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
He has no grudges, he just feels unhappy with the Seven Poison Sect, so he wants to destroy the Seven Poison Sect.
There are still people like this in this world.
Even though he has a reputation as a devil, it seems that he is not as "cruel" as Long Xiaoshan.
But at this moment, he couldn't think of it.
Those countless mortals who were used by the Seven Poison Sect to practice magic skills and died, do they have any grudges against the Seven Poison Sect again?
Because in his eyes, mortals do not exist at all. They are inferior beings like ants. How can they be compared with the Seven Poison Sect?
The sword energy is still cutting wildly.
After a while, most of Lan Chunqiu's body had been cut off. Lan Chunqiu was finally afraid. The corpse king's body was said to be immortal, but there was no real immortality in this world. Otherwise, he wouldn't just be a mere crow.
Lan Guo acted cruelly.
Lan Chunqiu's roar turned into a cry for mercy: "Your Excellency, please spare your life. I surrender. Don't kill me. I am willing to be your slave and do whatever you want."
However, Long Xiaoshan's sword energy was still terrifying, and he had no intention of stopping.
Lan Chunqiu's body was cut into less and less parts, and almost only the bones were left. Lan Chunqiu suddenly yelled: "Stop, I have a big secret one day, related to Tianjun's secret treasure. If you don't kill me, I can tell you."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes moved, Tianjun's secret treasure?
The sword energy paused slightly. Everyone would be moved by the secret treasure of Tianjun, and Long Xiaoshan was no exception. No matter what Lan Chunqiu said was true or false, there was no harm in listening to it.
The whistling sword energy gradually dissipated.
Lan Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time he was in terrible shape. Almost all the flesh and blood on his body had been removed by the sword energy, leaving only the skeleton, which was also covered with sword marks.
Long Xiaoshan looked at him calmly and said, "Tell me, what is Tianjun's secret treasure?"
"Wait, wait, Tianjun's treasure is under our Ironwood Cliff!"
"It's right down here."
Long Xiaoshan looked down, his consciousness piercing the ironwood cliff.
Bang! At this moment, Lan Chunqiu's body suddenly exploded, turning into a stream of black energy and rushing towards Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng who were standing on one side.
Long Xiaoshan immediately raised his head. He had already realized that Lan Chunqiu was just talking nonsense and making false accusations in order to make him relax his vigilance.
Then attack Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng.
Everyone was speechless when they saw this scene. This young man with black hair was very powerful, but it was a pity that he was a little too young to be deceived by Lan Chunqiu so easily. Lan Chunqiu obviously knew that he was no match for Long Xiaoshan, so he attacked his female companion.
, seeking a glimmer of hope.
In an instant, Lan Chunqiu had rushed in front of the two women. He was overjoyed. He had succeeded. Long Xiaoshan did not intercept him. As long as he caught these two women, he would definitely make the other party turn against him.
It's just that Long Xiaoshan's reaction was too slow, and he even stood motionless, and his expression didn't look anxious at all.
As soon as the thought flashed, the black energy turned into two huge corpse claws, grabbing at Lan Ya and Wen Qingcheng.
"court death."
Lanya laughed angrily when she saw the huge claws grabbing the corpse. She had always let Long Xiaoshan stand in front and rarely made any moves, but now she was mistaken for someone who was easy to pinch.
Blue light burst out in his eyes, and a terrifying piano sound instantly penetrated the void.
ah!
The black energy transformed into Lan Chunqiu screamed and rolled, revealing its original shape. Lan Chunqiu hugged his head and twisted and rolled in the air.
Lan Ya raised her hand and flicked it in the air. Invisible sound waves enveloped Lan Chunqiu. The sound of the piano bloomed in Lan Chunqiu's soul and unleashed the most terrifying death storm. It was the piano killing technique inherited from Qin Jun.
Lanya's own cultivation level is already at the peak of Jindan.
What's more, the Qin Killing Technique is invisible and directly attacks the soul. Even though Lan Chunqiu is the body of the Corpse King, so what if he is immortal. His soul is still just an ordinary soul. How can he resist Lan Ya's Qin Killing Technique.
Lan Chunqiu struggled and roared crazily. Under the music of the piano, he was completely confused and showed a state of madness.
The sound of the piano gradually reached a climax, accompanied by a harsh sound.
Bang!
Lan Chunqiu's head exploded, and his headless body rolled down and fell to the ground.
On Ironwood Cliff, there was deathly silence again.
Everyone looked at the headless body that fell to the ground. This time, Lan Chunqiu did not get up again. The corpse energy on the skeleton flowed and escaped, and it was obvious that it would soon dissipate in the world.
