Looking at Mo Wuya who was severely injured by his own knife, a sneer suddenly appeared on Chu Tiancheng's face.
really!!
The sword master didn't lie to me. This first sword technique alone easily killed Mo Wuya, who was known as the most talented person in Western Xinjiang.
No matter how strong Ling Xiao is, how can he resist my four-style sword technique?!
With his current strength, it would be easy to kill Mo Wuya.
Naturally, he used this sword to... test the power of this sword technique.
Unfortunately, he met an actor.
What's more important is that this actor acted with sincerity, not just to suit Ling Xiao.
This undoubtedly further improved his acting skills.
"Mo Wuya, you will definitely die today!!"
"Buzz."
A strange buzzing sound quietly resounded in the hall.
There seemed to be ghosts appearing in the blood that filled the sky, blocking all Mo Wuya's escape routes.
"Huh? This is..."
Mo Wuya's face turned pale, and he looked at the bloody shadows surrounding him from all directions with some horror.
At this time, he could feel that these blood shadows seemed to be condensed by evil spirits, mixed with a wisp of immortal soul.
Most likely...the remaining souls who died under that bloody knife?
"Damn it! Chu Tiancheng, don't force me!!"
Endless blood shadows fell from the sky, their bloody mouths opened angrily, and they bit towards Mo Wuya.
Even with the latter's cultivation level, facing those countless blood shadows, he felt a trace of desperate fear in his heart.
even!!
The moment Mo Wuya waved his hand to smash the blood shadows in front of him, the remnant soul of the blood mist that spread out was swallowed up by the remaining blood shadows, becoming even more powerful.
The whole hall was filled with the sound of ghosts crying.
Mo Wuya's figure was finally submerged by the countless blood shadows, and he let out a series of painful roars.
In the void outside the hall, Ling Xiao looked coldly at the screams resounding below and...the bloody fluctuations emanating from them.
At this time, he could also feel that these blood evil ghosts were mostly the dead souls who had fallen into that bloody knife.
In other words, it is not that Chu Tiancheng practiced magic skills and fell into the devil's path.
But this sword is an evil weapon.
The child of destiny has indeed terrible luck.
Wherever you go, you can encounter a spiritual treasure that suits you.
Chu Tiancheng was repairing swords, and an evil sword appeared in this magic trace.
If he practices swordsmanship, I am afraid that what he holds in his hand right now will be a peerless evil sword.
Of course, according to the normal version, no matter how evil the sword is, if it falls into the hands of Tianming, it will only be a terrifying spiritual treasure, or even a trump card.
At most, these sons of destiny shouted angrily, "The sword is innocent, but the evil is the human heart!"
As long as my Taoist heart is strong, the evil intention in this knife will not mess with my mind!!
Ding.
Once I get the spiritual treasure, I am still me, the light of the righteous path, loyal and righteous.
But by chance, he met Ling Xiao.
Before getting the sword, Chu Tiancheng's heart was broken, so at this time... he has probably turned into a demon.
I am a chivalrous and righteous person who can kill demons at the top of the sky. People in the world should praise my virtues and spread my good name!!
"Buzz."
Amidst the blood energy in the sky, thunder suddenly flashed.
In just a moment, the countless blood shadows let out evil screams and fled away one after another.
At this time, Mo Wuya's aura was extremely weak, and there was no longer an inch of intact skin on his body, which was extremely miserable.
"no, do not want!!"
Ling Xiao looked at the struggling figure lying on the ground with his eyes closed, raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised his foot and kicked him hard in the face.
"Ah!! No! Huh?!"
Mo Wuya felt pain and suddenly opened his eyes.
What he saw was Ling Xiao's calm and indifferent face, but the blood shadows had retreated several feet away.
"Lord...Lord!!"
Suddenly, Mo Wuya's eyes were filled with tears. For the first time in his life, he found that this figure was so kind and majestic.
"My Lord!!! You are finally here!!"
"Hey, the son of destiny is grateful to the villain, the devil. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 luck points and the villain's 5,000 points."
"Hey, the destiny of the son of destiny has been exhausted. Now you can get extra rewards by killing him."
"My lord?"
Above the main hall, Chu Tiancheng frowned slightly, stood up slowly, and glared at the young man in white below.
"Mo Wuya, you are really evil-minded, and you actually consider the devil who killed Yao'er as your master!!"
"My lord...quickly...quickly kill him!!"
Mo Wuya's expression changed and he shouted loudly, but at this moment, there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Why is it that only the Lord is here? Where are the seven secret guards?
Gan?
Is it possible that the Lord really believed my words and only he can enter this temple?
My lord!!
I was wrong!! I was... wrong!!
I will never dare to fool you again!
"Mo Wuya!! I really saw you right, you coward, you have no intention of joining forces with me to deal with Ling Xiao, but you want to use my whereabouts to please your lord, right?"
Chu Tiancheng snorted coldly and looked at Mo Wuya with murderous intent in his eyes.
It's not important anymore.
Nothing matters anymore!
From the moment I picked up that bloody knife, everyone in the entire fairyland died!
You all must be buried with my Yaoer!!
"That's right!! Chutian City!! Even if you have great foresight, why would I join forces with you to deal with the Lord!!"
Mo Wuya's expression changed, and he immediately said with great righteousness.
only!!
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
When he looked down again, he saw a dark magic blade piercing through his heart and thrusting out.
"Puch."
Mo Wuya turned his head hard and looked at the young man behind him, his face clearly full of doubts.
what happened?
Lord, I was almost killed by Chutian City because of you. Why did you... not act according to common sense?
I have prepared several excuses to cover up what I did today. Can't you give me a chance to speak?
But in the end, Mo Wuya never thought about why Ling Xiao suddenly killed him. His body fell to the ground, and the bluestone was stained with blood.
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and receiving an additional reward: Holy Words and Principles (Prosperity)."
"Destiny casting value: 2%."
"A drop of the holy blood of the ancient unicorn."
"The Tao has one chance to achieve perfection."
"The principles of Geng Jin are perfect."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly and looked up at Chu Tiancheng.
At this moment, the latter also had a trace of surprise on his face.
Just...kill?
Although Mo Wuya is not very powerful, he still has the reputation of being a demon with a law.
With his help, Ling Xiao's chances of winning are undoubtedly greater.
Can…
Haha, it seems that this divine ambassador is really arrogant and somewhat conceited.
No matter what, today, you will finally have to pay the due price for your arrogance and cruelty.
"Ling Xiao, what Mo Wuya said is true? Yao'er really died in your hands?"
Chu Tiancheng took a deep breath, and a hint of deep-seated hatred filled his resolute face.
"Is it important? Anyway, you will see her soon."
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, wearing white clothes as bright as a flower.
But the devilish intent flashing in his eyes instantly made the temperature in the palace drop to a chill.