The Xia Mang Sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword shone coldly across the bridge. The light of the sword was like lightning, shocking the sky, shining on the world. It was too fast. The light of the sword surpassed lightning. Kun Zhixuan had just been resurrected with the help of the surrogate devil, and he had no ability to avoid it.
He was beheaded again.
In other words, just after Kun Zhixuan was resurrected, he died again and was killed by Xia Mang, killing him with a single sword.
His attack was too sharp, clean and neat, without any sloppiness. Kun Zhixuan didn't even have a chance to react. The sword was already unsheathed, and the sword light swept across Kun Zhixuan. Kun Zhixuan was dead.
This time, not to mention the heroes competing on the overpass, even the Heavenly Demon King, Luo Kongtong, and the purple-skirted witch Zi Ling who were in the Demon Spirit Academy were in a daze.
They really didn't expect that Xia Mang's methods would be so sharp, killing decisively and showing no mercy.
"Xia Mang..." Purple Skirt Witch Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flashed, "Determination in killing and cold-heartedness are indeed a bit extraordinary, but it is not enough. You can't save Yu Xi with these alone."
"This young man is indeed not simple. He has the potential to become a king." The Demon King looked in the direction of the bridge in the distance, his eyes were profound and unpredictable, "The royal family of Daxia is indeed very lucky, and there is no shortage of successors. Xia Wushang, a king of the generation,
Hands and eyes reach the sky..."
He had his hands behind his back and his eyes were deep, as if he didn't know what he was talking about about Xia Wushang.
"Prosperous luck?"
Luo Kongtong sneered and said: "The Imperial Court of Great Xia has been destroyed, and Xia Wushang is dead. How can we talk about prosperity? The 90,000-year-old dynasty of Great Xia has finally been extinct and has ended from now on."
"Who said that the Imperial Court of Great Xia is dead?" The Heavenly Demon King glanced at him and said flatly: "The Royal Court of Great Xia has been prosperous for a long time. In Xia Wushang's generation, it was even more glorious to the extreme, shining brightly in the nine heavens and ten earths... You are silent
It’s been too long, and there are some things you still don’t understand.”
He paused slightly and then said: "I have reminded you not to take Xia Mang too seriously. It is not without reason that Xia Wushang chose him as Daxia's successor."
"Brilliant to the extreme, shining in the nine heavens and ten earths?" Luo Kongtong was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully: "Boss Ning, you are not clear-headed, Daxia has long been extinct!"
"There are some things that you just don't understand if you don't understand them." The Demon King shook his head and said nothing more.
If we just talk about age and seniority, he is much older than Xia Wushang, but facing that emperor-like man, he still has to lower his head and huddle in the Northern Demon Realm, not daring to go too far. Even if the Great Xia Imperial Court is destroyed, Kunlun Yi
Lord, he is still like this. In fact, in recent years, many powerful forces in the Northern Demon Realm have been surrounding him, calling on him to establish his own Demon Court, such as the Dragon Controlling King, to pay tribute to him, but he refused them all. No one
Although he knew the specific reason, he did not explain it.
"You are telling us not to underestimate Xia Wushang." The immortal ancestor was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Xia Wushang is really not dead?"
Luo Kongtong's pupils shrank suddenly.
The Heavenly Demon King glanced at him and asked incredulously: "The world of eternal silence can still be so stable. Those strong men from outside the territory haven't come in yet. Why do you think it's because of the so-called taboo shackles?"
"You mean...Xia Wushang?!" The Immortal Ancestor's body shook violently.
The corners of Luo Kongtong's eyes twitched violently. Apparently, he suddenly figured out something.
The Demon King was silent for a moment, and then said: "If it weren't for Xia Wushang, this world would have been truly devastated... Compared with it, the demonic disasters in the past few days are nothing."
The Immortal Ancestor gasped and slowly said: "What a terrifying descendant!"
"A generation of emperors is well-deserved!" The Demon King said solemnly: "Xia Wushang is so powerful that we cannot fathom it. I even doubt that the Xia Wushang we see in the human world is just his current body. Not his true self!"
"The current life?" The Purple Skirt Witch frowned slightly and said, "You mean, he has cultivated his previous life, current life, and future body?"
The Heavenly Demon King looked at him in surprise, nodded and said, "As expected of the Demonic Ancestral God from the ancient mythology era, he actually knows the legend of the third incarnation."
"Three lifetimes..."
Luo Kongtong thought and suddenly said: "Then where is his true body?"
"I don't know." The Demon King shook his head, and then sighed: "Maybe he is standing at the end of the sea of stars, overlooking the nine heavens and ten lands..."
The figures of several people were shocked.
"Is Xia Wushang really so terrifying?" Luo Kongtong said to himself: "Now it seems that Luo Yun can be as famous as Xia Mang, which is really a compliment, and there is Long Xiaoyuan who has disappeared long ago..."
"Luo Yun, Long Xiaoyuan...it's not without reason that the two of them are as famous as Xia Wushang." The Demon King's expression became more solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know why Yongji Abandoned Land has been sealed for 90,000 years? Will there be any signs of recovery suddenly?"
"Isn't it destiny?" The Immortal Ancestor's snow-white eyebrows twitched. He instinctively felt that something was far beyond his expectation.
"Destiny?" The Heavenly Demon King raised his head, looked up at the vast sky, and sneered: "The sky has fallen, there is no law and no way, is the so-called destiny still the real destiny?"
"So, my resurrection from eternal rest in this world is not destiny, but man-made!"
The Demon King made an astonishing statement, "The reason why my world can be revived is because over the past 90,000 years, there have been so many peerless people who have fought hard for this, sacrificed their souls and bones, and almost given up everything... And this generation has produced several The astounding talents of the ages have greatly advanced certain things..."
"They... are the true saints of humanity!" The Demon King's tone was inexplicably low, "They are worthy of eternal silence, worthy of the world, and worthy of all living beings!"
Several people were completely moved.
"You mean Luo Yun, and Long Xiaoyuan..." Luo Kongtong asked the Demon King for confirmation.
"They are... pioneers who are not afraid of death!" the Demon King said slowly.
Luokongdong suddenly changed color.
…
Xia Mang's sword was unsheathed and he beheaded Kun Zhixuan again. This really shocked everyone. Such iron-blooded methods and cold heart, the sword was stained with blood when it was unsheathed, and he killed without mercy. Not to mention his peers, even The strong men of the older generation have some palpitations.
"Kun Zhixuan had just been resurrected with the help of the scapegoat. Xia Mang decapitated him again without saying a word. This... is so cruel!"
"It's not just cold, it's simply cruel!" someone added with a wry smile, looking in awe.
"This time he has completely killed Kun Zhixuan." Someone lamented and said: "The scapegoat can only die once. Now that he has been beheaded for the second time, he is really dead. , there is no possibility of resurrection.”
"The scapegoat is specially refined and can only be used once...Kunzhixuan is really dead."
…
Everyone discussed that Xia Mang's attack was too sharp. Before anyone could react, his sword was unsheathed and he chopped off Kun Zhixuan's head again, killing him. With such iron-blooded methods, let alone a cultivator who would never die in the world. Even those geniuses from outside the country who "smuggled" here were a little trembling and frightened.
"Xia Mang, Young Emperor Xia..." The young man in dark purple armor stared at Xia Mang's tall and straight back, his eyes flashed sharply, and he said to himself: "...Xia Wushang's son!"