Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 405
The Xuantian faction at this time is completely in a miserable scene of hell.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to watch everyone die..." It was the first time that He Lianfeng faced death so clearly, and He Lianfeng was so frightened that he couldn't even cry.

Those are all the brothers she is most familiar with!Not so long ago, they were still practicing swords together; just this morning, they were still sitting at the same dinner table, talking and laughing together, playing together, thinking that such a peaceful beauty would last forever.In just a blink of an eye, they have turned into cold corpses. They will never practice swords with themselves, and they will never smile at themselves again...

I will never see them again in my life!

"Consultant, aren't you a wise man? Think of a way!" He Lianfeng tugged at the consultant's sleeve in despair.

She has always liked to rely on others, she relied on her father when she was at home, and relied on Ye Shuo when she was in the Xuantian sect.Now on the verge of life and death, only the consultant is by her side.Even if she knew that she was trying to make things difficult for others, but there was someone she could count on and let her shirk responsibility, at least it could give her a little comfort.

Although soon, maybe they will all die.

Hearing the sound of fighting in his ears, the advisor's expression was gloomy.He clenched his fists again and again, and finally raised his head with determination. A wave of tyrannical spiritual power was recovering in his body. It was a power that the advisor, who always liked to stay out of the way in battle, had never shown before...

However, just when this force was about to break through the dam and officially erupt, the consultant's face suddenly changed, and all the spiritual power disappeared without a trace like the ebb tide of the sea, so fast that even Helianfeng Never noticed.

It's them? !The consultant's eyes crossed the mountains and stared at an unknown place in the distance.On the surface, there was a kind of solemnity and fear that had never appeared when Xu Wuji approached the mountain gate. Until now, he could hear his heart still pounding.

Why is it here?No, what's even worse is why at this time...

Outside the Dingtian Mountains, two men in black were flying at low altitude.A toga covered head to toe, making them look like two ghosts floating in the world.

At the same time, there was an extremely dark ominous aura around them.If you look inside with your soul, you will find that even the spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies are a strange bright red color, like fresh blood flowing meanderingly.

That part is because of the special skills they cultivated, and the other part is that their hands have been stained with too much blood, and the boundless resentment and hostility have been preserved, and as time goes by, it has already settled in their blood.Even the top killers in the black market have never possessed such a deep evil spirit.

As the two of them fly all the way, the space they pass through will be temporarily frozen, and even the flow of time will be disturbed here.That was just the natural coercion from the two of them, but it was already strong enough to freeze time and space!
Seeing that the continuous mountain range was about to pass by, a man in black on the right suddenly stopped and stared at the corner of the mountain in surprise.

"This breath... seems to be that kid!"

"That kid?" The man in black on the left also stopped in his tracks, let go of his consciousness for a moment, and his expression quickly became disdainful: "There is nothing. It's just a group of boring low-level spiritual practitioners. It's just a fight over there, you feel wrong, right?"

Seeing that the man in black on the right was still poking his head and looking around unwillingly, the man in black on the left dragged him impatiently: "Let's go quickly, don't look where this is if you want to fight for success, if it wasn't for the neighbors The space wormhole happened to be malfunctioning, and I don’t care about coming to such a small country! Do you think that kid will appear in such a place?”

Looking around for a while, he said again: "And if I remember correctly, this area should be under the jurisdiction of the Blood Cloud Hall. That kid is the main criminal who personally offered a reward for him. If he really showed his whereabouts here, How dare they not report it? If you continue to procrastinate like this, if the task is delayed and the Venerable Lord blames it, will it be yours or mine?"

This sentence really succeeded in suppressing the man in black on the right.But when he was speeding up with his companion, he still turned his head and glanced at the sky-high green hill from time to time, muttering in his mouth: "I just sensed it..."

***
"Shifang kills the puppet, go!" Xu Wuji raised his hand, and there was already a blood-red puppet beside him.After randomly smashing a thousand spirit stones in, a bloody light flashed across the empty eyes of the puppet, and then its legs moved on their own, jumping down towards the group of disciples.

The already scarred battlefield now has this big killer!
"That's... Shifang Killing Puppet!" The Great Elder's pupils constricted.Shifang has a lot of reputations for killing puppets, even if he has never seen it in person, he has always heard of it in the past.

"Stop it...stop it! If that kind of thing rushes into the crowd, none of the disciples below will survive! Ahem..." He was too anxious for a moment, and touched his broken lung again, and a few mouthfuls of blood were stained red again down the placket.

"Great Elder, don't get excited, I'll kill the puppet from the ten directions... I'll be in charge of stopping it!" Daoist Wu Chen helped the Great Elder who had almost fallen down, nodded hurriedly at his colleagues present, and then stopped talking nonsense , the fluctuation of spiritual power was raised to the limit, and he chased after Shifang Killing Puppet.

"Be careful..." Daoist Liaochen didn't care about the tit-for-tat between the two in the past, watched the back of Taoist Wuchen worriedly, and prayed for him silently in his heart.

"Cough... the few of us, use... the set of formations passed down by our ancestors, we must stop Xu Wuji!" The elder pushed away the support of the people beside him, struggling to form seals with his hands, and his spiritual power fluctuated The slow improvement, in exchange for his complexion suddenly turned pale.

"I'm fine, I can still... fight again!"

But at this time on the ground, the Shifang Killing Puppet who was running in big strides suddenly stopped, and half of his body continued to swing his arms and legs. After a while, it slowly turned its head. At this time, one of its One arm and one leg were being firmly locked by a beam of spiritual power, and the other end of the beam was tightly held in the hands of Taoist Wu Chen, and the other end was connected to the fly whisk he raised high.

"Ha, you can't run away this time, right? Stay here and play with your Daoist master!" Shifang Shagou's resistance was fierce, even though the soles of Daoist Wuchen's feet were pulled by it and kept dragging on the ground , but these two beams of spiritual power temporarily locked this difficult enemy after all, preventing it from attacking other disciples.

Shifang Killing Puppet couldn't open his mouth, and his blood-colored eyes were even more emotionless.After pulling Wuchen Daoist closer, its body suddenly spun into a bloody tornado.The iron-hard body, combined with the super-high-speed rotation, made every gust of wind like a sharp knife, and Daoist Wuchen was swept away on the spot, and a large number of mottled spots were split open all over his body. Bloody mouth.But despite this, he still stood up immediately the moment he fell, and rushed to Shifang to kill the puppet again without thinking about his own safety.

Due to the obstruction of Daoist Master Wuchen, time was bought for the lives of other disciples, and the area quickly became empty.As the only remaining opponent, Shifang Killing Puppet naturally easily identified Daoist Wuchen, and it also unreservedly poured all the viciousness in its body onto the person in front of it.

Taoist Wuchen was sometimes vomited blood by its heavy attack, and sometimes was bruised all over by its blade-like arms.The fluctuation of his spiritual power was constantly weakening, and the whisk was hanging down in front of him inch by inch.

But even though he was exhausted, Daoist Wuchen never took a step back, because he knew that behind him, there were still a large number of innocent disciples, and he was the last line of defense!

When Daoist Wu Chen's vision was gradually blurred, a red dress suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eyes, and it turned out to be his daughter Qi Dingsha!

"Jingsha, what are you doing here!" Daoist Wu Chen's eyes widened.I don't know where a burst of strength came from, and Fuchen swung in front of him violently, blocking back the falling arm of the Shifang Killing Puppet, and took advantage of this gap to pull Qi Dingsha: "Hurry up, it's dangerous here, Hurry up and hide away!"

Qi Dingsha yelled urgently: "I'm not leaving! Daddy, I'm here to help you!" Holding up the long sword in her hand, she stabbed fiercely at the Shifang Killing Puppet: "Purple Mist Phantom Fifth Layer!"

The colorful purple shadows that exploded hit Shifang Killing Puppet's body like a string of broken bubbles, unable to cause even the tiniest wound.Shifang's action of killing puppets was also without pause, with his arms raised high, he slammed down fiercely towards the two of them.

"How... how could this happen?" Qi Dingsha was dumbfounded.Before she came to her senses, Shifang's killing puppet attack was already in front of her eyes. The father and daughter could only raise their weapons above their heads for a while, struggling to slow down the downward trend of that arm, but the desperate The Scarlet Scythe was finally getting closer and closer to oppressing them.

Hold on, must... hold on!This is the only remaining belief in Taoist Master Wuchen's mind at this time.

He knew that the driving time of the Shifang Killing Puppet was limited. Even if he risked his life, as long as he could last until the moment when its energy was exhausted, he would be considered to have saved a large number of disciples. I can close my eyes now... It's just Dingsha, I absolutely can't let her die with me...

Just when the two of them had reached their limit, another weapon suddenly stretched out from the side, and together with them, they supported Shifang Killing Puppet's arm.

"Thank you for your help..." Daoist Wu Chen felt relieved, and hurriedly thanked him to his side.But then, he quickly felt a strange feeling.

His gaze moved slowly, and what he came into contact with was a pair of eyes that were colder than those of Shifang Killing Puppet.And in those eyes, filled with an extreme hatred and desire to kill.

Luo Dixing turned his head indifferently, and the terrified faces of the father and daughter were reflected in his bloodthirsty eyes.

……

"You have nothing to do here, go to another place." After a while, Luo Dixing put away his weapon, touched Shifang Killing Puppet's arm with one hand, and said lightly.

The Shifang Killing Puppet, who was clearly a killing machine, seemed to understand his words here, and quickly turned around, and ran to another area with his legs open.And there, at this time, is the place where the spiritual power fluctuations are the most dense.

"...What do you want to do?" Taoist Priest Wuchen's first reaction was to protect his daughter behind his back while holding Fuchen tightly.Although he got rid of the threat of Shifang killing puppets, the appearance of this kid in front of him made him feel a more intense sense of danger.He definitely would not think that the other party had any good intentions for their father and daughter by doing this.

Luo Dixing stared at Taoist priest Wuchen coldly.And his footsteps finally moved slowly.At the same time, there was an extremely cruel grin on his face.

"Nothing, just kill you."

……

On the battlefield on the ground, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect are being massacred by the enemy overwhelmingly.

Except for a few people who still have the strength to resist, most of the people just witnessed the death of their companions, and it was their turn to throw themselves down in a pool of blood next.

Life and death are alternating at an unprecedented speed on this mountain.

……

Has always been regarded as a strict role model, pulling his neck every day to urge his disciples to practice, and thus being feared and hostile by many people, Daoist Master Wuchen, at this time, his clothes were open, his hair was disheveled, and he fell to the ground with his head full. It's all blood.

Luo Dixing rode on him with his knees pressed against his chest, holding a sharp piece of gravel in his hand, the size of a palm, and was slamming it on his forehead one after another.

The weapons of the two had already been thrown on the ground not far away, and this hand-to-hand combat almost came out of nowhere.But Daoist Wuchen exhausted a lot of physical strength in the battle of besieging Wuwuji, and then was seriously injured by Shifang Shapuppet. Under Luo Dixing's desperate and crazy attack, he was completely defeated in the whole process .

The blood on his forehead had already flowed into his eyes, Daoist Wu Chen roared under the severe pain, concentrated all the spiritual power in his body, and pushed the enemy out violently.And he jumped up quickly, and staggered back under Qi Dingsha's support.

Luo Dixing fell to the ground in embarrassment. Driven by his madness, he didn't even think about it. He grabbed a handful of sand from his side and hurled it towards the two of them.

When they couldn't see each other, Luo Dixing jumped up, and he shortened the distance of several meters to only one step. He swung his fist and landed between Wu Chen's chest and abdomen, causing him to bend over in pain. He lowered his waist, and Luo Dixing took advantage of the situation and grabbed his neck, using all the strength in his body to pinch him fiercely, Daoist Wuchen had difficulty breathing in a blink of an eye, his face was flushed, and veins popped out of his forehead.

The two were entangled with each other, stumbled and stumbled repeatedly in this open space, Qi Dingsha looked at it anxiously, and tried to rush forward to dismantle it again and again, but was thrown away in an instant again and again, and fell helplessly on the sand. Here, the fingernails are bleeding.

"Father! Don't hurt my father! You let my father go, you bastard!" Qi Dingsha cried in despair.He lifted the long sword in his hand several times, and finally made up his mind to thrust out fiercely. This sword went straight from Luo Dixing's back to his chest.

"..." Luo Dixing's whole body trembled violently, staring at the sword edge in front of him, on which the bright red blood was still flowing.This sword drained all his strength in the shortest time, and the hands that were clutched around Wu Chendao's long neck unconsciously relaxed.

However, when the bursting pain gradually receded, he also sensed the specific part where the sword penetrated, which also made a trace of happiness and ridicule pass through his heart very quickly.

Heh, that girl doesn't seem to have killed anyone before, so she didn't recognize the acupoint accurately, and the sword didn't hit the heart at all.Although it was only a few inches off, but to myself... After all, it still couldn't cause fatal damage!
Staring at the dangling sword tip in front of him, Luo Dixing's eyes suddenly burned with a crazier flame.Taking advantage of Daoist Wuchen's slack for a moment, he raised his hand and grabbed his collar tightly, pulling him forward, and the half of the sword that lay across pierced into the chest of Daoist Wuchen!
"No!..." Qi Dingsha's heart-piercing cry came from behind.

(End of this chapter)