Before running two or three steps, Jiang Chengying was caught up again. Tang Jing knocked the guard away with a few moves, while Wu Yi fought with the injured Jiang Chengying, trying to capture Jiang Chengying.
Tang Jing also came to help, and finally Jiang Chengying was hit to the ground by Tang Jing. Wu Yi put the painting on Jiang Chengying's neck, looked at Jiang Chengying fiercely, and asked coldly: "Tell me, what is it?" who!"
Jiang Chengying looked at Wu Yi, as if threatening Wu Yi: "I advise Mr. Wu not to know. Even if I tell you, you can't do anything to them. And I'm afraid..."
Huaying left Jiang Chengying's neck and entered a little further. Wu Yi didn't want to hear anything else: "I just want to know who it is. If you tell me, I can let you live."
Jiang Chengying smiled and shook his head: "A way out? Do you think I can still live if I tell you? No, they will kill me anyway, and maybe I will die even more miserably."
There was only anger and killing intent in Wu Yi's eyes. In order to avenge his parents, he would not only do whatever it took, but he would also never show mercy to anyone involved. The shadow flashed across Jiang Chengying's eyes, and Jiang Chengying only felt There was a sharp pain, and the tendons of his right hand were severed by Wu Yi, and blood flowed. However, Jiang Chengying did not cry out. He gritted his teeth tightly and endured the pain. He grabbed his right hand and looked at Wu Yi with an expression full of pain. And anger, and helplessness.
Huaying placed it on Jiang Chengying's neck for the first time: "Tell me, who is it? Otherwise, you will die more miserably than you imagine."
Jiang Chengying smiled crazily. He seemed to already know his ending and had no intention of leaving the Juxian Pavilion alive. He looked back at the Juxian Pavilion he had created and looked at Wu Yi!
Wu Yi looked at Jiang Chengying and knew that Jiang Chengying would not tell him the next sentence. The answer he wanted to know was another sword strike that cut off the tendon of Jiang Chengying's other hand.
"Ah!" Jiang Chengying, who was in severe pain, couldn't help shouting.
Wu Yi's figure pointed at Jiang Chengying's neck. He seemed to have lost his patience. He glanced at Jiang Chengying from the corner of his eye and said, "Say!"
Jiang Chengying, who was already a disabled person, endured the severe pain, laughed sarcastically, and roared: "Come on! Give me a good time, or you will be raised by my grandson! Haha, they..."
At this moment, Wu Yi understood Mu Lingtian's approach. For some people, they may not shed tears when they see the coffin. Why talk nonsense? Strength can represent everything. Only those who stand can decide who kneels. In life and death, only in this way can one truly not be bullied. Face is not given by others, but earned by oneself. When you have the right to speak, you have face, otherwise you are just a dog. When you need to fight hard, only if you can kill people, you have the right to speak.
Wu Yi's eyes didn't hesitate at all, and he slashed Jiang Chengying's neck with his sword: "Maybe the third brother is right, people like you deserve to die!"
"...Yes...I won't...let you go..." Jiang Chengying fell down.
"Second brother..." Tang Jing wanted to stop Wu Yi, but it was too late: "Where should we go now..."
Wu Yi looked at Jiang Chengying: "It doesn't matter, someone will always know!"
At this time, the killers and Juxian Pavilion guards around Mu Lingtian were dead, injured, and able to escape. There were no two left!
As the last few killers were killed while escaping, there was no one around Mu Lingtian.
Mu Lingtian held Canshang in his hand and stood there, roaring towards the sky, as if his desire for killing and blood had been satisfied.
"Young Master!" "Third Brother!"
Luoxue and Tang Wanting ran towards Mu Lingtian.
But now Mu Lingtian doesn’t recognize anyone. When he heard the voice, Mu Lingtian roared towards the sky, and instantly became full of murderous aura and excitement. The blade of the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian was on top of the ruins, and it seemed that it would surge at any time. After coming out, Mu Lingtian quickly rushed towards Tang Wanting and Luo Xue!
Tang Jing and Wu Yi, who heard Mu Lingtian's roar, looked over and were shocked, shouting loudly: "Wanting, Luoxue, run!"
Tang Jing and Wu Yi quickly rushed towards Mu Lingtian.
Tang Wanting looked at Mu Lingtian, heard Tang Jing's cry, and looked at Luoxue: "Luoxue, run!"
Mu Lingtian chased after them, and Can Shang brought the edge of the Sixteenth Sword of Immortal Punishment and a sword energy towards Tang Wanting and Luo Xue.
Tang Wanting grabbed Luo Xue and used Tangmen Qinggong to fly back quickly.
Although he retreated in time, one of the sword blades still passed through Luo Xue's shoulder. The clothes on Luo Xue's shoulders were scratched, and the white clothes were instantly dyed red.
"Luoxue...you are injured!"
As soon as Tang Wanting and Luo Xue landed, Mu Lingtian caught up with them again. Tang Wanting had no choice but to take Luo Xue and continue to escape.
"Master!" "Third brother! It's us!"
The two wanted to wake up Mu Lingtian, but Mu Lingtian wouldn't listen at all and continued to chase the two. Fortunately, Tang Wanting's Qinggong was good. Even though she brought Luoxue with her, she was still faster than Mu Lingtian, otherwise the two of them would have been afraid. It's time to die!
"Third brother, don't do this nonsense, it's us!"
Tang Jing and Wu Yi also chased after him, trying to stop Mu Lingtian while waking him up. Moreover, they could not get close to Mu Lingtian now and had no chance to knock him out, so Tang Jing and Wu Yi had to attract Mu Lingtian. Catching Mu Lingtian's gaze, he retreated and ran away, calling for Mu Lingtian.
However, Mu Lingtian's Qinggong was not very good, so Tang Jing and Wu Yi's lives were not in danger, but shouting did not seem to have any effect on Mu Lingtian.
Mu Lingtian followed Tang Jing and Wu Yi, so Tang Wanting and Luo Xue were safe. Tang Wanting looked at Luo Xue's wound: "Luo Xue, how are you? The wound is so deep!"
Luoxue looked over her shoulder and looked at Mu Lingtian with a worried look on her face: "Young Master..."
Suddenly Luoxue thought of the past scene, and an idea flashed through her mind. She took out a white handkerchief from her arms!
Luo Xue gently opened the handkerchief. In the handkerchief was the necklace Ling'er left for Mu Lingtian. Luo Xue took the necklace and rushed towards Mu Lingtian.
"Luoxue, don't go!" Tang Wanting stood in front of Luoxue.
"Wanting, only this can wake up the young master, believe me!"
Looking at Luoxue's firm expression, Tang Wanting was still a little doubtful and worried: "But...is it really useful?"
"Yes! It must be useful. This is what the young master cares about most."
"Okay then, I'll go with you!"
Luoxue held the necklace and came to a place not far from Mu Lingtian with Tang Wanting. Luoxue held the necklace high and shouted to Mu Lingtian: "Sir, look, this is what your sister Ling'er left for you. necklace, do you still remember it?”
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