Ye Fan's words.
The white-haired Wu Wang's eyes were bloodshot, filled with fear, hatred, anger, and unwillingness!
"It's obvious that this ant in the early stage of the Nascent Soul can be easily crushed to death, it's obvious that his life is worse than death, and it's obvious that he should kneel on the ground and beg for mercy! But..."
Wu Wang bit his lip hard and clenched his fist until his fingertips turned white.
From the war to the present.
Wu Wang believed that he had not made any mistakes.
Whether it's hiding the realm or controlling one hundred and thirty-two bloody knives to kill Ye Fan, everything is correct!
The only mistake.
What Wu Wang didn't expect was that this cunning man actually had a magic weapon that could accommodate his body and avoid his fatal blow.
One wrong move.
As a result, Wu Wang fell into passivity.
Even if he was later tricked into burning the Nascent Soul to its peak, Wu Wang felt that he could still make a comeback.
It wasn't until he decided to escape from the Blood Knife Gate that he discovered that the formation that was supposed to defend against foreign enemies had instead become a prison that trapped him and his mother.
So far.
All bets are lost.
But after all, he is a peak Nascent Soul cultivator. Even though his realm has dropped from the peak to the middle stage, and then gradually to the early stage, Wu Wang's spirit is still there.
He said coldly: "Want to take Wu Xiang's head? Then come and get it!"
Wu Wang clenched his blood sword, adjusted his breathing, and waited for the upcoming desperate fight.
He can die.
But don’t wait for death!
At this moment, Zhao Xiang suddenly knelt down with a pop.
Wu Wang's eyes were about to burst: "Mother! What are you doing? Get up quickly!"
Zhao Xiang didn't get up and said in a trembling voice: "Friend Daoist Li, Senior Li, please let my son go. My son knows that he was wrong. Please give him a chance. He will...definitely be a good person in the future."
"Give him a chance?"
Ye Fan said expressionlessly: "The evil deeds of the Blood Knife Sect and your son are too numerous to describe. Tell me why I should give your son a chance."
Zhao Xiang is a smart person.
From the initial anger at losing her husband, to the unwilling resentment later, to the despair of recognizing the reality.
she knows.
Just like Wu Wang said, it was impossible for the other party to let their mother and son go.
But Zhao Xiang still wanted to give it a try. She held out the storage ring with both hands, with an extremely flattering look on her face:
"Buddhism once said that you should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. My son already knows that he was wrong, so I would like to ask the seniors to give him a noble hand and give him a chance to make up for his mistakes. Let him... yes, let him fast and chant Buddha day and night, and pray for the deceased."
"Put down the butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha. Put down the butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha..."
Ye Fan kept murmuring, and suddenly raised his head and laughed, with deep mockery in his laughter.
"What a man who put down his butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately!"
"Good people are killed by you as ants, but you have no regrets in your hearts and still regard human life as nothing!"
"But when you are about to die, you suddenly realize that you have done something wrong and want to be a good person. How ridiculous!"
"Do you think that even if your son puts down the butcher knife in his hand and eats fast and prays for Buddha every day from now on to mourn the dead, he can let the souls of those innocent people rest in peace?"
"Will not."
Ye Fan said calmly: "The only way to let the dead rest in peace is to let your son pay for the blood debt of the Blood Knife Sect."
"Senior Li, I am willing to pay any price to make up for Dongfang Yuan. Magic weapons, elixirs, spiritual stones, as long as senior tells you a number, I will be absolutely satisfied."
Zhao Xiang exhaled and Ruolan said: "As long as you agree, I am willing to be a slave and serve you for the rest of my life."
"mother!!!"
"Shut up!"
Zhao Xiang scolded angrily, then turned around and smiled charmingly: "Senior Li, what do you think?"
Wu Wang was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"You deserve it too!!!"
Before Ye Fan could speak, Dongfang Yuan appeared from the ancient jade space and slapped Zhao Xiang on the face.
"Bitch, how dare you!"
Wu Wang was furious, and the last trace of spiritual energy in his body poured into the blood sword, slashing straight at Dongfang Yuan.
pity.
Missed.
Because an ordinary iron sword stood in front of Dongfang Yuan, with a click, the blood sword intertwined with the Qingfeng Sword broke at the waist.
"Shua——"
Qingfeng Sword was unforgiving and stabbed him again.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it just happened to be stabbed on Wu Wang's Nascent Soul, and the transparent Nascent Soul, which was already fragile enough to fall apart when the wind blew, was chopped into pieces along with the golden elixir.
Wu Wang's level has fallen again!
Just reached the peak of foundation building.
"Go ahead."
Ye Fan nodded and said, "Wu Wang will be left to you."
Dongfang Yuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She held a bloody whip and whipped Wu Wang hard.
This is a magic weapon that can only be controlled by Jindan monks. It was given to her by Su Qinghuan.
"Bold! My son is a disciple of Penglai Immortal Palace. My son has the appearance of an immortal. If you kill him, Penglai Immortal Palace will definitely-nooooo!"
"It's so noisy."
Ye Fan frowned and pointed out.
Zhao Xiang suddenly stiffened and could not speak. He could only watch his son being beaten back by Dongfang Yuan, who was in the same realm, and his face turned pale in anger.
"Turtle."
"The little one is here."
"You stay here and stay with Dongfang Yuan."
"It's the master."
…
…
The battle at the Blood Knife Gate made people in Ji Knife Village panic.
Everyone closed the doors and windows tightly, hiding behind the door or on the straw mat, shivering.
However, there are some who are not hiding.
Ye Fan came to the most corner of Ji Dao Village.
In front of the thatched house here, stood a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old.
He held a wooden sword in his hand and stared nervously at the Blood Knife Gate in the distance.
"name."
"who!"
The young man's voice trembled, but his hand holding the sword remained firm.
The young man followed the sound and saw that there was a man in front of him. Unfortunately, the night was too dark and he could not see his specific appearance. He only knew that he was very tall.
"name."
"..."
The young man hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Jiang Zheng."
"Who are you Jiang Taiming?"
"That's my second grandfather."
Jiang Zheng clenched the wooden sword in his hand and said nervously: "Who are you?"
"A sixteen-year-old fifth-level warrior, no wonder he was sent here."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Let the people in the village stay here. Someone will pick you up and leave in a few days."
"???"
Jiang Zheng was confused.
I wanted to ask something more, but found that the mysterious man suddenly disappeared.
A surprised voice came from the thatched house behind him: "Brother Jiang Zheng, can we leave here?"
"Qian Duoduo, go back and hide!"
Jiang Zheng said nervously: "That person might be a bad guy, so we can't believe his words."
"Hide? What's the use of hiding."
Qian Duoduo opened the door, bit her lip and said, "We have become consumables for the sacrificial knife. Even if we are deceived by him, how miserable can it be?"
Jiang Zheng was speechless.
Yes, it is so miserable that there is no room for improvement, but what if the other party is telling the truth...
That.
Can I go home?
…
…
Banxia Yayuan.
He Hua held the sound transmission jade slip, no longer as calm as before. From time to time, she looked through the wooden window into the distance, hoping to see the young master or his wife Zhao Xiang.
but.
Wait and wait, wait and wait.
Wait until Lotus's heart is half cold.
Because Wu Wang's hysterical roar echoed through the sky, which meant that the young sect leader... was at a disadvantage.
The Blood Knife Sect is about to end.
A very absurd idea appeared in my mind.
He Hua shook her head repeatedly: "The leader is Yuanying, and the young master is Yuanying. How can the Blood Knife Sect be destroyed?"
But for some reason, Hehua became more and more afraid, so afraid that he couldn't help but want to find his wife Zhao Xiang.
Even if you get punished for it!
Just as he went out, a sword energy flashed across his face. Hehua looked at the strange man in front of her and suddenly closed her eyes in relief.
Blood Knife Gate.
It's really going to be over.
