"Boom!"
The heavy rain, the silent murderous intent, and the stirring blood presented a magnificent scene in front of Xiao Wuhen!
At this moment, the remaining people in Huangquan Sect's eyes were about to burst, and their faces were extremely pale.
An ice thorn in Xiao Wuhen's hand penetrated directly through Jun Fuce's throat.
The former is decisive and cold!
The latter, trembling, terrified!
"Clang!"
Thunder and lightning pierced the sky, constantly shocking everyone's hearts.
Jun Fuce looked in disbelief.
Xiao Wuhen's eyes were exactly the same as Xiao Nuo's eyes just now.
Although Xiao Nuo was more than ten miles away, the other party seemed to be looking at him with Xiao Wuhen's eyes...
Palace Master Xiao!
Mr. Xiao?
The faces of the two people seemed to overlap in Jun Fuce's sight. At this moment, Jun Fuce felt an unprecedented fear.
"What a pity!" Xiao Wuhen said lightly: "I have endured it for so long and only took the position of Ghost Lord for a few months..."
In a word, ridicule Laman.
Jun Fuce was shaking all over. He tried to struggle out, but the icicle was stuck in his throat, making him unable to move.
Xiao Wuhen continued expressionlessly: "I forgot, without my help, you wouldn't even be able to sit on the position of Ghost Lord..."
Every word is heartbreaking.
Every sentence is bloody.
Jun Fuce never imagined that his "burning bridges across the river" would lead to Xiao Wuhen's revenge today.
The collapse of the Five Saints Prison finally made Xiao Nuo no longer have any mercy on him.
"Uh ah..." Jun Fuce tried his best, but could only make a vague sound.
He tried to fight back, but in the end his head sank and he opened his eyes without closing his eyes.
"despair!"
Jun Fuce's arms dropped weakly, and the magic weapon containing two million holy orders in his hand fell to the ground.
Afterwards, Xiao Wuhen relaxed his fingers.
Jun Fuce fell on his back.
"boom!"
Blood flowed horizontally, mixed with the rain, and flowed into the soil.
"Brother Wang..." Mingwei Qingluo pulled her hair with both hands, heartbroken.
Luoyan Yujin, Li Jianwuchang, and other people from the Huangquan Sect felt that the sky was falling.
died!
Jun Fuce actually died like this?
"Ghost, Ghost Lord..." Luoyan Yujin staggered back. If it weren't for the support of the Imperial Soul Flag, she would have almost fallen to the ground.
It lasted so long!
I have endured it for more than ten years!
After finally quelling the civil strife in Huangquan Sect, Luo Yan Yujin’s efforts over the years were in vain at this moment!
"Clang!"
The rain came down hard, and the blood flowing from Jun Fuce's body was constantly diluted by the rain.
The two maids, Hibiscus and Banzhi, walked behind Xiao Wuhen. Hibiscus opened an umbrella and held it above Xiao Wuhen's head...
The expressions of the two maids were equally cold, and they looked at the people at Huangquan Gate without the slightest pity.
Jun Fuce, if you die, you are dead!
Nothing to feel sorry for.
Luoyan Yujinfeng's eyes widened angrily, and she stared at Xiao Wuhen and the others in front of her.
"Who...are you?"
The power of dark mist!
The power of ice!
And that cold and stern look in his eyes made Luoyan Yujin extremely uneasy.
Although the other party has the appearance of "Xiao Wuhen", the aura exuded by the other party at this moment is too much like another person.
Especially the sentence "How can I help others kill myself" just now made Luo Yan Yujin dare not look directly at the other person.
Night Hell Valley, ancient soul-eroding flames, "The Great Law of the Underworld", the Seal of the Ghost King...
This series of events connected together gave Luo Yan Yujin a splitting headache and a confused mind.
Just then...
"Whoa!" A magnificent sword light fell from the sky, and then a young figure flashed into the field.
The person who came was none other than Xu Qiao, the disciple of the Evil Sword Saint.
When Xu Qiao saw the dead Jun Fuce, his expression suddenly changed.
"It's still a step too late..."
Xu Qiao took a deep breath, and then shook his head helplessly. He looked at Xiao Wuhen, Ban Zhi, and Mu Jin in front of him.
"I didn't expect he had an accomplice!"
Xu Qiao didn't hear what Xiao Wuhen said just now.
I don’t know the grudges between Shili Yanyu Tower and Huangquanmen.
He simply wanted to save Jun Fuce's life.
As everyone knows, from the moment Xiao Nuo blocked the road with his sword, he had no intention of letting Jun Fuce leave alive.
"You have already killed the man, so please show your respect to the others!" Xu Qiao said to Xiao Wuhen with deep meaning.
Xiao Wuhen raised his handsome eyebrows lightly: "Mind your own business!"
Xu Qiao hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not refute. From the perspective of others, he was indeed meddling in other people's business. After all, he and Jun Fuce had just met, and they were not even ordinary friends.
However, once Jun Fuce died, the Huangquan Sect was completely finished.
When the civil strife was quelled, the strength was already greatly reduced.
Now, this sect cannot last long.
"If you really want to save them, one hundred thousand Holy Orders per person..." Xiao Wuhen said lightly.
One hundred thousand?
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in Huangquan Sect changed.
There are only seven or eight people alive now, which adds up to seven or eight hundred thousand people.
Xu Qiao hesitated for a moment: "Okay, I'll give it to you."
After saying that, the other party wanted to take the holy order.
"Ha..." Xiao Wuhen sneered: "I thought you were hypocritical, but I didn't expect it was great love!"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Xu Qiao asked.
Xiao Wuhen ignored him and immediately turned around and left.
Hibiscus held an umbrella and followed behind him, while Banzhi picked up the storage magic weapon containing two million holy orders from the ground.
Xu Qiao frowned: "I don't want the Holy Order anymore?"
Xiao Wuhen did not look back, but just said: "I suggest you become a monk. People who know you will know that you are a disciple of the Evil Sword Saint. People who don't know you will think that you are a monk who returned to the secular world from the temple!"
Being ridiculed like this, Xu Qiao's blood pressure went up, but he was speechless.
Seeing the leaving figures of Xiao Wuhen, Banzhi, and Mujin, the group at Huangquan Gate did not feel the slightest bit of relaxation.
Although their lives were saved, Jun Fuce's death caused them to completely lose their fighting spirit.
Mingwei Qingluo knelt weakly next to Jun Fuce's body, Luoyan Yujin felt extremely tired, and Li Jianwuchang, who was seriously injured on the other side, was also full of powerlessness.
In this battle, they... were defeated miserably!
…
A stone bridge spans over the spring.
Half a page later, Hibiscus followed Xiao Wuhen.
"Master, do you want these two million and eighty million holy orders to be sent to you?" At this time, Banzhi asked.
She was not talking to "Xiao Wuhen".
Instead, he was speaking to Xiao Nuo, who was more than ten miles away, through "Xiao Wuhen."
No one in the Huangquan Sect would have imagined that the former "Xiao Wuhen" was transformed from Xiao Nuo's disguise.
The current "Xiao Wuhen" was transformed from the "Dharma Body Corpse Puppet".
The Dharma Body Corpse Puppet, to a certain extent, has become a clone of Xiao Nuo.
Later, Banzhi used the disguise technique to transform the "Dharma Body Corpse Puppet" into the appearance of "Xiao Wuhen".
In this way, Xiao Nuo and Xiao Wuhen can appear at the same time.
The Dharma Body Corpse Puppet is the most precious treasure of the Black Witch Cult.
Its biggest feature is that it can synchronize the combat power of the main body.
Moreover, the thoughts of the deity can also enter the Dharmakaya corpse and control it.
Jun Fuce was defeated before. Although Xiao Nuo was blocked by Xu Qiao, Xiao Nuo had already controlled the Dharma Body Corpse Puppet to intercept him.
Although Xiao Nuo's body was more than ten miles away, his thoughts just entered the Dharma Body Corpse Puppet and ended Jun Fuce's plan.
"No need..." Xiao Nuo's voice came from the mouth of "Xiao Wuhen", who turned around and said to the two maids: "You continue to take my clone and wait for instructions, my mind is about to withdraw. "
Banzhi asked: "Master, are you injured?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Nuo did not deny it.
"You want me and Hibiscus to go there?" Banzhi was a little worried.
"The injury is not serious. I will meet up with the people from the sect in a moment. You can move around on your own."
"Master, do you want me to deal with the remaining people in Huangquan Sect?" It was Mu Jin who spoke.
Xiao Nuo replied: "Jun Fuce is dead, it doesn't matter whether others can solve it or not!"
Mujin continued: "What if the master's identity is exposed?"
Xiao Nuo said: "It doesn't matter, this is no longer an important matter."
Xiao Nuo didn't seem to care that the identity of "Xiao Wuhen" would be exposed. In other words, even if everyone in the Huangquan Sect knew it, there was no evidence to prove that Xiao Nuo was Xiao Wuhen.
After Jun Fuce died, the Huangquan Sect was about to be destroyed, and Xiao Nuo didn't care about other people at all.
Of course, there is another reason, and that is Xu Qiao.
Xiao Nuo didn't want to spend too much energy fighting against this evil sword master's disciple.
The main purpose is to intercept and kill you.
The secondary purpose is the two million holy order.
Of course, an additional 800,000 Holy Orders were harvested.
Jun Fuce has been killed and the two million holy orders have been obtained. With these two things completed, there is no need to waste time. After all, Xu Qiao is not an ordinary person.
"Okay, we get it."
Half a page later, both Hibiscus and Hibiscus nodded.
Afterwards, Xiao Wuhen in front of the two women returned to silence, and the other party's eyes became a little hollow.
…
at the same time!
In the deepest part of the central battlefield, there is an ancient tower.
Xiao Nuo slowly opened his eyes...
