Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

With Chu Tiancheng's cultivation base, even if he is not Ling Xiao's opponent, it is more than enough to deal with him.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take this knife! !

But just when Mo Wuya turned around and was about to escape, he saw that the moment the Wupi Saber Intent fell, he was completely blocked by a palm he swung hastily.

even! !

At this time, Mo Wuya had an illusion that as long as he exerted a little force, he could crush the sword light into pieces! !

I suspect that this Chutian city looks down on me! !

But at this time, he clearly saw the ultimate killing intent and disdain in Chu Tiancheng's eyes.

Should not be ah.

This Chutian City is so weak?

Or does he think that with such a weak sword art, he can kill me? !

No, if things go wrong, there must be demons.

In any case, it's better to go first.

"Puchi!!"

Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out of Mo Wuya's mouth, and he flew upside down in an instant.

Chapter 572, Harvesting leeks

"Want to go?"

Looking at Mo Wuya, who was severely injured by him, a sneer appeared on Chu Tiancheng's face.

really! !

Dao Lao didn't lie to me, just the first sword art alone could easily cut Mo Wuya, who is known as the No. [-] pride in Western Xinjiang.

No matter how strong Ling Xiao is, how can he compete with my four-style sword art? !

With his current strength, it is easy to kill Mo Wuya.

Naturally, he used this saber to... test the power of this saber art.

Unfortunately, he met an actor.

More importantly, this actor acted with true feelings, not to cooperate with Ling Xiao.

This undoubtedly made his acting skills further sublimated.

"Mo Wuya, you will definitely die today!!"

"Om."

A strange buzzing sound quietly resounded in the hall.

There seemed to be ghostly shadows manifesting in the bloody air all over the sky, blocking all of Mo Wuya's escape routes.

"Huh? This is..."

Mo Wuya's face turned pale, and he looked at the blood shadows that surrounded him from all directions with some horror.

At this time, he could feel that these blood shadows seemed to be condensed by evil spirits, mixed with a ray of immortality.

Most likely... the remnant soul who died under the blood knife?

"Damn it!! Chutiancheng, don't force me!!"

Endless blood shadows fell from the sky, with bloody mouths open angrily, biting towards Mo Wuya.

Even with the latter's cultivation base, facing the countless blood shadows at this moment, I felt a trace of hopeless fear in my heart.

even! !

The moment Mo Wuya waved his hand and shattered the blood shadows in front of him, the remnant soul of the blood mist was swallowed by the remaining blood shadows and became stronger.

The entire hall was filled with the sound of ghost cries.

And Mo Wuya's figure was finally overwhelmed by the countless blood shadows, and let out painful roars.

In the void outside the hall, Ling Xiao looked coldly at the screams resounding below and... the wave of blood that emanated from it.

At this time, he could also feel that these blood ghosts were probably the dead souls who fell in that blood knife.

In other words, it's not that Chu Tiancheng practiced magic skills and fell into the way of magic.

But this knife is an evil soldier.

The Son of Destiny, indeed, has terrible luck.

Wherever you go, you can meet a spirit treasure that suits you.

Chu Tiancheng repaired the sword, and the evil sword was born in this magic trace.

If he cultivated the sword, the one he held in his hand at this moment would be a peerless evil sword.

Of course, according to the normal version, no matter how strange the knife is, it is just a powerful spiritual treasure in the hands of Tianming, or even a trump card.

At most, these children of destiny shouted angrily, the sword is innocent, but the evil is the human heart! !

As long as my Dao heart is tenacious, the evil intention in this knife will not disturb my mind! !

Ding.

Once the Lingbao is in hand, I am still me, the light of righteousness, loyalty and righteousness.

But by chance, he met Ling Xiao.

Before getting the sword, this Chutian Chengdao's heart was already broken, so at this time... he has probably been reduced to a demon.

I rise to the sky to slay demons, and I am a chivalrous hero. The world should praise my virtues and pass on my good name! !

"Om."

Amidst the blood in the sky, suddenly there was a flash of thunder.

In just a moment, the countless blood shadows uttered evil screams and retreated one after another.

But at this time, Mo Wuya's aura was already extremely sluggish, and there was not even an inch of intact skin around him, which was extremely miserable.

"no, do not want!!"

Ling Xiao looked at the struggling figure lying on the ground with his eyes closed, raised his brows slightly, and then raised his foot and kicked him hard in the face.

"Ah!! Don't! Huh?!"

Mo Wuya felt the pain and suddenly opened his eyes.

What I saw was Ling Xiao's calm and indifferent face, but the blood shadows had already retreated to a few feet away.

"Master... Master!!"

Suddenly, Mo Wuya's eyes were filled with tears. For the first time in his life, he found that this figure was so kind and majestic.

"Master!!! You are finally here!!"

"Drip, the Destiny's Son is grateful for the villain, the Great Demon King. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 luck points, and the villain is worth 5000 points."

"Drip, the fate of the Son of Destiny is exhausted, and now you can get extra rewards for killing him."

"Lord?"

Above the main hall, Chu Tiancheng frowned slightly, stood up slowly, and glared at the young man in white below.

"Mo Wuya, you really have a wicked heart, and you actually think that the devil who killed Yao'er is the master!!"

"My lord...quick...kill him quickly!!"

Mo Wuya's face changed, and he shouted loudly, but at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Why is it that only the master came, and the seven hidden guards?

Gan?

Could it be that the lord really believed my words, and only he can enter this hall?

my lord! !

I was wrong! !I, he... was wrong! !

I will never dare to fool you again!

"Mo Wuya!! I really didn't misunderstand you, you coward, you have no intention of joining forces with me to deal with Ling Xiao, but want to use my whereabouts to curry favor with you, the lord?"

Chu Tiancheng snorted coldly, looking at Mo Wuya with killing intent in his eyes.

Not important anymore.

Nothing matters anymore!

From the moment I picked up that blood knife, everyone in the entire fairyland deserved to die!

You all want to be buried with my Yaoer! !

"That's right!! Chutian City!! Even if you have foresight, how could I join forces with you to deal with the Lord!!"

Mo Wuya's expression changed, and he immediately said righteously.

only! !

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

When he looked down again, he saw a pitch-black magic blade piercing his heart and protruding horizontally.

"Push."

Mo Wuya tried his best to turn his head, looking at the young man behind him, his face was clearly full of strong doubts.

what happened?

My lord, I was almost killed by Chutian City because of you. Why...don't you play cards according to common sense?

I have prepared several sets of rhetoric to cover up what I did today. Can't you give me a chance to speak?

But in the end, Mo Wuya never imagined why Ling Xiao suddenly killed him, fell to the ground, and the bluestone was soaked in blood.

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and getting an extra reward: Holy Words and Dao Principles (Xiansheng)."

"Destiny casting value: 2%."

"A drop of the holy blood of the ancient unicorn."

"The way is to complete the opportunity once."

"The way of Gengjin is perfect."

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and looked up at Chutian City.

At this time, the latter also had a hint of surprise on his face.

Just... kill?

Although this Mo Wuya's strength is not good, he still bears the reputation of a Taoist evildoer.

With his help, Ling Xiao's chances of winning are undoubtedly greater.

Can…

Hehe, it seems that this spokesperson for the envoy is really arrogant and somewhat conceited.

Forget it, today, after all, you have to pay the due price for your arrogance and cruelty.

"Ling Xiao, what Mo Wuya said, is it true? Yao'er really died in your hands?"

Chu Tiancheng took a deep breath, and on his resolute face, there was a trace of deep-seated hatred.

"Is it important? Anyway, you will see her soon."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and his white clothes were as bright as flowers.

But the magic flashing in the eyes instantly chilled the temperature in the temple.

Chapter 573 One move is enough

"Ling Xiao, you kill my love, today I will call you... Invincible in reincarnation!!"