Xi Yue sneered, the hand holding the Lishui Sword did not move at all, and her voice was cold, "The person I want to protect is the kind and stubborn little boy Wei Zixi, and my little brother Xi Weizhi who has always protected me. Who are you?"
"You are the High Priest of the Divine Realm who has been plotting against me behind my back. You are Wei Zixi who has repeatedly tried to kill my loved ones. I have never known this Wei Zixi, so how could you have made such a promise?"
Wei Zixi narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Xiyue, do you really think I won't kill you?"
"I don't know if you will kill me!" Xi Yue said in a calm but firm voice, "I only know that if you want to kill Ji Mingyu, kill me first!"
Wei Zixi’s face was very pale, very pale, which only made his eyebrows, eyes, black hair, and blood-red lips stand out more.
This is a man who looks like a beautiful woman, so stunning and charming, so weak and harmless.
However, everyone knows how cruel and vicious this man is, and how powerful and terrifying his strength and methods are.
The light on the Haotian Scepter was dyed red, and the purple scepter slowly turned into an invisible blade of light, which was held in his palm.
As long as this blade of light is released, not only Xi Yue, but also Ji Mingyu behind her and even the entire mirage will be destroyed.
This does not mean that Wei Zixi is so strong.
But it was because he was holding the Haotian Divine Scepter in his hand.
One of the only four sacred artifacts in the world.
The man's slender fingers were stained with blood. He slowly loosened the light blade in his hand, and the light blade flew towards Xi Yue.
There was a flash of determination in Xi Yue's eyes, but she did not retreat at all and thrust out with the Lishui sword in her hand without hesitation.
She knew that she and Ji Mingyu would die today.
Facing Wei Zixi and the Haotian Divine Staff, she had no chance of winning, but even if she had no chance of winning, she would fight to the death.
The Lishui sword that she thrust out was attached to 90% of her spiritual power.
After the Origin of Wood was unsealed again, she recovered to the Mahayana stage, and was at the peak of the Mahayana stage, only one step away from entering the god level.
But she still closed her eyes in despair, waiting for pain and death to come, because she had no chance of winning.
However, the expected feeling of pain did not appear, instead I heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
Xi Yue opened her eyes in surprise, and then her pupils suddenly contracted.
I saw that the red light blade in Wei Zixi's hand had disappeared without a trace at some point.
Her body felt no pain, and the blade of light did not pierce her body.
But her sword pierced Wei Zixi's chest.
Blood flowed slowly along the blade of the Lishui Sword, dripping onto the ground.
There was dead silence in the empty sixth floor.
Wei Zixi also lowered his head to look at the Lishui sword on his chest and laughed softly. His voice was always lazy and magnetic, but at this moment, it became hoarse as he laughed, as if it would break at any time.
"Xi Yue, it turns out that you really will kill me!"
"So you really want me to die!"
"Xiyue, I thought I had finally found the only person in the world who cared about me, believed in me, and would never give up on me. But it turned out that everything was just a lie!"
Xi Yue's hand held the Lishui Sword steadily, but cold sweat oozed from her palms. She looked at the smiling man in front of her in shock, and felt that he seemed very sad, even sadder than when he was crying.
Thinking of the weak boy buried at the bottom of the pit, and the stubborn boy who had been with her for so long, Xi Yue felt pity. (To be continued)