Wutan saw all of this but didn't say anything. Since Kong Hanqing had decided to kill him, he naturally would not show mercy.
The knot in his heart was untied. Wutan's heart was calmer than ever before. He walked forward step by step with an expressionless face. The power of wood gushed out, constantly repairing his injuries. When he came to a hundred feet away from Kong Hanqing, the scars on his body had basically scabbed over.
Kong Hanqing took a deep look at his father, who was now gray-haired, and felt sad and desolate. Then his gaze turned and fell on Wutan in the distance.
These were two looks that carried a breath of death, with a hint of determination flashing within them!
"Father, I know you love me very much, but I have to do this, because even if I admit defeat, I won't live long. The killing puppet has already consumed my vitality. Now the only thing I can do is to kill this man, avenge Brother Chong, and eliminate a great scourge for you!"
Silently speaking these words in his heart, Kong Hanqing stared at Wutan with dead eyes, and said lightly: "Wuttan, I have predicted my ending today, but even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me."
His tone was extremely calm, without a trace of anger or murderous intent, but it made people feel scared. The little devil was the best proof. As he spoke these words, he unnoticeably distanced himself from Kong Hanqing.
"Buried with him?"
Wu Tian shook his head and said, "Kong Hanqing, I admit that you are very strong and you are one of the best among your peers. I have even seen many geniuses who are far inferior to you, such as my little follower."
"Wu...Li Feng, you bastard, are you looking for death?" When he saw that he was involved, especially when he heard Wutan say that he was worse than Kong Hanqing, Cang Zheng immediately cursed.
Wu Tian ignored him, looking at Kong Hanqing expressionlessly, and said calmly: "Don't get me wrong, I mean he is not as good as you in some aspects, such as your infatuation, but in terms of strength and background, you can't compare with him at all."
"Really?" Kong Hanqing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Cang Zheng carefully for a moment, but didn't see anything, so he couldn't help but sneer.
Cang Zheng was not angry, and even acted as if he didn't see it, and continued chatting with Sikong Yanran.
Because he knew that as long as he started a conversation, he would definitely be dragged in. He was not so idle that he had no time to spare. It was such a pleasant thing to sip the fragrant tea and watch the small show. Why should he get involved
"You want to kill me? Then go ahead! Let me see what you are capable of."
Wutan did not explain much and went straight to the point. He did not mean to be provocative, but to Kong Hanqing's ears, it sounded like naked contempt.
The expression on Kong Hanqing's face was clear at a glance, but Wu Tian ignored it. It didn't matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not. He then glanced at the little devil who had been watching coldly from the side and said, "I don't want to waste any more time. You too."
“What a big mouth!”
The little devil was a very strong-willed person. He could not withstand such stimulation. The momentum he had been accumulating for a long time suddenly exploded, and overnight, like Kong Hanqing, his cultivation level soared to the great perfection stage.
"Kong Hanqing can't kill you, so I will. In less than ten moves, I will take your life!" The little devil was dressed in cold clothes and looked like a domineering man. He grabbed in the air with his big hand, and a sharp blade suddenly appeared. It was dark purple in color, and the power of elements surged. The blade hummed and trembled, and a large area of void was annihilated in an instant!
"This is Wang Fan's imperial weapon, the Demon-Slaying Blade!"
"It seems that Wang Fan has put a lot of thought into killing Li Feng. Not only did he forcibly raise his cultivation to the Great Perfection Stage, he also gave the Demon Killing Blade, which he valued as his life, to the little demon king!"
"You are talking nonsense. If Li Feng wins first place, 30 billion essences, even if the Eternal Casino pays with its pants, it may not be enough. Even if it is enough, it will never recover from this. I don't know how many years it will take to recover."
The crowd in the distance was talking, which made Wang Fan blush. He was angry but dared not vent it.
"Demon Slayer Blade, that's a good name, but I don't know if ghosts will like it."
Wutan put his hands behind his back, his eyes thoughtful. The people of the two legions were both very powerful, but in comparison, the Dark Legion was slightly inferior. After all, the Sword Sealer's Heart Sword could improve his cultivation by one small realm, so he had to find a way to expand the Dark Legion first, especially the powerful ones in the five perfection stages such as ghosts and spirits, and the Imperial Army was undoubtedly the quickest way.
"How dare you be absent-minded in front of me? Humph! Well, I'll take this opportunity to kill you with ease, and then kill Kong Hanqing. Then I can become the number one in this year's Shadow Guard competition!"
The little devil sneered in his heart, and with a flash of his figure, he approached Wutan unnoticed with the Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand. To his surprise, even when he was almost there, this person didn't react at all, as if he didn't see it.
“Go to hell!”
Upon seeing this, the little devil grinned grimly, and the Demon-killing Blade in his hand suddenly revived fully. The power of the imperial soldier shocked all living beings within a thousand miles. The terrifying edge tore through the void, and stabbed madly at Wujitian's lower abdomen at lightning speed!
"I've been waiting for you." Wutan suddenly looked up, his eyes full of mockery. His hands, which were behind his back a moment ago, quickly covered his lower abdomen at an extremely strange speed.
"Not good!" The little devil's face changed drastically when he heard this. He knew he had been fooled. Just as he was about to retract the Demon-Slaying Blade, he suddenly felt as if the Demon-Slaying Blade was fixed by something and could not move at all.
After a closer look, even the usually daring little devil Ren couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body at this moment. He saw a big hand firmly grasping the blade of the Demon-Slaying Blade. The power of the imperial soldier was shocking, but it did not tear the big hand apart. Only a trickle of blood kept flowing out from between the blade and the big hand!
"How is it possible to hold the Demon-Slaying Blade with bare hands?!" the little devil was horrified.
The mountain range that was originally bustling with voices suddenly became silent. Everyone's mouth was wide open, big enough to fit an egg in. It was filled with incredible emotion!
In fact, they should have discovered this long ago. When fighting with the Killing Puppet before, Wutan basically fought with his bare hands. Although the Killing Puppet was not as sharp as the Demon-Slaying Blade, it was still equivalent to an imperial weapon.
How could the quality of his physical body be so bad if he could collide with the killing puppet for such a long time? It is very common for him to block the Demon-killing Blade with his bare hands. It is a pity that they overlooked this point before.
Perhaps Cang Zheng was the only normal person at the scene, drinking tea leisurely. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of doubt in his eyes, which is also the doubt that has always been in his heart.
Logically speaking, this bastard Wutan possesses the Hand of God, and the Demon-Slaying Blade could not possibly hurt him at all. His fists should not have been injured in the previous battle with the Killing Puppet, but all these things happened, and it was clearly laid out before him.
"Could it be... Could it be that the bastard Wu Tian took off the Hand of God? That's right, it must be like this!"
When Cang Zheng thought of this, an inexplicable anger surged in his heart like a volcanic eruption. With a bang, he slammed the coffee table with his palm and stood up suddenly. The coffee table, teapot and teacup turned into powder!
Staring at Wu Tian, Cang Zheng angrily cursed: "Li Feng, you bastard, you actually took off the hand of God, can you not be so arrogant, don't you know that there are always higher mountains than other mountains, if you encounter a difficult strong man, your hands will be useless, you careless bastard, do you want to piss me off to death!"
"Well!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned, even Wutan, who looked at Cang Zheng in confusion. What was wrong with this guy today? He actually cared about him, and he truly felt this concern, which came from the bottom of his heart.
However, he always felt that Cang Zheng's tone and appearance seemed to be a little too caring, very much like the care between lovers.
Could it be that as he had thought before, Cang Zheng really had a penchant for homosexuality? Thinking of this, Wu Tian couldn't help but shudder, with goose bumps all over his body.
"What's wrong with me? Why am I so out of control?" Feeling the gazes from all around him, Cang Zheng was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and a faint blush appeared on his face.
"Humph! You can do whatever you want, it's none of my business."
After Cang Zheng finished speaking, he turned his head and looked away, as if he was hiding something or thinking about something. He didn't even notice the four violent apes and the gold-eating rats laughing in his arms.
There were only two people at the scene who did not lose their minds because of this. They were Kong Hanqing and the Little Devil. When they saw Wu Tian's expressions, they looked at each other tacitly, reached a consensus in an instant, and shouted together.
“Go to hell!”
All the strength in his body poured into his arms like a torrent. The little devil took a step forward, and before he could react, the Demon-Slaying Blade suddenly broke away from Wutan's hand and stabbed towards his lower abdomen at a rapid speed!
Originally, there was only an inch of distance between the Demon-Slaying Blade and his lower abdomen. Coupled with the sudden attack from the little devil, Wutan had no time to react at all. With a "puff" sound, the sharp edge of the Demon-Slaying Blade sank into his lower abdomen!
A flash of blood!
The terrifying power of the imperial soldiers was like countless sharp blades entering the body, causing flesh to burst and blood to splatter on the spot!
The little devil laughed wildly, and with a sudden force of his arm, the Demon-Slaying Blade penetrated deeper again, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, as if he had already seen the end of this useless guy's qi sea being destroyed!
However, the next moment, the smile on his face froze, because he was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, the Demon-Slaying Blade could not go any deeper!
Without thinking, the little devil drew out the Demon-Slaying Blade and retreated decisively. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. A fist as hard as divine iron landed on his chest with a bang. The little devil felt a powerful force like the ocean rushing into his body. His ribs were shattered on the spot, and even his internal organs were fatally damaged and torn into pieces!
"ah!"
With a scream, the little devil spat out a mouthful of blood, and like a meteorite, he crashed into a mountain range. The place exploded with a loud bang, rubble flew everywhere, and dust covered the sky!
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish now!" Wutan said coldly, ignoring the wound on his lower abdomen, he took a step forward. However, his target was not the little devil, but Kong Hanqing.
Wutan didn't care about Kong Hanqing's own strength, but the five killing puppets were so perverted and scary that he had to be wary if he didn't use external help.
The most important thing is that the killing puppet is a lifeless metal body. It does not feel pain and will not get tired!
And Kong Hanqing is the key. Only by killing her can the killing puppet stop reviving.
"Li Feng, you are too late, die!"
(End of this chapter)