Some people live their whole lives without even knowing how they die.
The person he is talking about is probably Hongren.
From the time he discovered that this "Chagosuba" was wrong to the time his Nascent Soul was shattered and he died, it took no more than three breaths. He had no time to think about the cause of his death.
“Tick-tick…”
The still boiling hot blood poured down from the head of Master Hongren, whose eyes were still wide open with fear, staining his already deep red monk robe and the cushion beneath him red, and flowed towards the direction of the temple door.
But when it flowed to within three feet of the curtain, it seemed to be blocked by something invisible and turned into a pool of blood.
Jianchou's gaze lingered on the pool of blood for a long time, or rather, lingered on something that blocked the pool of blood for a long time, before he looked at the figure that had walked around the curtain.
Thank you, Buchen.
The formation he set up was so subtle that even she didn't notice it when she came in just now.
With Jianchou's current cultivation level and the fact that he came well prepared, it would be no problem for him to kill a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator instantly.
But she didn't expect that Xie Buchen's formation was activated almost at the same time she attacked Hongren. Under the attack of the two, Hongren, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, had no power to resist and was unable to move in an instant.
Then she brought down her palm and searched his soul.
After the soul search was over, Xie Buchen's formation suddenly closed.
The other person was outside and didn't even come in. He just slapped through the curtain and hit in exactly the moment Jianchou withdrew his hand.
Even if Hongren is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his mind and soul are controlled by Jianchou, so what can be done to him
In the blink of an eye, it became the bloody scene we see now.
Jianchou's eyes twitched slightly, and he praised him half-seriously, "Fellow Daoist Xie's attainments in formation are truly superb, without any traces."
"When I arrived, he hadn't arrived yet, so I had a little free time. I made some arrangements first to ensure everything would go well." Xie Buchen said calmly, looking at her, "I wonder what the result of Daoist Jianchou's soul search was?"
"Everything you want to know is known now."
When this was mentioned, Jianchou couldn't help but frown. It was obvious that the situation he got from the soul search was not optimistic.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the bright dress stained with a little blood. She reached out and pulled it, then threw the inappropriate clothes to the ground, revealing the plain moon-white robe underneath.
When Xie Buchen saw this, he didn't think it was too obvious.
Because if the plan went well, they would leave the temple tonight, and even if they left traces, they would not be afraid of being discovered. Moreover, at this moment, they needed to leave traces deliberately.
Both he and Jianchou tacitly agreed not to use the black energy to kill people again.
The reason is no other than
There is a skill to framing someone.
Last night, Jianchou killed Master Hongren, and Xie Buchen slaughtered forty temple mages. In addition to the killing themselves, they also wanted to sow discord between the Snow Region Temple and the ancient god Shao Ji.
But if they kill people in this way again today, they will definitely reveal their traces.
Because today, they would leave after killing someone, and it was only a matter of time before they were suspected. If Hongren died in the same way as those people last night, even a fool would know that they were the ones who did it.
Xie Buchen knew his plan well. Although Jianchou had never talked to him about it, he knew it very well.
After throwing away her robe, she picked up the Burning Lamp Sword in her hand with a serious expression.
"Ten days later, the god Shao Ji will return from the extreme region."
"The Xinmi will then hold a ceremony to heal the monks injured in the previous fight and strengthen the cultivation of others. When the ceremony is completed, the Eight Directions Yama Palace of the Extreme Region will join the Snow Region Secret Sect—"
"Attack from both sides and bloodbath the Central Region."
Ten days later
Xie Buchen had expected to find out some big news today, but he never thought it would be more serious and more terrifying than he expected. He didn't know much about the so-called "ancient descendants" and "gods", but judging from the clues, this should be the reason for the sudden increase in the strength of the Snow Region monks.
"Attack from both sides, bloodbath in the Central Region..."
His two cold brows also frowned, and after a brief thought, he had an idea in his mind.
"Then you and I must return as soon as possible. Time is so urgent. I am afraid that the meeting will still be going on in ten days. The cultivators move like the wind and thunder. Once they start fighting, it will be unstoppable. If the Central Region is not prepared at all, I am afraid it will suffer a great loss."
Jianchou understood the logic behind what he said.
Although she had not experienced the previous "Yin Yang World War" that almost swept across the entire 19 continents, she was very clear about the fighting between cultivators.
The outcome can be decided in a matter of breaths, let alone a sneak attack that is well prepared
Now, whether it is Kunwu or Yashan, they are just suspicious of the movements in the Snow Region, but they don’t think that the situation has become so serious.
If Xinmi really succeeds, the consequences will be disastrous.
In other words, there is absolutely nothing wrong with what Xie Buchen said, "go back as soon as possible."
But at this moment, there was a hint of hesitation between Jianchou's brows.
Xie Buchen saw it easily: "Daoyou Jianchou, do you have any other ideas?"
"Dharma King Baojing, one of the three great Dharma Kings of the New Esoteric Buddhism, was severely injured by his own dakini Yangjin and Dharma King Liyan of the Old Esoteric Buddhism in the fight against the Old Esoteric Buddhism a while ago, and his cultivation was severely damaged."
Jianchou glanced at him and expressed his thoughts without any hesitation.
"The Dharma King is a great power in the Return to Void Stage. With our abilities, we dare not confront him head-on. But his current cultivation is only slightly stronger than Hongren. Tonight, he wants to use Mingfei to practice and heal his injuries."
"You want to take action?"
Her words were so clear, it was impossible for Xie Buchen not to guess what she was thinking.
"I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to kill a Return to Void master for another hundred years."
After Jianchou finished speaking, he didn't care about Xie Buchen's reaction. He glanced at the blood in the curtain and directly activated the "Ride the Wind" Taoist seal. He quietly hid in the wind and went towards the Dharma King's Palace in the west.
Just like the killing of Hongren last night, the death of Master Hongren tonight would not be discovered immediately.
After all, in order to prevent the Dharma King Baojing from knowing that he had secretly intercepted his consort, Hongren acted extremely carefully. He did not tell anyone except his trusted disciples. He only told people that he was going to go into seclusion and ordered that no one should disturb him.
In other words, she had enough time to kill King Baojing before anyone discovered what had happened.
Xie Buchen also knew why she dared to do this, but when he saw her disappear into the wind after she finished speaking, his brows still frowned slightly.
The Nascent Soul leaves the body and returns to emptiness.
The difference between them is not just a realm. From the Nascent Soul to the Out-of-Body, crossing the "heart-searching tribulation" is a qualitative change, and then the body is transformed into the heart. If you reach the Return to the Void, everyone will call you "great".
Even if his cultivation has been damaged, this Dharma King Baojing might not be so easy to deal with.
If you want to be absolutely sure, you should never kill this person at this time.
Reason also told him that he should not go with Jianchou.
But after standing there for a while, the light in Xie Buchen's eyes flickered, like the stars in the universe, going against the current, and finally he concealed his breath to the extreme and followed quietly.
When he came closer, Jianchou noticed it.
But it was as if she had already known his choice. She was not surprised at all, but instead felt a little dreadful.
Coming to a dangerous place like the Snow Region, who wouldn’t have two trump cards and two amulets in hand
But along the way, she never showed it, and neither did Xie Buchen. No matter what they encountered, the means they used were ordinary, as if they dared to enter the Snow Region only because of their ability and they were very confident in themselves.
In fact, these methods are all reserved for the other party!
God knows what Xie Buchen was planning by following him
Although Jianchou was afraid, he did not hesitate to do so. Instead, he seemed to trust Xie Buchen very much. He did not pay any attention to him and instead increased his pace.
Something happened last night, so there are a lot more monks patrolling outside tonight.
Although it seemed like superficial work, it was undoubtedly a pipe dream to walk through the entire temple as easily as last night. But for Jianchou and Xie Buchen, this inspection was no problem.
It took a little longer than expected, but the two of them finally arrived at the Dharma King's Palace quickly.
This is the tallest hall in the entire Snow Region, except for the Saint Hall.
There were more people patrolling outside, but fewer people here. I don't think anyone would dare to attack the King of Dharma in this snowy area.
So when Jianchou followed Hongren's memory and came up, he didn't see a single person.
Today in Xinmi, there are only three Dharma Kings left, also known as the "Three Treasures Dharma Kings".
Among them, Dharma King Baojing had the lowest cultivation level, and he entered the Return to Void stage just before the war between Yin and Yang realms; Dharma King Baoping had a medium cultivation level among the three, but Hongren was not sure at what level; the last one was Dharma King Baoyin, who had the highest cultivation level, and was named "Baoyin" because he held the Seal of Hou Tu.
The mirror of heaven, the seal of earth, and the command of all living beings.
These three items are the top-notch treasures of the Nineteen Continents. Legend has it that they are the companion treasures of the entire Nineteen Continents. They are created by heaven and earth and possess immense power.
Huang Tian Jian has always been in the Central Region, and is managed by Kunwu and Yashan in turn;
The living beings were stranded in the southern region. It was said that someone had seen it at the turn of the ancient and modern times, but it disappeared afterwards.
As for the Hou Tu Seal, it originally belonged to Buddhism. Later, the Zen and Esoteric Buddhism split, and Buddhism moved northward. During the struggle, the seal fell into the hands of the Esoteric Buddhism, and is now controlled by the New Esoteric Buddhism.
Jianchou had witnessed the horror of Huang Tianjian with his own eyes.
In front of the Kunwu Zhutian Hall, Fudao Shanren brought down a mirror, almost wiping out the entire Jianzhu Sect, shocking everyone in the area and making the heroes silent. With the high level of cultivation of the Fairy Zhuxin, she was killed in a flash, and had no power to fight back.
If the one who was seriously injured today was the Dharma King Baoyin who wielded the Seal of Hou Tu, she would definitely not dare to go.
But fortunately, the seriously injured Dharma King Baojing happened to be the one with the lowest cultivation level, and the other two Dharma Kings, after the god Shao Ji went to the Jiyu Territory, both left their Nascent Soul bodies and went to the Jiyu Territory, probably to discuss important matters.
This is a perfect opportunity to take action, how can Jianchou miss it
The side hall where Dharma King Baojing resides is in the Dharma King's Hall. Outside it are two layers of formations that look quite sophisticated and complicated. She discovered it as soon as she arrived.
Xie Buchen, who was following closely behind her, naturally had good eyesight and saw it clearly.
The two men didn't waste any time talking, each looking for a gap to break through the formation. At the same time, they were also very foresighted and made some adjustments to the formation, so that if a fight really broke out and the noise was too loud, it would have a somewhat concealing effect.
It was about half a minute later that they passed through the formation.
As a result, some of the tiny sounds in the hall that were originally blocked by the formation were transmitted to the ears of the two people intermittently. The moment they heard it clearly, Jianchou's face turned unhappy.
It’s Sangyang.
"Dharma, Dharma King, I..."
"Why, scared?"
"No, no, ever since Sangyang could remember, he has been looking forward to devoting himself to the Buddha. He only hopes that one day he can enter the holy temple and admire the supreme Dharma. Today, I am very happy to receive the initiation from you, the Dharma King."
"Hahaha, the Buddha will know your sincerity..."
Then, a low cry of surprise came from inside.
It was still Sangyang’s voice.
She seemed to be frightened by the King of Dharma's action. There was some timidity and fear in her voice, but she did not resist. Instead, there was a hint of surprise like a little girl.
Of course Xie Buchen also heard it clearly.
While he concealed his breath, he turned his head and glanced at Jianchou. It was obvious that he had anticipated her intention to come here and kill King Baojing.
There was only a rare kind of pity on his lips.
This pity was not for Sang Yang, the person in the hall who had warmly welcomed them in the inn, but for Jianchou who came to save Sang Yang at this moment.
The fingers holding the Lantern Sword clenched quietly.
There was a shallow vertical wrinkle on Jianchou's brow. She noticed Xie Buchen's gaze, but did not look back. She just walked up silently with a sullen expression.
The two doors of the main hall were ajar, but not tightly closed, and one could easily see inside through the gap.
The little girl who once stood behind the wooden cabinet of the inn and looked at them with surprise, now had her dress mostly peeled off and her collar half loose, revealing herself completely to the Dharma King Baojing in front of her.
Dharma King Baojing still looks like a young man, with a tough look and a hint of evil in his features.
Having reached this state, his aura should be strong and restrained, even unnoticeable. But his aura, although strong, was scattered and overflowing, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.
Although he spoke softly to Sang Yang, seemingly different from Hongren, Hongren and the others, his eyes when he looked at Sang Yang did not contain any sympathy or compassion.
Just like, looking at some inanimate objects!
When Sang Yang's legs went weak and he fell, he had already caught her in his arms, with a sneer on his purple lips: "Are you so impatient?"
"I, I..."
Sang Yang was a little scared, but more of her was shy about the skin contact at this moment. Her fair face was suddenly covered with red clouds and she couldn't even finish her words.
Jianchou watched secretly and his brows furrowed even deeper.
If she had come here just to save Sang Yang, she would have turned around and left after seeing this scene, unwilling to take any more risks. But at this moment, she had another purpose.
If one of the three Dharma Kings were to be missing, the strength of the Snow Region would be greatly weakened. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
She finally calmed herself down, completely withdrawing her attention from Sang Yang and focusing on the Dharma King Baojing. At the same time, she also concealed her breath more carefully and approached the hall.
Although the opponent's strength was severely damaged, it was indeed not weak.
Jianchou didn't act immediately, and neither did Xie Buchen. They were waiting for a suitable opportunity.
For Dharma King Baojing, this was just an extraordinary day compared to usual days.
Maybe the only difference is the injuries on his body.
In the past, when he and his consort were performing initiation ceremonies or practicing dual cultivation, he was the high and mighty Dharma King of the Mirror. But today, not only has his cultivation and soul been damaged, but a fellow disciple also died mysteriously last night, forcing him to act cautiously, and even activate the formation outside.
But even so, he did not take it lightly.
The setback he suffered on his concubine was so severe and cruel that he dared not relax when facing this ordinary girl who was unarmed and had no cultivation at all. He divided his mind and guarded against her every move, and also paid attention to the movement of the entire formation...
It was not until he completely entered the body of this Mingfei that his nerves, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed quietly.
Because of the serious injury, the scattered and mixed Buddha power flowed from his meridians into Sangyang's body, and naturally became a little more refined. It was then absorbed back by him between his movements, and this cycle continued.
After a while, a hint of red appeared on his face, and he was already immersed in it.
Sang Yang, who was held in his arms and sitting in front of him, was overwhelmed by this strange feeling. She felt as if her whole body did not belong to her. Her hands and feet were sore and weak, and her whole body was slightly cold.
But she knew nothing about cultivation and just thought that this was how it was.
So he suppressed the feeling and instead of crying out, he responded devoutly.
The tender body blossomed under his own ravages, and King Baojing was almost completely immersed in the joy of recovering his cultivation bit by bit and the pleasure of lust.
He just felt that his condition kept rising, rising...
But just when the Buddha's power was about to successfully complete a great circulation, an extremely ominous premonition suddenly struck his heart, causing him to open his slightly closed eyes!
At this moment, the bright lights in the hall suddenly dimmed!
A touch of light green, like a bean, emerged from the darkness!
When Dharma King Baojing first saw the light and felt the seemingly ordinary aura, he broke out in a cold sweat almost the moment he saw it!
Even though his cultivation was damaged, he was still a cultivator in the Return to Void Stage, and his basic reaction speed was still there.
At this critical moment, without even thinking twice, he directly threw Sang Yang, who was in his arms, out!
"ah!"
Sang Yang's mind was completely dizzy, and she had no idea what was happening. She felt like she was thrown out. She screamed in fear while in mid-air.
That bean-sized green light looks ordinary, but its speed is extremely fast!
Sang Yang was thrown out at the right position, blocking the path of the green light, and was about to be hit. But who would have thought that at this moment, the green light would pass through Sang Yang's body as if it were nothing!
As Sangyang's body rolled to the ground, the green light had already arrived in front of King Baojing!
A completely unexpected scene!
The cultivation of the Dharma King Baojing was already very limited, so how could he react in such a short moment? Not to mention that Jianchou's cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage was so profound, and the origin of this bean-green light was even more extraordinary!
He didn't even have time to dodge before the green light went straight into his forehead!
At first it was just like being hit by a drop of water, nothing felt.
But at the moment when the green light penetrated, it felt like being stabbed by something sharp, and it hurt extremely!
The bean-green light spread out surprisingly quickly, like the madly growing roots of a big tree. In just a breath, it formed a net that dragged the heavens and the earth, covering the entire Nascent Soul and soul of Dharma King Baojing!
The sound of screams rang out immediately!
Dharma King Baojing's cultivation had already been damaged, and his mind was even more confused at this moment.
Jianchou's sneak attack this time was very precise. After firing that green light, she did not retreat, but instead rode the wind and rushed forward, aiming at the Dharma King Baojing and drawing her sword directly!
The artistic conception that she had previously comprehended in the Sea of Tomorrow's Stars was instantly attached to the Deer-Cutting Knife. As she moved, the shocking sword energy slashed out!
At the critical moment of life and death, how could Dharma King Baojing care about the green light that penetrated into his spiritual sea of consciousness
He didn't have time to think at all, and subconsciously raised his hands. With a loud shout, he pulled his hands to both sides, and thousands of silver lights appeared immediately, converging into a huge silver mirror!
He raised his hands high in the air, and it looked like he was holding the silver mirror!
The Dharma King of Precious Mirror, the Precious Mirror that reflects the sky!
To activate this magic mirror, one must have at least the out-of-body level of cultivation.
With the remaining cultivation level of Dharma King Baojing, he should not have had the spare strength to launch this attack. However, his realm was still there, and he was facing a life-and-death crisis, so his latent strength was stimulated. This was unexpected.
Although Jianchou knew about this from Hongren's memory, he had never faced it in person, so he was a little surprised at this moment.
But her reaction speed is never slower than anyone else!
When she realized what this thing was, she did not hesitate to use the momentum of the wind to move three inches to the side while rushing forward!
Almost at the same time!
Two terrifying sword auras that were exactly the same as the one Jianchou used to draw her sword earlier flew past her shoulders like beams of light that were hit back!
A deep wound that could be seen to the bone immediately appeared on her shoulder, and blood was flowing!
"when!"
Under the impact of this huge sword energy, the Deer-Cutting Knife flew out of his hand and fell to the ground beside him!
It turned out that after her sword energy hit the opponent's silver mirror, it was bounced back without any damage, and even "delivered" one more time!
Jianchou could see clearly that the extra sword energy came from the silver mirror!
No matter what attack hits this silver mirror, it will be reproduced exactly on the mirror surface and then reflected back to the attacker, giving him a taste of his own medicine!
If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, her head would have been chopped off by her own sword energy!
It can be said that her ability to dodge was somewhat due to luck.
But Xie Buchen, who was standing behind her, didn't seem to be so lucky. Although the sword energy had weakened a bit when passing Jianchou, his position was exactly right, and he was hit by the two sword energies!
Originally, it was Jianchou who searched Hongren's soul. Xie Buchen had only heard of the abilities of this Dharma King Baojing, but he naturally didn't know as much about his specific appearance as Jianchou.
Therefore, although he was a little behind Jianchou, his reaction speed could not catch up with Jianchou.
What's more, his cultivation was even weaker, so facing these two sword auras, he had no way to avoid them!
He didn't even have time to dodge!
Two identical "drawing sword" auras fell on Xie Buchen almost at the same time. But an unexpected scene appeared -
At this moment of life and death, two sword energies slashed at him, but did not leave any trace at all.
There was only a pure snow-white light that flashed gently, carrying a vague sense of vicissitudes of life that was undoubtedly a sign of ambition to conquer the world, and then disappeared in an instant.
Xie Buchen stood there intact, without a scratch!
It’s a pity that although Jianchou was aware of this scene, with a powerful enemy at hand, he really couldn’t spare the time to think about it carefully, nor did he have the time to pay attention to it.
After avoiding two fatal wounds that would have formed into sword energy, she was still running fast.
The Deer-Cutting Knife was lost, but the Lamp-Burning Sword was unsheathed in an instant!
She didn't necessarily want to kill this King of the Precious Mirror, but she wanted to find a glimmer of hope for the green light that had already penetrated into the acupoint between his eyebrows!
The entire deep black sword was immediately filled with warm yellow light.
In this dark hall where all the lights had been turned off, Jianchou stretched out his sword, and it was as if a dim lamp had been lit at that moment, filling the entire hall with the smell of fireworks.
The silver mirror held high was originally used by the King of Precious Mirror under extreme circumstances.
Treasures are extraordinary, so using them naturally requires a lot of effort. After resisting and counterattacking Jianchou's sword-drawing move just now, he already understood it, not to mention the backlash from the Zhaotian Treasure Mirror at this moment.
Before the Jianchou sword arrived, the silver mirror shattered!
With a "puff" sound, King Baojing spat out a mouthful of blood.
As the silver light scattered across the sky, he could only see the long sword that was being handed to him through the illusory smoke and fire in the hall. Such a simple shape, such a full sense of Zen...
And there is also the atmosphere of fireworks that pulls people into the mundane world at this moment!
"The Burning Lamp Sword!" Shock finally appeared in his eyes, "You and Zen—"
"boom!"
Before he could finish his words, the green light deep in his mind that had been resisted by his Nascent Soul suddenly increased!
Just like the falling spring rain, countless tender buds began to grow, and one after another, the grass tips with a bright green glow, like sharp blades piercing through bubbles, penetrated into the Nascent Soul!
The pupils of Dharma King Baojing dilated at this moment.
All the memories of more than a thousand years of cultivation, all the scenes that he still remembered or had forgotten, flashed quickly in the overwhelming smoke and fire before his eyes, and then suddenly darkened!
Extinguished, the old past;
The ambition I once had is extinguished;
Extinguished, all the good that has been annihilated and the evil that has been magnified...
The burning sword burns the past and leaves only ashes.
When he suddenly closed his eyes powerlessly, the Dharma King Baojing only saw a little ashes falling quietly after the lamp went out, just like his life that was about to vanish into thin air...
The light in the ancestral orifice had turned into a deep green, instantly destroying his Nascent Soul and soul.
The face that originally had a bit of evil in it was completely frozen in time. He died without knowing why, without even knowing where his opponent came from!
Even if the monks in the Snow Region had reincarnation, that was only when their souls were not annihilated. In this situation now, even if a Daluo Immortal came, he would be completely dead.
The tip of the Jianchou Randeng sword was still stuck between the eyebrows of King Baojing.
This sneak attack was extremely swift and dangerous. The scar on her shoulder was still slowly healing, but her back was already covered in cold sweat.
Gazing at the Dharma King Baojing who had already passed away, she was unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
Only Sang Yang, who had just fallen to the ground, reacted belatedly at this moment.
Seeing that Jianchou was holding a sword against the supreme King Baojing in the entire Snow Region, she didn't think much about it. She just picked up the Deer-cutting Knife that happened to fall not far from her and stabbed Jianchou with it!
“Puff!”
The seemingly blunt-edged deer-cutting knife pierced into Jianchou's back almost instantly!
The tip of the knife pierced through the right shoulder blade, carrying with it a bead of hot blood, and came out from the chest, dyed red with blood, so bright that it was blinding!
The pain was unfamiliar.
But the knife was familiar.
At this moment, Jianchou lowered her eyes and looked at the tip of the knife, feeling strangely confused. The first thing that flashed through her mind was Xie Buchen's plan, but the next moment, she knew it was impossible.
If Xie Buchen was plotting against her behind her back, how could he not know that she was practicing the "Human Device" and just attack her with such a simple blow
Although the wound was severe, she could not die.
So the most unlikely thing became possible.
There was even a hint of stagnation in Jianchou's movements when he turned around.
Sang Yang seemed frightened, her fair face was splattered with blood, she looked so innocent and helpless. She let go of her hand immediately as if she was burned, staggered back a few steps, extremely panicked.
"Cha, Chaguo sister..."
The little girl in front of me is both familiar and unfamiliar.
It is still this face and these eyes that are familiar, clean and pure, like the sky over the snowy area; but what is unfamiliar is the blood on her face and the disapproval hidden beneath the fear in her eyes.
Jianchou just looked at her like that, and at that moment he actually felt something absurd.
The question she had considered before came to her mind again: in this snowy land, almost everyone is a believer of the temple. She felt that others suffered, but they were happy with it; she drew her sword to save them, but they did not need her to save them, and even turned against her...
"I, I just..."
Being stared at like this by Jianchou, Qiaguo felt as if she had done something wrong, and for no reason she felt that she could not bear such a look. But what had she done wrong
"You, you are crazy. How dare you disrespect the King of France?!"
When such words came out of Sang Yang's mouth, his voice still had a bit of the sweetness of spring water, but to people's ears, it sounded so sharp and abrupt.
There was really no expression on Jianchou's face.
Xie Buchen had not expected such a scene to happen. After hearing this, he frowned, drew out the Human Emperor Sword, and swung it towards Sang Yang.
This sword was written lightly and casually.
He didn't waste any spiritual energy, nor did he make any unnecessary expressions. He was even too lazy to keep his gaze on Sang Yang for a moment. He had no emotion at all and was extremely indifferent.
Sang Yang seemed to be about to say something, but the moment he was hit by the sword from a distance, his eyes were already dimmed.
A touch of bright red appeared between the eyebrows.
She opened her mouth and stretched out her hand, but in the end no sound came out and her whole body fell limply to the ground.
The gorgeous robe, which had not yet been completely removed, fluttered down and covered her body, leaving only a pair of blood-stained bare feet.
A pair of empty, lifeless eyes, still as bright and pure as when I first met them in the inn that day.
As the sword was sheathed and the pitch-black blade of the Human Emperor Sword gradually sank into the sheath, there was a slight humming sound, just like the sound of blood flowing in the hall.
Xie Buchen stared at Jianchou, his voice was as calm and ruthless as his sword, almost cruel.
"I told you, you can't save me."