Wan Teng Duming's face was cloudy and uncertain, he didn't expect to be dragged down by his son, and he led experts like Yin Jiuyou over.
"If I say that I didn't get the treasure book at all, would you believe me?" Wan Tu Duming said patiently.
"My father is telling the truth. We haven't seen Luo Podi at all, so how could we get the treasure book?" Wan Qizi exclaimed. She couldn't understand why her second brother, who had already fallen into the hands of the enemy, dragged herself and her father into the water.
Yin Jiuyou smiled darkly, "Guess, would I believe it?"
The Mormons have always been suspicious of each other, even if there is such suspicion, Yin Jiuyou will never let Wan Tiao Duming and his daughter go.
Of course Wan Teng Duming knew it, so he sighed helplessly: "Okay, since that's the case, I will hand over the treasure book, and hope you can spare my family's life..."
Wan Teng Zijin exclaimed: "Father, how could we..."
"Shut up!" Wan Tu Duming shouted loudly, "At this point, you are still thinking about the treasure book, don't you want your brother's life?"
Wan Qizi was dumbfounded.
Yin Jiuyou chuckled, and said, "Well said, as long as Brother Wancheng handed over the treasure book, I promise not to embarrass your family."
"That's all!" Wan Tu Duming stomped his feet, and immediately reached into his arms.
"Wait..."
Almost at the moment when Wan Teng Duming put his hands into his arms, Yin Jiuyou suddenly thought of something and hurriedly stopped him, but at the same moment, Wan Teng Duming sneered, and a fireball exploded in his arms. Burn the clothes on the chest and explode directly between the two of them!
Peng!
A ball of fireworks bloomed, separating the people at both ends.
Yin Jiuyou's roar and Wan Tuzijin's scream came at the same time.
Ghost shadows flickered, Yin Jiuyou rushed forward facing the fireworks, the ghostly sword shadow and the pounding sound of gang qi collided with each other, among the unpredictable figures in the sky, Yin Jiuyou laughed and said: "Wan Qi! Brother's mind is still cleverly changing, and his skill is better than before, but it's a pity that he is still no match for Yin!"
Wan Teng Duming said angrily: "We are brothers at the same time, why are we so hard to force each other?"
Wan Tuzi gave a coquettish scold, and also brandished his sword, stepping forward to pinch Yin Jiuyou.
It's just that Yin Jiuyou is not only skilled in swordsmanship, but also in body technique.
Since losing to the "Sword Lord" Li Muru in the last martial arts competition, he has been cultivating himself pervertedly during this period of time, making great progress in his swordsmanship, and facing the pincer attack of Wan Teng Duming's father and daughter, he didn't care at all.
While coping, Yin Jiuyou laughed and said, "Brother Wancheng is really stingy. How can Brother Wancheng think of taking possession of such treasures as the "Treasure Book of Heavenly Demons and Vientiane Treasures"? Mr. Ling knows the current affairs, and I believe Brother Wancheng For the sake of your son, you will hand over the treasure book, right? Otherwise, although the world is big, there will be no hiding place for you to be alone."
clang clang clang!
Dozens of sounds of weapons clashing came from outside the forest, judging from Wan Teng Zijin's exclamation and Wan Teng Duming's panting, it seemed that the two father and daughter together were no match for Yin Jiuyou.
Yin Jiuyou laughed again: "Brother Wancheng, you have been sitting on top of the court for too long. Even if you practice hard day and night, you can't beat the ghost sword in Yin's hand. Back then, your martial arts were inferior to mine. Today's difference Farther."
Wan Tengzi said with hatred: "Sect Master Yin, it's useless for you to force my father and daughter hard, we don't have any precious books with us..."
Yin Jiuyou sneered and said, "Yes or no, Yin has his own judgment, unless you and your father and daughter are arrested without a fight, and you will make a decision after asking Sect Master Nero!"
Thinking of the methods of Nero, the master of the Poison Sect, the father and daughter both turned pale and would not surrender no matter what.
Clang, clang, clang!
The sound of weapons clashing could not stop ringing in the forest.
Yin Jiuyou turned into ghosts all over the sky, constantly fighting the father and daughter.
Wan Teng Duming slammed Yin Jiuyou's sneak attack abruptly with a slap, and the attack was sudden and fierce. While suppressing Yin Jiuyou, he shouted: "Zijin, go!"
Wan Qizi cried out sadly: "Father..."
"Go!" Wan Tu Duming shouted angrily, "If you don't go, do you want to die together?"
Shen Chu'er in Lin Nei was horrified, this Yin Jiuyou's martial arts was so strong, even the famous "Wen Xiang" Wan Tu Duming joined forces with his daughter, he was not even a bit as good as him, so he couldn't help but look out.
At this time, Wan Qi Zijin's bamboo hat fell off, Huarong fled towards the dense forest in a pale manner, while Wan Qi Duming went all out to block Yin Jiuyou's fierce offensive.
When a person is about to die, his words are also good.
This Wan Tu Duming is insidious and cunning, unexpectedly he is a good father. In a critical situation, he would rather sacrifice himself than save his daughter's life.
Seeing that Wan Teng Zijin escaped tens of feet away, and Yin Jiuyou's swordsmanship was even more illusory, Wan Teng Duming, who was barely supporting himself, suddenly shouted: "Zi Jin, go quickly, don't let this villain get on you even if you die!" treasure book."
Shen Chu'er was astonished when she heard it, and then immediately knew Wan Tu Duming's intention.
At the same moment, Wan Tu Zijin, who was fleeing away, was hit even harder. Under the shock of his whole body, he couldn't lift his breath and fell to the ground.
Sure enough, Yin Jiuyou yelled sharply, forced Wan Teng Duming away with several swords in a row, and rushed towards Wan Teng's son Jin.
Wan Teng Duming, who escaped with his life, fled in the opposite direction with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
For Yin Jiuyou, the distance of tens of feet is just a few ups and downs.
The dejected Wan Tuo Zijin managed to escape another ten feet away, but was overtaken by Yin Jiuyou from behind, and a sword qi shot at her, piercing through her thigh, causing her to fall into the mud.
Wan Tengzijin, with disheveled hair and a ghostly appearance, screamed, turned around and crawled back from the mud, begging: "No, I didn't..."
Yin Jiuyou stepped forward slowly with his sword in hand, and said in a grim voice, "No? Nothing?"
Wan Zijin burst into tears and was so frightened that he didn't know what to say. He just kept shaking his head, "No... I really didn't... no..."
laugh!
How could Yin Jiuyou have the patience to reason with her, with a swipe of the horizontal sword, Wan Qizi spurted blood from his throat and fell to the ground on his back.
Yin Jiuyou ran over, searched carefully, and after a while, his whole body shook, "No, I got caught!"
After saying that, he stomped his feet fiercely, and chased in the direction where Wan Teng Duming escaped.
Only then did Shen Chu'er breathe a sigh of relief, and came to Wan Qizi's body.
snort!
It turned out that everything was false.
In this world, in the face of interests, anything can be sold, including one's own relatives...
Shen Chu'er's spiritual obsession with cleanliness makes her hate this kind of person. Since this world is like this, why should I protect it
Just like the landslide, how can a new world be created without destroying an old world
At this time, Wan Qi Zijin was facing up to the sky, holding her broken throat with both hands, and the blood kept gushing from the wound, choking back into the trachea, causing her extreme pain.
Even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save her life, her current struggle would only increase the pain before death.
Shen Chu'er squatted down slowly, looking at Wan Qizijin's purple-black face, the horror before death gave her a sense of revenge.
"Is it painful?" Shen Chuer asked softly.
Wan Zijin's eyes began to turn white, and he desperately grabbed Shen Chu'er with his right hand, his originally beautiful face became extremely ferocious.
"If you die, you will be free. Why do you struggle?" Shen Chu'er smiled softly, as if something had been figured out, and her face bloomed like a flower, "You killed your husband and were betrayed by your own father. Is there anyone worthy of your trust?" The two fingers of the right hand stretched forward, touching Wan Qizijin's broken throat, and dunked deeply into the wound.
At this moment, the feeling of mastering the life and death of others suddenly made her feel a sense of fulfillment that she had never had before, filling the emptiness caused by the departure of her relatives.
The appearance of Wan Tu Zijin gradually overlapped with those dignified Bai Taoists.
She wanted them to die, she wanted their whole family to die, a painful death!
cough cough!
Blood foam spewed out, Wan Qi Zijin struggled weakly, staring at Shen Chuer with a pair of eyes, and slowly, slowly, swallowed his last breath.
"In this world, only the strong have the right to speak, and the weak don't even have the qualifications to survive. I kill you to help you escape from this boundless sea of suffering." Shen Chuer wiped away Wan Chengzi with her bloody fingertips. With tears in the corner of her eyes, she sighed softly: "Rest in peace! Everything in this world has nothing to do with you."
A silent tear flowed down Shen Chuer's cheek...
But when she stood up again, there was a smile blooming like a flower on the corner of her mouth.
Like the winter sun, fierce and cold.