Tick!
Tick!
Something fell on the stone slab, making a clear sound...
A faint smell of blood floats in the air...
"this… "
The faces of the Saint Tower guards who were close to Xuehua suddenly changed. They rushed forward and poked Xuehua's face with their weapons...
That handsome and indifferent face was peaceful, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was asleep, and there was bright red snow dripping from the corners of his lips...
The Saint Tower guards' expressions changed drastically. One of them stepped forward and held her wrist. Her pulse was almost gone...
She actually, she actually hid it from everyone and broke her own heart!
she…
Committed suicide
Unlike Jian Wushuang who was accidentally killed by Shengta, she was seeking death on her own!
She used death to rebel against the Santa!
She left quietly, without a trace of resentment or regret on her face, but she had not let go of her deep hatred for Santa.
They didn't even have the chance to be an ordinary couple...
“…” Unlike when Jian Wushuang died, this time the people from Tianshan Sword Sect in the iron cage were very silent. A sense of silent sadness and grief permeated the iron cage.
Xia Suyi and others also clenched their fists and kept silent.
The leader of the Tianshan Sword Sect seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and his body became more hunched.
In fact, he and everyone else in Tianshan Sword Sect knew it.
If Jian Wushuang died, Xuehua would not be able to survive.
"Waste!" The bigwigs above the holy tower were also burning with anger in their hearts.
This group of ungrateful ants, they can contribute to Xingchen's becoming a martial ancestor, it is their blessing, but they don't know how to appreciate it...
Now only Mu Zhanfeng is left. Even if they obtain Mu Zhanfeng's holy luck and the inscription on the white jade chair, it will still be a great defeat for the Holy Tower!
If they had known this would happen, the Holy Tower should have taken a tough stance this time and prevented everyone from entering the Holy Tower, except for their disciples!!!
However... if that were the case, perhaps now the Holy Luck and the inscriptions on the white jade chair have fallen into the hands of the Holy Xuan Continent!
The anger of the Holy Tower was more directed at the Tianshan Sword Sect and Xuanji Mansion.
Their resistance was a naked challenge to the Holy Tower. Now Jian Wushuang and Xuehua were dead, and Crown Prince Yu was deposed, but the Holy Tower did not win.
Total defeat!
Their resistance could even be said to be successful!
"What a bunch of trash!" The old man who was in the lead lost his usual composure and cursed in anger.
The area below the holy tower fell into deathly silence again.
Top five in the Son of God competition.
In addition to Lou Qianxue who has not yet come out, the second place Jian Wushuang has fallen, the third place Taizi Yu has become a cripple, and the fifth place Xue Hua has also fallen...
Only the fourth Mu Zhanfeng is left.
Everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.
Will he die
Will you choose to rebel against the Holy Tower like Prince Yu, Xue Hua and Jian Wushuang
The Holy Tower guards and the four mighty ones were also very frightened at this time. These people were either dead or disabled, which proved nothing else but their incompetence!
Having done things so badly, those people in the Holy Tower will never let them go.
However…
"I agree! I agree to hand over the Holy Luck and the inscription of the white jade chair to you!"
Mu Zhanfeng lowered his head, with two strands of long hair hanging down on his temples, blocking his expression.
His voice was cold and without any emotion.
he…
After a battle and bloody price...
accepted!
He was the only one who was intact and promised the Holy Tower!
I didn't expect him to make this choice. Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to react...
I'll continue in a moment, Qianxue will be out soon...
(End of this chapter)