Chapter 601: The Fall of the Demon Gate, Xi Wuyan's Death

"Stop him!" While fleeing, Xi Wuyan did not forget to give such an order to his subordinates.

The frightened three sticks were vaguely seen a figure bursting out from under the collapsed cliff, revealing terrifying fluctuations, and was stunned at that time, that person could actually fly in the sky, what kind of concept is this?

When they heard that their sect chairman Wuyan had ordered them to stop this person, the eyelids of the three demon sect elders jumped.

It would be a fool to block the path of an invincible warrior, which is simply suicidal. So the three old fellows immediately jumped up like three grasshoppers and fled.

Not to mention, there are really people who are not afraid of death, some people began to attack the figure in the sky, and the sound of sniper guns and bullets sounded one after another, but none of the bullets could hit the fast-moving figure in the sky.

"Roar!" three silver lights and shadows rushed up from the ground, and the light and shadow wrapped three silver giant wolves, and the three silver giant wolves revealed endless ferocity, fiercely pounced towards the figure in the sky.

"Werewolf?" said an indifferent but surprised voice from the sky, and then three streams of aqua blue light rolled towards the three giant wolves like three ropes.

Without any suspense, the three giant wolves were immediately entangled by three water-blue lights, and then tightened their grip in the sky, and immediately burst out of three clouds of blood mist, and the three giant wolves were killed by the man in one face, and the broken corpses fell from the sky, as if a rain of blood had fallen.

"Hiss!" Xi Wuyan, who was running for his life, just turned around and couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene, those three Western werewolves were not ordinary werewolves, but the Silver Wolf King.

That is the silver wolf king second only to the golden wolf king, and the ancestor of the western werewolves, William, is the golden wolf and one of the strongest people in the West. Only his wolf king definitely has the strength equivalent to the innate level martial artist of the Eastern Ancient Martial Realm.

Even if it is better than Xi Wuyan, the master of the Demon Gate, it is not much worse, and another big advantage of the werewolf is that he has a strong body, and he is born with an extremely strong physique.

The body of the Silver Wolf King could not be broken even by armor-piercing bullets, but it was easily divided by that person, which shocked Xi Wuyan and made her smell the breath of death.

"Haha...... Xi Wuyan, this time, look at how you escape from the Demon Gate, you are destined to be wiped out tonight!" The vast voice of words sounded in the sky above the entire desert island, and every word clearly entered the ears of everyone on the island.

Xi Wuyan was silent, his body was like a ghost, and he quickly rushed out of the sea from the desert island with a degree that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and fled for his life in the direction of the mainland like flying on the surface of the sea.

The person in the sky was Nangong Chu, he was not in a hurry, he wanted to play a game of cat and mouse with Xi Wuyan, and in the past few days, he had figured out the way of water, although his strength had not improved much, but the sensing range of his divine sense had spread to nearly thirty miles.

As long as he doesn't go out of this range, Xi Wuyan can't escape even if he goes to heaven and earth.

"Hmph, destroy those minions on the island first!" Nangong Chu's endless water-blue vitality suddenly converged from all directions, and then condensed into a series of water-blue transparent slender sword qi.

Nangong Chu's face was cold, and as soon as his hands were separated, the countless aqua blue sword qi condensed around him immediately shot out in all directions, haunting the hidden corners of the desert island.

The terrible screams were loud, and the sound of corpses falling to the ground sounded one after another, and some people fell directly on the rocks by the sea and into the rough sea below.

Nangong Chu didn't have time to pay attention to these, and after he shot out countless sword qi, Yukong, who didn't look back immediately, chased in the direction of Xi Wuyan's escape.

What he didn't know was that under the round of attacks he had just made, even the three old guys of the Evil Moon Stick had not been spared, and they were all pierced through the chest by the sword qi and died tragically.

Even a congenital-level powerhouse, in front of the invincible martial artist of the True Martial Realm, is as powerless as a child to resist the Evil Moon Stick Lao, a martial artist who has not even reached the innate realm, in front of Nangong Chu, it seems that he is not much stronger than the ants.

It can be said that there is no living person on the entire desert island who is dead now. The secret base of the Demon Gate under the desert island was also completely destroyed by Nangong Chu, and the people inside were absolutely unable to escape.

It's a pity that the three kings of the Western Wolf Clan, the Silver Wolf King, are terrible, and they lost their lives in vain. Those three unlucky werewolves actually died unjustly, and they only followed Xi Wuyan to the range of Huaxia tonight, but it was the Grim Reaper who greeted them.

The Demon Gate could never find an ally in the Eastern Ancient Martial Realm, so Xi Wuyan set his sights on the West. I don't know what method she used to hook up with the two brothers Marcus and William, who dominated the Western cultivation world.

Marcus suffered a great loss in the East and fled back to the West with only half a life left, much to the annoyance of his brother William, the ancestor of the werewolves.

So he sent his three powerful men to the east as the vanguard of the invasion of the east. When the time came, he fought with Marcus to the east.

It's a pity that the three Silver Wolf Kings, whose strength is equivalent to congenital-level martial artists, were actually killed in a daze, and they were buried on a nameless desert island in the South China Sea.

"Whoa!" Half an hour later, a figure suddenly jumped out of the sea. It was a woman with a hideous Rakshasa mask on her face.

"What the hell is that madman going to do!" the woman scolded, stepping on the waves, as she rushed forward as she burst out of the sea, trying to shake off the killer star who was following him.

This woman is the chairman of the Demon Gate, she has no direction, and she fled forward with her head down.

"Haha...... Xi Wuyan, you might as well die obediently!" A hearty laugh came from the sea in the distance, and it clearly reached Xi Wuyan's ears.

Xi Wuyan, who was running with all his might on the sea, heard this sound, and his body shook and pounced, and he actually smashed into the seawater.

After she smashed into the sea, she immediately blocked the sea water around her with her innate qi, and then dived into the depths of the sea. She was going crazy, no matter how she escaped, as soon as she appeared on the sea, Nangong Chu would follow her.

Xi Wuyan knew that he was really doomed this time. In front of an invincible martial artist in the realm of true martial arts, she is no different from a baby.

The strong will to survive and the desperation of knowing that it was impossible to escape made Xi Wuyan almost collapse. Nangong Chu didn't kill her, and let her see a glimmer of hope, but he snuffed out this glimmer of hope again and again.

This kind of torture of life and death is not something that ordinary people can bear, Xi Wuyan felt that she was about to go crazy, she desperately dived into the depths of the sea, she wanted to live and didn't want to die, but the breath of death brought to her by Nangong Chu has been lingering in her heart.

On the surface of the sea, an elegant figure like a fairy is walking on the sea unhurriedly, chasing the powerful aura of the bottom of the sea on the sea.

Nangong Chu was not in a hurry, he was in a hurry, and there seemed to be a smile on his face, but there was a layer of cold murderous aura. Xi Wuyan is the person he will kill, she is destined to live, but tonight will not see the sun tomorrow morning.

But if you kill her like this, it will be too cheap for her, Nangong Chu just wants to make Xi Wuyan under the threat of death at all times, and ask her to be tortured a little before she dies.

In this way, Nangong Chu's divine sense locked on Xi Wuyan and chased him on the sea for nearly two hours, and finally Nangong Chu became impatient, and directly forced Xi Wuyan out of the sea with the divine power of the newly enlightened way of water.

"What else do you have to say, if not, then die!" Nangong Chu stood on the surface of the sea, pressing his right palm weakly, as if he controlled a heaven and earth, and he imprisoned Xi Wuyan in the air.

"I don't have anything to say about success or defeat. Xi Wuyan knew that death was imminent, but she calmed down, and at this time, the rakshasa mask on her face had fallen off, revealing a miserable white beautiful face like a closed moon flower.

It's hard to believe that the mysterious chairman of the Demon Gate is faceless, and she still maintains her most beautiful and beautiful appearance.

How did she do it? I don't know, maybe it has something to do with her cultivation.

"Since you are so simply, then I will also give you a good time!" Nangong Chu stared at Xi Wuyan in the air, the murderous aura hidden deep in his heart, and the undisguised explosion of Senhan's killing intent caused the temperature of the entire nearby sea area to drop sharply.

Nangong Chu's eyes suddenly revealed two cold killings as sharp as a blade, and his right hand shook, "Boom!", Xi Wuyan didn't even let out a scream, and his whole body exploded, and the strong force blasted her to pieces.

Flesh and bones burst out and scattered on the surface of the sea, blending into the sea, and the rain of blood splashed in the air stained the sea red. A generation of evil masters and demon sect masters completely disappeared from this world in this way.

Nangong Chu should have been happy after slashing the enemy, but he couldn't be happy now, and he didn't know why, after killing Xi Wuyan, his mood seemed to be a little heavy.

For a while, a boredom arose in his heart, a boredom of vendetta in the rivers and lakes. The mutual vendetta seems to be endless, as long as there is still a loved one or a friend alive.

If you kill him, his descendants or friends will come and kill you, and your children and grandchildren will die miserably at the hands of someone else, and they will come to the door and kill that person to avenge it.

If the cycle continues, more people will die, and countless families will be devastated. If the world were less hateful and more tolerant, perhaps the world would be a better place.

Nangong Chu fell into contemplation for a long time, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Regardless of the ups and downs of the world, joys and sorrows, I am happy and happy and smile to the sky." ”

It seemed that something was connected, Nangong Chu laughed and rose from the sea, and then turned into a streamer, and disappeared from the sky in the blink of an eye.