Chapter 108: The Judgment of the Red Cross Shortsword and the Golden Spear
"Cut this demon slave with a thousand knives!"
"Everyone in the Shadow Sect deserves death!"
"They are unforgivable criminals of humanity!"
"Judge Ifa, don't hesitate, let him die in the center of the trial!"
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For a moment, on the surrounding circular platform, the vicious cursing and humiliation that was overflowing with extreme disgust and hatred continued to sweep into the ears of the bound Ying Xuan on the cross of the execution ground.
"Do you hear that?"
"Noah. ”
"Look at you, how hated and hated by the world!"
"Every single one of them is eager to rush up and eat you alive!"
Ifa walked in front of Shadow Xuan, who was tightly tied to the cross, the red cross short sword in his left hand lightly gestured in front of his eyes, and the golden spear in his right hand pointed slightly, and the countless black-robed cloaked people who kept roaring and cursing at Shadow Xuan were also staring at Shadow Xuan with the same disgust.
"Alright. ”
"I hunted countless resentful spirits and demons in the wilderness outside the city, in fact, to find you members of the Shadow Sect who suddenly disappeared half a year ago. ”
"I didn't expect to find any useful clues, but I never expected to accidentally find your big fish. ”
When Ifa said this, a strong bloody scorn suddenly appeared on his already hideous and crazy face.
Seems to be extremely excited to catch Shadow Xuan.
And Ying Xuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned after hearing this.
He had always felt that it was unusual to suddenly meet a man in that kind of wilderness, and now he finally knew the true purpose of Ifa driving alone in the wilderness.
"Before you die, tell me!"
"Those damned demon minions of the Shadow Sect, where are they now?"
Suddenly approaching Ying Xuan's face, gently pulling his hair with one hand, and suddenly lifting Ying Xuan's head, Ifa showed an extremely fierce and cold grin, and asked in the voice.
Looking at the crazy face like a demon at hand, Shadow Xuan finally understood--his words and deeds had been reduced to an extremely sad joke from the moment he took out the seemingly extremely ordinary badge.
Poor self, I thought that the owner of the badge that had long since died was an extremely ordinary nameless mercenary, but I didn't expect that guy to be a member of the demon organization who was hated and spurned by the world and had the blood of countless people on his hands.
And Ifa, who has always been extremely vigilant, has been secretly calculating him step by step since he saw the badge in his hand.
"I... I don't know what the Shadow Sect is..."
Although he knew that Ifa had long been blinded by some hatred in front of him, and had fallen into extreme madness, it was impossible for him to believe his own justification, and it was equally impossible for the countless black-robed cloaked people who sat around the circular platform to believe in themselves.
But Ying Xuan had to show the fact that he was not a member of the so-called Shadow Sect again.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Poof-sss
In addition to Ifa's tight gaze full of cold and fierce eyes, it was accompanied by the red cross-dagger in his hand that slammed into Ying Xuan's chest.
"Ahh
Being stabbed by Ifa's sudden stabbing, Ying Xuan suddenly only felt that there was a sudden sharp pain in his originally cold and stiff chest, making him almost faint.
"It seems... Even if you're dying, your mouth is still so hard!"
Ifa slowly pulled out the red short sword that had pierced Shadow Xuan's chest, and a large pool of blood quickly gushed out from Shadow Xuan's small and deep wound.
Ying Xuan's extremely strange pale purple-red blood quickly flowed from his chest down his shirt and on the ground, causing an incomparably thick and strong smell of blood to waft across the execution ground for a while.
"Look at his filthy and strange blood, he is indeed a slave of the devil!"
And all the black-robed cloaked people who had been closely watching the situation of Ying Xuan on the cross of the execution ground and sitting on the high circular platform around the execution ground couldn't help but cheer loudly after seeing that Ying Xuan's chest was almost stained red by the blood gushing out.
Each of them had a very strange and excited smile.
Obviously, they were extremely happy and happy with Ying Xuan's extremely miserable appearance.
"How?"
"Don't you want to say something before your blood runs dry?"
Efa held the red cross short sword in his hand, and gently lifted Ying Xuan's face, which was slightly lowered due to excessive weakness, revealing an extremely playful look, and stared at him closely.
"Huh. ”
"That's it... I dare to assert... Don't try to find them until you die!"
Shadow Xuan chuckled indifferently at Ifah, who was staring at him with banter and mockery, with extreme difficulty.
Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't sense the slightest amount of mystical power in his body now, and he couldn't use the Blood Intent Shadow Fire, Shadow Xuan couldn't wait to burn the ashes of the guys who kept screaming in the entire scene.
"You guy... What a damn damn one!"
Seeing that Ying Xuan was dying, but he was still extremely hard-mouthed, and he dared to mock himself, the sneer on Ifa's original face immediately froze, and instantly turned into an incomparably bloodthirsty and cruel ferocity.
"Poof!"
"Click-Click......"
"Uh......"
The clear sound of several sharp blades stabbing and cutting flesh and blood, the bones at the joints between Shadow Xuan's limbs were instantly pierced and crushed by the red cross short sword in Effar's hand, and Ifa's extremely fast and skillful cutting technique only gave Shadow Xuan time to let out a brief muffled snort.
"Cut off your limbs first, and then put you in despair and misery, unable to survive or die. ”
"Hehehehehe-hahahaha!"
Efa laughed wildly as he quickly swung the red cross-dagger in his hand, slashing the chains on the cross that bound Shadow Xuan's limbs.
The joints were already blurred with flesh and blood, and the bones were shattered, and for a while, it was like a mess of mud, and it fell uncontrollably and quickly to the ground.
And at the moment when Ying Xuan's body was about to fall to the ground, Efa sneered strangely, and the golden spear in his hand stabbed at Ying Xuan, and then instantly slammed Ying Xuan into the air.
Like a dead dog, Ifa slammed the provoked Shadow Xuan into an open space in the distance, and the Shadow Xuan in mid-air immediately flew out quickly, until it hit the wall of the circular platform around the execution ground, and finally slowly slid down to the ground against the wall.
The shadow that slipped down against the wall of the high platform, the blood gushing out of the wounds all over the body, stained the tall wall red, and for a while, under the bright light of the countless braziers beating around the execution ground, rendered an extremely gorgeous and beautiful strange color.
"It's so comfortable to see him like that!"
"You deserve it!"
"Your Excellency, please continue!"
"Don't give the demon slave the slightest respite!"
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For a while, the gushing curses and humiliations became stronger and stronger, as if Ying Xuan's miserable appearance was the most effective stimulant that made them happy and crazy.
"Whew-Whew-"
"Really... Yes..."
"Heh......"
Ying Xuan, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, was covered in blood and red, and was extremely embarrassed, actually moved slightly and turned over with difficulty.
He was panting, his face was extremely pale, and the wound on his chest, the broken joints and bones in the four places, were still bleeding outward.
Ying Xuan struggled violently, trying to support the ground with his hands and stand up, but those hands were as if they were not his own, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
For a moment, Ying Xuan was like a drunken drunkard, trying to struggle to get up from the ground, but he couldn't do it anyway.
"You still want to stand up?"
Ifa carried the golden spear in his right hand to his shoulder, gently flicked the red cross short sword in his left hand, his face was full of hideousness, and he sneered and walked slowly towards Ying Xuan, who was still struggling on the ground not far away.
"Am I... Are you really going to die in such a hellish place for no apparent reason?"
Ying Xuan, who was still struggling to stand up, couldn't help but feel a strong sense of despair as he watched Ifah, who was carrying a spear and holding my short sword and showing a demonic smile, slowly approaching him step by step.
"Huh? That's ......."
An inexplicable light unconsciously reached Ying Xuan's eyes, and Ying Xuan, who was struggling, inadvertently suddenly glanced at the side of the execution ground, the dark purple robe he was wearing and the short blade that was stuck obliquely on the ground.
Ying Xuan's body immediately flipped around quickly, rolling towards the short blade not far away.
Although his limbs were useless and he couldn't lift them at all, Ying Xuan still had a little strength left, and even though he was extremely weak at this time due to excessive blood loss, he still decided to give it a go.
"You've already stepped into hell with one foot, do you still want to stick it back?"
When Ifa saw Shadow Xuan rolling rapidly into the distance, he only thought that he was afraid of death and wanted to fight to the death, but he didn't realize the true purpose of Shadow Xuan's rolling into the distance, and obviously didn't notice the short blade stuck in the ground not far away.
"Accept the Last Judgment!"
"Give me death!"
As soon as he rolled to the side of the short blade, Ifa had already come to Shadow Xuan's side, and he shook the golden spear in his hand vigorously, and immediately picked up Shadow Xuan lying on the ground.
Shadow Xuan was lifted into the air by the huge force, and the low Efa squinted his eyes and looked slightly at the Shadow Xuan who was rapidly falling down in mid-air, revealing an extremely hideous and terrifying joke.
He looked at the figure of Ying Xuan who was falling down quickly, and unhurriedly raised the golden spear in his hand straight up, and the golden spear tip that was extremely sharp and radiated with cold light stood vertically towards the heart of Ying Xuan.
"O lowly and sinful slave, give your filthy heart to God!"
With a quick, eerie murmur, Ifa seemed to have uttered some forbidden spell.
The golden spearhead that was originally calmly erected and pointed directly at Ying Xuan's heart suddenly overflowed with an extremely strong burst of golden light, and the golden light that overflowed tightly wrapped the sharp spear tip in the blink of an eye.
The spear tip tightly wrapped in the golden holy light quickly extended upwards in an instant, and the golden holy light also burned into a golden flame in the middle of the extremely fast extension, and quickly stabbed towards the heart of the falling shadow Xuan.
"Poof-sss
Without the slightest deviation, the sharp spear tip that stretched out at great speed and was wrapped in burning golden flames pierced through Ying Xuan's heart in an instant.
"Huh!"
Ifa who was lowered, glanced at the blood that was flowing down the shaft of the spear rapidly, and couldn't help but sneer hideously.
With a slight shake of the golden spear in his hand, Ying Xuan, who was originally pierced in mid-air by the tip of the spear, quickly slid down the shaft of the spear, and slid down to the top of Ifah's head in an instant.
"Poof-sss
"Uh...... How is that possible?"
Shadow Xuan, who was pierced through the body by the spear and slid down the shaft of the spear rapidly, suddenly raised his head suddenly, and immediately pulled the shaft of the spear pierced through his chest with all his might, and instantly narrowed the distance between him and Ifa.
He jerked his head in front of Ifah's neck, and the short blade that had been clenched tightly in his mouth stabbed deep into his throat without waiting for Ifa to react.
"Come, let's go together!".
PS: One more is offered
"To be done... To be continued ......