Chapter Seventy-Three: A Sword and a Sword to Slay a Demon (Part II)

The smell of burnt earth filled the corner, but the fire had long since been extinguished.

"It's really not a fight, but it's just a hundred moves and they all fell. ”

Wrapped in pitch-black armor, the evil whisper taunted the dying crowd beside him.

"Huh, do you still have the strength to sneak attack?"

The pitch-black armor pinched the boy's neck and slowly lifted him up.

"I take back what I just said, my body is broken in five places, and I can still continue to fight—even I can't help but admire you. ”

The helmet was removed, and Zhao Mingyue, who was choked by the throat, finally saw the expression of "Li Yunfeng" - he was actually smiling, and a rosy face appeared. "Li Yunfeng" pulled Zhao Mingyue's body closer to him and whispered in his ear.

"So, it seems better to break your joints. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Mingyue, who had always had a firm expression, widened his eyes - he thought that "Li Yunfeng" would kill him without hesitation, but he never expected that the man in front of him would want to continue torturing him.

As soon as the words fell, "Li Yunfeng's" other hand finally made a movement - five fingers covered by armor held Zhao Mingyue's elbow.

"Shhhhh ”

The pain from the right half of his body made Zhao Mingyue take a sharp breath, and his face twitched - that powerful force was pressing his bones, muscles, and even nerves little by little, and then, when Zhao Mingyue's pain reached its extreme, that huge force instantly crushed his bones.

"Even so, don't you want to scream in embarrassment - it's really a strong will. ”

Looking at Zhao Mingyue's face, "Li Yunfeng" was stunned, he thought that Zhao Mingyue would cry loudly - for this reason, his hand holding Zhao Mingyue's neck has not been forced. Seeing the scene at this time, the smile on the face of "Li Yunfeng", who was an evil word, disappeared.

"So, why don't you cry, why don't you scream? Why? You shouldn't cry and cry, 'Please, stop, kill me.'" 'Is that so?' Why are you still so patient?!"

The evil words shouted, and his face gradually became hideous. His hand roamed over Zhao Mingyue's body, crushing the young man's bones piece by piece. But, even so, Zhao Mingyue still gritted her teeth and insisted, and she didn't even whimper.

"Hah... That's what it is... Pain.... And how can you make me give in... ”

The trembling voice squeezed out intermittently from between Zhao Mingyue's lips, and he turned his gaze to the evil words, as if it was a silent and invisible counterattack.

"No, no, no, give me a scream, hurry!"

Evil Whisper shouted angrily, his expression distorted to resemble a human form.

"Stop your ridiculous farce, Li Yunfeng. ”

Suddenly, a female voice sounded, so cold, so terrifying, and the murderous aura contained in that voice seemed to make the air cold.

That's Chu Mohua, it's just that her body is covered with blood-colored lines, and her eyes are even more blood-red.

"The knife ... ? . . ?”

Even if he didn't turn around to look, Li Yunfeng, evil words, he still knew that the knife had been revived.

"I didn't expect that the guy I originally regarded as food was so terrifying. ”

Li Yunfeng threw the seriously injured Zhao Mingyue aside and turned his head. He looked at Chu Mohua and the bewitching knife in her hand, his expression was extremely heavy.

"Ah, this knife, to be honest, I don't know how powerful it really is—no, perhaps, this knife is my master. ”

Chu Mohua said this, but his face was tired. She was desperate to break the seal of the bloodstained flower, and tried her best to suppress the evil thoughts stored in the knife, and she was about to reach a critical point.

"Run away, or you won't be able to escape. ”

Chu Mohua said to the people who fell on the ground. At this time, the blood in her pupils was a little thicker, and maybe in the next second, the power would be out of control.

"Gotta survive. ”

Qin Luojia, who had been waiting for an opportunity, finally took out the rune she had hidden for a long time. In an instant, the six people who fell to the ground disappeared and were teleported to other places in this pitch-black sword mound.

"Now, it's just the two of us... ”

Chu Mohua said, her voice getting quieter and quieter, and then, before she could finish speaking, her body fell.

She's at her limit.

But even if Chu Mohua fell, the evil words still didn't dare to take a step forward, instead, his body was retreating, and he even wanted to escape.

"Cut, even if it's strong, with such a seal suppression, it's not certain who loses and who wins. ”

Of course, Evil Whisper was aware of the powerful seal on the knife, but he still felt an instinctive uneasiness—not the rejection of the predators, but the instinctive fear of the superior.

"Huh... Hehe.... A king-level demon seed still dares to speak wildly... From beginning to end, it has always been you who has been seen as the prey... ”

Chu Mohua raised his head suddenly, and a pair of bloody eyes looked at the evil words.

"I am the emperor of emperors, the source of tyranny, the feast of blood, and now, I give you the opportunity to sacrifice yourself as a subordinate. ”

In those pupils, there was no emotion, only endless killing thoughts. In the face of this killing thought, even if it is an evil word composed of evil thoughts, I feel extremely afraid.

"No, don't... I don't want to die.... ”

The evil words that have been tough have actually fallen, and they have not even tried to resist.

"It's an incomplete subordinate, and it's already your honor to be a part of me... Good bye... ”

Chu Mohua glanced at the evil words who didn't dare to move contemptuously, and with a wave of the long knife, it stabbed into his body.

In the blink of an eye—evil words, no, it should be said that it was Li Yunfeng at this time—all the dark green color on his body faded, and was absorbed by Chu Mohua and the blood-red knife in her hand.

"Is the power of a king-level demon seed... Not much... However, to arouse Di Ling's killing intent, it should be enough. ”

Chu Mohua looked at the dark green sphere that appeared on his fingertips, opened his mouth, and put it in his mouth.

"Come on, Diling, continue your madness... ”

Chu Mohua's Adam's apple moved up and down, pushing the dark green ball into his throat, and an indescribable smile appeared on his face.

For a while, all Chu Mohua's movements stopped, she just stood like that, motionless, and the knife in her hand was not yet in the sheath.

The next moment, Chu Mohua's static expression changed, the corners of her mouth rose a few inches, and there was more madness in her eyes than ever before.

"Ah, it's finally coming out again, ahhahahaha, finally, you can crush this group of bugs to death, ahhahahahaha. ”

。。。

"Haha. ”

Liang Yansheng carried the unconscious on his back and ran with all his might, he didn't know where to go, but he just wanted to run away at this time - because, even if he was far away, he still felt the strong murderous aura.

"Isn't it, Chu Mohua, have they been killed? Wow, ah, ah, did that monster start chasing us!?"

Liang Yansheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, and it would be useless to think about it like this, but it made him more and more afraid.

"That's right, that guy is already chasing us!"

"Huh?"

The words that sounded without warning made Liang Yansheng's body tremble, and his desperate steps became tighter.

"This, is it, there are evil ghosts whispering before the tiger chases and kills??? saying that there won't really be ghosts in this sword mound, ahh

Liang Yansheng's tears that were already scared at this time were about to flow out, and he wanted to settle it himself now.

"No, it's me, Gongsun Tenshou!"

Gongsun Tianshou, who had been unconscious, suddenly moved a few times, and his drooping arm shook in front of Liang Yansheng.

"Alright, let me down—no more running. ”

Hearing the words in his ears, Liang Yansheng breathed a sigh of relief, since he knew that he hadn't encountered a ghost, he was relieved.

"Wait, what's going on with your voice, why I don't recognize it. ”

After putting down the Gongsun Tianshou on his back, Liang Yansheng turned his head and stared at the familiar and unfamiliar young man in front of him.

"Well... Maybe I just got up and my voice was a little hoarse. Hahaha... ”

Gongsun Tianshou smiled awkwardly, and then stretched.

However, Liang Yansheng still stared at him with puzzled eyes, in his opinion, the difference between the young man's every move in front of him and Gongsun Tianshou was really too great.

Of course, Gongsun Tianshou also felt Liang Yansheng's doubts, and his eyes involuntarily avoided Liang Yansheng's gaze.

"Then, Brother Tenshou, you said you don't have to run away... ”

Even if it still felt very wrong, Liang Yansheng still put his doubts behind him for the time being, after all, the most important thing for them now was to escape under the pursuit of the terrible person behind them.

"Because you don't have to run. ”

Faced with Liang Yansheng's question, Gongsun Tianshou retracted his gaze and smiled lightly at him.

"Fix it right here. ”

。。。