At the moment when Murong thought he was dead, a roaring sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and then his eyes ached, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that he was already in a mess of rocks and ruins, and the surrounding scene was full of fog, and a vague figure stumbled towards him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where is this?"

"Demon fetus, die!"

After a moment of trance, Murong heard a burst of shouts in his ears, and the originally vague figure became clear, it turned out to be a handsome man dressed as a scholar wearing a navy blue robe and covered in blood all over his body, and he was running towards him, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the elegant appearance when he talked to Qingxi not long ago was almost like two people.

The White Deer Cave of Kunwu Mountain is known as the head of the righteous path in the world, the holy land of Tiannan Wenzong, and its heritage is not something that ordinary people can speculate......

There are a total of nine veins in the White Deer Cave, all of which are a single lineage, and the suzerain of each vein will receive three descendants from childhood training when he is enthroned to accept the inheritance, and after the trial comes once every twenty years, the first person who passes the trial will be able to obtain the name of 'Mr.' and obtain the qualification to enter the WTO to practice, and only after the end of the WTO practice can he return to Kunwu Mountain to take over the position of the suzerain.

Although the scholar was seriously injured, since he was called ' by Qingxi' Mr.', that's not an ordinary person, I saw a punch out, there was a faint roar, a shot is the White Deer Cave Peerless Fierce Prajna Four Elephant Chong, this mastery is one of the few in the 36 arts of the White Deer to the Yang exercises, take the fist to the indomitable road, even if the scholar in the heyday of this move is to kill a thousand enemies and self-damage eight hundred, not to mention that now his body is full of scars, this also shows how anxious the scholar is at the moment, a shot is the same end of the trick.

Murong was not an uninformed person, at the National Defense University under the leadership of their instructors, Murong was fortunate to meet a real qigong master, this is one of the few strange people who can practice both external and internal skills, and Murong at that time, like most students, thought that such an illusory thing as qigong was nothing more than asking for help and deceiving people......

At that time, the grandmaster showed his hand to these students, and the old gentleman gently and softly cut off a tree with the thickness of a bowl, and then slowly walked to the river and punched a swimming fish in the air, and then saw that the swimming fish, which had been swimming happily before, suddenly turned white and floated up.

Then some impatient students scooped up the fish and broke it with a knife...... The internal organs of the fish's belly were all shaken to shreds, and from then on, Murong had the most basic reverence for some things that had been handed down from his ancestors.

It's just that the old gentleman can't be compared with the scholar in front of him, it is no exaggeration to say that there is a difference between the two, the golden electric light visible to the naked eye is wrapped around the scholar's fists, and the scholar's arms are full of thunder and lightning strikes!!

Although Murong's head was still a little dizzy, he didn't know what was going on at all, but it didn't affect his instinct to survive, seeing that the other party was coming too fast, it was too late to dodge, so he could only protect his chest with his arms and lean back to try to put down this punch......

"Boom!"

An extremely dull thunderclap came from Murong's chest, and I saw that Murong's arms and half of his chest instantly melted, and a large mouthful of scorching blood with white gas gushed out of Murong's mouth......

Murong's remnants flew backwards as if they had been hit by a bison with all its might, and the scorching blood that spilled out of Murong's charred half of his chest also left a blood mark about dozens of meters long on this green shade.

Although Murong was fatally wounded, Murong who was in the air still had a trace of consciousness, and the incomparable pain all over his body supported his eyelids, which were as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if he would close and sleep at any time, Murong's increasingly blurred vision looked at the scholar who was getting farther and farther away from him, half-kneeling on the ground and gasping, Murong opened his mouth with difficulty......

The scholar didn't pay attention to the blood that kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, and the pain like a knife cut all over his body, just let the scarlet blood slowly go along his neck, blooming bright red at his front placket, he couldn't take his eyes off Murong who was bombarded by him and kept flying backwards, the scholar didn't care how heavy the injuries on his body were, and he didn't care if Murong was about to die, he just stared at Murong like this - quiet, focused, and meticulous.

Looking at Murong's slightly closed lips, the scholar secretly sighed, because he understood that Murong's interrogation of the scholar when he was dying was......

"For... Miscellaneous... What?"

In normal times, this 'Mr. Seven' with the name of benevolence and righteousness in Bailu Cave would not be able to kill a stranger who has never known him in his life.

And at this moment, the scholar's incomparable desire, longing for this stranger he had never lived in his life to die, although this is contrary to the true meaning of the four words of Bailu Cave Ren, teaching, law, and reason, and it is also different from the 'Dao' implemented in his heart, but the scholar's gaze is not a trace of confusion, in his opinion, Murong is not an ordinary stranger, and he can't even be called a human, because he was the culprit who plunged the continent into blood and darkness for decades, because he is the devil of countless people who want to tear alive and sin the worst crimes, because he is ...... Demon Seed!

Finally, Murong's eyes finally closed slowly, and his stump flew out of the cliff......

So, there is no why!

The demon seed is going to die!

For yourself, for the White Deer Cave, but also for the common people in the world, for justice!!

The Demon Seed must be ...... Die!

Feeling that Murong's breath of life had completely dissipated, the scholar, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly changed his complexion, and various complex emotions of incomprehension, despair, and panic converged on his face.

From the very beginning, the scholar's gaze never took away from Murong in the slightest, at this moment, the man who was shattered by him, and only the remnants of the cliff were finally dead, but at this moment, he saw that Murong's remnants were reorganizing and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

After a brief period of confusion, the scholar's gaze became firm again, and all the negative emotions on his face were gone, and all that remained was a trace of indifference.

The Weidao Cliff, which was originally quiet and windless, suddenly centered on the scholar, the wind was raging, the scholar's black hair danced wildly, his face was solemn, his right hand was slightly raised, and a slender ink sword-like imprint could be seen from under the broken long sleeve of his right arm, and suddenly twisted like a living thing, and then quickly swam to the palm of the scholar like a spiritual snake, and then the white light flashed, and an ancient long sword appeared out of thin air.

The total length of this sword is one foot five inches three, the style is simple, the blade has no edge, the sword body is hidden in the sky rippling, the seal is engraved with the word precepts, a touch of depressing pressure emanates from the sword body, it is amazing.

If anyone who knows the goods sees this scene at this moment, they will definitely exclaim, because this sword is not a mortal thing, but a treasure of the White Deer Cave Law Sect, the law sword - 'Cutting Heart', the sword used by the third generation of Dao Ancestors in the White Deer Cave to behead the corpse and sanctify, and it is also the sixteenth divine soldier on the Xuanyuan Pavilion Heavy Treasure List.

As soon as the law sword came out, the gusts of wind that originally surrounded the scholar were swept away in an instant, the scholar's eyes were slightly condensed, there was a flash of thunder in his pupils, and a series of extremely jerky and incomprehensible sonorous notes came out of his mouth, the scholar's left hand gathered the spirit seal with one hand, and the sword in his right hand rushed away like a storm in the air, and then a little light gathered in the void in front of the scholar......

Bailu Cave is known as the head of the righteous path in the world, Kunwu Mountain is also one of the three divine peaks in the world, and it is also the most prosperous place in the Tianwu Continent.

The scholar's series of movements were like flowing water, without the slightest condensation, all of this was completed in a matter of moments, and at this moment, Murong's corpse was still churning in the air, and he had not yet floated out of the cliff, but most of the wounds on his body had recovered.

A complex and abnormal array composed of countless photoelectric images floated in the void in front of the scholar, the scholar's eyes shrank suddenly, and the long sword stabbed towards the center of the formation with a thunderous momentum, shouting: "Shinto, Void Burial!"

Suddenly, as if time stood still, as if the whole world had stopped moving, the birds fluttering their wings, the flowing clouds that passed with the wind, and the clear stream that went down with the trend were all still in the air, and above the clear sky, a huge black crack seemed to be torn open with great force, slowly opening, and countless thin black lines with chaotic dead air were projected inside......

When countless thin black lines that covered the sky and the sun swayed out from the cracks, the scholar's eyes widened, his face was pale and terrifying, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept oozing from his skin, and after taking a deep breath, the scholar seemed to use all the strength of his body, and shouted angrily: "Bound !!"

The black four lines in the sky from all directions, with lightning speed, instantly wrapped Murong's whole body tightly, and then began to shrink into the crack that was extremely black and revealed endless death.

At this moment, the vitality of the entire Kunwu Mountain also frantically gathered on the scholar, and the scholar seemed to be suffering incomparably painful, his whole body trembled violently, and the black hair on his head began to slowly turn gray from the ends of his hair, but his right hand holding the law sword was steady from beginning to end, without a trace of shaking.

Just as Murong's entire body was pulled into the crack by the bound black thread, the scholar's black hair had all turned snow-white, and the whole person seemed to be much older, and a touch of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, the scholar's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, and he turned a blind eye to everything, and after the 'Heart-Splitting' sword drew a complicated pattern in the formation, the scholar drank again with a hoarse voice: "Buried!"

With the words, the scholar's thin body fell backwards, and the complex array formed by the convergence of countless halos in the void in front of him also disintegrated and collapsed the moment the scholar fell, and the crack in the sky like a demon's murderous mouth also closed in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The world has returned to normal again, and there seems to be no change in this world except for the disappeared Murong.