"Ahh

Ma Ying roared in pain, his palm was broken at the wrist, and the blood was splashed on the dark land, and it also exuded some demonic black.

Sou!

The forbidden token that fell to the ground flew up and fell into one hand.

Ma Ying's eyes were split, and he looked at the owner of this hand with resentment, emerging from the dirt like a ghost, and looked back indifferently.

Ling Xiao played with the token in his hand, his eyes were full of piercing hatred!

Ka!

The token was hard and shattered in Ling Xiao's hands!

"You ......" Ma Ying was shocked and angry, but she was intimidated by Ling Xiao's hatred, and she couldn't speak.

Without the token, if the people outside want to come in, there is only one way left!

However, the prohibition he set was extremely strong, and even if a few foundation building monks joined forces, they would not be able to break it in a short period of time!

Besides, the help he invited would not attack the prohibition at all!

Who would have thought that you, Ma Ying, don't even have the ability to open the ban?

"No one really bothered now." Ling Xiao said sympathetically, his tone ambiguous and sarcastic.

Before the words fell, only the sound of "dang" was heard, and the demon sword soul destroyer collapsed without any resistance in front of the black mist spewed out by the dark dragon, lost its power, and fell to the ground.

The dark dragon roared angrily, stepped down heavily, and trampled the magic knife on the soles of his feet, instantly cutting off the connection between Ma Ying and the magic knife.

Ma Ying's whole body was shocked, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his expression was shocked and angry, twisted to the extreme!

"Any last words?" Ling Xiao sighed lightly and asked.

The haze of death took over his mind, and Ma Ying calmed down instead.

He has exhausted his hole cards, but the final outcome is an unacceptable failure!

In front of the Dark Dragon, who was at the peak of the foundation, all his efforts seemed so ridiculous.

The blood red in his eyes slowly receded, and Ma Ying smiled instead.

"Hahaha......"

At night, with a little poignant laughter, lingering in the ears, like a ghost, people feel a trace of palpitations.

"Ling Xiao, you don't have to pretend to be with me, if you want to kill, you will kill, do you think I will beg for mercy?" Ma Yingsen said, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes inexplicably.

Ling Xiao looked at him coldly and whispered, "I thought that at least before you died, you would feel even a trace of regret for what you had done. ”

Ma Ying shook slightly, and then he laughed again, vomiting blood, laughing at the same time, laughing so much that his whole body curled up together, and he couldn't breathe with laughter.

After a long time, Ma Yingcai stopped laughing and spit out two words in a low voice: "Idiot." ”

Ling Xiao grinned, and suddenly stepped forward, and the jade embroidery knife slashed down without any tricks!

Ma Ying clenched his teeth, raised his hand and offered a wooden shield to block the blade.

With a "bang", the bodies of the two shook at the same time, and the wooden shield rattled and gradually shattered under the blade.

The dark dragon on the side flew out with a claw at the same time and grabbed Ma Ying's waist and abdomen, and the latter's body was torn apart like paper paste!

The body was broken in two, but Ma Ying didn't seem to feel any pain, but laughed.

"Ling Xiao, the people of the Xiao family are outside, if you kill me, it is impossible to escape, hahahaha......"

Ma Ying laughed as he crawled on the ground with his hands, the pain finally appeared on his face, and the strength of his whole body passed little by little, struggling, trying to grab the magic knife in front of him and destroy the soul.

But it's a long way off......

Why, so far away from me......

Ma Ying's nose was sore, and he was about to cry, when suddenly the magic sword soul destroyer flew up and fell into his hand.

Ma Ying blinked, looked up, and met Ling Xiao's gaze.

The brothers looked at each other silently, and the time seemed to have gone back many years ago, in the courtyard of Qingfeng Temple, they met for the first time.

Ma Ying had tears rolling in his eyes, and finally burst into tears, he let go of the magic knife, and after looking left and right, he finally saw what he really wanted.

Ling Xiao followed his gaze and found that it was the peachwood sword, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly, walked over, picked up the peachwood sword, and gave it to him.

But he's dead.

Ling Xiao stood beside the corpse for a long time, looking at the smile on the corner of Ma Ying's mouth, he couldn't help but be in a trance.

Killing teachers, betraying the door, degenerating into demons, and becoming pawns, regardless of the cost, just to climb up.

Regret is a fool's thing to do.

Ma Ying has no regrets.

Alive, he will spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins.

When he died, he also had eternal peace.

"You're not losing anything, are you?"

Ling Xiao sneered, clenched his fists, resisted his anger and the urge to crush his bones and ashes, and just cut off Ma Ying's head.

He moved neatly, took out a small jar from the storage bag, and a few tablet tables, and brought a large table, and arranged the various things respectfully.

"Master, uncle, you can rest in peace."

Ling Xiao said as he spoke, suddenly burst into tears, he held up Ma Ying's head, word by word, choked up: "The ancestors and the ancestors are above, the traitor Ma Ying is ambushed for his crimes, Ling Xiao cleans up the door, and he has no honor of his teacher!" ”

He burned Ma Ying's body and head.

The flames rose up and made the sound of hunting, like the ancestors and ancestors under the Nine Springs, and they really smiled with satisfaction.

After paying tribute to the elders of the sect, Ling Xiao put away everything, including the peachwood sword and Ma Ying's storage bag.

The only thing that makes it difficult is that the Demon Sword Soul Slayer can't be put into the storage bag, otherwise everything in the bag will be polluted by the evil spirit!

There was no way, Ling Xiao could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, called the Dark Dragon clone, and spewed out a mouthful of black mist.

Under the coercion of the black mist, the ferocious aura on the Demon Knife Soul Destroying was indeed completely isolated!

It is worthy of being an evil nemesis!

Only then did Ling Xiao put away the magic knife.

He went into the house again and looked around.

Ma Ying still retains the style of a Taoist priest, the house is poor, there is nothing of value, and the largest number is the files of all parties, as well as the cabinets full of scriptures.

Ling Xiao took the scriptures to the courtyard and burned them in front of Ma Ying's ashes.

He has no mercy and sympathy for Ma Ying, only hatred.

"Read more scriptures below, cultivate yourself, and strive to be a good person in the next life...... Forget it, you still don't have a next life. ”

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the surrounding courtyard walls.

The prohibition remains the same.

But Ling Xiao knew that there were people waiting outside.

Perhaps, there are even a lot of people.

Ma Ying kept saying that he cared about the friendship of the same family, but in fact, he had already secretly asked for help, and once he was defeated by Ling Xiao, he would open the ban and call people to besiege him.

All his life, he has been that scheming person.

It's just that he misestimated Ling Xiao's strength, and he didn't expect that he didn't even have a chance to open the ban.

The Xiao family's reinforcements outside also thought so, so they did not attack the ban, but just waited for it.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but snort coldly.

If he hadn't accidentally gotten the Dark Dragon clone, this trip would probably be really lucky.

But after thinking about it, if there was no dark dragon clone, Ling Xiao would not have fought Ma Ying head-on like this.

Now the question is how to leave.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Xiao finally made up his mind, and the sleeves of his robe brushed over.

Dense spiritual light streamed out, dripping and circling in front of him, and as far as the eye could see, it was a full 200 talismans!

"Today's big joy, let's have a fireworks."

Ling Xiao muttered.