Ling Cheng is not afraid of death, but he has to protect the night spirit, and in seven days, their child will be born, and at this time, the Qiankun painting must not be allowed to fall into the hands of others.

"Chase, don't let him run!" Yu Jin gave an order, and then took the few remaining dozen people under the door to chase after him.

Although Tang Ying didn't speak, he looked down at the corpses all over the ground, and followed with the protégé behind him.

Unbeknownst to them, Twilight was watching them with a playful smile on her face.

A group of fools, chasing a lost dog, abandoned this great Lingxi Mountain.

"Lingxi, from today on, I will give you the surname Twilight, Twilight of Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, you are mine......!

The rampant laughter rippled at the foot of Lingxi Mountain for a long time, and he did it in the twilight, exterminated the fox clan, captured Lingxi, and eventually became the object of admiration of the world.

......

Three days later, Twilight Cold made a decision to kill, and the news of the Bladed Fox King had spread in the human world.

Many cultivators who thought that they had empty ambitions and nowhere to display them came to him.

In just three days, Twilight Han became famous, gaining fame and fortune.

Everyone in the world says that Twilight Han is the chosen one, the embodiment of justice, and the nemesis of demons.

But Ling Cheng became the heinous sinner in the eyes of the world, and was spurned by thousands of people.

colluding with the fox clan, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, and the seventy-eight lives that died in vain at the foot of Duxi Mountain, this pile, one by one, is intolerable!

No one knew that in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, most of the seventy-eight people who died died under Twilight's sword.

Only by completely angering the two fools of Yu Jin and Tang Ying, will they willingly take the initiative to hunt down Ling Cheng, and then, it will be time for him to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The bait he threw out in the twilight was never Ling Cheng, a small fish.

It's Lingxi, and even the whole world!

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Ling Cheng fled sleeplessly for three days, and finally threw Yu Jin, Tang Ying and the others away, and was stumbling towards Liyang at this moment.

There is their home there, there are many fond memories of him and the night spirit, and even if he dies, he will die in the place where he meets her, knows each other, and loves each other!

Silence, deathly silence!

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the corpses of the people were separated from their heads and bodies, as well as the red and piercing bloodstains, from the octogenarians to the babies who had just completed the moon.

The stunned pupils widened, and there seemed to be tears of despair in the corners of their eyes, and they were terrified, unwilling, painful, and even to death, not knowing who they had offended and why they had ended up like this.

With each step of Ling Cheng's steps, it was like stepping on someone else's corpse, so heavy that he almost suffocated.

The fighting seemed to continue, and the rampant laughter of a man could be faintly heard, as well as the incessant screams of the people.

Ling Cheng ran to find a voice, and saw a man in an ink-colored feather coat standing with his hands in his hands, smiling unbridled at the people who were kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing and pleading.

Behind those people, there were strong men standing in black pressure, holding steel knives and sinister smiles on their faces.

Hands rose, knives fell, blood splashed, and bloody human heads flew out of their bodies, rolled around the blood-covered ground a few times, and finally slowly stopped with despair and unwillingness.

Dozens of bodies kneeling on the ground suddenly fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood poured out of the headless neck, all the way to the man's feet.

He was still laughing, and his laughter was even more vicious and evil than the evil spirits from the eighteen layers of hell.

The moment they fell to the ground, the strong men with steel knives walked towards the people behind them who were being held hostage.

The unarmed people, in addition to fear, there is only a steady stream of tears in their eyes, and it is useless to plead and kowtow, they still keep repeating.

"Feiyu, stop!" Ling Cheng roared angrily and flew in front of him, glaring at him fiercely.

Fei Yu was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly again, and the person he was waiting for finally came.

With a big hand, the Yu Clan soldier holding the steel knife immediately nodded knowingly, and when the knife fell again, dozens of innocent people fell in a pool of blood.

Ling Cheng looked back in astonishment, and saw that the strong men walked forward again, the steel knives in their hands kept dripping blood, but they were like stepping on an ant to death, and their faces did not change.

"No," Ling Cheng stepped forward quickly, picked up the steel knife in the hand of a strong man with his sword, and then kicked him in the abdomen.

The man was immediately kicked out of the way for several feet, and finally fell into the stone wall, which left a hole in the shape of a human as he fell.

This swift attack only saved one person, and the others still couldn't escape the attack of the Grim Reaper, and they fell in a pool of blood.

"Are you satisfied with this visual feast that I personally arranged for you?" Fei Yu stepped on the blood all over the ground and approached Ling Cheng step by step.

Ling Cheng supported the trembling middle-aged woman, looked back at Fei Yu angrily, and asked, "Are you crazy?"

"Yes, I'm crazy, what about you?"

For the sake of the night spirit's happiness, he chose to endure the pain and cut his love, Rao is heartache, reluctant, he still never came to disturb them.

I thought that Ling Cheng would treat the night spirit well for the rest of his life, but what about him, he was so fortunate that he led people to destroy the entire fox clan.

If it hadn't been for the night beaver who escaped and told him everything, he would still be kept in the dark, but his spirit would never have returned.

At noon on the second day of the extermination of the fox clan, Fei Yu led people to support, but all the sights were the corpses of countless fox creatures, and the huge spirit stream did not even have a living creature, and the night spirit was gone.

Since Ling Cheng was planning to destroy the fox clan, then he would kill these mortals who were protected by the so-called righteous people.

And this first place to start was the place where Ling Cheng first abducted the Night Spirit.

He ordered all the people to be arrested and then put to death one by one.

He wanted Ling Cheng to see everything he cared about disappear under his nose, just as he had seen the Night Spirit marry him and disappear from his side.

He deserves to die!

It's just the lives of hundreds of creatures up and down the fox clan, isn't it that he can repay the lives of one person.

He wanted him to know that these people died because of him!

Ling Cheng shook his head and roared angrily: "Fei Yu, they are all innocent people, if you have a grudge against me, come directly at me!"

Fei Yu laughed angrily: "Haha...... Is it true that hundreds of lives of the fox clan deserve to die?

Put away your hypocrisy, it's all murder, everyone is each other!"

This sentence just poked at Ling Cheng's weakness, although the demise of the fox clan was not what he wanted, but it was also caused by him, how could he not know that he was deeply guilty.

The raised arm hung down weakly, and he staggered back two steps, the blood still flowing under his feet, just like his heart, which had already flowed like a river of blood.

Raising his eyes, he pointed at Fei Yu again, "That's it, today is either you die or I die!"

He grabbed the woman by the shoulder, leaped and landed on the rubble of the roof, pressed her to her seat, and leaned down.

With a wave of evil in his palm, the tip of the sword reached Fei Yu's throat.

Fei Yu hooked his lips and smiled, and with a flick of his ink sleeve, he used two fingers to clamp the evil spirit, and at this time, the tip of the sword was less than two inches away from his throat.

Ling Cheng froze in mid-air, his wrist constantly exerting force, but the tip of his sword still failed to get close to the opponent.

With a sharp turn, he pulled the evil demon back, tapped his toes on the stone wall, and slashed down with his sword again.

Fei Yu didn't seem to want to make a move with him, and after dodging the attack sideways, he jumped to the roof, twisted the panicked woman, and grabbed her throat with his big palm.

Ling Cheng reacted too late, the woman didn't even have time to shout, only heard a 'click', and her whole body fell from the roof, smashing on the floor covered in blood.

The slaughter behind him continued, and he watched blankly as one innocent person after another lay in a pool of blood, and he could not save anyone.

Fei Yu couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, his eyes changed suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Good come, since they are all here, then send them to hell together!

Twilight Han led a large group of monks all the way to Liyang City, he knew Ling Cheng and knew that he would definitely return to this place, and this would eventually become his burial place.

It's just that he still didn't expect that Liyang City had already become a purgatory on earth, and when he saw the corpses everywhere, he had a plan in his heart.

"Ling Cheng, you have lost your conscience so much, colluded with the demon clan, and brutalized the people, it seems that I can't spare you. "He just wants him to be discredited, and life is better than death.

"Up," Twilight Han waved his hand, and dozens of monks behind him immediately drew their swords and struck, all of them approaching Ling Cheng with fierce looks.

Ling Cheng's eyes grew colder, at this time, Twilight Han's first thought was not to save people, but to frame himself, it was really shameless!

"Twilight, today I will do the way for heaven and break your body into ten thousand pieces!" With that, he flew over the heads of those monks and slashed at Twilight.

Twilight Han had already drawn his long sword, and his toes spun sharply on the ground a few times before he circled behind Ling Cheng, the tip of the sword pointing straight at his back.

Ling Cheng leaned over to dodge a blow, and the evil hit the ground, the sword body bent slightly, and the toes kicked the opponent's head with a spin and turn.

The strong wind whistled, and Twilight Han half-leaned back a few steps before rising into the air and slashing down with his sword, while Ling Cheng had already flown away.

At the same time as the sword qi fell, the ground cracked, and the corpse that had just fallen and was not yet cold flew up along with the stone slabs on the ground.

He swung his long sword again, his wrist constantly rotating and forcefully, driving a whirlwind, sweeping towards the stone slab that was about to fall, and the stone slab hit Ling Cheng directly.

Ling Cheng slashed wildly with his sword, and the stone slab was instantly dismantled into eight pieces, flying in all directions.

After a moment's pause, the two of them jumped into the air again, and the two swords kept colliding together, the cold light was shining, and the sound was ringing.

The attack was as fast as the speed of light, so fast that only two white figures could be seen, constantly separating, staggering, and separating again in the air.

Fei Yu resisted the urge to applaud, his eyes kept staring at the fight between the two, killing each other, a wonderful drama.

The soldiers of the Yu clan were not idle, and once again slashed at the people with swords.