Surprisingly, even though the Western Regions Demon Sect had always had an excellent effect on the poison of the Thousand Spiders, and it was the treasure of the Western Regions, they still underestimated Wang Zhilian's strength.

Although the true qi in his body has always been on the verge of getting out of control, Wang Zhilian, who has always had superior control of his true qi, endured the pain and suppressed it with tenacious willpower, relying only on some of the true qi and basic sword moves that came out to defeat the enemies of the Five Poisons Sect.

Unexpectedly, the strength and willpower of his brother had reached such an astonishing level, and seeing that the robbery plan was about to fail, Wang Zhiyu knew that he had to take action.

Wang Zhilian already knew that the Gu worm was placed in the sachet he gave him, and he should be able to guess that this robbery was absolutely inseparable from him. For Wang Zhiyu at that time, it was just a matter of not doing two things endlessly, and there was no way out.

So Wang Zhiyu made a move, decisive, resolute, and ruthless than any of his previous swords, as if he was not facing his younger brother who had always regarded him as an important relative, but an enemy who did not share the sky.

is also a cultivator in the realm of gods, although there is still a considerable gap in the realm of true qi, but after all, Wang Zhihuan at the moment has basically not been able to use any true qi, and it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

Over the years, Wang Zhiyu has always insisted on carefully observing his younger brother's sword practice and fighting, on the one hand, for learning, and on the other hand, for being able to be familiar with his younger brother's sword habits, so as to deduce his weaknesses in his mind.

In the corner that Wang Zhilian didn't know, his brother always regarded himself as his greatest ideal enemy.

Wang Zhiyu suddenly struck out from behind the oblique, this was the angle he had deduced countless times in his mind, and it was the angle that Wang Zhiyu would selectively ignore when he took out his sword.

The fatal blind spot was pierced by Wang Zhiyu's sword, and the sword body pierced through Wang Zhilian's shoulder, in order to ensure maximum damage, Wang Zhiyu even violently rotated the sword body that was submerged in the flesh and blood.

Affected by this sudden heavy blow, Wang Zhilian could no longer maintain the stability of his true qi, and in an instant, blood spurted wildly, and his body flew out upside down.

When he saw the person who drew the sword, Wang Zhihuan showed a sad and desperate look. He wanted to say something, he wanted to question something in person, but the blood that kept gushing out of his mouth made him unable to make a sound, and the roar of the true qi tearing the meridians in his body also made his consciousness gradually blurred.

Wang Zhiyu didn't want to look at that expression, he didn't hesitate to make up a sword in Wang Zhilian's heart, and then kicked it down the abyss of the Remnant Sun Ridge.

Before the fall, the sachet that Wang Zhiyu gave to Wang Zhihuan fell to the ground, and the sachet was not stained with dust by the wind and sand of the desert Gobi, and the patterns on it were still clearly visible.

Just like the night he placed the Gu worm in it, dazzling and gorgeous.

"It's you! It's good that you're here, otherwise we really can't do anything about this guy today!" a hall master of the Demon Sect stepped forward and said, "But this guy is really powerful, he can still not die after being poisoned by a thousand spiders, I didn't expect that anyone can really withstand this poison!"

Wang Zhiyu glanced back at the people of the Demon Sect and did not say anything.

After Wang Zhilian's death, the remaining guards were powerless to stop the massacre of the Demon Sect, and the scene instantly turned into a sea of blood, and the screams continued to torture Wang Zhiyu's nerves.

He didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong. He got rid of his own brother, whom he had always regarded as a thorn in his side, but there was no pleasure or relaxation. His brother still weighed on his heart like a mountain, and that didn't change with his death.

"Kill all the men! Bring all the women back! Especially that Tu Nan Mingzhu, the sect leader has named him, and no one is allowed to touch it!" a small leader of the Demon Sect shouted and commanded, at this time the soldiers in charge of the escort were almost dead, and the scene was full of stumps and broken arms, like hell on earth. And the misfortune of those who are still alive may be even more horrific than those who have died.

Wang Zhiyu had heard of all kinds of inhumane punishments and experiments of the Western Regions Demon Sect, and just listening to the description would make people shudder.

Could it be that the eldest princess of Tunan's pearl will also suffer such a thing that is worse than death?

Wang Zhiyu looked at the crowd, Liu Lingxi stood at the front of the palace maids at this time, her expression was cold and indifferent, she couldn't see fear or despair in her eyes, and if she wanted to say anything, she was afraid that there was only deep sadness and silent anger.

Even if the road ahead is full of difficulties and dangers and hell on earth, Tu Nan Mingzhu's arrogance does not allow her to bow her head.

"Forget it, let's make a little final compensation for my crimes. ”

Wang Zhiyu quickly drew his sword, and the people present didn't even see his movements clearly, and a sharp sword wind swept by, and a thin blood mark like a gold thread appeared on the necks of the palace maids, and they fell to the ground in response.

It was the supreme sword technique he had learned from his younger brother Wang Zhilian, the Shadowless Sword Technique. You can't see the trajectory of swinging your sword, and you can kill enemies from a distance just by relying on the sword wind. After Wang Zhilian created this move, he selflessly shared it with his brother, and this became Wang Zhiyu's famous sword skills in the world in the future.

"At such times, it should be happier to die than to live. Wang Zhiyu muttered.

Looking at the palace maids who fell one by one around her, Liu Lingxi also realized what was happening, she glanced at Wang Zhiyu, her eyes were full of disdain and ridicule.

Liu Lingxi didn't speak, but Wang Zhiyu understood what she meant.

"You have already committed such a wicked deed, and you still have to pretend to be merciful?"

Wang Zhiyu shook his head, he didn't want to defend himself anymore.

Taking advantage of the stunned people of the Demon Sect, Wang Zhiyu was about to swing his sword again, wanting to send the eldest princess who was loved by Tu Nan for the last time, but was stopped by Liu Lingxi with a wave of his hand.

Liu Lingxi understood that her imperial brother would not let her go, but despite this, she did not want to die under the sword of the chief of the imperial palace like other palace maids.

The reason is very simple, even if this arrogant eldest princess dies, she doesn't want to die so casually. Twenty years after his birth, the peerless elegance deserves a heroic ending to match.

Liu Lingxi pushed away the Demon Sect disciples beside him, rushed directly to the nearest horse, and stepped on the horse's back with a kick, and the whole action was completed in one go. Without waiting for the Demon Sect disciples to join in, they directly rode their horses out of the crowd and rushed all the way towards the cliff of the Remnant Sun Ridge.

That's where her personal guard, martial arts teacher, and Wang Zhilian, who has always regarded him as a relative, fell.

The horses swept past Wang Zhiyu's side at a rapid pace, and when the lightning was shining, Wang Zhiyu only had time to catch a glimpse, and then he could only watch the back of the eldest princess go away quickly, until he rushed off the cliff with people and horses.