Luo Yuan looked at the unreal beautiful woman at his feet, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. A girl as moving as a fairy should have enjoyed the amazement and pursuit from all over the world, and enjoyed the love of her parents and relatives. But now, a girl who was originally kind and innocent has fallen into despair that is almost crazy. Her lover betrayed, her family ruined, and she went from being high to having nothing, and she didn't understand why people's hearts were so ugly. I don't understand why fate treats her so cruelly, ruthlessly depriving her of everything when she is at her best.

However, she was luckier than Luo Yuan. Because, she met Luo Yuan, but Luo Yuan had never met a strong person like herself back then. Luo Yuan looked at her, as if he saw himself back then, fleeing alone and embarrassed, and from then on there was only revenge. He raised his hand and pointed at Huang Zitao and the so-called third young master, and a sword qi flew out, penetrating the dantian of the two of them in an instant.

"Ahh

The two of them screamed almost at the same time, their golden pill was directly disintegrated and shattered by the sword qi, and then the spiritual power on the whole body was sealed. At this time, they were no different from mortals except for their sturdy bodies. There is no doubt that their cultivation has been completely abolished, their veins have been sealed, and unless they break the seal of Luo Yuan, they will no longer be able to use their cultivation for the rest of their lives.

"Chirp", a long sword was inserted in front of the Purple Moon Spirit, and then Luo Yuan said lightly: "The two of them have been abolished, you can deal with it yourself." After solving the two of them, I will take you back to Purple Maple Villa and destroy the Huang family and the monks of the Allure Sect there. Then, if you go to the world sect, there is no need for this sect to exist. Also, the so-called treasure of your Purple Maple Villa, I want it. ”

Hearing this, the Purple Moon Spirit bowed lightly: "Yes, Lord." Thank you Lord for taking action and avenging the slaves. ”

Luo Yuan nodded, then closed his eyes and slowly sat in the air. He knew that only in this way could the Purple Moon Spirit get rid of the demons in his heart and not become a walking corpse from now on. As for getting rid of knots, it is not possible to do it overnight.

Ziyue Ling slowly drew her long sword, her first target was the third young master who didn't know what to do. It's not that she doesn't hate Huang Zitao, but her hatred for Huang Zitao is indescribable, and she doesn't allow the other party to die so quickly. Su holds a sword in his hand, the lotus steps move lightly, and the long skirt flutters, like a fairy walking on a song, which is quite moving.

However, this scene fell in the eyes of the third young master, but it was like a demon. The Purple Moon Spirit in his eyes is no longer a fairy who is out of the dust, but only infinite killing and resentment. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the Purple Moon Spirit tremblingly: "You...... Don't come....... You're ...... This enchantress. Other...... Stay back....... Ben Shao is a ...... The Three Youths of the World....... If you dare to act rashly, ah!"

Before the third young master finished his stammering words, the cold light moved, accompanied by a miserable scream from the third young master, but he saw that his outstretched hand was bleeding, and his fingers were cut off raw. Even the bones have been scraped off with some powder. For a moment, the third young master wailed incessantly, and he couldn't even say words begging for mercy.

I saw him holding his right hand in his arms, arching himself on the ground, rolling over and over like a shrimp.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Purple Moon Spirit's eyes, but then it was replaced by hatred, and she swung down with another sword, and this time, the third young master's left arm was cut off by Qi Gen. An arm flew out of the distance, and a stream of blood gushed up like a spring.

Immediately afterwards, the screams of the third young master were fierce, his lips were pale, and there was no obscenity in his eyes when he looked at the purple moon spirit. There was only endless fear and regret left, and he regretted why he didn't kill her directly. In this way, there will be no such follow-up at all.

Without waiting for it to ease up, the Purple Moon Spirit slashed down with another sword, and this time, the third young master's right arm was thrown high, but he couldn't even scream. Immediately afterwards, the left leg and the right leg were cut off again, and the third young master of the world-class sect was now cut into a human being.

Fang Bo looked at the Purple Moon Spirit from a distance, there were tears in his eyes, he felt powerless, he felt distressed, but he couldn't stop it, and finally he could only sigh heavily.

Luo Yuan, who was sitting in the air, frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, just indulged the Purple Moon Spirit to torture and kill the other party. After all, he didn't care about the life or death of that kind of ant.

The current third young master has already had more qi out and less qi in. If it weren't for the blood foaming from his mouth from time to time, and his chest still rising and falling, it would not be possible to tell that he was still alive. At this point, he might as well just die. It's just that he has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and as a style, he has never experienced life and death, and he has never even had the courage to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

A stream of blood soared, and the head of the third young master rolled straight down in front of Huang Zitao. This is not a coincidence, but the Purple Moon Spirit deliberately did it.

"Yue Ling, no, Ling'er, I know you still love me, right? You still have me in your heart, you won't hurt me. You have said, "What hurts me, hurts what hurts, we ......."

A cold light flashed, and another stream of blood soared, accompanied by Huang Zitao's scream, and a bloody ear flew up in the air.

From now on, you will never hear these words again. Ziyue Ling opened his mouth indifferently, followed by another sword, accompanied by the sword qi flying, Huang Zitao was like being struck by lightning, and his body shot out three feet away. There were hundreds of scars on his body, and his tendons, veins, and acupuncture points were damaged in every place, making it impossible for him to struggle, difficult to speak, but not enough to die.

Huang Zitao couldn't stop screaming, but he couldn't even roll. His tendons and tendons were all broken, like a lump of soft flesh piled together. Blood was oozing from every part of his body, and he was no longer human, and there was no sound except for the "cooing" sound in his throat. Even at this moment, he still wanted to live, he wanted to pretend to be dead, so that the Purple Moon Spirit mistakenly thought that he was already dead under the hatred.

He believes that although he is miserable at the moment, as long as he lives, there are infinite possibilities. Before the arrival of the Tilting World Sect, he was the pride of the Eastern Regions, and he was admired by all sides, even the ancestors of the Yuan Infant had praised one or two. He was so proud, it seemed destined to rise and become a giant. And his Taoist companion is the top of the list of beauties in the Eastern Regions, and he can be infinitely beautiful. But today, all his pride has been shattered, and the Taoist companion who should have been with him all his life has become an undying enemy.

"I'm going to dig out your heart and see if it's red or black. I'm going to cut open your head and see what's inside!" Ziyue Lingmei's eyes were full of anger, her silver teeth were clenched, and she opened her mouth word by word, her killing intent was already boiling to the extreme. This was the first time in her life that she had the strongest killing intent, and if she hadn't met Luo Yuan, her fate would have been endless desolation.

As soon as these words came out, it was like the middle of winter suddenly coming, and even the temperature between heaven and earth dropped a lot sharply.

"Huh?" Luo Yuan vaguely felt a strange momentum, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, staring at the Purple Moon Spirit. After a few breaths, he closed his eyes again and waited for the result.

"Kill...... Finish...... I....... Beg....... Beg....... You", the moment he heard the words of the Purple Moon Spirit, Huang Zitao knew that he was destined to not live. He used all the accumulated strength to beg for death, and he was more afraid that life would be better than death like the third young master. In that case, even if it is or, it doesn't make any sense.

"Death? That's really cheap for you, you also said that we once had a sea oath, how could I kill you?" Ziyue Ling smiled slightly, her heart was already distorted. If a very good person is immersed in darkness, he must be the most evil being. From now on, her heart will only be kind to one person, that is Luo Yuan, for Luo Yuan, she will not hesitate to break her bones.

When Huang Zitao heard this, his heart was full of fear, and at this moment, he began to fear that he was still alive. He regretted it a little, regretted why he didn't die directly, and regretted why he didn't kill the Purple Moon Spirit.

A sword slashed, and Huang Zitao's left hand to his wrist was cut off in unison. In the second sword, Huang Zitao's forearm to his elbow was cut off by Qi Qi, and his wound was sealed by the Purple Moon Spirit with cultivation, hanging his life.

The severe pain made Huang Zitao snort constantly, but his vitality was not weakened under the protection of the Purple Moon Spirit's cultivation. The pain was so intense that he couldn't even faint, and for the first time in his life, he felt that death was so happy.

Blood splashed, Ziyue Ling slashed down one sword after another, not only was she not disgusted by the blood on her dress and her face, but she vaguely felt a little happy. After a while, Huang Zitao, like the previous third young master, was cut into a human being. Beside him, fingers, toes, palms, forearms, and calves were scattered as if they had been torn apart.

His gaze was empty, but it was still not dead, like a puppet except for the painful sound in his throat.

Fang Bo had already turned his body on his back, even if it was him, he couldn't bear this kind of scene. Even if he killed a lot, he had never seen such cruel torture. After more than 300 years, it can be said that his state of mind and ability to bear are still passable. However, if he hadn't already turned his back on his back, I'm afraid he would have even vomited bile.

Luo Yuan's eyes opened and closed again, looking down, and there was still not much fluctuation in his gaze. Although this kind of scene is unbearable, it is nothing compared to the killing in his Blood Nunnery Mountain, and it is acceptable.

However, in the next moment, Purple Moon Spirit's actions made Luo Yuan a little difficult to accept.

The figure of the Purple Moon Spirit was like a Shura returning from purgatory, holding a long sword, and slowly walked to Huang Zitao's side, but leaned down and began to rub the blade of the long sword against the white bones exposed on Huang Zitao's shoulder. This is to use Huang Zitao's bones as a whetstone, and the sound of real bones rubbing against the blade sounded, even if Huang Zitao was like a lost soul, he couldn't help howling at this moment: "Ah! Ling'er, I'm wrong! Ling'er, please kill me! This life is better than my pig and dog, I'm a beast, you kill me!"

This is not a return to the light, but a spiritual power sent to his body by the Purple Moon Spirit for fear that he will die easily.