Chapter 179: Dry Bones

"Bang!", the crisp impact sound, like a meteorite colliding outside the sky, the sonorous sound was extremely loud. The stone sword that hit it seemed to hit everyone's hearts hard, making everyone unbearable and confused for a while. The atmosphere became solemn at this moment, and the young man standing in front of Mu Hao turned slightly pale, and said in a trembling tone: "I'm on the sword platform?

Above the scarlet sword platform, the stone sword fell straight down, and the rapid phantom was like the scythe of death. Everyone knows what it means to be on the sword platform, it means death!

"Hmm!" Mu Hao stared at the young man calmly, raised his left hand, and pointed to the sword platform in front of him: "First row, count the second sword platform from right to left." When the stone sword falls three times, you step on it and wait for my next order!" The young man frowned slightly, hesitated for a few breaths, gritted his teeth and said: "I refuse, I have no obligation to test this sword formation for you, I am a disciple of Miluo Palace, not a disciple of your Chixu Palace!"

The young man's words immediately resonated with the rest of the Miluo Palace disciples. In an instant, the bodies of these Miluo Palace disciples immediately tensed. His eyes converged, and his eyes stared at Mu Hao with a little hostility. The words of the confrontation did not make Mu Hao's expression change, and there was a faint sneer on his thin lips: "Everyone, you seem to have forgotten your current situation, and your fate is no longer in your hands!"

"Huh!", Sun Hao's figure swept out like a ghost, the sword rose, and a bamboo sword appeared in his hand without warning, and the next second, it appeared at the neck of the young man. "Poof!", a sword sealed his throat, scarlet blood splattered, and slammed down on the barren land.

"You are not qualified to bargain!" Sun Hao took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the blood stains of Zhu Jiao, and looked at the disciples of Miluo Palace lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his eyes were extremely cold. Mu Hao's gaze retracted from the corpse that fell to the ground, turned to the rest of the Miluo Palace disciples, and said with a smile: "There may be a glimmer of life when you climb the sword platform, and resisting is death!"

"What about your choice?" Mu Hao pointed to the nearest young man and said, "Do you resist, or obey orders!" This young man's face turned pale and bloodless in an instant, after seeing Mu Hao's strength, they would not be naïve to think that the strength of their people could defeat him. If you resist, as Mu Hao said, there is no other way but death, but ants still steal life, let alone people!

His legs trembled slightly, and the young man broke out in a cold sweat, and he was about to plead, but when he met Sun Hao's cold eyes. He knew that once he said nothing, what awaited him was death. Suddenly, the young man's eyes lit up slightly, and his gaze fell on Shen Yue, as if a drowning person saw a life-saving straw, "Senior Sister Shen Yue, you said that if I didn't participate in the grievances between you and Senior Brother Ye, I wouldn't be embarrassed!"

"Huh!", Sun Hao's sword moved again, piercing the young man's throat without any suspense. However, the young man's words reminded the disciples of Miluo Palace who were present, and they all said: "Senior Sister Shen Yue, you can't break your word! And whether you, the fat man, are you a disciple of my Miluo Palace, and you are not afraid of the punishment of the palace rules if you kill your fellow disciples so brutally!" "We haven't made a move before, and we haven't violated Shen Yue's request!"

One after another, he turned his angry gaze to Shen Yue, who was rubbing his eyes, and pleaded loudly with expectant eyes and a begging tone. Hearing this, Shen Yue yawned lazily and smiled: "It's over?, if it's over, then it's my turn!"

Shen Yue's eyes as clear as a mountain spring quietly looked at these angry Miluo Palace disciples, and his cold voice was like a sharp arrow out of the sheath, as if it could penetrate people's hearts at any time, with a chill that made the hearts of Miluo Palace disciples palpitate: "Don't you know that there are two kinds of people in this world who must not be gullible, one is a villain, and the other is a woman!"

After a pause, Shen Yue's slender onion fingers raised and pointed to his flawless and beautiful face, "Especially a beautiful woman like me!" These strong words fell into Shen Yue's mouth, but they became the truth, making all the disciples of Miluo Palace suddenly silent.

And Sun Hao on the side looked innocent, and said with a bitter face: "Didn't you just grab a piece of clothing to wear, I am really a disciple of Miluo Palace, but this "Mi" is not your "Mi"!" The disciples of Miluo Palace, when they heard this, rolled their eyes for a while, and a sad atmosphere permeated them. Hearing this, I saw a hint of jealousy and a hint of happiness flashing in Shen Yue's smiling eyes!

There was a smile on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth, such shameless words could only be said by Shen Yue so calmly, casually pointing at a disciple of Miluo Palace, and said softly: "You go to the sword platform!" Although Mu Hao's tone was kind, there was an undeniable killing intent, and the kind words were like a death talisman in the young man's ears. "No!" The young man who was ordered said only in a promise, carrying his legs as if he were tied to the lead ball, and walked towards the sword platform with heavy steps, although the disciples of the Miluo Palace around him were angry, they did not dare to make a move.

"Bang!bang!", the huge stone sword fell straight down, three times in a row, the young man gritted his teeth and jumped onto the sword platform. "Leap forward to the sword platform!" Mu Hao said lightly. "No!" the young man broke out in a cold sweat and agreed with his head. I saw that its body immediately tensed, and with a kick of both feet, it shot out like a cheetah.

"Bang!", a dull sound suddenly rose, and a bloody scene appeared in Mu Hao's sight without warning, this young man had just swept out more than half of his body, and before he touched the sword platform in the second row, his body seemed to be squeezed by endless pressure, and quickly shattered, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew, and the end was extremely bloody!

"Hiss!", a neat gasp sounded among the disciples of Miluo Palace, and even some disciples of Miluo Palace exclaimed: "Yin Ping!" Mu Hao's face was expressionless, and he pointed to a woman in a long blue dress: "The first row, the third sword platform counted from right to left!".

The woman who was pointed, her beautiful face was pale and bloodless, and she bit her lip slightly, and stepped forward to the third sword platform. On this sword platform, the previous stone sword had already fallen, and the woman stepped on it unharmed.

"The fourth sword platform in the first row!" Mu Hao said lightly. Although the woman hesitated slightly, she immediately took a step forward, and there were even tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, which made people feel pity, but no one had mercy to stop Mu Hao's atrocity. On the fourth sword platform, the stone sword fell in the first stage of the sword formation's operation, and the woman was still safe and sound, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but sweat for it.

It wasn't until the stone swords above the second row of sword platforms fell that the woman's body was squeezed by the endless aura and quickly shattered and decomposed. Mu Hao immediately noticed the change in the ethereal aura pressure on the first row of sword platforms, "When the second row of stone swords fell, the aura power immediately permeated the first row of sword platforms!"

Under the dappled sunlight, on the neat rows of sword platforms, pools of blood and flesh were shocking, and dozens of disciples of Miluo Palace were buried on them one after another. The three surviving disciples of the Miluo Palace stood behind them with shocked faces.

At this moment, their sanity was close to collapse, and seeing the tragic death of a fellow disciple, a pair of invisible death hands slowly approached them, but no one felt resistant, which was also a kind of sadness. And the thin and slender figure in front of them is the one who pushed them to hell, no, it should be a demon.

"Ye Ziyang is right, if he dies in my hands, I will be in some trouble!" Mu Hao squinted his eyes slightly, squatted down, and said lightly: "Fat Dun clears the field!" "Clear the field!", Sun Hao raised his sword and walked towards the three people who looked crazy, the sword rose, the blood fell, the terrible screams echoed, and the bloody breath was a little more.

"It's really troublesome for you to let most of the Miluo Palace disciples deliberately die on the sword platform. Now that he has found a way to pass through this sword formation, he will directly clear the field, no, waste all this time!" Shen Yue squatted down, touched his delicate pretty face, stared at Mu Hao with his eyes, and showed a shallow smile at Mu Hao, revealing his cute little tiger teeth. This shallow smile is like a clear spring flowing through a mountain stream, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Mu Hao said seriously: "I don't dare to ignore a single detail, because it is fatal to all three of you and me, so I would rather spend more time trying it." Besides, let you clean up these Miluo Palace disciples by yourself, is that okay?" "What's wrong, don't forget, I'm very cruel!" Shen Yueqiao's face was full of smiles, but a shallow sadness flashed in her delicate eyes like the bright moon.

"You are really a deviant little witch!" Mu Hao got up and said with a wry smile. Shen Yue pouted and corrected, "It's the queen!" So little white face, if you want to stand out from my beauties and get my favor, you have to work harder!" Slightly curling the corners of her mouth, Shen Yue giggled.

Mu Hao stepped forward slowly, looked at this overly delicate pretty face slightly, and teased: "Stand out, this is not simple, you are a deviant little witch, then I just need to incarnate as a heinous demon king!" "By the way, are you confessing?" Sun Hao carried the bloody bamboo sword with a resentful expression.

"Ha, a good confession, it's much stronger than those sassy bags who can only talk sweetly!" Shen Yue laughed nervously, and said in a smug tone: "My charm is really invincible, it's only been a few days, and you have fallen so quickly!" Hearing this, the muscles at the corners of Mu Hao's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Shen Yue, who felt good about himself, he broke out in a cold sweat, didn't you hear that this was ridicule?

Mu Hao touched his nose helplessly, turned around and walked towards the sword platform, and Jun's face with a bright smile was solemn, "For a while, you will follow me!" "Hmm!" Sun Hao and Shen Yue nodded slightly, both of them knew the stakes involved, and they didn't dare to be careless at all.

(The content of this chapter is a bit cruel, but no one is perfect, and the protagonist is not perfect, everyone in the story has a bright side and a dark side.) In life, we will inevitably encounter injustices, but I want you to stand up. In front of the memorial to the Jews who died, there is a bishop's words: "We chose to be silent when they killed the Jews, and then they went on a killing spree, and we chose to be silent······ In the end, the butcher's knife was on our necks, and we still chose to be silent. I hope you will collect and reward, thank you!)