In the face of the tentacles that were attacking him from all directions, Xia He suddenly took a deep breath and took several steps in the air. His entire body was like a soaring dragon as he leaped several meters into the air. At the same time, the long saber in his hand did not stop. The cold saber light continuously slashed out, chopping off all the tentacles below him.
"It's useless."
The bloodstained man smiled slyly and charged toward Xia He. Seeing this, Xia He shook the long saber in his hand and used all his inner force to slash down vertically.
Boom …
The sharp saber light that was like a half-moon slashed the bloodstained man's body with a rumbling sound. A straight saber mark instantly extended from the center of the bloodstained man's eyebrows to his abdomen. With this saber and the previous horizontal slash, it was like a cross slash. The bloodstained man's body was torn into pieces by these two slashes, turning into dirty red blood that dripped down.
Dead?
The scene before him shocked Xia He. He did not dare to believe that he could so easily kill the bloodstained man that was rumored to be extremely terrifying. Just as Xia He was in shock, he did not notice that the tentacles that he had cut off earlier had quietly gathered together and hovered in the air. After a breath, an arm appeared from within and extended endlessly. In the blink of an eye, it had grabbed Xia He's ankle.
Jiejie …
A sly laugh rang out. Xia He knew that something was wrong. He saw the bloodstained man's dirty red blood gather into the arm below. Then, the bloodstained man that should have been dead reappeared.
"Without absolute destructive power, you can't kill me. So, hand over your body in peace, jiejie."
After he said the second half of his sentence, voices echoed around him, "Hand over your body in peace, jiejie."
It turned out that several blood-colored beams of light had already arrived before him without a sound. One after another, hideous and twisted blood-stained people surrounded Xia He from all directions. Xia He's ankle was restrained, and his entire leg was quickly losing feeling. With these blood-stained people surrounding him, Xia He knew that he had already fallen into a hopeless situation.
However, as a player, he had never been afraid. It was just a flash of reluctance in his heart. Then, his gaze became resolute, and he shouted, "You are not worthy of taking my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia He took a deep breath, and a misty blue light flashed from his abdomen. Following that, his entire body rapidly swelled up. In the next instant, hundreds of blue lights rushed out from his body, and like a spinning blue blade light, they swept out in all directions. The blue blade light was extremely sharp, and anyone who came into contact with it would be cut into two. It had an unstoppable might.
With this one move, the bloodstained people around Xia He either died or retreated. Even the bloodstained people that were grabbing onto his ankles were crushed again. In an instant, there was no one else around him. After using this move, Xia He's entire body quickly shriveled up. His skin was devoid of blood, and his eyes were filled with the dispiritedness and helplessness of someone who was about to die.
"Goodbye, World of Martial Arts."
Xia He muttered these last words, and then closed his eyes. His entire body scattered into the air. As a player, of course he could revive, but would he?
"Goodbye, Xia He."
In a secret location ten or so miles away from Nanming Village, Wang Yan watched as Xia He disappeared into the distant sky, and silently bid him farewell. Back when he and Xia He first joined hands to kill the Flower Thief, Wang Yan knew what kind of person Xia He was. Xia He was a lone wolf. His bones were filled with arrogance and his own glory. He believed in his own blade more than anything else. He was a pure and ambitious swordsman of Tyranny, a true World of Martial Arts.
Because of this, even though Wang Yan had arrived at Nanming Village long ago, he didn't show himself. He didn't try to persuade Xia He to leave. In the end, he didn't try to save Xia He either. Because Xia He didn't need it. He was willing to leave with his dignity and pride, but he wouldn't lower his head just to "live." He was this kind of person, this kind of swordsman of the martial arts world.
"Maybe he'll come back one day?"
Somehow, Wang Yan had a premonition that he would see Xia He again one day, so he didn't feel sad. He just naturally reminisced about the days when the two of them worked together to rob people in Tianmaji. In the end, he calmed down and looked towards Nanming Village.
With Xia He's death, the morale of the Double Evils Hall naturally collapsed. No one even dared to stand up against the bloodstained people. Even the Clasping Essence Stage worshippers turned around immediately. Unfortunately, with the bloodstained people's extreme speed, not a single person could escape. By the time the bloodstained army arrived, in less than the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, there wasn't a single living person left in this important town at the border of the two provinces. There were only new bloodstained people formed by the dirty red blood and blood corpses with dull expressions, like the walking dead.
Nanming Village meant that the entire Dong Hua Province had fallen. Even if there were still places where the bloodstained people and bloodstained people hadn't arrived yet, it was only a matter of time. A huge change in the land of a province, with endless black water covering it, NPCs were all turned into bloodstained people, and players were invaded and turned into blood corpses. No matter what, this was a big deal. But what Wang Yan didn't understand was why the mainframe didn't react for so long. How could Chen Xu and the others not know about such a big event? Just sit back and watch? Then where were the players' interests? Was there a deviation in his previous understanding?
One question after another appeared in his mind, but faintly, Wang Yan felt that he would soon get the answer.
As expected, just as Nanming Village fell completely, the black river behind them gradually approached, and the bloodstained army was preparing to leave the Northern Victory Province, a vortex silently appeared in the sky. Wang Yan noticed it immediately, probably because the vortex gave off a feeling that made Wang Yan's heart jump.
This is …
Wang Yan suddenly remembered the strange experience when the world stopped in Mount Tailan. He had sensed a certain terrifying existence. He instantly believed that this terrifying existence was finally going to make a move. Even though there was no evidence, Wang Yan was very sure.
"This is the mainframe's last resort?!"
While he was shocked, Wang Yan's vortex suddenly burst with golden light. Immediately after, a huge golden palm struck down. It didn't have a grand momentum, and it couldn't compare to the brilliant power of the Nascent Soul cultivator, Han Daoyuan's sword. However, this palm was even more terrifying in Wang Yan's eyes. Wherever the palm passed, even the space began to collapse. For the first time, Wang Yan saw the chain of rules that formed the basic rules of the world, as well as the foundation of the Heavenly Path. His brain immediately ran through his memories at full speed, delving deeper and even trying to decipher it.
And this wasn't the most terrifying thing. After the rules of space collapsed, they didn't disappear. Instead, even the foundation of the Heavenly Path was frozen. As a result, the area around Nanming Village seemed to be completely locked by this palm. Nothing could escape.
Boom …
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