A strong sense of foreboding enveloped Zi Xieqing's heart. She stood up in frustration and paced back and forth in the courtyard. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She had no idea what was going on at all.
A young man in white rushed in. "Miss Zi, what happened?"
Zi Xieqing frowned and said, "During this period of time, something big happened in the Heavenly Imperial Court?"
The young man in white scratched his head and said blankly, "Where did it happen? What the hell … "
Zi Xieqing said impatiently, "Then, the person I asked you to investigate last time, have you found out who the hell is?"
"What the hell …" The young man in white was a little ashamed.
But before he finished speaking, he was kicked out by Zi Xieqing.
Although Zi Xieqing's temper was a little irritable, she was usually very restrained. At this moment, for some reason, she couldn't help but fly into a rage. "You can't even investigate one person. Are you still the Empress of the Demon Race?"
The young man in white was confused. He was about to explain when he saw that Zi Xieqing actually ignored him. She just frowned and muttered to herself, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? … "
…
Lower Three Heavens. Palace!
Emperor Tieyang looked up suddenly, his eyes filled with deep sorrow. "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?!! "
He felt infinitely lonely, as if he had lost the greatest protection in this world, and had become an orphan without any relatives!
"Don't abandon me …" The little emperor's tears flowed like a spring …
…
On the other side of the Heaven Imperial Court, the Tribulation brothers were doing something. At this moment, they were orderly and solemn.
Mo Tianji threw out the Copper Coin of Destiny and hurriedly calculated …
Everyone felt restless, and started to miss Chu Yang endlessly.
What's wrong?
…
Click. Click, click …
Chu Yang was still walking forward coldly. His footsteps were consistent and clear, just like an ordinary person walking.
His eyes were calm and his face was calm. There was no fluctuation at all.
He just walked forward step by step.
But the Chu Yang now was actually so terrifying. Just like the God of Death walking in the mortal world, everywhere he passed, there was only endless silence!
The Tribulation Sword in Chu Yang's hand was actually flickering with blood-red light. With each step, at least seven or eight Ghost Hunter experts would die, their primordial souls destroyed!
Brothers, I said that I would create a legend with you. It was a pity. But I had to leave first.
You have to be well! All of you have to create your own legends!
…
Chu Yang's ashen eyes looked forward.
This will. There were only five people left.
The five of them were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They looked at Chu Yang in fear and trembled. One of them was Yuan Shetu.
Yuan Shu Tu was the Young Master of Mo Yun Tian after all. Even though this incident was caused by him, as long as he was still the Young Master, the Ghost Hunter and the others had to ensure his safety first. Even if he had to use ZJ's life in exchange, he had to do it. This was the sorrow of being inferior!
As for the other three, they were the ones who had gone to the Chu clan's courtyard to cause trouble.
The reason why they were able to survive until now was partly because of their strength, and partly because of their status. They were the few people with the highest status in Mo Yuntian's group, and also the few with the strongest strength.
But at this moment, these three people's faces were ashen, and their eyes flashed with despair.
The others were all dead. As the culprits, they were at least accomplices. How could they be forgiven by this killing god in front of them?
But, under this kind of heaven-suppressing power, they couldn't even think of resisting. They could only wait to be killed!
This kind of sex is driving me crazy!
Under the three people's desperate gazes, Chu Yang didn't say anything and strode forward. He raised his sword and the sword light flew out. These three strongest experts of the Ghost Region still couldn't resist at all. Their heads flew high up in the air. Blood spurted out from their necks. This horrible scene made the scalps of Yang Bo and the other experts of the Snow Immortal Sea who were looking at it go numb.
These three people were real experts, and they were definitely not inferior to ZJ's experts!
But these three people, the masters of the masters, were killed without any ability to resist!
Even if it was killing a chicken, it had to struggle. But now that he was killing people, he didn't even need to struggle!
The three to four hundred people from the other two super sects, who belonged to Mo Yuntian, all turned pale. The thousands of people around them were all controlling ZJ, not daring to let him make any sound.
They didn't even dare to breathe.
Yuan Shetu looked at Chu Yang in horror. His whole body was shaking like an old sow, and his heart was already filled with regret! Isn't it just a woman? Can't you find her anywhere?
Even if you can't find a pure Yin body, you can find someone else to replace her …
Why did you have to provoke Chu Yang?
You were already killed by him once, but you still want to provoke him.
You're really looking for death, and you're looking for death again and again …
"Spare me … spare me …" Yuan Shetu retreated step by step in panic. Other than these three words, he couldn't say anything else.
Chu Yang held his sword and walked forward coldly. He was completely indifferent.
The last of the five people mentioned before was the black-clothed old man with white beard. That old man was still able to keep calm at this moment. It was obvious that he had a good temperament.
The old man let out a long sigh and said loudly, "Sir, this matter is indeed our fault, but now that you've killed so many people, I believe you've vented your anger enough. Why don't we all sit down and have a good talk? If you're still dissatisfied, we're willing to compensate you. We'll accept any price! We just want to appease your anger, how about it?! "
Chu Yang looked at him coldly. He didn't respond at all, and continued to walk forward.
The black-clothed old man with white beard took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Sir, you have to reconsider. Once you do something, there's no turning back! Your cultivation is indeed earth-shattering, but my young master is not an ordinary person. My young master is … "
Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed.
The black-clothed old man with white beard looked at the long sword in disbelief. It was like a brilliant flowing light that caught up with time. It crossed the boundary of time and space and pierced into his heart. Chu Yang actually allowed him to finish his last sentence!
Blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chu Yang blankly and said, "You'll regret it. You'll definitely regret it …"
Whether or not the Chu Yang of the past would have regretted today's events was uncertain. But, the Chu Yang of the present wouldn't. Because, the word 'regret' meant something to him!
Chu Yang coldly held his long sword horizontally. His chest was cut open. With a "shua" sound, his body turned into two pieces and fell to the ground. Poof. It turned into black ashes.
In front of him, there was only one Yuan Shetu. The last person of Mo Yuntian's Ghost Region.
"Don't kill me …" Yuan Shetu wailed and knelt down, "Don't kill me … I'm wrong … I won't dare to do it again …"
The sword light flashed.
One of Yuan Shetu's arms fell down. He screamed. Chu Yang coldly said, "Snatching my woman?"
This was the first time Chu Yang spoke since the start of this massacre!
Yuan Shetu screamed loudly. His whole body trembled and his soul left his body.
Poof!
Another sword strike. Yuan Shetu's left shoulder also fell down. Chu Yang lightly said, "Rushing to my house to snatch my woman?"
Yuan Shu was moaning, crying, and saying 'sh * t me' meaninglessly.
The sword light flashed again.
Both of Yuan Shetu's legs were cut off at the knees. Before he screamed, Chu Yang's sword stabbed into his crotch. He coldly said, "Even if you're dead, you're not qualified to be a man."
Everyone around felt their scalps tingle. But no one dared to act rashly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chu Yang slowly dismembered Yuan Shu Lu. Pieces of meat flew out, and bones were picked clean. Then, they were placed on the ground.
However, Yuan Shetu couldn't die yet. He couldn't die even if he begged for it. He could only howl and scream in agony. His mind was clear as he endured the bloodiest punishment in the world.
Chu Yang mechanically stabbed Yuan Shetu with his sword. At this moment, Chu Yang didn't have any specific thoughts. He only remembered one thing: This guy was a sworn enemy of Yuan Shetu!
At this point, the destructive force finally began to fade.
Chu Yang also slowly felt that Yuan Shetu's body was a little weak. His mind that had completely disappeared earlier was also gradually recovering. In a flash, he understood everything. He couldn't help but laugh bitterly. His sword pierced into Yuan Shetu's throat. The power that Yuan Shetu exchanged with his life was about to disappear. He couldn't let any change happen again!
With a spin of the sword, Yuan Shetu's head flew up.
"Die!"
Then, the sword light flashed violently. Bright light overflowed.
Yuan Shetu's head turned into pieces in mid-air. His flesh and bones were all turned into powder.
The massacre finally came to an end.
But the onlookers didn't relax at all.
Chu Yang slowly turned around. His cold eyes swept across the faces of the experts who were watching the battle. No matter who he saw, that person couldn't help but turn his face away.
This kind of ferocious and cruel gaze made everyone tremble in fear.
The huge wound on Chu Yang's chest started to bleed again.
Chu Yang could clearly feel Zj's vitality and mental strength depleting uncontrollably at the YD point.
I'm going to leave this world again!
Chu Yang smiled bitterly and thought to himself, [This life is really much stronger than the previous one …]
"Since I started my career, the people that I care about the most are my family, my women, and my brothers." Chu Yang endured the dizziness. His cold and sharp eyes looked at everyone's faces. He held his sword in front of his chest and looked down at everyone.
Blood dripped from the Calamity Sword and fell to the ground.
The surroundings were silent.
"This is my bottom line." Chu Yang said softly, "Whoever dares to cross this line will face the consequences!"
He pointed the tip of his sword at the messy corpses in front of him. There was a pool of blood and flesh on the ground.
Chu Yang smiled faintly and said indifferently, "Let's settle our grudges first. What's there to be afraid of?!"
Xue Xian's face turned green and white.
Hai Lianbo was also regretful. (To be continued …)
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