The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice brother laughed miserably, and shook his head, not replying.
"Since you came to kill me, you should know my identity." Su Clan's Shiliu said indifferently. "Even if you don't speak, as long as I bring you back to the Su Clan … I have ways to make you spit everything out. Even if I die, I have ways to extract your soul, and get the answers I want! "
Her words weren't threats. As an ancient cultivation clan, the Su Clan had many mysterious methods.
The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice brother became uneasy. He naturally understood the Su Clan's strength and methods.
But he was still hesitating. His four limbs were already broken. If he revealed information about the Moonsabre Sect … even if Su Clan's Shiliu spared his life, the Moonsabre Sect wouldn't let him off!
Since he was going to die either way!
As if she could read his mind, Shiliu spoke again. "Tell me everything you know … I'll let you die a quick death."
Death was also divided into 'a quick death' and 'a painful death'.
What was important wasn't the result, but the process.
Song Shuhang put away the black flying sword, and said to Shiliu. "He should be trying to frame you? That uncle from the Immortal Farming Sect had just come into contact with you, and he immediately followed to kill you. If he succeeds, and covers it up a bit, then everyone will think it was that uncle from the Immortal Farming Sect who killed you. "
"If the matter is covered up, senior Ah Qi will definitely find the Immortal Farming Sect for revenge. At that time, when the sandpiper and clam fight, the fisherman will have a chance to profit. I think that he, or the power behind him, is either the Immortal Farming Sect's mortal enemy, or he wants to obtain something from the Immortal Farming Sect? "
As for why Song Shuhang knew so much … wasn't that how it was played on television? Putting this sort of routine into a television plot could give a similar answer.
The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice brother's expression became increasingly ugly.
"Looks like you guessed correctly." A palm-sized dagger slid out of Shiliu's palm. Borrowing the rest just now, her true qi had recovered a bit.
She walked close to the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother. "I'll ask one last time. Your name, background, and why do you want to assassinate me?"
Just as Su Clan's Shiliu neared the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice brother, he suddenly laughed loudly. "Hahahaha!"
Then, he spat out a talisman from his mouth.
The talisman gently swayed in the air and turned into a blood-red long saber!
The stench of blood spread out, and this evil blade welcomed Shiliu Su Clan's head and chopped down.
This was a treasure talisman given to him by his sect to assassinate Shiliu. He had endured for so long just to wait for Shiliu to enter the attack range of the treasure talisman!
However, Shiliu was already prepared. He gently raised the palm-sized knife in his hand and blocked the blood-colored long knife. The saber light on the small saber soared, easily shattering the blood saber formed by the talismans.
Shiliu said, "I already knew that you had some tricks up your sleeves."
After the blood saber shattered, the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother on the ground seemed to feel the same, and let out a series of pitiful cries. "Ahhhhhh!"
Shiliu frowned, feeling that something was wrong. Her figure flashed, and the knife in her hand fiercely stabbed towards the opponent's head!
But before her knife stabbed down, a sudden change occurred.
"Ahhhhhh!" The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother's pitiful cries became even more mournful. At the same time, the broken blood saber talisman extended a blood line, connecting to his body.
The senior apprentice-brother's essence, qi and blood flowed along the blood line, and unceasingly merged into the blood saber.
The broken saber used this to restore itself, and with a shake of the blade, it chopped towards Shiliu!
The situation changed extremely quickly, and Shiliu could only return his knife to block.
Dang!
This blood saber was even faster and more ruthless than the previous one!
Although Shiliu blocked this saber, she was forced back several steps …
"The Bloodsabre Evil Sect's secret technique, Bloodgod Saber?" She recognised the origins of this blood saber talisman.
The Bloodsabre Evil Sect was an evil sect that had been exterminated a very, very long time ago.
The disciples of the sect used blood as the source of their power, and used their essence blood and soul to form their innate evil saber. Every time they sacrificed a single innate evil saber, they often had to sacrifice hundreds of human and animal lives.
And the disciples of the Bloodsabre Evil Sect, in order to advance, had to constantly kill to raise the quality of their innate evil saber.
Finally, this evil sect provoked the wrath of the masses. The sect was destroyed, its inheritance severed, and all of its evil secret techniques were destroyed.
Who would've thought that there were still survivors of the Bloodsabre Evil Sect alive!
The talisman of the senior apprentice-brother contained a portion of the Bloodgod Saber's secret technique. As long as there was sufficient blood and essence, the Bloodgod Saber would not be destroyed.
"Ahhhhh … go die for me … go die quickly!" The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother crazily shouted. His body constantly became thin and shrivelled, and became all skin and bones.
As the Bloodgod Saber and Shiliu collided again and again, the evil saber would constantly draw the essence blood from his body, as well as the strength of his soul to repair the damage to the saber.
Every time it drew, it brought indescribable pain and despair. But after the Bloodgod Saber drew enough nourishment, it became stronger and stronger.
If this continued, the originally heavily injured Shiliu might really not be able to hold on!
"Kill you … kill you …" The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother crazily shouted.
This was truly exchanging life for life.
It all depended on whether his essence blood and soul would be drawn out first, or that Su Clan's Shiliu would be beheaded under the Bloodgod Saber first!
"Ding ding ding ding." Su Clan's Shiliu continuously retreated after receiving seven strikes.
The intense battle caused her to be unable to suppress the injuries in her body, and her face was deathly pale.
Finally, after resisting the eighth strike of the Bloodgod Saber, the palm-sized saber in her hand left her hand!
"I've won! Su Clan's Shiliu! " The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother laughed madly, and took the initiative to send the essence blood in his body into the Bloodgod Saber. Immediately, the Bloodgod Saber doubled in size!
As long as he beheaded Shiliu, he still had hope of living on. Whether it was severed limbs, or expended essence blood, they could all be recovered from the sect's rewards!
As long as he killed Su Clan's Shiliu!
The Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother's face was malevolent, and faintly carried a trace of excitement and satisfaction.
Su Clan's Shiliu's face was deathly pale, and he directly faced the rapidly expanding Bloodgod Saber.
Chi!
At this moment, a black flying sword drew an arc of sword light, and the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother's head … was chopped off.
Large amounts of essence blood and soul power had been drawn out by the Bloodgod Saber charm. After his head was chopped off, his life force was quickly extinguished, and he thoroughly died.
The change was so sudden that even at the moment of death, the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother's sinister smile and satisfied expression didn't fade …
It was Song Shuhang. At some point, he had stealthily snuck behind the Moonsabre Sect senior apprentice-brother's back. The sword in his hand fell, and another good head was chopped off.
Cultivators had countless methods to preserve their lives. Song Shuhang had always remembered Riverly Purple Mist's words in his heart.
Even if he crippled the opponent's arms and legs, he didn't let down his guard.
… …
… …
Having lost the support of its master, the Bloodgod Saber formed from the charm instantly crumbled, and the charm also turned into ashes.
"Thank you." Shiliu's face was deathly pale, and he said softly … he owed him again.
"You're welcome." Song Shuhang replied habitually. At the same time, he took a deep breath, and calmed his emotions, adjusting his mental state.
Shiliu picked up his little knife, and returned to the corpse to examine it.
"He doesn't have anything on him that can prove his identity. Furthermore, even his soul has dispersed. Like this, finding out his background has become troublesome. "Shiliu said gloomily.
"It's not impossible to find out his identity." Song Shuhang had a clue. The 'Black Iron Flying Sword' in his hand contained a very valuable clue ….
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