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Chapter 196

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The golden bow in Tang Ao's hand was the Sun Shooting Divine Bow forged by Tang Ao and the Bai Clan's Master Refiner. At this moment, Tang Ao's spiritual power was continuously gathering towards the bow. The Sun Shooting Arrow Soul from the 12th Heavenly Layer also slowly merged with the Sun Shooting Divine Bow.

At this moment, the cold Sun Shooting Divine Bow suddenly seemed to have a life of its own. Murong Hua, who was locked on by the divine bow, felt the aura of death. He wanted to dodge, but the divine bow had completely locked on to him. No matter where he escaped to, he had no doubt that the divine bow's arrow would pierce through him in the next instant.

"Tang Ao, let me go! I promise I will never be your enemy again. " Murong Hua was afraid. Ever since he started cultivating, he had experienced countless life and death trials, but he had never been so afraid. He had never been so close to death. His martial dao talent was not weak, and he was also the second young master of the Murong Clan.

He was used to calling the wind and summoning the rain. He was born with wealth and status that many people couldn't obtain in their entire lives. However, he was not satisfied with this. Human's desires were like rolling snow, endless and more intense. Therefore, he kept cultivating to become stronger and continued to act recklessly. Cultivating to this day, his hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

He killed those who should be killed, and those who shouldn't be killed. Wealth, status, fame, women, he had all of them. In this kind of befuddled life, after possessing great power, killing often brought him a sense of reality. At one point, he even believed that he could only prove his existence through endless slaughter.

Perhaps it was because he lived under the shadow of his big brother that he formed such a character, or perhaps this was originally a deep-rooted bad habit of humans. At this moment, countless scenes suddenly appeared in Murong Hua's eyes. These scenes were the final struggles of the people who died tragically in his hands.

As the seven streams of light from the Seven Kill Art converged into an arrow on the divine bow, Tang Ao gradually saw these memory fragments of Murong Hua. At this moment, Tang Ao also had a clearer understanding of the Seven Kill Art. The reason why the senior who created the Seven Kill Art of the Slaughter created the Seven Kill Art of the Slaughter was not to kill, but to purge the sins left behind by killing.

"Tang Ao, you can't kill me. I'm the Second Young Master of the Murong Family of the Primordial Era. If you kill me, the Murong Family of the Primordial Era will become your mortal enemy." Only at the last moment of his life did Murong Hua realize how strong his will to live was. In the past, when he saw the expressions of those who were about to die in his hands, Murong Hua was very disdainful. Only at this moment did he understand this indescribable feeling.

The divine bow in Tang Ao's hand was pulled wider and wider, and the seven-colored arrow condensed by the Seven Kill Art was getting sharper and sharper. But Murong Hua still did not give up. "Tang Ao, let me go. I can give you anything you want. There's nothing that the Murong family of the Primordial Era can't give you."

"Murong Hua, your cultivation is only at the peak of the ninth level of the Origin realm, but your hands are full of blood debts. Since you dare to wantonly kill, you should be prepared to pay the debt of blood sooner or later. "Hearing Murong Hua's words, Tang Ao was not moved. Not only the innocent people who died tragically in Murong Hua's hands.

If Tang Ao came half a step later today, Luo Caiyi's ending would also be extremely miserable. Just now, when he used the Seven Kill Art of the Slaughter, Tang Ao saw the scene from Murong Hua's memory fragments. None of the girls who were defiled by Murong Hua in the past survived. Moreover, their deaths were extremely miserable.

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