Lu Zhou flew past the pavilion.
He paused for a moment and looked down.
There was a man lying on the ground with his arm raised towards the sky. His arm was stained with blood.
He muttered, "Sect Leader … It's good that you're fine …"
Lu Zhou did not have the time to deal with this person.
She wondered how Si Wuya managed to make so many people loyal to him.
In the distant sky, a small messenger bird flew over and landed on the man's finger. It gently pecked at the blood on his finger before flying away again.
A moment later.
Ye Zhixing's figure flashed past like a ghost, picked up the man, and disappeared in an instant.
In the Obedient Villa.
Absolute silence.
After Lao Ai regained his vitality, his nostrils were fuming, and he looked like he would explode at any moment.
After witnessing its power. The surrounding soldiers, cultivators, and Shadow Knights did not dare to underestimate this mount.
"Don't move, be a good boy." Little Yuan 'er patted Bi An.
Tao Wu really sat on the ground obediently and raised his head arrogantly, looking at the humans around him with disdain.
This was really looking down on people.
Leng Luo, Mingshi Yin, and Jiang Aijian manifested their avatars one after another.
An Eight-leaf Leng Luo!
Uh … Three-leaf Mingshi Yin!
Five Leaves River Love Sword!
Zhao Yue and Little Yuan 'er exchanged a glance, and then they looked away as if they did not see anything.
Then, the three avatars disappeared.
No matter how many avatars there were, they were not as shocking as the Eight-leaf golden lotus.
Be it the height or the number of golden lotus leaves.
It was enough to intimidate everyone.
Mingshi Yin and Jiang Aijian regretted revealing their avatars.
"Don't look at me like that. What's so great about being a Five-leaf cultivator?!" Mingshi Yin rolled his eyes.
"Yes, yes, yes … You're amazing. I admit it, I admit it …" Jiang Aijian nodded.
This was no laughing matter.
He did not think that a Three-leaf cultivator could kill a Five-leaf cultivator by surprise.
It was not shameful to be a coward.
Moreover, the Eight-leaf Leng Luo was present.
No matter how many leaves there were, they were all overshadowed.
Although Leng Luo's cultivation base had not recovered, it was not difficult for him to summon the Eight-leaf stage for a moment.
He looked indifferently at Mo Li who was lying on the ground.
Motionless.
Jiang Aijian walked over and stood next to Leng Luo. He looked at Mo Li with slight disdain and said, "How tragic …"
"Was it miserable?"
"Hmm, it's pretty miserable …"
Leng Luo raised his hand. The blade was still stained with Mo Li's blood. Jiang Aijian did not know what Leng Luo was up to, so he took a step back. Primal Qi surged out of Leng Luo's palm and condensed into energy.
Golden energy circled the saber and descended on Mo Li's body.
"This …"
Jiang Aijian turned around.
I'd better not watch this scene. If I do, I'll have a mental breakdown!
Leng Luo was probably the only person in the world who could do such a thing.
Bang, bang, bang!
Several energy sabers landed on the corpse.
This was really cutting him into eight pieces, grinding his bones and scattering his ashes.
Everyone's scalp went numb and their hair stood on end.
On second thought, Leng Luo and Mo Li were truly irreconcilable enemies. Mo Li had controlled Leng Luo for so many years and had done so many disgusting things. Even chopping Leng Luo into pieces wouldn't be enough to appease the hatred in his heart.
The lips of the Second Prince, Liu Huan, trembled when he saw this.
"You, you … you …" Liu Huan was at a loss for words.
His face was pale, and he felt weak all over.
After Leng Luo was done with what he was doing, he put away his saber. Instead, he turned around and straightened his clothes as though nothing had happened.
Then, he explained, "A grand shaman like this has to be treated with caution. It'll be troublesome if he's turned into a puppet or resurrected."
'Mhm, there's no need to explain.
I'll believe you, alright? '
Jiang Aijian nodded.
He moved further away from Liu Huan.
He looked at the generals and soldiers around him, as well as the confused Black Knights.
"Fan Xiuwen … If you don't give me a perfect explanation …" Liu Huan said in a threatening tone.
"Do I need to explain my actions to you?" Leng Luo retorted.
"Leng Luo?" Liu Huan said with a dumbfounded expression.
Jiang Aijian picked up an ordinary saber from the ground. He flicked it with his finger. It made a crisp sound as a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He explained with a smile, "Your Highness, Second Prince, don't you know this person? He's Leng Luo, the person whose name shook the world three hundred years ago. "
Everyone was shocked.
Some of the Black Knights' former subordinates only knew about Fan Xiuwen. They didn't know about Leng Luo.
After the deaths of the Four Dark Knights, no one in the Black Knight Camp knew that Fan Xiuwen was actually Leng Luo.
The remaining Shadow Knights had dumbfounded expressions on their faces … Weren't the Shadow Knights the fakes that Mo Li supported? How did it become Leng Luo?!
However, it was useless to analyze these things.
An Eight-leaf Avatar was more than enough to prove his identity.
The Second Prince, Liu Huan, stared at the two of them with burning eyes. "So what if he's Leng Luo? Since you killed Consort Li … you have to pay with your life! "
Jiang Aijian smiled.
"You seem to like dictating the fate of others?"
"That's right! Jiang Aijian … I won't forgive you. "
"Don't … I cherish my life! Your Highness, please don't stoop to my level … "Jiang Aijian pleaded as he walked over cowardly.
Jiang Aijian said.
Liu Huan looked down on Yu Shangrong even more now. His fear of Leng Luo's Eight-leaf avatar had mostly disappeared as well.
He pointed at Jiang Aijian and said, "Kneel before me!"
Jiang Aijian was not angry at all.
Instead, he seemed to be in a good mood.
When Mingshi Yin saw this, he cursed, "Why are you wasting your breath on him? Let's beat him up first. We'll deal with him when master returns!"
Jiang Aijian walked up to Liu Huan.
Liu Huan flicked the dust off his sleeve and said, "Kneel."
"Alright."
Swoosh!
…
The sound of a saber piercing a body rang in the air again. It was unique and clear, but it was easy to recognize.
When everyone's eyes focused on it …
The soldiers' eyes burned with passion.
They finally understood why Jiang Aijian had picked up the saber and flicked it.
He had done it for this moment.
The saber had completely sunk into the Second Prince's chest!
Yes, it had completely sunk in!
The tip of the saber had pierced through the Second Prince's back.
Liu Huan's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at Jiang Aijian.
There was a hint of a smile in Jiang Aijian's eyes. He gripped the saber's hilt with both hands and pushed it firmly into Liu Huan's body.
The tip of the saber was stained with blood.
Drip.
Drip.
Drop after drop of blood fell from the tip of the saber with the wind.
When it landed on the stone floor, it splashed out large plum blossoms, bright red and dazzling.
The Obedient Villa was so quiet that one could hear the sound of blood dripping.
Leng Luo was slightly surprised when he saw this. He raised his hand and warned, "I'll kill anyone who dares to move."
The remaining people did not dare to move.
There was still a smile in his eyes as he looked at Liu Huan.
After what seemed like forever, Jiang Aijian chuckled.
It was sloppy, but also a little sad.
In the corner, the Fourth Prince Liu Bing dared not make a sound. He raised his hand in shock, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat. Unable to say anything, he shook his head helplessly and lowered his hand.
Life and death were decreed by fate, riches and honor were determined by the heavens. Even if he had to kneel, he had to walk the path that he had chosen. Even if he died, he would not blame the heavens or anyone else.
Cough.
Liu Huan coughed, and the last breath he had in his stomach escaped his mouth.
There was also blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.
He could no longer control himself.
Liu Huan mustered all his strength and grabbed forward!
He grabbed Jiang Aijian's hands!
Jiang Aijian did not dodge. Instead, he leaned forward and whispered into Liu Huan's ear, "The 1,000 lives in Jinghe Palace will forever be looking at you. Atone for your sins!"
Liu Huan's eyes widened.
Jiang Aijian shook his head. Energy suddenly rose from his palms.
Bam!
Liu Huan reeled back.
He landed gently on the ground.
The saber on his body was halfway up. Liu Huan, the Second Prince, died on the spot.
Jiang Aijian chuckled and reverted to his usual sloppy self.
"I didn't do it on purpose … Heh, I didn't know he was so weak!" Jiang Aijian hastily returned to Bi An's side.
Mingshi Yin, Little Yuan 'er, and Zhao Yue looked at Jiang Aijian speechlessly.
Although Zhao Yue had a close relationship with them, they had never interacted much. She did not feel sad about it. Moreover, Liu Huan had crossed the line. Now that he was dead, they felt relieved.
"What should we do with the rest?" Mingshi Yin asked curiously.
He was extremely excited when he saw Bi An's face.
'I f * cking love this feeling of bullying others.
Oh, no, it's like bullying others! '
…
Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou flew through the forest on Whitzard's back.
He did not know how long he had been chasing, but he felt he was getting closer.
At the same time, he calculated in his mind.
With Yu Shangrong and Si Wuya's speed, there was no way they were a match for Whitzard.
'Just give chase!
Rascal, let's see where you can run to now. '
Whitzard understood its master's intention. It flew past the mountain and the forest.
"Something's not right."
Lu Zhou suddenly called out.
Whitzard came to a halt. It looked up and said loudly.
The sound wave spread out at a terrifying speed.
…
Yu Shangrong and Si Wuya were caught off guard. They plummeted.
Fortunately, Yu Shangrong's cultivation base was profound. After the initial shock, he adjusted himself and landed slowly.
"Second Senior Brother, don't panic!" Si Wuya landed and looked up. His eyes were wide as he looked at the sky.
Yu Shangrong's expression was calm. "I'm not panicking."
"I don't think so."
"There's no need to be afraid." Yu Shangrong remained calm.
Si Wuya. "…"
After giving it some thought, Si Wuya felt that something was amiss. He said, "You have a profound cultivation base, Second Senior Brother. It's only natural that you're not afraid. I've just been dispelled from the mantra, and I'm not feeling well. Please take me with you and leave this place as soon as possible, senior brother."
"Sure," Yu Shangrong agreed to Si Wuya's request without hesitation.
Si Wuya did not reply.
Yu Shangrong's energy had already surrounded him.
The two of them flew toward Cloudy Fury Forest.
As they flew, they looked behind them.
"I don't think master is coming after us." Si Wuya looked behind him.
Yu Shangrong nodded. He asked in confusion, "You've dispelled the mantra?"
"I don't know what happened …" Si Wuya recalled the scene he saw in the pavilion. Fear still lingered in his heart.
"No matter what, it's good that it's dispelled," Yu Shangrong said.
The two of them sped forward.
Si Wuya looked ahead and asked in confusion, "Where are we going, Second Senior Brother?"
"Radiant Cloud Forest," Yu Shangrong replied calmly.
"Now?"
"Now."
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