"If you don't play tricks, I will do what I say."
Chen Luoyang's tone was flat, but extremely overbearing.
Nie Hua and Han Xu's expressions changed when they heard this.
They glanced at each other with a troubled expression. "Hierarch Chen, this is a bit unfair …"
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "My words are fair."
He looked down at the two people below the stairs. "You still don't understand one thing. The rules are set by me."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed.
His fingertip suddenly lit up.
The light was so dazzling that it was hard to look at it directly.
It was like looking up at the sun when it was in the middle of the sky.
Nie Hua and Han Xu almost reflexively made their moves to block.
But the moment Chen Luoyang's fingertip lit up, a ray of light shot straight at Han Xu's forehead.
Han Xu's hands formed into claws, wanting to block in front of him.
But before he could raise his hands, that dazzling golden light hit the center of his forehead.
It shot through his head!
After this golden light, the light on Chen Luoyang's fingertip also instantly disappeared.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
A King Wu, who had once proudly roared in a region, had already died on the spot.
Han Xu still stood where he was without moving.
His raised hands didn't even stop, continuing to rise and then block in front of him.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain.
His Snow Tiger Claw that had rampaged in the north had no room to be used.
The Snow Howl True Technique that he had painstakingly practiced for decades was completely useless in front of the youth with black light flashing in his eyes.
Han Xu's widened eyes lost the light of life.
A shocked expression froze on his face.
There was a hole between his eyebrows that went straight through to the back of his head.
But no blood flowed out, no matter in front or back.
It was as if this hole had existed since Han Xu was born.
There was a faint smell of burning coming from it.
A King Wu was dead.
The carpet in the hall didn't even have a stain.
Jie Xingmang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. If he hadn't been restrained by the Devil religion followers, he would have almost rushed out.
Although Nie Hua was shocked, he didn't panic. He glanced at Han Bai, who was standing rooted to the ground, and then turned to look at Chen Luoyang.
He said bitterly, "Great Sun King Art, Sunlight Finger …"
The [Great Sun King Art], one of the six peerless arts of the Devil religion, was a complete set of secret arts, forming an independent martial arts system.
Other than the Divine Heart Sutra, it also contained the Great Sun Golden Body's defensive technique, the Blazing Sun Fist, the Universal Illumination Palm, and the Sunlight Finger.
Any one of them was a top-notch secret technique that could only be discovered by luck.
Cultivating to the highest realm and achieving the Great Sun Heavenly King Physique, then using the other offensive and defensive secret arts recorded in the Great Sun Heavenly King Art, the power would multiply.
What made Nie Hua's heart heavy was that Chen Luoyang had only casually pointed at him.
He did not use the Great Sun Heavenly King Body.
However, he had already killed King Wu and Han Xu, who were at the same realm as Nie Hua, with a single move.
Although Nie Hua felt that his strength was above Han Xu's, the gap between him and Chen Luoyang was obviously incalculable.
"I admire people with courage and insight, but I won't indulge idiots who don't understand the situation."
Chen Luoyang acted as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.
"Back then, under the Golden Peak, on Mount Gaoyang, I once said something to Song Lun. Now, it also suits you." He looked at Nie Hua calmly, "I only give people one chance."
Nie Hua looked straight at Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang's indifferent expression revealed a feeling of boredom, his fingers tapping the armrest of his chair.
Nie Hua took a deep breath, mocking himself in his heart.
To him, it was the biggest mistake of his life to have mistakenly believed Song Lun, causing the Golden Peak Huayan Temple to be breached. He regretted it to this day, feeling ashamed to face the comrades who had worked side by side on the Golden Peak.
But to this Hierarch of the Devil religion, it was probably just a trivial matter.
But the more it was so, the more Nie Hua resented the other's cruelty and inhumanity.
He almost had the urge to sacrifice his life for righteousness.
Not asking about the result, not asking about life and death.
Just slaying that great demon on the stairs with a flying sword!
But when he saw his fourth junior brother Jie Xingmang, he finally forced himself to calm down.
Nie Hua took a deep breath, cupped his fists towards Chen Luoyang, and said through gritted teeth, "I want to take Hierarch Chen's words back and discuss it with the other comrades, then reply to you. I wonder if Hierarch Chen can wait for a moment?"
"There's no need to go through so much trouble." Chen Luoyang said casually, "Tomorrow. At this moment, if I don't see Miss Qingqing appear here, then prepare to collect your junior brother's corpse."
He waved his hand, and Zhang Tianheng had already dragged away Jie Xingmang, who was about to speak.
Nie Hua stared in the direction that Jie Xingmang had disappeared. After a long time, he looked back at Chen Luoyang and said Slowly, "I understand. Hierarch Chen's words carry enormous weight. I believe you won't go back on your word."
He took his leave.
Before he left, he took Han Bai's corpse with him.
The people of Devil Religion did not stop him.
Chen Luoyang watched Nie Hua leave.
The other party would definitely not listen obediently.
It could be imagined that they planned to take both Jie Xingmang and Ying Qingqing.
Perhaps, they wanted more?
Chen Luoyang smiled slightly.
His mind communicated with Black Pot.
When he fought Black Emperor Seok earlier, in order to get the answer he wanted, he almost used up all the Blood Red Jade Nectar in the pot.
After he killed the Martial Ancestor Realm Zar Lei and the King Wu Realm Han Bai, the Blood Red Jade Nectar in Black Pot was finally replenished a little.
Especially when he personally killed the Tenth Realm King Wu Han Bai, the Thoughts Condensation Realm, he gained a lot.
When Chen Luoyang made his move just now, it was only a secondary goal to intimidate.
The real reason was to replenish the Blood Red Jade Nectar.
At this moment, he immediately asked a question.
Information on the Fifth Disciple of the Sword King, the Stone Mirror of Intellectual Sword?
The Blood Red Jade Nectar that he had painstakingly accumulated was emptied in an instant!
Chen Luoyang did not feel heartache.
He carefully read the article formed by the blood mist at the mouth of the pot.
…
On the other side.
Nie Hua was wary of being followed. After circling around for a long time, he finally returned to the camp.
After seeing Shi Jing, Li Tai, and the rest, he explained the situation in detail.
"The Demon Emperor is arrogant and used to being domineering. His reaction was as expected. We will act according to the original plan." Shi Jing looked at Li Tai, "It's just that the Demon Emperor was too cruel. Senior Han was killed because of me. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
The Sixth Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Tai, shook his head, "The Demon Emperor is cruel. It's not Mister Fifth's fault. Mister Fifth need not take it to heart. I will take care of Mister Han's funeral and family."
He looked at the wound between Han Bai's eyebrows, "However, after hearing Mister Third's description and looking at this wound, the Demon Emperor's cultivation is still unfathomable."
"We cannot be careless when fighting against this Demon Emperor. We should try our best to overestimate his strength. Tomorrow, we can only try our best to deal with him." Shi Jing nodded and said.
Li Tai glanced at the stone mirror. "Then, that Miss Qing Qing is also insignificant?"
"Of course not. We still have to be prepared. The Demon Emperor's injury may not be serious, but there is a difference between being injured and not being injured. If he completely recovers because of our carelessness, the consequences will be unbearable." Shi Jing pursed his lips, "Moreover, even if there is no such thing, we should not sit and watch Miss Ying fall into the tiger's mouth."
"Mister Fifth is right. We will listen to Mister Fifth's orders tomorrow. I hope that we can succeed in rescuing them and ensuring that they are not lost." Li Tai was about to bid farewell to Shi Jing and Nie Hua when he saw Shi Jing's expression change.
He was surprised at first, but his and Nie Hua's expressions quickly changed.
The few of them rushed to Ying Qingqing's residence.
There, a faint sword light shot out from the tent.
It was as if there was a small sun inside.
Nie Hua went in first.
He saw Ying Qingqing sitting inside. Her body shone brightly like the sun.
But the sunlight quickly dimmed and thinned.
The sword intent that was like the sun also gradually dissipated, like the setting sun.
Nie Hua was shocked. He turned to Shi Jing and Li Tai and said, "It's too late."
Li Tai stared closely at Ying Qingqing: "You completely dispersed your Hao Tian Divine Sword cultivation base?!"
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