"Cough!"
After coughing out another mouthful of blood, the Blood Corpse Ancestor seemed to have recovered. He raised his head and stared at Yang Xuan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Xuan!"
Yang Xuan nodded in satisfaction. "This is what a True God should look like. The substitute you found is too weak."
After saying that, Yang Xuan tapped the ground with the tip of his foot again.
"Boom!
Boom! Boom! "After several loud sounds, a figure rolled and landed in front of Yang Xuan, just like the Blood Corpse Ancestor.
His complexion was almost exactly the same as Bronzebeard's.
"Bai Qi!" As soon as the person landed, he jumped up, and a black wind blew.
"I didn't ask you to move!" Yang Xuan said indifferently.
"Boom!
Patter!
Puff! "
A strong force fell from the sky and pressed the person to the ground. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the person's face was as white as paper.
Yang Xuan turned around indifferently and looked at Hei Feng, who was still kneeling on the ground. "Tell me, who is this?"
Hei Feng's face was pale as he trembled uncontrollably.
"Bai Qi, I hate you. I hate that I didn't kill you with one palm back then, which led to today's disaster." The Blood Corpse stood up shakily and said hatefully.
When Yang Xuan pulled him out of his hiding place, he was seriously injured.
"This is what a True God should look like." Yang Xuan looked at him and said casually, "Tell me, do you have any last words?"
The Blood Corpse's eyes were about to spit fire. In the next moment, he suddenly pinched his fingers. The Blood Corpse Substitute, who was standing quietly at the side, suddenly jumped up and grabbed at Yang Xuan.
"Boom!"
Yang Xuan retracted his palm. After shaking off the blood on his hand, he said indifferently, "This is your corpse puppet, right? Not bad."
The Blood Corpse looked at the pile of flesh on the ground. The corner of his mouth twitched, and his face was filled with hatred and shock.
He knew that Yang Xuan had become a Celestial, but only today did he know what a Celestial represented.
One had to know that his corpse puppet was at the True God Realm. He did not expect that it could not even take one palm from Bai Qi and turned into flesh.
"Aren't you going to beg for mercy?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked again.
"Will you let me go?" The Blood Corpse said hatefully.
"No, I just want to see you beg for mercy." Yang Xuan was expressionless.
"In your dreams! I won't let you off even if I become a ghost. "The Blood Corpse Patriarch cursed viciously.
Because you can't even be a ghost, of of course, of course, of course, of course. "
After saying that, he grabbed it and exerted a little force with his fingers.
"Crack!"
Blood Corpse Patriarch's neck was broken by him.
"I … I hate …" The Blood Corpse Ancestor uttered the last words of his life. Then, his neck tilted, and he swallowed his last breath.
Perhaps, until the last moment before his death, he was still regretting why he did not kill Yang Xuan back then, which led to today's disaster.
However, things in this world were like this. There was only one chance. If he missed it, it would be a lifetime.
A faint shadow floated up from his corpse, but it was directly turned into nothingness by Yang Xuan. He did not even have the thought of absorbing it into the black pearl.
From now on, there was no more Blood Corpse Ancestor in this world. His body and soul were destroyed.
Cluck, cluck, cluck!
The sound of teeth chattering came from the black wind. Yang Xuan looked at him but ignored him.
Yang Xuan looked at the real Copper Beard, who was still lying on the ground and could not move, and asked indifferently, "Did you give the order back then?"
"Hmph … hmph, yes … so what?" Copper Beard struggled.
"Nothing. If you did, then die!" Yang Xuan said casually. Then, he stepped on him.
Puff!
Copper Beard instantly turned into a pool of flesh and blood. The Corpse Hall lost another True God. He did not even leave behind a last word.
Hei Feng's body trembled even more violently. Yang Xuan revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm thinking, what benefits did Hei Feng give you to make it worth it for you to die for him?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
"Wh … what?" Hei Feng suddenly raised his head and was dumbfounded.
Just then, a long sigh was heard. Then, an old voice was heard in the hall, "His Highness Qing Tian is indeed wise."
As the old voice was heard, a person shrouded in black fog slowly walked out from the back of the hall.
"Hall … Hall Master, you …" Hei Feng, who was originally kneeling on the ground, was terrified.
"You can leave first. His Highness Qing Tian is not an ordinary person. Your little trick will not work," the black shadow said indifferently.
"But Hall Master … I …" Hei Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, said anxiously.
"No buts. I have been in seclusion for many years. You have managed the Corpse Hall well. However, you have made a mistake in this matter," the black shadow said with an old voice.
"Hall Master …" Hei Feng could not stop kowtowing. His eyes flashed with determination as he knelt on the ground.
Yang Xuan squinted his eyes slightly but did not move.
"Get rid of your unrealistic thoughts," the black shadow waved his sleeve. Hei Feng flew out and landed heavily on the side.
"Hall Master, please let me fight for you one last time," Hei Feng roared with a hoarse voice.
"You are seeking death!" The black shadow waved his sleeve again. Hei Feng flew into the darkness and disappeared.
"I have embarrassed myself in front of Your Highness!" The black fog dispersed and revealed the person in the fog. However, he had the same face as Hei Feng, "I am the Corpse Hall Master, Hei Feng."
Yang Xuan nodded and said indifferently, "You have just come out of seclusion?"
Hei Feng nodded, "That's right. I have been in seclusion for fifty years. It has not even been a month since I came out."
"So, the matter of killing me back then was not your order?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked.
"This matter was really done by Deputy Hall Master Tong Xu. Your Highness should be able to guess the reason," Hei Feng continued.
Why would he need to guess? It was just to show off in front of Chi Kong.
"In that case, this matter ends here," Yang Xuan said indifferently and turned around.
"Your Highness, please wait," Hei Feng said to stop him.
"Oh? Is there a problem? "Yang Xuan squinted his eyes.
"Your Highness killed my Deputy Hall Master and my Elder. If you just leave like this, I will not be able to answer to the ten thousand disciples of the Corpse Hall," Hei Feng said.
Yang Xuan slowly turned around. After glancing at Hei Feng, he suddenly smiled, "So, you are asking me for an answer?"
"I dare not. I just want to ask for advice from Your Highness," Hei Feng said slowly, "Just one move, one move is enough."
Sizing up Hei Feng, Yang Xuan suddenly understood.
For a person who was stuck at the Peak of True God, any chance to break through to Sky Man was precious. Even if he had to pay with his life, he would not hesitate.
"Alright! As you wish, "Yang Xuan said.
"Thank you!" Hei Feng bowed to the ground with sincerity.
He knew that Yang Xuan had seen through his intention.
"Are you ready?" Yang Xuan asked.
Hei Feng took a deep breath and nodded, "Your Highness, please do not hesitate."
"Alright!" Yang Xuan only said one word and did not move.
After waiting for a long time, Yang Xuan still did not make a move. Hei Feng frowned and his eyes were filled with doubt.
"Your Highness, please make your move!" He bowed again.
"I have already made my move," Yang Xuan's voice came from the darkness, sounding empty and mysterious.
"What?" Hei Feng's body shook and his face was filled with confusion.
The next moment, something strange happened.
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