I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he took off the storage ring on his fingertip and handed it out.

Then, with great difficulty, he took out a storage bag from his bosom: "Take... take out the... Blood Spirit Flower..."

"Can you still recover?" Xia Yun's expression became strange.

"Can...can recover...although it's very...very troublesome..." Zhao Yu nodded slightly, probably talking continuously, his words were trembling, as if he might not be able to hold on at any time.

Xia Yun took the storage ring and the kit.

In Zhao Yu's joy, Xia Yun put away the storage ring slowly.

"Yun... Jun'er...you..." Zhao Yu's joy began to disappear.

"I've endured you for a long time." Xia Yun smiled.

With a lift of the hand, the spiritual power turns into a knife.

"呲呲呲" several times sounded.

Limbs were chopped off.

Then, Xia Yun's jade palm pressed down fiercely.

The spiritual power invaded Zhao Yu's body, and several mouthfuls of blood spewed out again.

Cultivation, was abolished, meridian, coefficient cut off.

If the cultivation is still the same, it will take decades. With the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, even if he cannot be reborn with a broken limb, he can still find and refine another hand and foot to continue.

But now the cultivation base is abolished...

In Zhao Yu's eyes that were tearing apart, several flames rose.

After a while, his severed limbs were burned.

"Now your soul has been almost dissipated by Young Master Ning. At this time, your cultivation base has been abolished by me, your meridians and heart vessels have been cut off, and all the treasures have fallen into my hands."

Pausing for a while, Xia Yun was full of curiosity: "In your current human form, you have lost your cultivation base, lost your spiritual sense, and all your treasures have been taken away. Can you still recover?"

"Snake...snake and scorpion bitch!" Zhao Yu growled with pupils in his eyes.

"Sure enough, you are not simple. You look like a ghost, but you still have strength?" Xia Yun was not annoyed.

No, just now Zhao Yu looked like he was on the verge of death, but now he still has the strength to curse?It seems that the state is actually much better than before, which is also miraculous.

Zhao Yu yelled again: "Why! I trust you so much! Why are you trying to kill me!"

If he hadn't lost everything, he would have wished to beat the bitch in front of him to death right now.

"I, Xia Yun, the majestic daughter of Qian Tianzong Tianjiao, walked with you before, but I just found out that you are outstanding in strength and have some talents in alchemy... Now that you have offended the young master of the Ning clan, you have also been deposed, and there is no use for it."

Pausing for a while, Xia Yun's face was full of disdain: "So, do you need a reason to deal with you, a servant who has become a waste?"

Zhao Yu spit out several mouthfuls of blood again, and roared to the sky: "Ah... I'm not willing... Why... God damn..."

"Noisy!" Xia Yun's eyebrows turned cold, and he slapped Zhao Yu's face fiercely, flying upside down for dozens of feet before barely stopping.

Compared with the torture he suffered before, this slap is obviously nothing.

But Zhao Yu couldn't bear it... well, simply couldn't bear the severe pain.

"If I kill you, my travels should be over." Xia Yun took out his weapon, and his killing intent spread.

Zhao Yu became terrified: "Don't... don't kill me... Have you forgotten? I saved you before..."

Xia Yun didn't respond, but continued to approach.

Zhao Yu became more and more terrified: "You took away all my treasures, and I will never be able to retaliate in the future...you let my life go..."

"Okay." Ning You's voice suddenly sounded again.

Xia Yun paused, then stood on the spot and bowed: "Young master."

"Ding, the son of luck has lost his arrogance, his Taoism is gone, and he is lost in the common world."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for capturing the destiny value of 95."

Ning You, who disappeared, reappeared.

"Ning... Ning You..." Zhao Yu's face was stiff, and he didn't understand why Ning You came back again.

Son of Destiny: Zhao Yu/[Traveler]? ? ? 【Personality is dissipating】

Power: Zhao

Cultivation: Early Emperor Wu

Physique: Aoki spirit body (will soon dissipate)

Luck: 5
Aura: none
Luck Blessing: Mortals Cultivate Immortals (will soon dissipate)

Ning You smiled, very happy.

Although it was a bit troublesome this time, the result was good.

That's right, he should have thought of it a long time ago. He learned through the system that if Hanyue gave up revenge, he would lose his destiny.

And this Zhao Yu, if he loses the unspeakable arrogance of the son of luck, his personality will naturally dissipate.

"You...cough cough...why are you laughing..." Zhao Yu only felt that his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

He knew that he couldn't bear it, he was going to die, within three days at most, he would die.

The cultivation base was abolished, and the soul was severely injured. If the two are taken out alone, if the vitality is weak, it is likely to be killed on the spot.

And not only did he have both, but he was also cut off by Xia Yun, and that slap just now... He can still persist until now, and his vitality is already extremely terrifying.

Ning You squatted in front of Zhao Yu and sighed softly: "You are really stupid, who does she belong to, don't you understand now?"

Zhao Yu, whose consciousness was somewhat fuzzy, froze for a while.

It took a long time to realize: "She... she... she is not... a disciple of Qiantianzong... she is... a member of the Ning family... the Ning family..."

Life, dying.

Ning You whispered: "You and I are also destined, so let you die to understand, Xia Yun, in the Ning clan, belongs to the personal guard of this young master."

"No injustice, no enmity...why?" Zhao Yu's eyes began to lose their luster.

"If there is an afterlife, remember not to appear in front of me...Although, you will not have an afterlife." Ning You got up.

The black and white spiritual power left the body and turned into a breeze at dawn.

In the breeze, Zhao Yu turned into flying ash.

The soul is gone.

"Ding, Zhao Yu is dead, congratulations to the host for winning five points of destiny."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the villain aura (miniature)*1."

Ning You flicked his fingers, and a stream of light shot up into the sky, turning into fireworks and scattered.

Then, he looked at Xia Yun: "You did a good job."

Xia Yun's expression became solemn: "It's all planned by the young master, and the subordinates dare not take credit for it."

Immediately stepped forward: "Young master, this is Zhao Yu's treasures and resources. I'm afraid Zong Wuzun will have difficulty obtaining these materials in the later stage. I don't know how he got them."

Ning You didn't answer, but ordered in a low voice: "Take [-]% of it, and share it equally with Tian Yu and Yin Shou, and take [-]% of it and Ning San, take [-]%, and share it equally among the meritorious guards, and [-]% of it belongs to you."

As long as there are treasures in Jinghong Realm, he will definitely be able to find them from Ning's treasure house. Does he need treasures?Not to mention grabbing treasures with his subordinates.

"Thank you, young master." Xia Yun was overjoyed.

"I have seen the young master..." Not far away, streamers of light approached quickly.

"Young master, isn't Zhao Yu dead?" With some charming coquettish words, Ning San turned into a fragrant wind and approached.

Ning You tilted his head to look for a while, then looked away... Ning San, because of the method of charm he practiced, every word and every word is extremely seductive.

Although if he wants to have something to happen with Ning San, he is still a virgin Ning San will definitely be very willing... But he doesn't want to have anything to do with Ning San at all.

He clearly distinguishes between the person next to him and his subordinates.

After waiting for a while, all of Ning San's personal guards arrived here.

"Hui family."

The ghostly divine boat turned across the sky.

……

Ning's Protoss, Wangyou Palace.

The gate of the palace is closed.

Host: Ning Worry

Influence: The young master of the Ning clan/the holy son of Guchen Holy Land
Cultivation: Wu Zun Late Stage

Physique: reincarnation sword body

Luck: 50
Aura: Villain Aura (Micro) (Eroded 84%)

Mandate: 1566
Backpack: Villain Halo (miniature)*1
Ning You looked at the panel, her face couldn't hide her joy: "One thousand and five, it's not a loss to go out this time..."