Evil King

Chapter 697: Alone on the Sword Peak!

Chu Qihun thought to himself that he hadn’t done anything, but he kept carrying the inexhaustible black pot for Jun Moxie. Is the depression in his heart similar? Those things in the past were not present, although they were angry but helpless, but today I saw them with my own eyes and heard them with my own ears, but they were really maddening!

People deny it in front of you, but you are still red-mouthed and white-fanged and insist that it is daddy…I, I…Is this fucking looking like a bully? The three fucking Sacred Land people are too… asshole!

My genuine Chu Weihun is here watching and listening, the fake one is still there and denying it, you still don’t know what is so obvious, the shit basin is still so firmly buckled on Daddy’s head. !

Chu Qihun finally understood how own’s black pot was carried on his back, but this comprehension made him even more angry, and his heart was clouded! Dare to love the three big guys, Sacred Land, the guys touched their lips, saying who is who, denying it is useless, and explaining it is even more useless! It must have been this way before. No wonder I came here one by one. When encountering this group of brain-deads, it is really difficult to not want to be concealed…

But bullying also depends on the target! Do you really think daddy is very soft? Let you pinch it? I really don’t believe in evil anymore, this time I have to show it to you!

So Chu Zhizun soared into the sky, full of anger! In addition, watching Wei Kongqun rush out in a rage, his back was completely defenseless, and that Kongmen was extremely seductive. Such a Coca-Cola matter, of course Chu Weeping Soul was a sword without hesitation! Strongly cut off Wei Kongqun’s last breath of vitality and profound energy that he forcibly lifted up!

Get away with one hit!

The ancestor who caused the trouble has completely disappeared, I am not here to continue to blame…

When Mo Xiaoyao caught Wei Kongqun’s body, Chu Qihun’s figure was already dozens of feet away, and only his cruel voice echoed over and over again in the air, seeming to slowly vent his depression: daddy only It’s Chu Weeping Soul… Chu Weeping Soul… Weeping Soul… Soul…

Mo Xiaoyao only felt that a mouthful of blood rushed up in his heart. Suddenly he was dazzled. He staggered and finally managed to stabilize his figure. He swallowed a mouthful of blood that was angered, and only felt that his eyes were going to bulge out with anger… …

But at the same time a new question appeared in my heart: if this one appeared later was Chu Qihun, then, who was the one who was assassinated in the Great Hall just now?

Thinking blankly, he didn’t even dare to look at Wei Kongqun in his arms!

Just because I can’t bear to watch it!

At this moment, Wei Kongqun moved in his arms, slowly opened his eyes, and even smiled faintly, and said, “Let me down!” This Venerable of life and death is very tough and fatal. In addition to being seriously injured, he hit the Chu Weeping Soul with a sword and a kick, and he was still able to hold on to immortality. It was true!Mo Xiaoyao shook his hand and slowly placed Wei Kongqun on the ground. Wei Kongqun supported Mo Xiaoyao. He let the blood flow on his chest and back, and he trembled twice, finally relying on himself. The power of the feet stood up straight again, opened his eyes with extreme exhaustion, looking at the silver light thousands of miles, thousands of miles of ice in front of the wonderful rivers and mountains, sighed faintly, looking nostalgic, infinite love…!

“Brother Wei…you…” Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun sadly, feeling sad, and didn’t know what to say. He is similar to Wei Kongqun’s Cultivation Base, and his age is also the same, but he can really appreciate his infinite nostalgia at this moment!

A very bitter smile appeared on Wei Kongqun’s face, his eyes turned peaceful, and he said, “I really can’t do it this time. …”

“Brother Wei, you have to cheer up! You…or there is hope!” Mo Xiaoyao said with a trembling voice, saying something that he didn’t even believe. With his Cultivation Base, how can he not see that Wei Kongqun is now There is no doubt that he will die, even if Ronaldo Celestial Immortals descends, it is useless!

Even if Jun Moxie changed his mind to rescue Wei Kongqun with all his strength at this moment, it was meaningless!

Wei Kongqun sighed in sorrow, and did not answer Mo Xiaoyao’s words, but just said to himself: “The old man has gone through 393 springs and autumns so far, and he has reached the pinnacle of his life as a Cultivation Base! The battle is right in front of me. I thought that I could fight a vigorous battle with foreigners on the battlefield. Even if this body is still on the top of the Tianzhu, it is a beautiful thing to smile at Jiuquan! But I didn’t expect… result!”

“At this last moment, I realized that this raging, long-lasting world, there are so many things that can’t be left behind! The old man is really unwilling to go like this…”

“In the past few years, being arrogant and self-serving in Sacred Land, and slowly becoming hypocritical and ruthless, all the heroic bones before boarding Sacred Land have actually become so vulgar…Unfortunately, I only know myself when I die. All these years have been wrong, and it is really unbearable to look back…”

Wei Kongqun’s expression was peaceful, and he said quietly, blood continuously flowing out of his mouth, ears, and nose, bulging out, dripping on the ground, and his voice became more and more blurred. Hard to tell…

But he insisted on speaking, stubbornly looking at everything in front of him with his increasingly blurred vision, in a daze, he seemed to feel like he was flying lightly, but he was looking around, looking around. , It seems that from ancient times to the present, in the vast land, there is only oneself alone, and a feeling of loneliness can not help but rise, and he sighs softly: “It’s really lonely…”

Then the peak powerhouse just stood there, and there was no more movement.

Mo Xiaoyao turned his head in amazement, but saw that Wei Kongqun’s face was full of inexplicable loneliness and melancholy. It seems that he has not found the loneliness and loneliness of a soulmate until now. Already there is no life!

“Brother Wei…Wei Kongqun…” Mo Xiaoyao still yelled twice in hopes of in case, and did not respond. With a light push, Wei Kongqun’s body suddenly fell straight back…

His body fell down slowly and straight, but when he was in the air, there was a puff, and a big hole appeared in his chest! It was the place where Jun Moxie’s long sword passed, and it was the weird big hole he himself had made. Then, countless pieces of internal organs broken into the size of soybeans flowed out with blood, and waited until he fell to the ground. At the time, the front and back are transparent again, and when you look down, you can see the white snow on the ground!

Then this cavity was slowly infiltrated by blood and turned into the same color…

Life and death Venerable Wei Kongqun, at the moment when he really saw through life and death, he finally came to the end of his own life!

Mo Xiaoyao’s body trembled violently, he slowly squatted down, and suddenly his heart was completely at a loss. The bitter cold wind was whizzing, and even with his profound Cultivation Base, he actually felt a heartfelt coolness, and it rose from the bottom of my heart and spread to the whole body…

Thinking of Wei Kongqun’s last words, Mo Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.

“In the past few years, being arrogant and self-sufficient in Sacred Land, slowly becoming hypocritical and ruthless, all the heroic bones before boarding Sacred Land, unexpectedly became so vulgar…Unfortunately, I didn’t know myself until I was imminent. All these years have been wrong, and it is really unbearable to look back…”

These years have been wrong…These years have been wrong…Really…Is it wrong?

Jia Qingyun, Xiao Tianya, and Qu Wuqing also walked over slowly. Everyone’s face was full of unspeakable pain. Tianya Venerable Xiaotianya held the broken sword Venerable Huafeng in his arms and kissed that one. With Yu Wen’s corpse, everyone faced each other, seeing the grief in each other’s eyes…

The mountain breeze is coming slowly, and it is desolate…

…

Jun Moxie unfolded Yin & Yang to hide his figure, let go of the speed, hurriedly hurriedly, and rushed to the last goal of the trip, the towering mountain not far away that looked like a long sword inserted into the sky.

Jianfeng collapsed the snow mountain!

It’s this mountain!

The key to the second half of the Eastern Family Oath!

There is also Han Yanyao’s reclusive place!

Jun Moxie came to take a look at his own goal and the purpose of his trip!

Sanshu’s future happiness is Jun Moxie’s true goal!

So he insisted on examining it first.

If Han Yanyao is not what she imagined, or if Han Yanyao has already abandoned this relationship, then Jun Moxie will not hesitate to kill her before she sees Jun Wuyi!

Seeing each other is like not seeing each other!

This is not ruthless, but for the third uncle! If the facts are really like that, you will definitely not be able to live if you are a man unintentionally! Whether it is guilt or despair, it is enough to kill him!

The source of all bloody debts!

Regardless of whether it is for the third uncle, for the father and brother, for the Jun family, Jun Moxie doesn’t care that he bears more of this blood debt!

As for the killing of Wei Kongqun in the Great Hall of Yincheng, Jun Moxie didn’t think it was any surprise, nor did he even feel any surprise. Killing is killing, it feels nothing. No matter how upright he was in his life, when Jun Moxie’s long sword was inserted into his chest, he was just a corpse!

that is it!

The only thing that makes Jun Moxie worthy of surprise and warmth is Chu Qihun!

The killer supreme is finally here! For his promise to own, he came here early.

The Sword Peak stands upright, inserted into the cloud, almost straight from top to bottom. The steps a few feet apart are a little unclear under the age of a long time, and it is covered with a thick layer of ice, if it hadn’t had extremely good profound skills. , Climbing to the top is no different from seeking death.

The more he flew up, the more Jun Moxie could feel the bone-chilling chill, and the thin air…How did a young woman with a young age stay in this place for ten years?

Jun Moxie’s heart was already a little loose.

Almost to the top of the mountain, a black hole suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie, which was especially conspicuous under the snow cover.

Jun Moxie raised his breath and drifted in slowly. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)