Mortal bone

"boom!"

Without any hesitation, he mobilized all the true essence and qi and blood in his body, and at the same time used the true meaning of the body technique "Storm Rain" he had cultivated, and his figure suddenly rose straight into the air.

Compared with combat strength, Dong Qiushui's leg strength when he fled was obviously superior.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Dong Qiushui flying away, the ghost master did not rush to chase after him, but took another breath after laughing a few times, then pointed to the direction where Dong Qiushui was escaping, and said in a leisurely voice: :

"In vain!"

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of silver light lit up again in the sky directly in front of the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Immediately, the glaring silver light descended from the sky and landed heavily in front of the Dragon Slaying Platform.

When the silver light gradually dissipated, the figure wrapped by the silver light finally appeared clearly in everyone's sight.

If it wasn't Dong Qiushui, who else would it be?

Looking at the pale Dong Qiushui, the owner of Yizhu couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said with a solemn expression:

"There is no way to fight, and there is no way to escape. This person is simply playing with Dong Qiushui in applause."

At this moment, he is inexplicably very fortunate that the middle-aged man in the spiritual mirror is neither his friend nor his enemy.

If the two were rivals, he thought that even if it was a desperate blow, he might not be able to gain benefits from him.

Suddenly, Dong Qiushui in the spiritual mirror bowed his head and confessed to the ghost lord sincerely:

"Senior, I was the one who offended you just now, and I hope you will forgive me."

As he spoke, he picked up the dragon weapon and continued:

"If the senior can spare the life of the junior, the junior is willing to present this Dragon God Weapon Lei Kui!"

Seeing this scene, all the monks in front of the mirror were very sad, after all, this Dong Qiushui is a real monk of Wentian Realm.

But it can also be seen from this scene that the ghost master really convinced Dong Qiushui this time.

Faced with Dong Qiushui's begging for mercy, the ghost master just smiled, then turned his gaze to Xu Taiping who was beside him and said:

"Sir, what do you think?"

Although he had already confirmed with Xu Taiping before taking action to capture Dong Qiushui's real body, but because Dong Qiushui's death might involve an existence that he could not deal with for the time being, he asked Xu Taiping again. Xu Taiping confirmed it again.

Then Dong Qiushui's eyes turned to Xu Taiping.

Hearing this, Xu Taiping exchanged a glance with Dong Qiushui.

Even though Dong Qiushui hid it well, the murderous intent in his eyes gave Xu Taiping a slight tingling sensation.

At the same time, the little monkey Ping An also transmitted to him:

"Brother, this person makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Xu Taiping replied calmly, "I see."

Immediately, he looked directly at Dong Qiushui, and said to the ghost master without looking back:

"Senior, kill it."

In fact, if Dong Qiushui's killing intent was only aimed at him personally, Xu Taiping might consider letting him go.

After all, even with the jade slips left by Sister Zhu Songyu, it would still be very risky to offend an existence like Qingtong Xiejun.

But now, this Dong Qiushui's killing intent towards him has already affected Qingxuanzong and even Zhenwutian.

For him, there was no room for consideration.

It can only be killed.

The ghost master nodded when he heard the words, then poured another sip of wine into his mouth, then looked at Dong Qiushui with a smile and said:

"Sorry, you must die today."

As he said that, before Dong Qiushui had time to continue begging for mercy, he was taken to the Dragon Slaying Platform out of thin air by the ghost master.

"Zheng!..."

At the same time, with the sound of a sword blasting, a golden sword shadow condensed by awe-inspiring aura hung high above the Dragon Slaying Platform.

As long as the ghost master gives an order, the dragon-slaying sword will fall, beheading Dong Qiushui's body and Yuanshen together.

"Master... Master, Master, save me!"

"Master save me!"

After trying several times, he found that no matter what means he used or what magical powers he could not escape from the dragon-slaying stage, the desperate Dong Qiushui began to shout to his master at the expense of the soul power of the primordial spirit.

The master of Dong Qiushui, the lord of Biyou Palace, is naturally the evil emperor with blue eyes who shook the sea of ​​dry stones.

After hearing Dong Qiushui's call, the owner of the leftover pearl in front of the mirror immediately frowned and said:

"I actually forgot about this Qingtong Xiejun!"

Elder Lou Da in the spiritual mirror on the other side of his table also said solemnly at this moment:

"If this Qingtong Xiejun wants to intervene, even if Zhang Wuyou has this Confucian stranger, I'm afraid he may not be his opponent."

The owner of the leftover pearl nodded and said:

"Furthermore, this master of Confucianism was summoned by Zhang Wuyou from the painting. Most of these treasures have great restrictions. If they can be summoned today, they may not be able to be summoned tomorrow."

From the point of view of the two at the moment, it is obviously unwise for Xu Taiping to insist on killing Dong Qiushui.

And while the two of them were talking, a voice of shouting suddenly exploded in the sky over the street where Xu Taiping and the others were located like that thunder——

"Zhang Wuyou, right? No matter which sect you come from, or which hidden family's disciple you are, if you dare to kill him today, I will dare to destroy your entire clan tomorrow."

The owner of the bead who had met Qingtong Xiejun several times, immediately recognized the voice, and said solemnly:

"It's him, it's the green-eyed evil king."

Elder Lou Da heard the words, and said with a dignified expression:

"Willing to shout like this, it seems that he really intends to keep Dong Qiushui."

Just now, the two of them still held a trace of luck in their hearts, thinking that Qingtong Xiejun had many disciples, and Dong Qiushui was not his most proud disciple, so it was very likely that he would not make a move for him.

But now that Qingtong Xiejun has spoken out, this fluke will naturally be shattered.

The owner of the leftover pearl sighed and said:

"I hope that Mr. Wuyou won't be tempted to form an indissoluble grievance with Qingtong Xiejun."

Elder Lou nodded.

If they join forces with the other monks who are about to rush to the Golden Court, they will not be afraid of Qingtong Xiejun.

But to really offend Qingtong Xiejun for Zhang Wuyou, it would be really unwise for them to go to the Golden Court Cave Heaven.

So the two of them stared at the spiritual mirror in front of them again without blinking, waiting for Xu Taiping's answer with a little nervousness in their eyes.

Let's talk about Xu Taiping.

Although Qingtong Xiejun's shout was within his expectation, when he really felt the terrifying coercion and killing intent contained in that voice, he still couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

But in the end, he still stabilized his mind, and said to the ghost beside him with an extremely calm expression:

"Senior, execute."

The reason why he was so determined to kill Dong Qiushui.

Eliminating future troubles for Qingxuanzong and himself is one of them.

Second, it was because in his opinion, it was the fastest and most direct way to invite out the evil emperor with blue eyes who had been hiding in the dojo for thousands of years.

And at this time, Qingtong Xiejun's shout sounded again——

"Zhang Wuyou, those three portraits of yours are indeed powerful, but everything is lacking. The time they can come out must be limited by the law of heaven. At that time, the deity can crush you to death with one finger."

This voice made Xu Taiping's heart throb again.

But just like before, he immediately calmed down his mind again, and then looked at the ghost master again.

The ghost master understood, and immediately said with a loud smile:

"Qingtong Xiejun, how many people your disciple has killed and how much evil he has done, you should know better than us."

After saying this, he turned his head to look at Dong Qiushui on the Dragon Slaying Platform, then waved his hand and said:

"Cut without mercy!"

"Zheng!"

With the sound of a sword blast, the sword light hanging above the dragon-slaying platform fell straight down, and the sword cut off Dong Qiushui's head.

"Boom!..."

The moment Dong Qiushui's head landed on the ground, thunder broke out in the sky above the street.

Then, the angry roar of Qingtong Xiejun exploded in the sky——

"Zhang Wuyou, Xu Taiping, you, and the sect behind you, don't even think about keeping a single one alive!"