I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

A gust of wind swept past, blowing away the dust from the explosion on the battlefield. Four figures were lying on the ground, the puppets were broken into countless pieces, and several magical instruments that had lost their spiritual power were scattered on the ground... Suddenly, one of the figures stood up shakily with one hand on the sword...

The fat monk and the skinny monk were lying on the ground, covered in blood, motionless, and their lives or deaths were unknown. The old monk coughed up a large mouthful of blood and gasped for breath. His whole body was severely injured by the vibrations generated by the explosion of the magic weapon, and his bones were broken like a pool of mud. Looking at Luo Beian, who was ragged, covered in blood and pale, he laughed twice and mocked:

"You won, but was it worth it? That sword strike just now has exhausted your spiritual power. The fluctuations in our battle just now were so great that I'm afraid that many people are coming here now! If the ones who come are from the Demonic Path, you will not be able to escape death by then!"

Luo Beian leaned on the sword with both hands and panted frantically. A smile appeared on his exhausted pale face. He did not answer the old monk but took a few deep breaths to recover a little strength. Then he staggered towards the seriously injured and unconscious fat monk not far away, panting and muttering to himself as he walked:

"Fifteen years ago, you were being hunted. On your way to escape, you passed by a village and claimed that you were attacked by a wild beast. You wanted to go into the village to heal your wounds. The people in the village were very kind. When they saw the three of you dressed like monks, they let down their guard and led you into the village to treat you well."

"However, a few days later, when you recovered from your injuries and left, you were afraid that the people chasing you would discover your tracks, so the three of you slaughtered all 246 people in the village!"

As he spoke, Luo Beian came to the fat monk and without hesitation, slowly stabbed the broken sword in his hand into the fat monk's heart.

"No! Junior Brother!"

The old monk was so angry when he saw this scene.

"Are you angry? Back then, you used to stab ordinary people in the heart with a few sticks."

As he spoke, he pulled the broken sword out from the fat monk's chest, and then Luo Beian staggered towards the skinny monk not far away...

"Those people are just mortals! Some characters like ants! There are at least tens of billions of mortals in the entire East Continent! What's wrong with us killing some of them!" The old monk said this almost while roaring.

Luo Beian staggered to the skinny monk and slowly stabbed the broken sword into his heart with his trembling hands.

"Yes, mortals are like ants! But my parents! My brothers and sisters! My relatives! They were all killed one by one by you! Tell me, should I avenge them?"

Luo Beian pulled the broken sword out from the skinny monk's chest and turned around and walked slowly towards the old monk.

When the old monk heard Luo Beian's words, his pupils shrank and he shouted:

"Impossible! You're lying! That village is full of mortals! We killed everyone and searched the area for hundreds of miles with our spirits! There wasn't a single person left alive! How could you be from that village?"

Luo Beian's staggering figure appeared in front of the old monk. He raised the sword with both hands with difficulty and dropped it on his heart. He grinned and said, "Of course you won't find it! Because by then I will have been killed by you!" After that, he slowly and forcefully stabbed the tip of the sword into the old monk's heart with both hands.

The old monk opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"What did you say!"

After pulling the sword out of the old monk's chest, Luo Beian, who had no more strength left, sat down on the ground panting and unable to get up...

"Haha! Wonderful! Extremely wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

The sweet laughter of a woman whose voice alone could make people infatuated came from a distance.

Hearing the voice, Luo Beian smiled bitterly and looked at the green flying sword lying quietly on the ground in the distance. But he did not have a single spiritual power to activate it.

The woman continued to laugh and said:

"As expected of the famous Luo Beian! Even these three old bald donkeys fell into your hands!"

A flash of red light came, and then the light faded away. A charming woman wearing a long red gauze dress, with spring light suddenly exposed and her graceful curves faintly visible, appeared.

The sexy and charming face was full of charm. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at the motionless Luo Beian, and then the pink tongue stretched out to lick the scarlet lips...