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"Do you think what you said to me is useful?"

Zihe didn't care at all, still sneered.

Xu Shan snorted lightly, summoned the Sword King Sword in his hand, stroked the sword tip with two fingers and recalled: "I am not flattering you, do you still remember Chiyun Temple?"

Chiyun Temple!

Zihe's face changed drastically, and his body swayed and almost fell to the ground!

That was the place where he got the ancient immortal inheritance, inherited the guidance of the sages, and refined the unique spiritual root. How could he forget even a little bit?

"How do you know Chiyun Temple!" Zihe stared and asked in a trembling voice.

Xu Shan slowly raised his eyes and looked at the other person calmly: "I am the same as you, with low-grade spiritual roots. Back then, I only had the foundation building stage and entered the Chiyun Temple by mistake... You succeeded, you really refined an unparalleled spiritual root."

"Not only the spiritual root, without him, I would never have come this far."

"No, impossible!" Zi He was struck by lightning, his pupils shattered, and he retreated repeatedly while muttering to himself, "You lied to me, you lied to me!"

Xu Shan held the Sword King Sword upside down, pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers, and handed the hilt to Zi He.

"He has now turned into the sword spirit of this sword, but he still has the power of spiritual roots. Hold the sword and use the power, and you will know that what I said is true."

Zi He stopped and stared at the hilt in doubt, and finally stepped forward and gently held it.

Zi He closed his eyes, and the wind rose around him.

The fire wind driven by the spiritual energy also began to accelerate the invasion of his body. The face, which was originally just a little old, now looked like burning bark, and the fire line was spreading continuously.

Until the burning reached under the eyelids, Zihe let go and stood there blankly.

"So this is the feeling..."

After a long time, Zihe murmured to himself.

"Do you believe it now?" Xu Shan put away his sword and stood with his hands hanging down.

"I believe it... Chiyun Temple is just an inconspicuous mortal temple. How can I not believe it if you know it?"

As he spoke, Zihe's gray and decayed face showed a radiance, and his eyes turned to Xu Shan, "So, you are a low-grade spiritual root, and it is because of me that you have come to this day and changed your fate?"

"You can say that without you, I would not be here today."

Zihe was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt pain in his spleen and lungs, and hot tears flowed down his cheeks: "God's will is playing tricks on people, fate is playing tricks on people... What I have been looking for in my life is right beside me. My life has been stolen by you..."

Emotions come and go quickly.

After crying for a while, Zihe wiped away the hot tears, hunched over and looked at Xu Shan again, sighing.

"Forget it, now that things have come to this, I have nothing to say. If you really have a low-grade spiritual root and have achieved what you have today, it can be regarded as defying the will of heaven and changing your fate. If I can know the truth, I will be comforted in my death."

"Where are your wife and children? After you leave, I can take care of them."

"That's not bothering you. Before I came to kill you, I had already sent them both on their way."

Hearing Zi He's casual words, Xu Shan's eyes burst with murderous intent, and the air was instantly filled with murderous aura!

"You are such a beast... You even killed your own wife and children! Or are they all fake?" Xu Shan said coldly.

Zi He spread his arms, his eyes full of mockery: "Don't you know your master yet? Of course they are all true! My wife is my first wife, and my son is my biological son!"

"Why kill them!" Xu Shan was furious.

"I like them, they are just a burden, and they have no value... Just kill them." Zi He shrugged.

Then he looked at Xu Shan sarcastically: "Disciple, I am still a little happy to know that you have risen because of me."

"But you are too soft-hearted. Kindness will not accomplish anything. At the beginning, you exposed your whereabouts for a group of mortal corpses and were hunted by me... I thought you had become ruthless because of your fame. But after ten years of getting along with you in Donghuang, you are still the same. Although you are ruthless, your essence has not changed at all."

"How can a person like you deserve to reach the top!? It is better to repent early and learn to be a bad person from your teacher."

"You are wrong." Xu Shan calmed down and retorted, "People like you are just cowards who have lost control, otherwise you would not have been defeated by me."

"This is the will of heaven, not the fault of war! Cough, cough!" Zihe said with hatred, and blood spurted out of his nose and mouth.

The fire poison floating in the air has penetrated deep into his body and began to accelerate the destruction.

Zihe didn't care at all, letting the seven orifices bleed, but his body was shaking slightly.

"Disciple, I'm dying. I have one last thing to ask of you."

"Say it, but I may not do it."

"Haha...you will do it, it's a small matter." Zihe trembled and pulled off his sleeve and threw it to Xu Shan, "You and I are a master and disciple. You have achieved what you have today and cannot be separated from me. Take this sleeve...build a tomb for me in Lijia Village."

Xu Shan took the sleeve and looked at it.

It was just an ordinary sleeve, nothing unusual.

"Is it necessary?" Xu Shan asked.

"Yes, of course...it would be best if you could bury my body, but I don't think you dare to keep the body of your master." Zihe's face was covered in blood and looked miserable, but he was still smiling.

"People like you have no chance of reaching the top of the avenue. I am sure you will fail! I am watching you in Lijia Village, waiting for you to come to my grave and repent and admit defeat."

"The chance to change my fate that I have been pursuing all my life has been taken away by you. This time I will fight you and even fight against the heavens!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Xu Shan promised in a deep voice.

Zihe stepped back tremblingly with a euphoric smile: "Okay! Very good! Disciple, I am satisfied."

"You haven't made a move yet, and you've said so many nice things to me. I'm very happy to reveal the truth."

"But if you think that I'll be soft-hearted and give you the Flower of Fate and Tribulation by saying these things while I'm dying, then you're wrong, very wrong."

Zihe stopped and stopped trembling all over.

With a wave of his sleeves, he gave off an aura that could be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, he looked at Xu Shan with a fierce look.

"I'll live another life, and no one in this world can humiliate me! I'll never forget the humiliation you've inflicted on me! I won't forgive you, never!!!"

"Xu Shan, I lost this time, but you didn't win either. I'm waiting for you, you and me, master and disciple... let's fight again in the next life!"

After Zihe shouted, he committed suicide!

"Zihe!!!"

Xu Shan was ready and wanted to intercept him, but Zihe's body suddenly burst into a dozen blood holes, and his breath disappeared in an instant, so he didn't have time to do anything.

Zihe's body slowly fell towards the crater, and Xu Shan followed closely, stretching out his arms.

Cutting pulse killing fist!

With one punch, Zihe's body was torn into pieces with a bang.

Looking at the falling body parts, Xu Shan was silent.

He had made all the preparations... even the suicide part was perfect.

It was a miracle that a Yuanying cultivator planned to assassinate a peak-level cultivator of Huashen and almost forced him to death.

If it weren't for him, any other Huashen cultivator would have died long ago.

Ask yourself, if he didn't have the Qingyin prop, it would be difficult to achieve this level.

Now that Zihe is dead, there is absolutely no possibility of survival!

It's a pity that he didn't get the Yuanjie Liangshenghua.

Xu Shan's figure flashed and disappeared.

...

The body parts continued to fall, and just before they were about to approach the magma, the powerful firepower that could refine the magic weapon quickly burned them to ashes, and finally exploded with several balls of brilliant sparks.

Zihe... committed suicide, and his body and soul were destroyed.

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