Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

"Okay, that's great." Xue Yang swallowed a mouthful of blood, resisting the fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, and said with a sneer, "You want to die so much?"

He had never been so ferocious in front of Xiao Xingchen, no matter which Xue Yang who was threatening with a sly smile on the Jinlin stage, or the boy who cheated by drawing lots, had never shown such a ferocious side.

Before Xiao Xingchen felt the pain in his neck, he opened his eyes, only to see that Xue Yang had already turned around and walked up the mountain. He was slightly startled. Although Xue Yang had lured away all the walking corpses on the mountain, the Yinhu Talisman was still there. Yang Yang's body, if he wanted to kill those monks at this time, it would be a piece of cake.

"Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen exclaimed in surprise, "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do again?" Xue Yang paused, he let out a low laugh, turned his head, and said fiercely, "Of course I want to kill those who get in the way! I want to kill them all. Make them into walking corpses...Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan is still in Yiling Town, right?"

Xiao Xingchen was startled for a moment, and then his whole body trembled. He held Shuanghua tightly, and said, "You...you are really..."

Before Xiao Xingchen could finish speaking, Xue Yang interrupted Xiao Xingchen. He burst out laughing, then stopped laughing suddenly, pointed at himself with a strange expression, and said, "Why, you want to say that I'm disgusting again. Daoist, do you have to say the same thing so many times? Can you change the word?"

"I'm disgusting? Don't you forget what you did? Who is more disgusting? Are you qualified to call me disgusting?" Xue Yang straightened up slightly, took two steps back, and gritted his teeth, "Forget it, whatever you want, Disgusting is disgusting, no matter how disgusting you are, you can't stop me."

His eyes turned red inadvertently, as if he remembered something, he finally let go, turned around and was about to leave.

When Shuanghua was attacking from behind him, Jiang disaster unsheathed to block it, and the two swords intersected. In the end, Shuanghua was defeated. After all, Xiao Xingchen's spiritual power had not yet recovered, so he couldn't compete with Xue Yang at all.

But it was obviously Xiao Xingchen who was defeated, but Xue Yang held Jiang Mi in his hands, lowered his head slightly, his shoulders shrugged slightly, as if he was weeping or laughing.

"Haha...hahahaha...I'm dying of laughter...hahaha..." He really was laughing lowly, Xue Yang's voice was weird and nasty, he laughed, "Master Xiao Xingchen, Qingfengmingyue Xiao Xingchen? It's all in vain!"

He suddenly raised his head and met Xiao Xingchen's eyes. He stared at those eyes, suppressed his smile, and said with a gloomy expression, "Get out! Get out!...I don't need anyone! Get out!"

He was very angry, and under this spiritual riot, he accidentally activated the Yinhu Talisman. Immediately, the scattered corpses howled, and the sharp sound almost pierced the eardrums, shaking the crowd. Paroxysmal dizziness.

The ground under his feet split open one after another, and hand bones protruded from the soil. The bones were eerie, and all the skeletons broke out of the ground. The Yin Tiger Talisman vibrated violently, and suddenly there was a "click". The sound was extremely subtle, but Xue Yang suddenly He looked down at Yin Hufu.

On the Yinhu Talisman that had already been repaired, there were extremely tiny cracks that could not be found unless one looked carefully.

Xue Yang almost had a splitting headache. He is the holder of the Yinhu Talisman. The Yinhu Talisman was damaged, and he himself suffered a heavy blow. A mouthful of blood spurted out. The Tiger Talisman fell in front of his eyes.

Even in such pain, he still gritted his teeth, immediately picked up the Yinhu Talisman, and put it in his arms. Another wave of sharp pain pierced his mind, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he almost fell directly on the ground.

Xiao Xingchen looked at Xue Yang vigilantly, until he vomited blood and half knelt on the ground, then took a slight step forward, but stopped again, and frowned, "Xue Yang, what tricks are you playing?"

He couldn't believe Xue Yang anymore, Xue Yang...did him too badly.

The corpses walking around became more and more uncontrollable, and they came to the center one after another. More and more skeletons broke out from the ground, which was extremely terrifying. Xue Yang raised his head with difficulty in the middle of these things, and pulled out a smile. Looking at Xiao Xingchen, he said, "Master Dao, if you don't go to the mountain again, those people will all die."

Xiao Xingchen's expression changed, Shuanghua chopped off the head of a walking corpse, and he said coldly, "What did you do!"

"The Yinhu Talisman is in my hand, what do you think I can do?" Xue Yang chuckled slyly, "You say I'm disgusting, then naturally I have to do more disgusting things, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of fame?"

As the walking corpse got closer and closer, the spiritual fluctuations from the Yinhu Talisman became more intense, making Xue Yang feel as if his soul was about to be torn apart. He knew in his heart that this was backlash.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to save anyone alone, hahahahaha!" There was a slight chill on his shoulder, and then a pain came, Xue Yang was slightly taken aback, and looked up along the blade of the sword on his shoulder, his expression temporarily changed Whitespace.

"If I kill you, everything will stop, right?" Xiao Xingchen's breathing was a little unsteady, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his voice was almost trembling, "Is... isn't it?"

"..." Xue Yang was silent for a while. It seemed that the sword pierced not his shoulder, but his heart. He couldn't breathe from the pain, but his mind became clearer. He said, "No, Once the Yinhu Talisman is activated, no one can stop it except me."

He held Shuanghua's sword blade in his hand, the blood in his palm dripped down the blade, and in an instant, it pooled in a puddle on the ground. Xue Yang raised his head, laughed twice, and slowly pulled out the blade without humming. Just staring at Xiao Xingchen's eyes, the eyes are full of wildness.

There is also a hint of imperceptible grievance.

Xiao Xingchen's body froze, even though Xue Yang pulled out the blade, he staggered back two steps, "You are hopeless."

"You never tried to save me either." Xue Yang stretched out his hand to cover the wound, tapped it randomly a few times to prevent it from bleeding too much, and said with a sneer, "I never needed anyone to save me! Get out! Get out! As far away as possible! Go away!"

He said sharply, with a fierce look in his eyes.

At this point, Xiao Xingchen held Shuanghua in his hands. He knew that Xue Yang should be killed at this time. Xue Yang is a heinous and vicious person. If he is kept, he will definitely bring disaster to the world, and he does not know how many people will die.

But no matter how many reasons there are, Xiao Xingchen couldn't really kill him. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and most of the spiritual power in his body had recovered. He turned around and walked with the sword, leaving Xue Yang behind. look back.

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's figure until it disappeared. His soul was tearing in pain. He couldn't help covering his head in pain, and fell to the ground. Jiang disaster fell aside. He curled up, feeling the pain He trembled uncontrollably, but his eyes were wide open, unwilling to reconcile, and even more ferocious.

get out!Get out!Hahahahaha!He doesn't need anyone!no one will stay here...

The author has something to say:

Everyone wanted Xue Yang to die, but he was the only one who struggled desperately to take revenge on the world with his vile and cruel appearance.

I feel sorry for Xue Yang... I played too late yesterday, so I added an update today to make up for yesterday's!happy!Cuties!