Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

When Du Sumu arrived at Yuanxiu Peak, there were dark clouds in the sky, and there were faint thunder and lightning flashing in the clouds.He heard the muffled and restless voices of countless monsters in all directions, out of sight.

Du Sumu's heart was beating more violently, and he had a premonition that disaster was coming.Regardless of everything, he flew to the top of the peak.In a cloud of mist, he saw the figures of three people.

Yan Ke's back was facing him, standing on the top of the mountain, her tall back could not see the slightest ups and downs of emotion.Zhao Qingyang's body was suspended in the air, Yan Ke tightly strangled his neck.Although he had a look of pain on his face, he still had a smile on the corner of his mouth and stared provocatively at the person in front of him.Zhao Xuehan stood behind Yan Ke, holding Yan Ke's arm tightly, with a rare appearance of persuasion, but it was in vain.

Seeing this, Du Sumu couldn't help clenching his fists.In this situation, Yan Ke must have known that Zhao Qingyang was the chief culprit who slaughtered his people.he thinks.

But he couldn't let Zhao Qingyang be killed by Yan Ke.Nor can Yan Ke be infected with more human lives to induce his magic sword instinct.

however……

Du Sumu looked at where the three of them were, and suddenly hesitated when they were supposed to stop the action.

"Did you forget the consequences of letting you in?" Outside the Jingming sect, Yan Ke's question lingered in Dusumu's ears again.There was a sudden dull pain in his chest.

I am the one who killed him, so what right do I have to stop him from killing his enemy.Du Sumu thought.

During this moment of hesitation, Zhao Qingyang's eyes penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and landed on Du Sumu.He suddenly chuckled, raised his hand, and held Yan Ke's wrist.

"The man you're looking for." He said softly, "he's here."

Yan Ke frowned, and his hands became more and more forceful.But when he heard Zhao Qingyang's words, he couldn't help but feel flustered.He followed Zhao Qingyang's gaze and looked behind him, and indeed saw the familiar figure in the indigo Taoist robe.

At the same time, a scorching pain quickly spread from Yan Ke's wrist, where Zhao Qingyang held it.

"Yan Ke!" Seeing Yan Ke looking back at him, Du Sumu couldn't help calling out.However, before he could see those light blue eyes clearly, Yan Ke's eyes were immediately covered with thick blood.

Dark red lines stretched across his body.Du Sumu murmured that something was wrong.

At some point, Zhao Qingyang cast the poisonous spell of enchantment on Yan Ke.The charm was meant to be hidden for a long time, but why...

Yan Ke's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He raised his hand and threw Zhao Qingyang a few feet away, as if trying to get rid of his control, but it was in vain.I saw that his expression was gradually out of control, and swords were flying around him, cutting through the clouds.

Zhao Xuehan who was standing on the side backed back again and again, scratched several places on his body by the blade of the wanton attack.

Seeing this, Du Sumu desperately wanted to run to Yan Ke's side to stop him.Zhao Qingyang stood up, raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, and there was an invisible barrier blocking Du Sumu from the peak.

Yan Ke stood unconsciously, and the sword edge beside him seemed to want to smash all the objects close to him.The scope of the blade is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to have the potential to destroy the world.The surrounding gravel, dead wood, and even the few flying birds were all chopped into pieces indiscriminately.

Zhao Xuehan gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, wanting to grab Yan Ke's wrist, countless scars appeared on her skin.Du Sumu was very anxious, but the barrier that trapped him was complicated and difficult to understand, making it impossible for him to take a step forward.

"Yan Ke!" He couldn't help calling Yan Ke's name again.The man didn't respond at all.

stop!Du Sumu was thinking anxiously, the flame in his hand hit the barrier wall fiercely and in vain.

stop!Come back to me!

The moment these words appeared in Du Sumu's mind, Yan Ke felt like telepathic.He slowly turned his head, his red eyes fixed on Du Sumu.

In the next moment, Yan Ke disappeared.Where he stood, a slender jade sword appeared.The blue and white sword body was covered with red cracks, as if it was about to be broken.

The sapphire sword pointed at Du Sumu and flew straight towards him.

"Be careful!" Zhao Xuehan also saw Du Sumu at the same time, reached out and grabbed Yan Ke's sword hilt.He tried to inject his own true energy into Dao Yan Ke's sword, and call back his spiritual consciousness.

Unexpectedly, the sword body received Zhao Xuehan's true energy, and the scarlet cracks expanded.The sapphire seems to have only a thin shell, which may break at any time.

"It's useless." Du Sumu shouted at Zhao Xuehan, "Let him come here." He waved his hand, and the barrier finally shattered into thousands of pieces with his movements.Du Sumu rushed straight in Yan Ke's direction.

The green jade sword saw Du Sumu approaching, the wind of the sword became more and more violent, and the forward force made Zhao Xuehan unable to control it.His hands were dripping with blood, but he refused to let go, and his whole body was dragged forward by the sapphire sword.

If it goes on like this, Yan Ke's spiritual consciousness will probably be swallowed by the spell immediately, completely controlled by Zhao Qingyang's spell, and become an out-and-out magic sword.

Du Sumu gritted his teeth and flew to the green jade sword.The green jade sword was restrained by Zhao Xuehan, but it kept moving forward, only a few inches away from Du Sumu's throat.Du Sumu stretched out his hand to hold the blade, the blade made of jade cut blood from his palm for the first time.He pursed his lips lightly, using his spiritual power, trying to transfer the spell from Yan Ke's body into his own body.

Blood was flowing between the fingers, but Du Sumu had no time to feel the pain, and concentrated on Yan Ke's sword.However, the spell was unmoved, not only that, Du Sumu was also unable to detect a trace of Yan Ke's spiritual consciousness in the sapphire sword.

During several times of stalemate, Du Sumu's hands couldn't help shaking.He tried his best to transfer the spell, and his own spiritual power was already quite unstable at this moment.

"It's useless." Zhao Qingyang did not know when he came behind Du Sumu, and whispered in his ear, "If you want to break this curse, you must kill me."

Suddenly several blades flashed from Zhao Qingyang's cheeks, and he flicked them away calmly.Looking up, I saw Zhao Xuehan trying to stop Yan Ke with one hand, and raising the other hand in an attacking gesture.

"Think no one dares to kill you?" Zhao Xuehan stared at Zhao Qingyang closely, and said coldly.

Zhao Qingyang laughed, ignored Zhao Xuehan, and put his hand on Du Sumu's shoulder lightly.

"This sword is flying towards you now, to kill you." He whispered, "Although my spells confused his consciousness, they did not control his instincts."

"He wants to kill you. It's just his original intention hidden in his heart."

Du Sumu's body shook visibly.He took a step back, and the pain in his hand suddenly pierced through his body.

Looking at the green jade sword in front of him, Du Sumu took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes.At that moment, he had an urge to end everything, to be done.

But no.He opened his eyes.If he died, Zhao Qingyang would definitely not undo the curse for Yan Ke.That Yan Ke...

"Brother, please..." He said softly, "I will give you whatever you want."

Zhao Qingyang just chuckled behind Du Sumu, but was not moved at all.Du Sumu bit his lips tightly, staring at the cracked sapphire sword in front of him.

Through the sword, he seemed to see the handsome and cute little boy in black clothes standing on a tall tree, staring at himself with a serious expression decades ago.

Du Sumu felt that in his chest, the rich grassland suddenly turned into a desert.His heart dried up with the blowing sand, and pieces were broken into tiny dust particles.

Du Sumu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

It's time to end.he thinks.

"Senior Brother." He whispered, and the hand holding the Qingyu Sword slowly slid down from the blade.

"If I throw away this life, will I not owe you anything anymore?"

The sapphire sword lost a bit of resistance, even though Zhao Xuehan was holding the hilt, it still stabbed towards Du Sumu like an arrow.At this moment, Du Sumu raised his hand, sparks flew from his fingertips, and pointed towards Zhao Qingyang's primordial spirit with lightning speed.

"You are so reckless, but you will be hurt by that sword." Zhao Qingyang expected Du Sumu's movement, smiled and gently blocked his hand.However, at that moment, he looked behind Du Sumu and suddenly frowned.

The tip of the sapphire sword was tightly attached to Du Sumu's body, but it was hovering in the air, no longer moving forward.As if waiting for someone to put it away.

But Du Sumu didn't notice it, after Zhao Qingyang blocked his attack, he quickly drew a dagger from his cuff, and stabbed directly at Zhao Qingyang's chest.

"Could it be possible..." Zhao Qingyang murmured, grabbed Du Sumu's wrist, and pushed him a few feet away.

Du Sumu staggered a few steps, and when he straightened up again, he saw a shocking scene.

The sapphire sword was deeply inserted into Zhao Qingyang's chest, blood gushed out and intertwined with the deep red cracks.Zhao Xuehan still tightly held the hilt of the sword, with a stunned expression on his face, as if he couldn't understand what he saw in front of him.

The blade passed through the flesh and blood, and continued to move forward as if there was nothing around.Zhao Xuehan slowly lowered his hand from the hilt, watching the green jade sword pass through Zhao Qingyang's body.

For a time, there was silence between heaven and earth.Moments later, the roar and wailing of monsters suddenly came out.When accompanied by a few strange giant birds, it landed next to Zhao Xuehan and knelt down to salute. The green jade sword moved forward slowly in the air, the red marks on its body gradually faded, and finally stopped, and gently landed on Du Sumu's feet. side.

"So that's how it is." Zhao Qingyang stood, with blood gurgling from the hole on his body, he smiled softly, and shook his head at Du Sumu, "Amu, I never thought you would be so clever that you could persuade Qingyu Jianjie Deed."

Du Sumu looked at Zhao Qingyang, his mind was as chaotic as the sea of ​​clouds beside Yuanxiu Peak. "How come..." he murmured.

Zhao Qingyang laughed mockingly.Under Yuanxiu Peak, the roar of millions of monsters was deafening.

"Congratulations." He shifted his gaze to Zhao Xuehan, "Kill the Demon Lord. You are the new Demon Lord."

"My ending will also be your ending."

Zhao Xuehan looked at him with a pale face. "What the hell are you trying to do?" he asked.

Zhao Qingyang smiled. "It's nothing." He said, "It's just instinct."

He lowered his face and didn't look at Zhao Xuehan again.

"Pity my little junior brother." Zhao Xuehan could only hear him mutter, "There are many new troubles."

After speaking, he just stood there with his head bowed.No more talking, no more breathing.

The giant bird saluting Zhao Xuehan suddenly hissed and screamed, and black mist surged from the sky, tearing to pieces the corpse standing on the top of Yuanxiu Peak.In just a moment, there was no trace, no bones left.

The sapphire sword lay quietly beside Du Sumu, the blade of the sword flickered slightly, all the red lines faded, and it emitted a faint white light.