Envy

Zhao Lincheng's dawn came later than expected.The sky is gloomy darkness, and the earth is the place where countless souls are buried.Some people wake up from the long dream, some people sleep in the long dream.

The awakened man held a sword and fought desperately with the corpse butterfly that had turned into one body.Thousands of blue corpse butterflies turned into a huge beast.The huge soles of the feet stepped on the bottom of the bluestone slab, and the beast let out a low growl, which made Zhao Lincheng tremble.

Su Chuo sat on the back of the ferocious beast, staring at the group of disciples who were struggling for death, and looked at Zhao Ce who stood at the front with a sword and sneered, "These people are all trapped in dreams, and those who can't get out They are going to die, what are you still protecting them for?"

"You have no enmity with me. If you want to be determined by me, I will not take your life."

Zhao Ce's forehead and the hand holding the sword were covered with blood.He held the long sword with both hands, remained unmoved, and said nothing.

Su Chuo sneered, and approached step by step with the ferocious beast composed of corpse butterflies.Zhao Ce and all his disciples were forced to retreat step by step.The ferocious beast came all the way on the corpses of the deceased disciples, and those corpses were all turned into dust on the soles of the ferocious beast's feet, blown away by the night wind.

The ferocious beast walked towards the disciple who was sleeping in his dream.

Huo Zhi stood by those disciples, and behind him was a little girl, Meng Xi.The ground was trembling, and every step the beast took seemed to shatter the sky.Meng Xi's face turned pale, looking at the approaching beast, both hands clenched Huo Zhi's sleeves.

Huo Zhi held the sword and stood up, looking for the beast's weak spot, and was about to draw the sword out of its sheath, when Zhao Ce led his disciples to wrap around the beast.Zhao Ce's sword slashed at the beast's leg, and layers of blue corpse butterflies flew out, but the moment the blade left, they flew back to the beast's leg again.

Then Zhao Ce was thrown out by the fierce beast, and he fell heavily on the city wall not far away, slipping into the weeds, clutching his chest, spitting blood.

The other disciples slashed wildly at the beast, but nothing worked. The beast's body was intact. It either threw the disciple away violently, or stomped it on the soles of its feet. With a little force, the body turned into powder.

Huo Zhi sent Meng Xi to the roof, and drew a barrier around her, and he instructed: "No matter what, you can't come out of the barrier, you stay here until dawn."

Meng Xi looked at the dark sleeping disciples below, and nodded with tears in his eyes.For the first time, she faced life and death.When she was in Eternal Night City, she only knew that the people in the City Lord's Mansion were silenced by Su Chuo, but she was blindfolded and never saw it with her own eyes.Now she watched Su Chuo control the ferocious beast, easily taking the lives of one living person after another.

She was terrified when she saw Huo Zhi jumping down, and she could only pray that the dawn would come sooner.

After Huo Zhi jumped from the roof, he charged towards the beast with his sword, and split the beast's head in half with a sharp sword.To no avail, the ferocious beast roared and raised its head, and the outline beside its face became clear and complete again.He cut a few swords on the body of the beast, and was swept under the palm of the giant spirit by the beast.

When the soles of the feet were about to fall, Su Chuo on the back of the beast was attacked.At some point, Zhao Ce got around behind him and landed on the beast's back. He wanted to stab the sword through Su Chuo's back, but Su Chuo dodged it. The blade brushed against Su Chuo's arm, drawing a sharp line. Deep bloodstains.

Su Chuo held his arm, and when he raised his eyes, the dark purple eyes suddenly darkened. The moment Zhao Ce was controlled, Su Chuo's sword passed through his heart mercilessly. Sprayed on that fair face, it looked a little hideous.Zhao Ce was pushed down and fell on the bluestone floor.

Huo Zhi's breathing stagnated, and the surroundings became silent for a while, he couldn't hear the sound of the wind, Zhao Lincheng's trembling, or the beast's roar.He saw Zhao Ce fall from the beast, with his eyes open, he called out "Zhao Ce", grabbed his long sword, slashed at the leg of the beast, and ran to Zhao Ce.

Huo Zhi knelt on the ground to help him up, Zhao Ce's face was covered with blood, and the blood slid down his face bit by bit.His lips moved, and he said something very softly.Huo Zhi heard the word "yan", but he couldn't make out who he was talking about.Is it a good word or a good word.

He had no time to think, and a sudden wind came over his head.The fierce beast opened its bloody mouth wide, and the sword in Su Chuo's hand flashed a cold light.For a moment, his thinking stagnated, but the giant palm did not fall down for a long time.He heard a loud sound of long swords fighting, the beast was frightened, and roared in pain, shaking the heavens and the earth.

When he turned his head, he saw Yan Zhaohan who was holding a sword in the sky, and Meng Tou who was standing on the eaves and dressed in white brocade.Huo Zhi took the opportunity to carry Zhao Ce and walked a few steps, placing Zhao Ce under the corner of the wall.

Su Chuo looked at Yan Zhaohan, and said contemptuously, "I thought brother was going to sink into a dream like ordinary people."

Yan Zhaohan didn't say much, and rushed towards him with his sword pointed at his throat.Su Chuo leaned back, turned over and landed on the ground.The ferocious beast raised its giant palm and stepped on Yan Zhaohan.At this moment, Meng Tou made a decisive move, turning the ice-drinking sword in his hand into six, and the six swords rushed straight at the beast, and the sword's light dazzled his eyes, and chopped off the beast's body.

Tens of thousands of corpse butterflies were scattered, and the sky was filled with dense blue corpse butterflies.On the one hand, Su Chuo got rid of Yan Zhaohan's entanglement, and on the other hand, he used the technique of controlling spirits to order the corpse butterfly again.A group of corpse butterflies have reshaped the face of the beast, and the surrounding corpse butterflies are also circling and flying.

Suddenly, with a flash of white sword light, the corpse butterfly that was already being reshaped was scattered, and half of the beast's head scattered like solid sand.

Yan Zhaohan's arm was bleeding, and Feng Yejian came out of his hand. The powerful sword spirit shuttled and rushed among the corpse butterflies, its breath stayed in the night sky, and finally turned into a body.The surrounding wind suddenly blew up, and the light of the corpse butterfly faded.

When Su Chuo struggled to save him, he was entangled by Yan Zhaohan.When Su Chuo stabbed fiercely with the sword in his hand, he was still reciting the Long Jue silently, controlling Fengye Sword Spirit.He narrowly escaped, Su Chuo's sword brushed against his waist.

Meng Tou came on the wind and knocked down the sword in his hand with his true energy.The long sword was thrown out.Meng Tou held Su Chuo's arm instead, folded his hand, and took off his arm.Su Chuo cried out in pain, knelt on the cold bluestone slab, cold sweat slipped from his veined forehead.He trembled in pain, and collapsed limply.

Yan Zhaohan closed his eyes and read the last sentence of "Long Jue", Feng Ye Sword Spirit scattered light all over his body and turned into countless light spots. The corpse butterfly will disappear when it encounters light, like a paper flower when it is licked by a flame. cover.The corpse butterfly melted in the light and turned into thousands of star crumbs, falling from the night sky in Zhao Lincheng.

Su Chuo stretched out his other hand stubbornly, trying to feel for his sword.

Yan Zhaohan bent his knees and bumped him on the stomach, turned over and pinned him to the ground.Yan Zhaohan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his hair was already soaked.Yan Zhaohan pinched his jaw and punched him hard again.