Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

When Zhao Mo and Sanwa were cuddling each other affectionately on the top of the mountain, Zhao Jun was looking at his rival Qi Tianyu in the square and loathing each other.

Even though it is New Year's Eve, there are still many people in the square. Many young people don't watch TV at home, but come to the square to watch the excitement with their friends.

Qi Tianyu took the Qi family's driver, bodyguards and servants to occupy a large area in the middle of the designated area where the fireworks were set off. Standing with him was Zhang Chenglong, the son of the county magistrate. This guy was arrested by Zhang County The chief ordered to come and do the landlord's kindness to Young Master Qi.

Zhao Jun occupied a place opposite them. Although he was alone, his aura was no worse than the group of people over there.Sure enough, when the fireworks started to set off at exactly the right time, Qi Tianyu's face soon turned completely green.

Before the fireworks were set off, Zhang Chenglong leaned close to Qi Tianyu's ear with a vicious voice: "Young Master Qi, that guy surnamed Zhao on the opposite side is too arrogant, we should give him some color. Look, he is the only one on the other side , let's send someone to bring down a "meteor fire shower" over there, anyway..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a commotion on the south side of the square.Someone kept screaming: "What is that?!" "Who hit me!" "Ah! It's a weasel! A big weasel!" "Ghost! Help!" "Run!"

The people around quickly ran away, and some bold young men and women also hid from a distance and peeked at this side.A woman in a mess with long hair and tattered clothes appeared in front of these people. She had blood-red eyes, fangs protruding from her lips, her hands were sharp claws with nails more than a foot long, and her clothes were stained with blood.The right half of her body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the skin and flesh were rolled up, emitting a foul smell.

A weasel the size of a calf was carried on the woman's shoulders, its fur was also messy, and dark red blood continuously flowed from the disemboweled body and dripped on the ground.

Zhang Chenglong froze for a moment, his legs shook involuntarily.He recognized this woman's face!

Zhao Jun was also stunned. That breath, that appearance, is that... Sister Yingying?

At the same time, Jiang Yunxuan, who was chasing and killing the corpse king for thousands of miles behind Gu Tiancheng, felt the breath of the corpse king and stopped in the square in front of him. Many ordinary people gathered in the square. The most troublesome thing was that there was an unidentified The breath of a strong or weak foundation-building period practitioner is Zhao Jun!

Fearing that Zhao Jun would be accidentally injured, he resolutely sent a message to Sanwa through the demon servant brand in his soul: "The corpse king has fled into the square of County C. Zhao Jun is in danger, come and rescue him!"

Without him sending a message, Sanwa and Zhao Mo on the top of Calabash Mountain also sensed the change in the atmosphere on the other side of the square.The soaring malevolent aura of the corpse king and Gu Tiancheng's surging spiritual power at the peak of the late stage of Jindan are as conspicuous as a huge beam of light in the dark night, and it is difficult for them, who are also late Jindan practitioners, to ignore them.

Looking at the direction where the breath came from, Zhao Mo immediately thought of his second brother who was still there and hadn't come back.Sanwa's expression was equally dignified, and after receiving Jiang Yunxuan's message, his face became even uglier. Although the corpse king seemed injured in his breath, it was not something Zhao Jun could deal with. What's more, that thing had no sanity, only instinct, and sucked the blood of practitioners. Healing Instinct!

The two looked at each other, and Sanwa immediately called out the duck, stood up with Zhao Mo, and rushed towards the square.

However, they were still one step late, and the injured corpse king was still moving as fast as lightning. Zhang Chenglong's heart was pinched out with one claw, and Qi Tianyu and others who were standing with Zhang Chenglong were killed in an instant. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun was still in a daze, and before he could react, the corpse king bit his neck.The rapid loss of blood made Zhao Jun's sanity start to blur. He couldn't get rid of the corpse king's great strength. Enduring the severe pain on his neck, he called weakly: "Sister Yingying..."

The voice made the corpse king suddenly stop his blood-sucking movements, and when he raised his head, the face that belonged to Zhao Ying showed hesitation and confusion.She half let go of her arm, as if she wanted to let go of Zhao Jun, or as if she wanted to grab him, her blood-stained lips opened and closed...

At the moment when she hesitated and stopped, Gu Tiancheng, who had already chased here, swung his sword, and the most precious Haotian sword of the Kunlun faction released a dazzling golden light, and a huge sword energy swung out, killing the corpse king. Together with Zhao Jun who was caught by it, he was chopped off in half!

"Evil animal! Forcing me to spend five years of life to use the Haotian Divine Sword, I deserve death! After receiving this sword, even if you are a thousand-year-old corpse king, you will be wiped out!" Gu Tiancheng, standing in the air, laughed wildly .

"Xiao Jun!" Jiang Yunxuan screamed, just after he caught up with Gu Tiancheng, he watched Zhao Jun and the corpse king being cut into two by the sword light, and the corpse fell to the ground.

"Do not!!!"

Zhao Mo and Sanwa who arrived afterward also saw this scene, which made their eyes tear and their hearts tremble.Zhao Mo uttered a heart-piercing cry, jumped off the duck that hadn't landed yet, and ran over.Sanwa also followed him to the place where the corpse king fell.

The upper half of Zhao Jun's body and the lower half of his body were stacked together, and blood gushed out from the cut, staining the ground red.His eyes were still wide open, and the expression of disbelief on his face froze like that.The corpse king's two body parts fell very close to him, and his long black hair spread across the ground silently.

Zhao Mo knelt on the ground with a "bang", trembling all over his body, stretched out his arms, and touched Zhao Jun's cheek that was gradually cooling down.Tears blurred his eyes, and his lips trembled so that he could hardly utter a sound: "Junzi... Junzi..."

Compared with him, Sanwa, who was calmer than him, suddenly thought of storing Zhao Jun's soul so that he could use the magic method to resurrect him, but found that even Zhao Jun's soul had been obliterated by the powerful sword light just now. People have since disappeared into the world, completely dead!

"Who are you?" Gu Tiancheng stood in the air with a sword in his hand, condescendingly looking down at Zhao Mo, who was kneeling next to Zhao Jun's corpse, and Sanwa next to him. What is this person about..."

"Go to hell!" He was greeted by a dark and simple broadsword. Zhao Mo violently attacked him, attacking him madly while screaming: "I want to kill you! Kill you!"

Sanwa also rushed forward without saying a word, her fists were sharp, her legs were violent, and every move contained a deadly killing intent.Jiuyou turned into a palm-sized duckling, with a secretive and quick attack trajectory, and even launched a soul attack instantly.

"Ah!" Gu Tiancheng didn't expect that the person in front of him would dare to attack him directly, and he was caught off guard.First, he was attacked by Jiuyou's divine soul attack, and then Zhao Mo slashed his left shoulder with a sword. If he hadn't instinctively raised the Haotian sword to block it, he would have been decapitated this time.

Sanwa didn't give him a chance to fight back at all, and used all his killer moves at close range, forcibly turning Gu Tiancheng's good skin into a rotten watermelon in just one minute.Gu Tiancheng, a cultivator who relies on flying swords and spells to fight against the enemy with spiritual power, will definitely die if he is approached by a demon cultivator who is of the same level as him and who also practices top-level body training techniques. There is no way to escape. .

"Ah! Damn it! You wait! I can't spare you!" The moment Gu Tiancheng's body was blown up, Gu Tiancheng's Nascent Soul flew out and got into the Haotian Divine Sword. This ancient divine sword protruded instantly. Surrounded, fled to the southeast.

The flying sword is already fast, and the Haotian Divine Sword is a very high-grade fairy weapon. Sanwa is powerless to chase it, and Jiuyou can't catch it.Only Zhao Mo did not give up, and raised his right arm with red eyes.

Zhao Mo was already driven mad by his second younger brother's death, he sprayed blood from his heart on his right wrist, and forced the wedge to move.The fang imprint on his wrist floated up and turned into a one-meter-long snow-white fang with an extremely sharp tip, exuding a frightening cold air all over his body.

This fang-shaped murder weapon was thrown out by Zhao Mo, flashed in the air, and disappeared instantly.The next moment, Gu Tiancheng's miserable screams came from a distance. The Haotian Excalibur had disappeared into the sky, and the screams before dying still echoed in the air.

The wedge flew back to Zhao Mo's hand and turned into a mark on Zhao Mo's right wrist again.Zhao Mo's face was as pale as paper, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The mental overstimulation and the stepping up of the magic weapon made him spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", and he passed out immediately after rolling his eyes.

Sanwa hurriedly flew over to catch him, seeing the pale and weak look of the person in her arms, she felt terribly distressed, a pair of dark black eyes were burning with raging anger.Damn monastic alliance!Damn Kunlun faction!Gu Tiancheng's life can't appease the demon lord's anger at all, he wants to wipe out the monastic alliance and wash the Kunlun sect with blood!

"Master, I have already erased the memories of ordinary people here." Jiang Yunxuan walked over, eyes full of self-blame and guilt, "I didn't expect Gu Tiancheng to use the Haotian Excalibur directly, Xiaojun, he..."

Sanwa glanced at him coldly, then ordered Jiuyou to put away the two corpses on the ground, stared at the direction where the Haotian Excalibur disappeared, and said, "Give me a detailed list and whereabouts records of all the members of the Cultivation Alliance within three days. Within half a month, give me the hiding places and information of all the cultivating sects on the earth, including the Kunlun sect. I want there to be no more cultivators on this planet!"

After finishing speaking, he carried the unconscious Zhao Mo onto the back of the duck, and flew in the direction of Calabash Mountain without looking back.Jiang Yunxuan who stayed behind to deal with the aftermath shuddered, feeling a chill in his heart.Now he doesn't have to worry about explaining to Mr. Yi and the top Kunlun faction when he goes back to the headquarters. By then, those people probably won't have the energy to pursue him.

In the Zhao family's small building, Zhao Jianxin and Tang Jing, who were watching TV and chatting together, were surprised to see Sanwa, who was full of hostility and had a cold face, walk in.Noticing that Zhao Mo was hugged horizontally by Sanwa, both of them were very strange. Zhao Jianxin quickly walked up to him, looked at the pale Zhao Mo worriedly, and asked Sanwa, "What's wrong with Mozi?"

Sanwa didn't speak, and went back to their bedroom on the second floor holding the person in her arms in silence.He put Zhao Mo on the bed, took off his shoes and coat, covered the quilt, and signaled Zhao Jianxin and Tang Jing who followed him downstairs with his eyes.

"This... this is..." Zhao Jianxin couldn't believe what he saw on the living room floor, his fingers were trembling uncontrollably, and his legs were also weak, "Jun...Junzi?"

Tang Jing supported him, his face was also scary, he couldn't bear to take a step forward to see clearly, and he didn't want to believe that the child who was alive and kicking not long ago is now cold.

Zhao Jun's body has been tidied up by Jiuyou in the space inside its abdomen, the broken parts have been connected, and the blood stains on the face and head have been wiped clean, leaving only the blood-soaked clothes It looked astonishing.

"Second brother was killed by a man named Gu Tiancheng." Sanwa explained expressionlessly, her voice was cold and calm, only a pair of bottomless black eyes were turbulent and terrifying, "He is a member of the Cultivation Alliance. Kill the corpse king, and kill the second brother who was caught by the corpse king."

After stating this fact, he turned around and went upstairs, leaving a sentence: "Bury the second brother well, I want to retreat and break through the stage of transforming gods, and I want to make the entire monastic alliance and Kunlun sect pay the price."

In the living room, only Zhao Jianxin was left crying on Zhao Jun's corpse, and Tang Jing stood beside him with wet eyes.