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Chapter 1251: Give You the Honor of Diing Under My Sword
"What does the Lord of Heaven mean?"

Yin Daotianjun showed a look of doubt.

"Tianchou Zhenjun and Liuzhi Old Demon are old demons. Even though I am their direct descendant, I have no feelings for them."

Yin Dao Tianjun swore, "You may not know this, but when I was young, I had nine brothers and sisters. In the end, I was the only one who survived. The other eight died at the hands of Tianchou Zhenjun. Together with my poor mother, we became the Nine-Child Mother Chain Sword in Tianchou Zhenjun's hand."

"These two thieves and I are sworn enemies!"

"You are acting on behalf of heaven, slaying demons and avenging my mother. How could I have hatred for you?"

Lord Yin Daotian thought of his past mother and said with red eyes.

These are all true expressions of emotion.

In this world, how could there be children who don't love their mother, especially a mother who died in childhood and exists only in memories?

"So grateful,"

"There is no hatred, so why?"

Jiang Ding sighed slightly and asked doubtfully, "Or did you misunderstand the law of Tushan Courtyard?"

"He infiltrated the conspiracy into the Yuanying-rank generals and Jindan-rank lieutenants at all levels of Hunyuan Fatiandu, and unconsciously controlled their souls, turning nearly half of the cultivators of Hunyuan Fatiandu into his own private army.

There are also others who are corrupt, abuse their power for personal gain, secretly punishing Yuanying Jindan cultivators with death sentences, and then refining them into magic treasures and elixirs..."

"You, after reading the Tushan Code, consider these things as crimes that only require 577 years of imprisonment?"

"What's the misunderstanding here?"

Jiang Ding asked slowly.

"Tianjun, I..."

Yin Dao's face turned pale instantly.

The Lord of Hundred Poisons looked at him and was shocked.

He dared to come forward first, so he must have a trump card, but he didn't expect that his opponent's trump card was so terrible!
Nearly half of Hunyuan Fatiandu’s private army!
This is the army that has been established since the founding of Tushan Courtyard. It is powerful and can easily defeat even the peak-level cultivators of the Divine Transformation Realm. If it can attack at the critical moment, there is a great chance that it will reap the final fruits of victory.

Other Heavenly Kings around, such as Mu Tianxue and others, were not too surprised.

"This is evidence."

Jiang Ding flicked his fingers, and scenes after scenes, including the restrictions in the souls of the cultivators of Hunyuan Fatiandu, appeared in the eyes of many Heavenly Kings, making these things completely true.

Yin Dao remained silent and said no more.

It seems that he made the wrong bet.

"And you,"

"The Lord of Hundred Poisons."

Jiang Ding finally turned his gaze towards the green centipede: "Your mother, Madam Jiayou, saved you from the hands of the Centipede Lord at the cost of her own life. She hopes that you will grow up strong and live a peaceful and stable life."

"Now it seems that his wish cannot be fulfilled after all."

Keng~
The sword was pulled out little by little and finally came out of its sheath.

It was a terrifying blue-gold flying sword. As soon as it appeared, it exuded an extremely heavy aura of chaos. It also contained six kinds of terrifying powers that were completely incomprehensible to people, which suffocated even the gods.

"Two fellow Taoists."

"You two are not worthy of my sword."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "However, after all, you are old friends, or descendants of old friends, so I am willing to give you this honor and let you die under my sword."

"Take action."

"For the sake of our past friendship, I will give you some time to make your move."

“Tianjun…”

Yin Dao begged.

It is futile.

The cold murderous intent bloomed little by little, and began to become impatient. The last bit of kindness and tolerance would soon be lost, and even the last chance would no longer be there.

"Hahaha!"

“Yin Dao, why do you have to act like a girl!” The 100-foot-long green centipede body of the Hundred Poisons Heavenly Monarch laughed wildly: “Since we have made the decision, if it succeeds, we will have countless natural treasures and a chance to ascend to the upper realms. If it fails, we will die.”

"What's there to fear?"

"Tushan is nothing but a pile of dry bones in a tomb, just pretending to be something!"

The Lord of a Hundred Poisons roared.

He instantly burned his blood, his soul, and the huge body of the poisonous green centipede, forming a force like a river or a tsunami, all of which gathered in his bloody mouth and on the demon pill.

boom!
The dozens of feet long green centipede opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a terrifying green centipede demon pill.

This centipede demon pill is shaped like a sword pill. It is a poisonous sword pill smelted by the Lord of Hundred Poisons based on the sword cultivation inheritance in the Tushan Courtyard. He has carefully cultivated and refined it for more than a thousand years, and even created a sword technique called the Burning Blood Gu Sword Technique.

At this moment, with his essence, blood, and soul burning, the endless power of heaven and earth was blessing him. Behind the demon pill, there were countless poisonous golden silkworm Gu following it. He slashed out with his sword with all his strength, and the power was terrifying to the extreme.

Although he is at the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he possesses the power to threaten cultivators at the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm if he gives his all!
"You pretentious old thief, die!"

Lord Bai Du stared at the young man in blue on the throne and roared.

"Then, as you wish."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Keng!
The Taiqing flying sword slashed out and then turned back.

At this moment, the world froze.

The madly roaring green centipede that was dozens of feet long, the green poisonous sword ball, and Yin Dao Tianjun who took the opportunity to burn his blood and soul to flee frantically outside the palace, and the cold escape light that was almost reaching its extreme.

All of this is frozen.

"This is the invincible Lord who once killed an existence from the upper realm..."

Bingxue Tianjun and others looked at this scene, their hearts trembled and their bodies shook.

"No!"

"This is impossible!"

"I still have a trump card! I still have adventures! How could I die!"

A sword mark appeared between the eyebrows of the Lord of Hundred Poisons, and fear appeared in his eyes. He was extremely flustered and no longer as heroic.

He seemed to have some important treasure, a fortuitous encounter, which gave him great confidence and made him think that he could overthrow Tushan Zhongting and take its place. Therefore, he took the lead and was confident that he would be able to reap the final rewards.

However, under this sword, everything is false.

Click!

The next moment, the sword mark on the green centipede's forehead spread out and spread to the whole body, cutting the green centipede in half from head to tail. The internal organs flowed out, and the green poisonous blood spread throughout the palace, with a fishy smell.

And Yin Dao, who had just reached the palace gate, also had his body broken into two halves, covered in blood, and his soul destroyed.

At this moment in the Black Demon Palace, the ground was covered with blood.

All the Heavenly Kings felt a chill in their hearts, their bodies trembled, and they bowed their heads deeply.

"An unexpected encounter... a trump card..."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

He looked at the centipede body that was torn apart by the Lord of Hundred Poisons, and in it, he saw a familiar mass of flesh and blood. It was bright red in color, and the power of the blood order was faintly emanating from it.

"He is an acquaintance."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "Sir, you haven't broken free from Xiyuan's seal yet? That's good."

The mass of bright red flesh was silent.

After a moment, the mass of flesh and blood composed of the power of blood and order slowly separated and was cut in half by a sword light. There was no obstacle, and there was a shocking explosion, a Jedi reversal.

"The speed at which your strength is increasing..."

A horrified voice came from the mass of flesh and blood. It was extremely horrified, but it couldn't even finish its words before it was torn into pieces by the six forces of order that remained on the sword mark.

It's just the remnants of a spell, so I don't have the qualifications to say much.

(End of this chapter)