Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 269: Farewell Lie
Facing the huge monster roaring down, Wuzhai stood still like a pine tree, with no intention of dodging at all. Perhaps in the next moment he would be crushed into meat paste. Mengya was completely in despair.

"Hiss..., boom..." No one knew what happened, the earth shook violently, black light burst out, and the shock wave swept the rocks and mud on the ground in all directions. Ling Kongzi was unable to dodge and was blown into the air by the hurricane. The others all bent their bodies and covered their faces with their hands to stabilize their bodies.

After the storm, the huge body of the Azure Dragon was revealed. It paused in the air, twisted and struggled, and its head was unexpectedly swallowed by the huge black mouth with fangs. Under the huge mouth was a wriggling black body of a beast, flashing with lightning, and it looked like a worm. What was even more frightening was that this huge black body was actually Wuzhe's right arm.

Shishui was completely stunned. How could this kid have such a ferocious beast hidden in his body that even wanted to swallow Qinglong? Was he a devil or a monster? Could he really be like Xuannv said, causing unrest in heaven and on earth?

The Azure Dragon grabbed the Earth-Swallowing Beast's head with its powerful claws, struggling desperately to break free, swung its giant tail, and whistled towards Wuzhan, whose eyes were all black on the ground. Just as the dragon's tail was about to hit Wuzhan, "Roar..." a ferocious beast's head suddenly sprang up from Wuzhan's left arm. It looked like a sheep, and opened its huge mouth, "Bang..." It instantly bit the dragon's tail that was smashed down, and its teeth as sharp as a knife immediately pierced into it, and blood flowed everywhere.

The Azure Dragon let out a muffled roar, and its huge body was pierced by lightning. It trembled in the air and struggled hard.

Mengya was completely frightened. She stared at the horrifying scene with her eyes wide open, her mind went blank and she was speechless.

'Swoosh, swoosh...' Countless 'soul-devouring lines' flew out from half of the body of the Qilin and shot into the gaps between the scales of the Azure Dragon. The soul and blood flowed into the body of the Qilin along the 'soul-devouring lines'. The Azure Dragon wailed in grief, but its head and tail were trapped tightly and it could not break free.

Shishui's eyes widened angrily, he raised his head and roared, the inner energy in his body surged, his clothes were torn to pieces, his white hair stood up, a large amount of blood rushed to the Emperor Sword, the Emperor Sword shone brightly, the sword sounded piercing, he wanted to mobilize all his mental power to control Qinglong to break free.

But his telekinesis was limited, and he was barely able to use it after being seriously injured. Qinglong's soul consciousness was now devoured, and he was already struggling in his death throes, extremely irritable. If he forcefully controlled him like this, there would be only one outcome, his spirit would collapse, and he would go crazy. 'Puff...' Shisui spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his eyes rolled back, and he grabbed his head and howled madly.

As the soul and blood poured in, Wuzhe's body glowed with green light, as if he was covered with a layer of dragon scales. He suddenly turned to look at Zhishui, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and said in a deep voice, "Kill him!"

Lingkongzi understood what he meant, stretched out his hand, and the Thunder Blade flew back into his hand. He flapped his wings and flew towards Zhishui.

Although Shishui had lost consciousness, his cultivation was still there. Seeing Lingkongzi swinging his sword at him, he instinctively raised the Emperor Sword to block. After Lingkongzi's repeated fierce attacks, he was unable to hurt him. On the contrary, Shishui's eyes were bloodshot, and he had completely fallen into the devil's way. His swords were so powerful that he forced Lingkongzi to retreat again and again.

Seeing the situation, Jin Xingzi rushed over wielding his flaming sword. The two of them, one above and one below, launched a fierce attack on the crazy Shishui. Shishui became more and more crazy as the fight went on. Sword shadows covered his entire body, and he almost reached the transcendent realm of moving at the will of the enemy and becoming one with the sword.

Zhulang's sword was broken, and even the scabbard was broken. He watched his two senior brothers attacking without success, but he could not help. His sword was his will, and without the sword he had no will.

Qinglong had given up struggling long ago. As the last wisp of soul flowed into Wuzhan's left arm, Qinglong's huge body turned into powder with a "pop" sound, and flew away.

The ferocious beasts on his arms disappeared, and Wuzhan returned to his original appearance. He was exhausted, in pain all over, and almost fainted, but he knew that he had to persevere. He would never forget those people on Cangyan Mountain. He didn't want to say anything, those were cowardly words. He just wanted to kill people. He was not a hero who saved the world and eliminated evil, nor was he a demon king who endangered the people. He wanted to go his own way. That was not a dream, but a destined road of revenge.

Wuzhan picked up a stone, held it in his hand, and slowly walked towards Shishui. He stopped when he was ten feet away, stared coldly at the devilish Shishui for a long time, and with a "teng" sound, the stone in his hand burned with black flames. He aimed at Shishui, ready to attack, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Lingkongzi and Jinxingzi had already been unable to hold on any longer, and they dispersed upon hearing the words. At this moment, a beam of black light shot towards Zhishui, and the black light arrived before the sound of breaking through the air.

Shishui's keen awareness had already caught the black light coming, and he let out a long roar, swung his sword hard, and with a crisp "clang..." sound, sparks flew, and the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword slipped out of his hand, breaking at the waist. The stone it pierced through still had some force, and hit Shishui in the chest. His whole body flew backwards dozens of feet into the water, and then moved a hundred feet on the water surface before hitting the rock wall next to the entrance of the undercurrent.

When Lingkongzi flew closer, Shisui's body had been sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared. Even if he didn't die, he would not survive after flowing into the mountain. What's more, Shisui had gone mad and it was difficult for him to regain consciousness.

Wuzhan suddenly sat down on the ground, without any strength in his body and with severe pain in his heart. This battle was too difficult and he was seriously injured. Moreover, he had forcibly absorbed Qinglong's soul and blood essence, which required further fusion. It would be difficult to recover without ten days or half a month.

Zhulang picked up the giant sword that was broken into two pieces and put it on his waist. His sword was broken, and he wanted to use it to forge another long sword.

Meng Ya came to her senses at this moment. Tonight was beyond her imagination. She was even a little scared. Wuzhan actually hid such terrifying power. She didn't know whether Wuzhan was a demon that turned into a human, or a human that turned into a demon. In short, it was difficult for her to accept it at the moment.

A sword was quietly placed against Mengya's back. Mengya was concentrating on the battle and was not on guard against Xiao Yuzhen behind her. When she realized it, it was too late. She regretted it in her heart and really brought trouble to Wuzhan.

Xiao Yuzhen said in a deep voice: "If you want her life, hand over the Plague Box!"

Wuzhan said helplessly: "Why does the Holy Mother have to do this?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you little brat! Hand it over now!"

When Meng Ya saw Wu Zhan taking out the plague box, she shouted, "Don't worry about me, kill her first!" She had previously seen that Wu Zhan was in danger and persuaded him to hand over the plague box, but now she stopped him from handing it over.

Wuzhan held the plague box in his hand and said to Xiao Yuzhen, "Does the Holy Mother think this plague box is more important, or what Senior Ping said to the Holy Mother?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuzhen glared at Wuzhan and said, "Don't try to deceive me. How did you meet him?" "When Senior Ping was dueling with Han Xiaoting, I happened to pass by. I buried Senior Ping's body on the bank of the Yellow River. It must have been washed away by the rising water level and eventually found by the Holy Mother. Senior Ping's left cheekbone was hit by Han Xiaoting's fist, and half of his face has collapsed. The fatal sword in the middle of his heart was caused by him throwing the sword into the air. The Holy Mother believes that I am lying."

Wuzhan's description was exactly the same as Xiao Yuzhen's deduction. Xiao Yuzhen believed it to some extent. There was a hint of excitement in her eyes. She said in a deep voice: "What you said can be deduced by anyone who has seen his body. How can I believe it?"

Wuzhan ordered Lingkongzi to take out the Soul-Shocking Bell. Xiao Yuzhen saw it and asked, "What is this?"

"The Holy Mother should know about Han Xiaoting's Horror Bell."

"How to prove it?"

Lingkongzi shook lightly, making a sharp sound, "This is the proof!"

Xiao Yuzhen no longer doubted and asked: "He..., what did he say?"

Wuzhan said doubtfully: "If the Holy Mother wants to know, she must release Princess Mengya first."

Xiao Yuzhen said: "If you don't tell me first, I will kill her. Tell me now!"

"I have shown mercy several times, can I still deceive the Virgin Mary?"

Although Zhishui recognized Wuzhan, he didn't have time to say it, and Xiao Yuzhen didn't think about it. Wuzhan showed mercy several times, which made Xiao Yuzhen puzzled. She asked, "Why did you show mercy? Who are you?"

"Holy Mother, do you remember who told you the Secret of Immortality?"

Xiao Yuzhen said in surprise: "Wuzhan, you are Wuzhan, this is impossible, he is dead..." but she had to admit it.

Meng Ya also opened her eyes wide, thinking: "He really is that person. Qin Moyao's guess is correct. He already has the Nine-tailed Fox in his heart."

Wuzhan said: "I am not dead, but I hope the Virgin Mary and the Princess will keep their mouths shut in the future. I don't want the world to know that I am still alive!"

Xiao Yuzhen retracted the sword, let go of Meng Ya, and said infatuatedly: "You can come back to life, why can't Qingjue? He..., did he really leave me a message?"

Ping Qingjue did say something before he committed suicide, but it was not for Xiao Yuzhen. Wuzhan deceived Xiao Yuzhen, firstly to save Meng Ya, and secondly to hope that Xiao Yuzhen would give up the idea of ​​committing suicide. After all, Xiao Yuzhen had saved his life. Wuzhan would always remember anyone who had done Wuzhan a favor, even if it was only a little bit. This sentence is easy to say, but difficult to do.

It is very difficult now. It is difficult for him to make up a sentence that Xiao Yuzhen can believe and keep living. She still loves a person who never loves her until his death. How many people in the world can do this? Isn't it sad? The sad one is not Ping Qingjue, but Xiao Yuzhen. The dead are never as sad as the living.

Wuzhan said: "Senior Ping wants to tell the Holy Mother..."

Before Wuzhan could finish his words, 'puff...' the sword pierced through Xiao Yuzhen's chest. Xiao Yuzhen had already let go of Meng Ya, and no one noticed that there was someone hiding behind Xiao Yuzhen. Xiao Yuzhen was completely unprepared, and the sword was fast and sudden.

Wuzhan knew who the attacker was. The sword had pierced his heart. Wuzhan rushed to Xiao Yuzhen, held her and shouted, "Holy Mother, hold on!" He tried to seal the acupoints to stop the blood from flowing out, but the sword had already pierced his heart, how could he stop it?

Xiao Yuzhen's face was pale, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she trembled as she said, "It's useless. He will die sooner or later. Tell him what he said."

"The senior said that the thing he regretted most was that he underestimated the Virgin Mary and missed her. He would not have met her and changed his life. If he had taken the Virgin Mary with him to travel around the world and do bad things, he would have lived a happy life."

Xiao Yuzhen spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled slightly, "You little brat, this is what you said. How could he say such a thing? However, I will just treat it as what he said. I like to hear it. What else did he say?"

"The senior also said that you two are really alike, both crazy about love, and are a natural match. It's just that he drinks too much and is always a confused person."

Xiao Yuzhen smiled like a three-year-old child, and said intermittently: "The more you talk, the less like you are. Keep going..."

"My senior said that as long as you think about that person before you go to sleep, you will meet him in your dream..."

Before Wuzhan could finish his words, Xiao Yuzhen left happily.

(End of this chapter)