We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 483 You Tushan people are truly courteous!

The man in black quietly concealed his aura and silently stepped into the courtyard.

The door was gently pushed open, and the night flowed in like a tide through the crack, plunging the room into darkness.

His gaze locked onto the sleeping figure on the bed, and he approached steadily, step by step.

Raising his longsword, the man in black suddenly exerted his strength and stabbed it fiercely towards Xiao Mo's heart!
The sword tip pierced Xiao Mo's flesh effortlessly, the sensation of it breaking through his body was clearly felt, and blood splattered out.

He twisted his wrist, and the sword swirled violently in the wound, while simultaneously channeling spiritual energy into it.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Xiao Mo's body on the bed suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Just like that... he died?"

A hint of doubt flashed through the man in black's mind.

The other party died too easily, and this deal was completed too quickly, so quickly that he vaguely felt something was wrong.

But he couldn't sense any life in the room; the surroundings were as quiet as ever.

However, just as he sheathed his sword and prepared to turn and leave...

The man who had been lying on the bed just moments before reappeared in front of him.

"Logically speaking, I have not made any enemies, so why do you want to kill me?"

Xiao Mo looked at him calmly, without a trace of anger in his tone, as if he were simply asking a very ordinary question and wanting an answer.

The man in black did not respond. He suddenly stomped his foot, and the sword blade thrust out again, aiming straight for Xiao Mo's throat.

Xiao Mo raised his hand and made a hand seal.

In an instant, bamboo leaves fluttered up in the courtyard, gathered in front of him, and formed a verdant barrier that steadily blocked the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, bamboo leaves swirled and flowed upwards along the sword, gradually covering the entire longsword and even spreading up towards the black-clad man's arm.

The man in black felt a chill run down his spine. He flicked his wrist, unleashing a burst of spiritual energy that shattered all the bamboo leaves.

But in that split second, the bamboo leaves that had been shaken off suddenly transformed into long, green snakes, raising their heads and flicking their tongues as they lunged at him.

The man in black broke through the window and escaped.

But behind him, the bamboo leaves gathered again, transforming into several emerald green chains that snaked and chased after him as if they were alive, intending to bind him tightly.

At the same time, sharp wind blades swept in from all directions, whistling and slashing towards him.

Above the night sky, the leisurely drifting white clouds suddenly froze, then transformed into one after another snow-white longswords, hanging in the sky, before piercing down and fiercely stabbing towards the man in black.

"What kind of magic is this?"

The man in black frowned, his heart filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

He had killed countless people, but he had never seen such methods before. It was as if everything in the world was at his disposal. Every blade of grass, every tree, every breeze, and even the drifting clouds in the sky could be turned into a killing weapon!
"roll!"

The man in black shouted in a deep voice, and his sword energy vibrated, shattering all the approaching wind blades.

He knew in his heart that he could not test this person any further; this man was unfathomable, and he had to go all out.

The man in black immediately activated his sword technique, splitting his longsword in two, then into four. In an instant, countless sword shadows condensed and took shape in front of him, transforming into rings of menacing sword wheels, layer upon layer, their cold light chilling.

"die!"

He pointed his longsword forward, and more than a thousand sword shadows responded and transformed into four mighty sword rivers, sweeping towards Xiao Mo simultaneously from the four directions of east, west, south, and north.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Xiao Mo remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

He took a step forward, and the bamboo leaves beneath his feet swayed as he pleased.

In an instant, the bamboo leaves also transformed into four emerald green sword rivers, rushing straight up to meet the opponent's four sword rivers.

Two sword rivers collided in mid-air, bamboo leaves fluttered, and sword shadows intertwined.

The four sword rivers formed from sword energy gradually dimmed and disintegrated under the constant erosion of the bamboo leaves.

However, Zhu Yejianhe's momentum remained undiminished, and he charged straight at the man in black with a fierce killing intent.

Countless bamboo leaves transformed into longswords that pierced through the black-clad man's body. He groaned and fell from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground.

Xiao Mo stepped forward slowly, casually broke off a bamboo branch, and pointed it at his throat: "I'll ask you one more time, why did you kill me? Or who wanted to kill me? Explain yourself, and I might spare your life."

"Hehehe..."

The man in black let out a low, cold laugh, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, he spat out a beam of cold light.

Xiao Mo was caught off guard, and a miniature flying sword pierced through his brow in an instant.

Xiao Mo's gaze suddenly became unfocused, his pupils gradually lost focus, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

The man in black stared at the figure lying on the ground, panting heavily, a smile playing on his lips. However, just when he thought he had finally succeeded, Xiao Mo's figure on the ground gradually became transparent, eventually turning into nothingness and dissipating into the night.

"Things shouldn't happen more than three times. I'm giving you one last chance. Why did you kill me?"

That familiar voice slowly came from behind the man in black.

The man in black shuddered and turned around abruptly.

Xiao Mo stood there unharmed, his expression still calm, as if nothing had happened.

"How is this possible..."

The man in black stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, his voice filled with disbelief.

Twice now!
He has already killed him twice!

But the other person appeared before him again and again, perfectly intact.

Knowing that the situation was hopeless, he made a quick decision to evacuate first, hoping to save his life and then make further plans.

However, just as he was about to back away, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook violently, and the soil surged up.

In an instant, the soil enveloped him, and apart from his head, he was unable to move any of his limbs.

"Since you refuse to tell me, then I have no other choice."

Xiao Mo slowly walked forward, raised his hand, and gently touched the black-clad man's forehead with his fingertips, beginning the soul search.

He didn't want to use the soul-searching technique.

Because the soul of such an assassin is definitely under a restriction, if you accidentally trigger the restriction, it may cause the opponent to be completely destroyed, thus breaking the clues.

As expected, Xiao Mo sensed something amiss the moment his divine sense entered.

Indeed, a tight soul restriction was placed deep within this person's mind.

Xiao Mo focused his mind and calmed his spirit, a faint light flashing at his fingertips, and began to try to break the restriction.

Time ticked by, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on Xiao Mo's forehead.

However, just as he was halfway through breaking the seal—

Xiao Mo's mind suddenly tightened.

The soul restriction in the opponent's mind suddenly changed in that instant!

"not good!"

In reality, Xiao Mo suddenly opened his eyes, took a quick step back, and instantly created distance between himself and the man in black.

The big battle we just witnessed was all fake.

The moment the man in black entered the room, he was actually caught in Xiao Mo's illusion.

Just as Xiao Mo created some distance, the man in black, still trapped in Xiao Mo's illusion, let out a shrill scream.

Immediately afterwards, his entire body spontaneously combusted without warning, flames rose, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a handful of ashes, which scattered with the wind.

Xiao Mo stared intently at the pile of ashes, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.

"The Upper Three Realms?"

Xiao Mo muttered to himself.

Only cultivators who are proficient in the Dao of the Divine Soul and are in the upper three realms can set up such a transformative restriction.

"Could it be... that Chen Jue wants to kill me?"

A thought flashed through Xiao Mo's mind as he guessed.

However, he quickly rejected this idea.

His conflict with Chen Jue dates back several years.

If he really wanted to take action, he should have done so long ago. Why wait until today?

Not to mention that the other party wouldn't dare to kill anyone inside Hanshan Academy.

But if it wasn't Chen Jue, then who could it be?
at the same time.

In a courtyard on the main peak of Hanshan Academy.

Cun Caiguang, the dean of Hanshan Academy, looked at the envoy before him and couldn't help but sigh:

"He even came to say hello before committing murder."

"You Tushan people are truly courteous!"

(End of this chapter)