Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Protecting Beauty

Chapter 88 Your path is wrong
The way of killing is a road, but this road is not easy to walk!
Ye Mo didn't know how he called out this way of killing, as if the name suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Oh? The Way of Slaughter? That's right. In this lifetime, this old man has killed 860 people. That's quite a lot. It can be regarded as the Way of Slaughter."

The old man nodded his head and said, it seems that the 860 people who were beheaded had nothing to do with him, it seemed very plain.

But Ye Mo's heart twitched, his brows frowned slightly, and he glanced at the old man, because after the way of killing appeared in his mind, some knowledge appeared.

And this knowledge is the knowledge of the way of killing. What caught his attention the most is that once the way of killing is successfully practiced, he can challenge it by leapfrogging.

Ye Mo knew that this knowledge must be the knowledge left by Emperor Ye, but it was very little, as if Emperor Ye did not know much about the way of killing.

Even so, Ye Di still knows more about the way of killing than this old man. Even Ye Mo's understanding of the way of killing at this moment, with the help of Ye Di's knowledge, saw a faint killing wave floating above the old man's head. Qi.

This light killing air, long and long, like a sharp sword, made Ye Mo feel slightly surprised.

Obviously, this old man has already reached a small level of success in the way of killing. Once he condenses the sword of killing, even if Ye Mo reaches Tianjie, he may not be the old man's opponent.

"It seems that the old man's understanding of the way of killing is already very profound, but your way——is wrong!"

Ye Mo suddenly said such a sentence, especially the smile on Ye Mo's face, which made the old man feel suspicious.

But in a flash, the old man seemed to think of something, and laughed at Ye Mo: "Boy, you really have a lot of tricks, do you think you can make this old man's Dao heart disorder with just one word of yours?"

Although the old man said so, he still had some doubts in his heart. After all, only the old man knew the way of killing, so the old man's words fell to the ground, and he finally made the first move.

Chi chi!
A series of sharp piercing sounds cut through the void and went straight to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo frowned, and saw his right hand flying.

shhhhhh!
Ding!
Ding Ding Ding!
The soft sword in Ye Mo's hand was danced out of the sword screen by Ye Mo, and a flying knife was blocked under Ye Mo's sword screen.

"The technique is so fast, boy, I underestimated you!"

When the old man's words fell to the ground, the chirping sound piercing the air roared even more, and palm-sized throwing knives filled the sky and earth, sealing Ye Mo inside.

Not only that, this time the throwing knife thrown by the old man is like a willow leaf, constantly flying up and down, and there is a sense of killing in it.

Although the Dao Rhyme of this killing was very weak, it greatly increased the power of the flying knife. The surrounding ground and buildings were hit by the breath of the flying knife, and scars appeared one after another inch by inch.

Ye Mo, who was in the flying knife, showed a dignified look on his face. The old man in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person. He can integrate his way into the attack. How many people can he have in the world.

"Good come!"

Ye Mo let out a low growl, and the Nine Suns Divine Art exploded, a wave of air rippling directly from Ye Mo's body, unexpectedly blocked the flying knife for a moment.

At this very moment, the soft sword in Ye Mo's hand shot down all the flying knives that were shot in front of him.

"what?"

The old man wondered, how powerful his attack was this time, the old man knew in his heart that not to mention Ye Mo in front of him, even some grand masters in China would not be able to take it.

But the Ye Mo in front of him, who couldn't take his attack, took it easily, and even the power released by this Ye Mo before made the old man feel shocked.

Because the old man discovered that this power is much deeper than the power contained in him, and this is what surprised the old man.

The old man has [-]% confidence in the way of killing. He believes that although his level is low, he understands more than anyone else in terms of the way.

The way of killing is boundless, which is also the reason why the old man wants to become a killer, to enter the way by killing, to achieve the supreme way, and to achieve the position of earth immortal.

But seeing Ye Mo's way, the old man's heart trembled a little, reminding the old man of Ye Mo's words: Your way is wrong!
"Old man, your way is wrong!"

Ye Mo shouted again, the same words, but this time it shocked the old man greatly.

The old man's body trembled and his chest heaved.

puff!
A mouthful of bright red blood spewed out from the old man's mouth. At this moment, the old man's way was finally shaken.

"Impossible, impossible, my way is right, my way is right!"

Losing one's mind is a painful blow to a cultivator, especially the old man, who is even more serious for a person with a firm heart!

"Your way is wrong. The way of killing is indeed to enter the way by killing, but it is not to enter the way by killing. The way of killing is a great way. How can you enter the way by killing innocent people indiscriminately.

To kill those who can be killed, to destroy things that can be destroyed, this is the way, this is the way of killing, so, old man, your way is wrong! "

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

The old man lost his mind and muttered in his mouth, but to Ye Mo's horror, the killing sword above the old man's head began to become solid and dazzling.

It seems that this faint killing aura is turning towards the killing sword!

Ye Mo was shocked in his heart, and the soft sword in his hand came out in an instant, and went straight to the old man's eyebrows!

scold!
puff!
The soft sword was like a solid sharp weapon, directly piercing through the void, and pierced into the old man's forehead whistling.

It was precisely at this moment that the killing aura above the old man's head finally formed an illusory killing sword.

At this moment, the old man's way of killing has brought order out of chaos and achieved the Supreme Dao. Although this Dao is only a small success, it is respectful.

It's a pity that the old man has achieved the real way of killing, but he has no blessings to enjoy. Ye Mo's soft sword pierced the old man's forehead, causing the old man's just condensed killing sword to collapse.

"Huh, it's okay, I shot in time, otherwise, the person who died would be me."

Ye Mo let out a long breath, and felt very shocked in his heart. If the old man's way of killing has been achieved in a short breath or two at night, his own attack will not be effective.

The person who died like that was himself!
"This is the way of killing, the real way of killing. It's a pity, it's a pity, the old man realized it too late!"

(End of this chapter)