The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 525 Believe it or not!

"One...half of it is in the treasure house of Yunwu Palace, and the other half...is a tribute to the Cultivation Alliance! Xiao Wanruo...is in the basement, and I didn't hurt him!" Yunwuzi knew that he was just a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, even if What's the use of trying harder?He believed that the person in front of him who slaughtered [-] high-level monks in just half a minute had countless ways to deal with him.

People... No, these two can no longer be called people, but demons!

Yun Wuzi gritted his teeth, he even felt that the two in front of him were more vicious and terrifying than the big devils in the Demon Cultivation Land!
"To those who respect me, I will give one for ten, otherwise, I will definitely die!" Zhao Wuji said coldly, and then he put his finger on the cover of Yunwuzi Tianling, and a short flying sword slipped from his cuff and passed through the cloud son's head.

This short flying sword can completely wipe out the soul of an immortal cultivator, lest he leave a remnant soul or the like.

After everything was settled, Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuji split up, Zhao Wuji went to rescue Xiao Wanruo, and Xiao Zhanzi went to the treasure house to get the treasure.

After all, they want to fight quickly. Although Xiao Zhanzi can block the entire Yunwu Palace, who knows if there will be any unexpected situation.

"You... you are finally here, I knew you would come!" After seeing Zhao Wou-ki, Xiao Wanruo cried excitedly.

"How could it be possible not to come? Do I look like someone who slapped the left cheek and wants to stretch the right cheek to him?" Zhao Wuji frowned unhappily, and released Xiao Wanruo from the shackles.

The moment Xiao Wanruo followed Zao Wou-ki out of the basement, she suddenly felt an extremely pungent smell of blood rushing towards her face, she couldn't help covering her nose, when she saw the blood all over the floor, and Yun Wuzi died tragically beside the basement, she His eyes widened in shock: "God, don't tell me you called in?"

"What if we don't call in? Do you want to reason with Yun Wuzi? Do you think it will make sense?" Zhao Wou-ki smiled lightly.

"Only you? What about the people in Yunwu Palace? I remember that they should have tens of thousands of disciples!" Xiao Wanruo looked back and forth, and all she saw was bloodstains, not to mention human figures, not even corpses.

(End of this chapter)