Three days later, at the front line.
“Puff——”
Wang Zide held the Apocalypse Sword in his hand and stabbed it ruthlessly into the eyeball of a monster. Immediately, juice splashed everywhere, spraying onto the countless corpses under his feet.
After getting rid of the monster, he struggled to draw out his sword, and then faced the monsters that were staring at him hungrily.
I saw that the peak master's robe on Wang Zide's body was already covered with dark red bloodstains, and there were also traces of being torn by monsters.
Wang Zide's right arm was already empty, allowing the wind to blow it away.
Looking at the monsters surrounding him, he looked at the Apocalypse Sword in his hand which already had a gap, and couldn't help feeling powerless.
At this moment, a middle-aged man riding on the head of a huge monster appeared.
He was wearing a black and red robe, his face full of evil and complacency.
"Wang Zide, twenty years ago, you came to my sect and cut off one of my arms."
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"Twenty years later, I also cut off one of your arms on the battlefield. I have endured this humiliation for twenty years."
"Today, I've let out my anger. I'm returning the pain of having my arm broken to you."
Wang Zide looked at the sinister man coldly. He knew that it would be impossible for him to escape today as he was surrounded by so many demon beasts in the God Transformation Stage.
A hint of despair appeared in his eyes, and then he turned his gaze to the Sword of Apocalypse in his hand, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
Then, Wang Zide laughed out loud for no reason. The sinister man riding on the monster's head saw Wang Zide's appearance and frowned and shouted:
"You dare to laugh when you are about to die! Wang Zide, are you crazy!?"
Wang Zide laughed for a long time, and at the same time, his originally hunched figure gradually straightened up.
He stood up, and the whisper gradually stopped. Then Wang Zide said loudly:
"My king has lived a happy life, killing thousands of monsters and tens of thousands of demon cultivators. He has survived to this day and has an impressive record."
"I have to admit my defeat at your hands today, but if you want to say that I died at your hands, I won't admit it."
"I have fought till today and never believed that I would die at the hands of anyone. If I were to die, there would only be two possibilities: one, fighting to the death, two, committing suicide."
"Remember, my king Zide did not die at your hands, but committed suicide!"
After saying that, he raised the Sword of Apocalypse and was about to stab it into his chest. Fortunately, at this moment, a hand tightly held his hand.
"I now understand why Zhao Feng chose to commit suicide. It turns out he learned it from you."
A soft voice sounded, and the sinister man turned his head and saw a man in a white robe who appeared in the encirclement.
The battlefield was filled with blood, flesh and blood were splattered everywhere, and there were countless blood and corpses everywhere.
But the white robe on the man in white was very white and clean, as if it was spotless.
This kind of dress is too inconsistent with this place, like a white spot in hell, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Wang Zide also looked at the person who grabbed his arm in surprise and found that it was Lin Yang.
Seeing Lin Yang appear on the battlefield, Wang Zide was dumbfounded, and then he stammered:
"Lin...Lin Yang!? Why are you here?!"
But he couldn't care less. Now the two of them were surrounded by several demon beasts in the God Transformation Stage. If they didn't run away, they would surely die.
Lin Yang patted Wang Zide on the shoulder and said, "Relax, don't be so nervous."
After saying that, he turned his gaze towards the sinister man on top of the monster and said with a smile:
"My friend, I don't want to kill you. Please make way for us and let us leave."
But the sinister man seemed to have heard a big joke, he laughed:
"I say, are all you Bloodthirsty Demon Sect members brainless?"
"Look at what's happening now? You're begging me for mercy, but you're still threatening me?"
But Lin Yang shook his head and denied it: "I'm not begging for mercy, I'm discussing it with you."
"But it seems that you don't agree with my decision."
The sinister man sneered and asked, "I don't like your decision. I have a decision too. Do you want to hear it?"
"Tell me about it."
The sinister man sneered and said slowly: "That means... you all must die!"
"Come on, everyone! Tear these two guys into pieces!"
Following the order from the sinister man, the demon beasts in the God Transformation Stage that surrounded the two of them rushed over with roars.
"Lin Yang! You go first! I'll help you stop them!"
Wang Zide knew that his hope of survival was extremely slim, so he chose to commit suicide just now.
But now that Lin Yang has appeared, in order to protect Lin Yang, he must give it a try.
But who knew that Lin Yang pushed it behind him.
"Master Wang Feng, you should take a rest."
"Next, just watch me."
After saying that, Lin Yang walked forward, holding a wooden sword in his hand, his expression calm.
Wang Zide was dumbfounded. He didn't understand why Lin Yang, who was only at the third level of Qi training, was so confident.
But just as he was about to continue dissuading her, a scene that stunned him appeared:
Lin Yang slowly raised the wooden sword, then swung it violently, and suddenly, the heaven and earth shook.
A huge sword energy appeared, which was powerful enough to tear apart everything in the world. The sword energy swept up countless overwhelming pressures and crushed towards the group of strange beasts in the God Transformation Stage.
"boom!!!"
A huge dividing line was split in the blood-red sky, and a crack was torn open on the earth.
After the group of demon beasts in the God Transformation Stage were cut off by the sword energy, they all stood there in a daze.
The world fell into silence, but as Lin Yang put down his raised hand, everything returned to normal.
“Puff——”
Those great demons in the God Transformation Stage that were as ferocious as ancient beasts were cut in half by this sword energy and turned into flesh and blood and fell to the ground.
It seemed as if blood was raining from the sky. Wang Zide felt the blood dripping on his forehead and was stunned.
The sinister man was also stunned.
He watched helplessly as the great demon in the Spiritual Transformation Stage that he had cultivated for decades was so easily killed by a single sword from the man in white robe.
How could he accept this?
The blood rain dripped onto Lin Yang's white robe, staining it with blood, gradually turning it blood red.
In just a few seconds, Lin Yang's white robe turned into an extremely bright red robe, filled with a pungent smell of blood.
Then, he looked at the sinister man, smiled faintly and said, "Now, can we discuss this?"
The sinister man came to his senses. Without any hesitation, he turned around and turned into a gust of black wind, fleeing the battlefield.
The blood rain gradually dissipated, and a river of blood formed on the ground, flowing under Wang Zide's feet.
Feeling the cold touch on the soles of his feet, Wang Zide came back to his senses and swallowed subconsciously.
Lin Yang turned around and said with a smile: "Master Wang, you can call me Master Lin now, right?"
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