Wang Xun shook his head and walked towards Tang Yecheng, his palms surging with true energy. "Look into my eyes!"
Tang Yecheng subconsciously looked up and met Wang Xun's eyes. His consciousness suddenly darkened and his face gradually became dull.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Xun easily slapped Tang Yecheng's head with his right hand, as if he had already seen the watermelon breaking open.
At this moment, Wang Xun's face suddenly changed. He didn't bother to beat Tang Yecheng to death. He wanted to avoid him without saying a word, but he was still a step too late.
A silver light seemed to appear out of nowhere, passing through his right hand, and a bloody arm was instantly thrown high into the air.
Wang Xun screamed, holding the broken piece and retreating repeatedly, shouting: "Enemy attack!"
The Demon Knife's expression became stern, flames swirled around him, his sword energy surged, and he grasped the long sword in both hands and slashed towards the silver light.
Although this strike was made hastily, its power was no less than the previous move to kill Tang Yecheng, and it was extremely swift.
But the silver light flashed for a moment and then disappeared out of thin air.
What? !
Mo Dao's face changed drastically, and he immediately changed his tactics to a defensive stance, but his reaction speed was not even as fast as Wang Xun's, and this change was still too late.
The silver light easily penetrated the throat of the demon sword, and then pierced through the heart and dantian, and three streams of blood spurted out.
"Who... kills me..."
The Demon Sword glanced unwillingly at the empty surroundings, his eyes gradually dimmed, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his huge body fell down powerlessly, dying with regret.
He had relied on his sword skills to dominate his life, but he didn't expect that he would die so miserably today without even seeing the face of his enemy.
The changes in the field seem to take a long time, but in fact they only take a moment.
Tang Yecheng only felt his eyes go dark, and when he regained consciousness, the two people who were unable to leave the ground in front of him were one dead and one seriously injured.
What's going on?
He stared at the scene in a daze, and suddenly heard footsteps behind him. He couldn't help but look back, and when he saw the face of the person who came, his expression was even more shocked.
He recognized this person, he was the guardian of the Demon Palace. How could the people from the Demon Palace save him?
"Kuiyuan?"
Wang Xun recognized the man and said in disbelief, "You're still alive?!"
Kui Yuan helped Tang Yecheng up and looked at his former colleague. He felt a sense of emotion in his heart, but appeared indifferent on the surface. He said slowly: "If you don't want to end up like the Demon Knife, you'd better put down the thing in your left hand."
Wang Xun's pretended shock froze for a moment, his face struggled for a moment, and finally he loosened his clenched left hand.
With a light snap, a talisman fell to the ground.
With this sound, Wang Xun knew he wasn't going to die for the time being, so he simply relaxed and sat down lazily, hugging his broken arm. "As expected of a top-four guardian, you were able to fake your own death and escape. It seems the soul blood you gave the Palace Master was fake, right?"
As he spoke, his eyes flickered as he looked around, as if he was looking for something.
Keep the change, please.
Kui Yuan's tone remained calm, and his expression bore some resemblance to Xiang Sheng's usual demeanor. "The master won't show up. If you can reveal the Demon Palace's purpose in stealing the incense, you can live today."
Tang Yecheng stood beside Kui Yuan, his mind still in a mess, but he was certain that the guardian of the Demon Palace beside him had already betrayed him and was a friend, not an enemy.
After figuring this out, he also asked, "Wang Xun, Guardian, may I ask what your rank is in the Demon Palace?"
"fourth."
Wang Xun said angrily, "Kuiyuan Dharma Protector ran away, so I naturally took his place. But even if I'm the First Dharma Protector, I don't know what the Demon Palace wants these incense offerings for. Dharma Protectors sound nice in the Demon Palace, but they're actually just thugs with slightly higher status. If you want to know the truth, why not capture a Dharma King?"
Tang Yecheng frowned when he heard this. Wang Xun was a straightforward person and his life was in danger at this moment, so he would not lie.
But he was unwilling to accept the fact that he had finally captured a guardian of the Demon Palace but could not get any useful information.
Kui Yuan didn't seem surprised to hear Wang Xun say this. He nodded and then asked, "If that's the case, let me ask another question. Did the Demon Palace destroy the small sect in order to transport the Yin Stone?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Xun's expression, which had been nonchalant, changed immediately. He knew that his reaction could not be concealed, so he simply asked, "This matter is a plan made by the Demon Palace in the past six months. How did you know about it?
If you want to know where the Yin Stone was sent, then I still say, I don't know. Such a secret, let alone the Dharma King, is probably only known by the Palace Master."
This statement is tantamount to an indirect admission.
Tang Yecheng was shocked when he heard this, realizing that he seemed to have come into contact with an incredible truth.
Kui Yuan fell silent, as if listening to something. After a moment, he smiled faintly, "Wang Xun, if you go back empty-handed, you'll probably die. Are you interested in making a deal?"
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