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“Whoosh—”
Wei Yan flew past.
In the distant horizon, the silhouette of a ruined city is crumbling, with a ray of dawn behind it.
The light in the sky was just a ray, but soon it turned into a large patch of rosy clouds, illuminating the entire world.
A blurry figure walked out from the rosy glow.
Wei Yan was stunned at first, then took a breath.
That is... a wisp of the Martial Saint's spirit!
Wait, where is Li Hongling?
After a night of fighting, Wei Yan, who had not dared to release his spiritual sense due to the battle between the saints, realized that the arrogant and domineering Li Hongling... had never shown up!
Even if she was no match for Huo Hengxuan, she should have escaped from the range of the battle between the two saints.
Wei Yan's heart sank. If anything could alarm the Martial Saint...
I'm afraid something happened to the Martial Saint's disciple.
Could it be that someone took the opportunity to kill Li Hongling?
Are you trying to live?
Wei Yan quickly sped up and landed where the soul was.
The Martial Saint's spirit stood among the ruins, silently lowering his head as he looked at the unrecognizable corpse of Li Hongling in front of him.
Wei Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath and stepped forward carefully, clasping his fists.
"Master Martial Saint..."
The Martial Saint waved his hand, and the dust in the wind fluttered, forming a scene from the past.
Wei Yan took a closer look and found that the young man who killed Li Hongling looked extremely familiar!
How can it not look familiar?
He had just met this man and was fooled by him.
The young man who crushed Li Hongling's head with one foot, with a gaze like lightning and an aura like a landslide, was naturally Chen Kuang.
It turns out that he not only killed Wei Su, but also killed Li Hongling!
Wei Yan was terrified.
Overnight, the person who killed the clan leader's son Wei Su and the martial saint's disciple Li Hongling in succession was actually the same person!
He thought silently that his cultivation level compared to Li Hongling was like the bright moon and the glowing firefly.
Or should I take back my previous thoughts...
I'm not the only one who wants to kill him, so why take the risk? I might as well calm down for a while.
Wei Yan turned his gaze to the Martial Saint's spirit.
The person who wants to kill the most is probably this one.
Martial Saint Mu Zhao sighed softly, and seemed to have aged a bit.
After a long silence, he said in a deep voice, "Who is this person? He was so cruel that he didn't even leave a trace of Ling'er's soul."
Wei Yan was a little embarrassed: "Um...I don't know."
"However, I have just met this person before. He is currently under the protection of the great demon of the Dead River... If the Martial Saint takes action, he will surely be able to capture him."
"My true self is still in seclusion on the ancient battlefield to cultivate my fighting spirit. It will take some time to break through."
Mu Zhao waved his hand violently, dispersing the dust, and said coldly:
"If you practice cultivation without cultivating your nature, it will become an evil practice!"
"I have issued an order to the Martial Saint Pavilion. From now on, this person is the enemy of the Martial Saint Pavilion. Anyone who practices the righteous path in the world can kill him. A reward is issued. On sight—"
"Kill without mercy!"
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