"You dare to speak so arrogantly even when you're about to die! Your life is over!"
With a roar, Zhou Ershao leaped high into the air, and the Demon Crying Blade in his hand emitted an even stronger ghostly wail.
"Aww!"
The powerful sound waves distorted even the void itself.
"Kid, now you know how powerful it is! The cry of the Demon's Cry Blade is so loud that even a Royal Realm expert can't withstand it. Right now, you probably can't even move a finger!"
On Tuesday, Shao jumped to the highest point, gripped the sword with both hands, and his spiritual energy surged wildly into the Demon Crying Blade.
"Now I'll show you the strongest move of the Demon's Cry Blade!"
He raised his hands high, then brought the sword down with a single stroke.
"Nine Heavens Ghost Howl Slashes Away Thunder!"
Click click click!
Everyone felt as if a green lightning bolt had struck down from the sky.
It was as if even the earth itself was about to be cleaved in two by such terrifying blade light.
The wailing of ghosts, the deadly poison, the sharpness of blades.
The three are combined into one.
Tuesday, Shao was overconfident; even a Human Emperor would perish under this one strike.
The blade flashed like lightning, arriving above Tang Xuan's head in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xuan seemed to be terrified and didn't move at all.
Zhou Tianba's eyes flashed.
"Very well, you're doomed!"
Ding Qianyue's heart, which had just settled down, was raised again.
One might be able to resist the primordial spirit smoke with the help of treasures.
However, the blade's edge is a real, tangible presence.
Even a slight deficiency in cultivation level is unacceptable.
Will Tang Xuan survive?
In everyone's mind, a death sentence had already been handed down.
At that very moment!
A loud slap rang out.
Snap!
The dark figure flew backward at an extremely fast speed and crashed into the Zhou family's courtyard wall.
boom!
A huge figure appeared on the wall of the Zhou family compound.
At the same time, smoke and dust rose everywhere.
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
The one who was knocked away was not Tang Xuan, but Zhou Ershao.
No one even saw how the second young master was knocked away.
So fast it takes less than the blink of an eye.
The terrifying Demon Cry Blade then fell into Tang Xuan's hands.
Dead silence!
silence!
Everyone stared at Tang Xuan in shock, completely unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.
How did Zhou Ershao lose?
Zhou Tianba's smug smile vanished completely.
His lips were trembling, and his body was convulsing.
"Second...Second Young Master..."
Splash!
The rubble crumbled, the courtyard wall collapsed with a roar, and Zhou Ershao was buried alive.
Zhou Tianba shuddered.
"Help...Quickly, save them!"
The Zhou family warriors rushed over in a panic and dug out the young master Zhou who had been buried alive.
Upon closer inspection, I gasped in shock.
All that could be seen was that Zhou Ershao's mouth was full of blood, and his chest was also covered in blood.
When I first put it in my hand, it felt soft and yielding, with absolutely no resistance.
All the bones in his body were shattered.
Tuesday, I'm not dead, but I'm even more heartbroken than if I were.
It was even worse than Wednesday.
After all, Zhou San Shao only lost his legs, while Zhou Er Shao lost his entire body.
"Medicines, bring the best medicines, quick..."
Zhou Tianba screamed.
His voice had become extremely shrill, no longer possessing its former composure and confidence.
His eyes were filled with panic.
The Zhou family warriors brought the pills, and Zhou Tianba, holding the Second Young Master, poured them all down his throat, regardless of their effects.
A moment later, Zhou Ershao slowly woke up.
"Ouch...it hurts so much!"
He tried to get up, but he lost all feeling below his neck and immediately started screaming.
"My hands, my feet, why can't I feel anything? I...I'm useless..."
Stop screaming hysterically on Tuesday.
"No, I don't want to become a useless person. I still have a bright future ahead of me, and there are still so many things I haven't done. No...no..."
A sharp cry echoed through the void.
A martial artist can accept death and torture, but he absolutely cannot accept being crippled.
If it's ruined, it means that everything you've worked so hard to achieve has vanished into thin air.
On Tuesday, Shao Dao's heart broke down.
The sect doesn't keep useless people; if he's useless, it's equivalent to having no value to them.
He could not accept this result.
Absolutely not.
Amidst the most piercing wails, Zhou Ershao's body suddenly straightened, then slowly slumped down.
His eyes were wide open, but they were completely lifeless.
"Hiss, he's dead!"
Someone said something, and Zhou Tianba shuddered and let out a shrill scream.
"No...Second Young Master, no..."
He tilted his head back and spat out blood.
Of her three sons, one died and one was crippled.
The Zhou family, which was just about to take off, has lost at least half of its members.
That's how fate works; if you can't take off, the only outcome is destruction.
The fact that Zhou Shao was killed on Tuesday also signifies the end of the Zhou family's hegemony.
Zhou Tianba held the corpse of Zhou Ershao in his arms, staring at Tang Xuan with a fierce, scarlet gaze.
"You killed the Second Young Master! You actually killed the Second Young Master! You beast! What grudge did my Zhou family have against you? Did it have to come to this!"
Tang Xuan flicked his wrist, and the Demon Crying Blade shattered into countless fragments, which fell to the ground.
"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable!"
At that moment, a sinister voice rang out.
"What a fine saying, 'You reap what you sow.' Are you ready to die?"
As the voice spoke, another group of people emerged from the Zhou family.
The person in the lead was wearing a half-open white robe and was holding a beautiful maid with a flushed face in his arms.
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