Xue Shaohong stepped out of the sword step, and the speed was so fast that it made several people smack their tongues. They lost their figure in the blink of an eye. This was definitely not the speed that the Shengxuan Realm could have.

After some effort, Xue Shaohong caught up with the old man in yellow robe.

He could sense Xue Shaohong and stopped. The most important thing was that Xue Shaohong's aura was only at the ninth level of the Shengxuan Realm. With such strength, he dared to chase him, which was simply seeking death.

"Battleman, are you here to die?"

Seeing Xue Shaohong, the old man in yellow robe said with a gloomy face, and his tone could not hide his murderous intent.

Xue Shaohong said: "Just relying on your mere second level of the Death Xuan Realm, I want to threaten me? With your strength, I have killed a few of you ten months ago."

The old man in yellow robe narrowed his eyes and said, "So, are you here to kill me?"

Xue Shaohong nodded: "Of course you should die when you are waiting for the Demon Sect."

"Very good. If I don't look for you, you dare to come to me. Then use your blood to help me recover."

Xue Shaohong said: "It just so happens that I don't have time to waste here with you."

A hundred feet in a radius, no one was in smoke.

Xue Shaohong's star body opened, and his momentum suddenly increased to the ranks of the Death Mystery Realm.

Instead of pulling out the blade on his back, he appeared in his hand.

Seeing the sword blade in Xue Shaohong's hand, the old man in yellow robe suddenly felt a sudden panic in his heart, as if he was about to die.

If Xue Shaohong knew his thoughts, he would praise him and feel it was really accurate.

"You are lucky to see my new moves."

Xue Shaohong said, the mysterious power surged, and he waved the sword blade. In front of him, ten drops of sea water surged, and the power of heaven and earth surged, and the momentum was emitting.

This is the ultimate move that Xue Shaohong learned from the "Sea Water Hiding". With the blessing of Xue Shaohong's sixth-level sword intent, it was even more turbulent.

“Sea water hides!”

Xue Shaohong swung his sword, and hundreds of sword lights scattered towards the old man in yellow robe.

"not good!"

The old man in the yellow robe was shocked. At this moment, he really felt it and felt the energy contained in this sword. He said that he was injured in the second level of the Xuan Realm of Death, and he might be at the fourth level of the Xuan Realm of Death, and under this move, he might be hurt.

Then the momentum surged, and the shocking thunder sounded, and the old man in the yellow robe was killed without resistance, with a radius of dozens of feet, in a mess.

A master at the second level of the Death Mystery Realm is not inferior to the power of Xue Shaohong's sword.

Puff~!

The old man in yellow robe squirted out a mouthful of dirty blood.

He was seriously injured and dying, but he couldn't even escape.

Xue Shaohong took back the sword blade and said, "The second level of the Death Xuan Realm, I am really disappointed with such strength."

"Ahem~!"

The old man in yellow robe coughed a few times, calmed down and asked, "Who are you... you...?"

Xue Shaohong stroked his left arm and said, "How to say it? This is a set of prosthetic arms, you should be able to guess it."

Sure enough, when he heard this, the old man in yellow robe opened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "You are... you are the Legend of Jiankui Bai?"

Xue Shaohong's deeds spread. Although he came to the Southern Wilderness for a short time, he heard a lot.

Xue Shaohong said: "Yes, I am the Legend of Jiankui Bai, but I'm very curious. Don't you know this is the Southern Wilderness? This is the forbidden area of ​​your evil demons. Aren't your master afraid that you will be captured? Or you are just an insignificant chess piece, as bright as an ant."

The old man in yellow robe did not answer, but just begged for mercy weakly and said, "Bai...Bai Legend, please, let me go, I don't want to die, I..."

At this moment, his face was even pale, gloomy and ugly.

Xue Shaohong shook his head slightly and said, "Ask you a question!"

The old man in yellow robe said, "Can you let me go after answering?"

Xue Shaohong said: "You are not qualified to bargain. Ask you questions, just help you recall memories. If you don't want to answer, you can choose to die immediately!"

These words scared the old man in the yellow robe trembled. A cold light shot out from Xue Shaohong's deep eyes, and he said, "I answer, I answer, Jiankui, may I ask."

Xue Shaohong said lightly: "How many people have you killed?"

The old man in yellow robe looked even more pale.

How many people have he killed?

He hasn't counted whether it was hundreds or thousands. He forgot, and he will not remember it. It's just a dead person, and of course he will not remember it.

The crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he asked tremblingly: "I don't know what Jiankui's move is intended?"

Xue Shaohong showed a faint smile, either mocking, or sneering, or a smile, and said, "What do you mean? Don't you know in your heart?"

"You have a strong blood evil spirit, a strong evil spirit, and a full of resentment. This should be caused by practicing the evil spirit of the Demon Sect. There is only one path to practicing the evil spirit, that is, practicing with the essence of all things."

"All things are nothing more than spiritual trees, flowers and plants, spiritual beasts, and the strengths of all spirits - the human race."

"The trees, flowers and plants are borne by the source of life. The more they absorb, the more they will be vibrant; and the essence of all animals is to strengthen the body and fill the blood. The more they absorb, the more they cry, the blood is full, the stronger and stronger, and the more they are powerful; only people have infinite wisdom, and their essence is the most complex, and the more they absorb, regardless of appearance, temperament, breath and body, and the evil energy will be affected!"

"And you have absorbed human essence and practiced, so you are so ugly and dirty. Asking this question is to ask you to recall memories, did you think about today when you killed someone in the past?"

Xue Shaohong's words entered his heart, trembling his mind, and dispelled the haze hidden in his heart. The scenes once surged into his heart. They were miserable scenes, the screams of the cultivator who was being harmed in his hands.

It seemed as if in a moment, he saw phantoms of resentment floating towards him, sweating profusely, and his body and mind were shocked.

"No...No...Jiankui, please, please let me go, let me go."

Xue Shaohong said lightly in his heart: "Children are very useful!"

Just now, he used his soul power to vaguely gain the soul, which made the man in yellow robe fall into an illusion.

Xue Shaohong said: "Let you go, how did you let Bai go? Do you ask yourself how you practice?"

"Bai still knows some of the magic skills of the Demon Sect. There should be three types of cultivation: First, killing thousands of people, creating countless murderous evil spirits, condense murderous aura, killing momentum, killing intent, and comprehend the true meaning of killing, becoming the demon in the killing; second, killing, cold-blooded killing, using thousands of essence, death energy, resentment energy, blood energy to cultivate demon treasures, puppets, etc.; third, using human blood to practice, either to train body, or food... absorb the essence and energy to practice."

"Ask yourself, what kind of type it is, should you die?"

Xue Shaohong said in the end, his voice was cold and his murderous intention was revealed. How could he turn over such an unforgivable evil way in front of him? He must act on behalf of heaven and kill this evil demon.

With his fingers standing side by side, Xue Shaohong said coldly: "Don't say the last words, Xue is not afraid, he will atone for the sins you have committed."

"Snow?"

Xue Shaohong said: "Before you die, I will tell you a secret. Bai Jianxuan is just my anonymous. My name is Xue Shaohong, my courtesy name is Qilin, and I come from Taixuan Sword Sect."

The old man with yellow robe opened his eyes wide. This was his last look in the world. Xue Shaohong's sword light slashed, cutting off his head, cutting off his vitality, and cutting off his soul.

Without pity, Xue Shaohong put away the storage space and left in the air.
Chapter completed!