plumnovel Chapter 75 The Death of the Man in Black Robe
Chapter 75 The Death of the Man in Black Robe
【Frosty Swift Edge】 and 【Crimson Lotus Devourer】.
One ice, one fire; one swift, one strong.
The fiery red and deep blue magic clashed fiercely in the air.
The two supernatural abilities that allowed them to escape were combined into one technique, the "Mysterious Frost Devouring Flame Technique" and the "Crimson Fiend Melting Lotus Scripture," which were originally of equal strength and power.
In the hands of different people, it all comes down to their combat experience and personal background.
Zheng Zhizhuo's combat experience was naturally superior, but he became anxious looking at the black-robed deacon.
How could Mu Shan be no match for the black-robed deacon?
Why couldn't he hold on a little longer and wait until he dealt with Bai Tianxiong before unleashing his ultimate move?
Why must we fight the black-robed deacon to the death right now?
Zheng Zhizhuo was anxious, and Zheng Tianxuan was also anxious.
He was already struggling to cope with being surrounded by several late-stage Qi Refining experts from the Bai family, and now seeing his grandfather and Mu Shan from the Demonic Sect both at a disadvantage, his swordsmanship became even more chaotic.
"I have to run! I have to run! I can't die here!"
However, Bai Tianxiong was happy, as was the second branch of the Bai family.
They cried out in their hearts.
What the Zheng family grandfather and grandson revealed was not a flaw, but their impending doom.
Let's not even talk about Bai Tianxiong.
Here.
The swordplay of the Bai family's second branch was as meticulous as silk, just like the man himself, cunning and calculating. Seeing Zheng Tianxuan panic and reveal a flaw, how could they let him go?
He immediately plunged a sword into his heart and another into his liver and intestines.
He wielded a double-edged sword, as venomous as two poisonous snakes.
The snake bit his chest, and the snake bit his heart.
"No! Grandpa, save me!"
Zheng Tianxuan cried out in pain.
There was no point in trying to escape anymore, because the sword was faster and more ruthless than him.
He coughed up a mouthful of black blood; the second branch of the Bai family had actually poisoned the sword.
"Zheng Tianxuan, don't blame me. If I kill you today, it will become my achievement. This sword was originally intended for Bai Yuechan, who possesses the sword type, but in the end, it was used on your heart first."
The second branch of the Bai family smiled smugly, thinking that killing Zheng Tianxuan would surely bring a reward upon their return.
It's possible that even Lord Sun Yang, the black-robed steward, would praise him highly and give him a more important position in the market.
Who knows, he might also get a good pill and break through to the half-step Foundation Establishment stage.
The second branch of the Bai family dealt Zheng Tianxuan another blow.
"No, Tianxuan!"
Zheng Zhizhuo cried out in grief, his sword flashing erratically, and even his supernatural powers became unstable.
This grandson is good-for-nothing.
He repeatedly did bad things and repeatedly angered people.
But he is, after all, his own grandson.
It is an indispensable resource for one to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Now that Zheng Tianxuan is dead, his hopes of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage are dashed.
Zheng Zhizhuo was anxious, while Bai Tianxiong was delighted.
That grandson died a good death, that grandson died a wonderful death.
He had wanted Zheng Tianxuan dead for a long time, but since they hadn't broken off relations earlier, he couldn't take matters into his own hands.
Thinking of that old, immortal Zheng Zhizhuo.
To mock me, you even named your children and grandchildren with the same generational names as me. You deserve to have your whole family suffer a terrible fate and die a violent death.
Bai Tianxiong seized this opportunity.
Magical power poured out as if it were free.
His azure magic sword seemed to sense his intentions, with dragons and snakes dancing on it, transforming into an unparalleled blue blade.
"【Frosty Swift Edge】!"
This time, Bai Tianxiong shouted louder than ever before.
This time, he stabbed directly at Zheng Zhizhuo's neck.
"Old White Ghost, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"
Zheng Zhizhuo ultimately couldn't withstand the attack; his weaknesses were too great, leaving him no chance to escape.
He knew perfectly well that he should use his supernatural powers to block the sword that pierced his chest and abdomen, but he was so distracted that he forgot to parry.
Before he could react, Bai Tianxiong had already ended his life.
Zheng Zhizhuo's pupils widened in disbelief; he was unwilling to accept this.
For so many years, Bai Tianxiong had been forced to stay home, and it was clear that Bai Tianxiong was no match for him in magical combat.
And now he has died at the hands of this man.
His own cultivation level will also become his resources.
Zheng Zhizhuo was panting heavily; more people went out than went in.
"Old Zheng, we've been fighting all our lives, but in the end, I've won."
Bai Tianxiong felt both emotional and regretful. In the past, he would never have dared to imagine that he could kill Zheng Zhizhuo with his own hands.
He was quite far away and wasn't in a hurry.
Instead, he continuously unleashed his magic power and shot out sword light, intending to completely kill Zheng Zhizhuo.
Zheng Zhizhuo was struck by another sword aura, and his already meager strength was about to run out. He was furious, furious that Bai Tianxiong was so insidious as to not even give him a chance to perish together with Bai Tianxiong.
He had clearly prepared his final supernatural power, just waiting for Bai Tianxiong to get close.
Zheng Zhizhuo almost resigned himself to his fate. He looked up at the sky in despair, awaiting his death.
However, when he saw the battle between the black-robed deacon and Mu Shan in the distance, his pupils widened, and he couldn't close his eyes no matter what:
"I... I'm not reconciled..."
"If I had known I could win, why did I let my mind get so flustered!"
"Tianxuan... I'm not reconciled!"
Zheng Zhizhuo fell to the ground.
Bai Tianxiong wasn't much better off. He felt no joy at all; his eyes were filled with panic as he grabbed Zheng Zhizhuo's corpse and tried to flee towards the foot of Dongyang Mountain, away from the market.
The black-robed deacon is dead!
The arrogant black-robed butler is dead!
Mu Shan's cold eyes turned in his direction, revealing an undisguised killing intent.
Let's go back a few moments.
The unparalleled sword blade was unleashed by the black-robed deacon.
【Aoki Sword】!
This supernatural power could cut through iron like mud and slice through gold like paper, yet at this moment, it was merely to temporarily block Mu Shan's supernatural power.
But in the end, he was still disappointed.
The dark, emotionless demonic sword intent was as deep and boundless as the ocean. The black-robed deacon intended to unleash a sword strike and then quickly flee.
He didn't even dare to hope for the Heart Demon Pill that he could obtain by killing Mu Shan.
He only wanted to hold the other party off for a moment so he could escape.
Only by standing opposite Mu Shan can one feel the intense pressure emanating from this junior.
Things are very different now; it's no longer the time when he and the Cui family forced Mu Shan to flee to the Demonic Sect.
This young man seemed to be perfectly suited to the "Seven Desires and Delusions Sutra." In a daze, the black-robed deacon even felt that he was not facing some inexperienced junior, but some heartless and ruthless demon.
Upon returning this time, we must quickly discuss countermeasures with the Cui family and persuade a Foundation Establishment cultivator to completely eliminate this junior.
Thoughts flashed through the black-robed deacon's mind. He was afraid, truly afraid of the potential that Mu Shan possessed.
However, the next moment, the dark sword intent, as deep as the ocean, swiftly severed his head.
"That headless person looks so familiar..."
The black-robed deacon felt his thoughts slow down considerably until his eyes saw clearly, at which point he realized that the headless person lying on the ground was actually his own corpse.
"Useless thing."
Mu Shan sheathed his magic sword, his magical power trembling. After removing the bloodstains, he put the black-robed deacon's corpse into his storage bag.
He then frowned and looked in the direction of the deceased Zheng family grandfather and grandson.
Upon seeing this, the Bai family members felt as if they had lost their parents.
Upon seeing this, Bai Tianxiong grabbed Zheng Zhizhuo's body and ran away.