Half of Zhao Si's body was cut open. He tilted his head to one side, his eyes full of fear.
At this moment, the right side of his body had been completely cut off, and countless spiritual powers surged out in an instant, trying to repair the wounds.
But the strong sword energy prevented his wounds from healing, and the pile of rotten flesh kept wandering between repair and destruction.
"How could this happen? How could it not be repaired..."
Zhao Si frantically forced out his spiritual power in an attempt to repair his damaged body.
After entering the realm of spirit transformation, the Nascent Soul can still live forever without dying. Compared with the realm of spirit transformation, the physical body of the spirit transformation expert is stronger, and they can recover more quickly from physical injuries.
Even if an arm is cut off, it can be repaired through infinite spiritual power.
But Su Li's sword energy was too domineering.
The domineering power of the God Transformation made it impossible for even the powerful gods to repair their physical bodies. The power of blue rules condensed on Zhao Si's body. He was still trying to repair the half of his body that was chopped off.
But he was too weak, and the sword energy was too terrifying.
The spiritual power in Zhao Si's body began to drain away, and his physical body was completely destroyed by Su Li's sword.
"Fourth brother!"
Zhao San, who was fighting Ouyang Xiu, saw the miserable condition of his brother, and suddenly the uncontrollable anger in his heart surged into the sky.
At this moment, Ouyang Xiu seized the opportunity.
"What bothers you about fighting me? Isn't this looking for death?"
Ouyang Xiu suppressed Zhao San with a sword. Zhao San fell from the sky like a meteor and fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.
Thunder and fire roared and poured into the deep pit.
Zhao San let out a painful cry. The situation at this moment was very unfavorable to the Zhao family.
The blood-evil energy that filled the sky has begun to dissipate. The blood-evil energy condensed by the Zhao family after killing so many people is gone!
Zhao Desheng was even more furious at this moment. He did not expect that the final situation would turn out like this.
"Su Li!"
With a roar, Zhao Desheng's figure suddenly landed next to Zhao Si from the altar.
Su Li stared at the young master of the Zhao family indifferently and couldn't help but become solemn.
Zhao Desheng no longer pretends, the power of rules flows in his body, and he has entered the realm of god transformation.
"What? You can't help but take action? I think you should not let these losers take action, so as not to lose the face of your Zhao family. You, the young master of the Zhao family, take action personally, which can cheer me up a little.
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Su Li mocked, his tone extremely cold.
"Young Master, save me, save me quickly."
Zhao Si howled in pain. Su Li actually had no way to kill him, even if he used the strongest sword.
The Sixth Sword had already helped Su Li kill an Avatar, but that person was the fifth eldest person in the Zhao family, and his cultivation level was still a little behind after all.
The Zhao Si that Su Li now faces is a terrifying existence who has been immersed in the realm of divine transformation for many years.
It is really difficult to kill such a person.
"Save? Save you? Zhao Si, you have seen me killing people, but you have never seen me saving people, right?"
Zhao Desheng turned around, his eyes full of anger.
In his opinion, Zhao Si is a waste, and he was defeated by Su Li.
He didn't care what method Zhao Si used, let alone how Zhao Si defeated Su Li, he only cared about one result.
What Zhao Desheng wants is just a result, a result in which Zhao Si kills Su Li!
It's a pity that Zhao Si can't give it.
Since you can’t give it, then it’s nothing but waste!
Zhao Desheng's heart was extremely gloomy, and he suddenly looked at half of Zhao Si's body.
The ferocious sword intent made it impossible to repair the wound. Zhao Desheng became even more angry when he saw this sword intent.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Desheng shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhao Si hard on the forehead.
An astonishing power emitted a red light. This red light roared out, and something vaguely weird seemed to be emerging. This red light swallowed up Zhao Si's entire body.
Not far away, in front of the stone pillar where Zhu Yuer and Yue Hongsheng were tied, the coffin began to tremble.
Just now, Su Li shattered the altar with a sword, and six of the ten divine weapons were knocked out. The remaining four were all taken back by Zhao Desheng.
It was already too late, the blood evil energy still had some time to condense.
Just in time, take this opportunity to kill Zhao Si and use his blood evil energy to fill the gap!
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, you are considered an uncle of our clan. We will help you take care of your family after your death. You are a waste anyway. Instead of suffering like this, you might as well make your last contribution."
Zhao Desheng smiled ferociously, with cold rays of light flashing in his eyes.
He is like a ferocious beast, without any kindness as a human being, and all that is left is endless killing intent.
The blood-red eyes showed that Zhao Desheng had absorbed all the blood evil energy from Zhao Si.
He seemed to have noticed the vibration of the coffin, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Zhao Desheng's speed was so fast that even Su Li didn't react.
"Su Su, go and stop him quickly, otherwise the evil energy will be released."
Miss Yaya quickly said to Su Li, that demonic energy was very manic, and if it was allowed to come out, it would probably cause disaster.
Even now, we still don’t know what kind of existence that demonic energy actually is and what kind of strength it has.
Yaya girl couldn't take action and was a little anxious at the moment.
"Zhao Desheng, you are really disgusting. You know clearly that this demonic energy will harm the Small Thousand Realm, but you are trying to release this evil thing."
"Are you really not afraid of the anger of the people and gods of the Small Thousand Worlds?"
Su Li looked at Zhao Desheng with a gloomy expression and said, this guy no longer hides, he already knows the purpose of their Zhao family.
The purpose of inviting Su Mingyuan to forge the divine weapons was to allow the demonic energy to differentiate into these divine weapons, and then use the divine weapons to seal and leverage the power within. Such arrogant ambitions are indeed a bit hateful.
"Hahaha, are both humans and gods angry? Only strength can shut everyone up."
"When our Zhao family becomes like the Cao family in Dongsheng Prefecture, who among you will dare to make everyone and God angry?"
Zhao Desheng roared and said, his eyes full of madness.
Soon, the blood evil spirit was directly crushed into a ball by him and suddenly thrown into the place where the coffin was.
"You all deserve to die!"
Zhao Desheng's eyes flashed red, he couldn't wait any longer.
The Zhao family's plan must be completed!
"Su Li, stop him quickly!"
Ouyang Xiu is still in the sky, and it's too late now.
Su Li had no time to react. He had just used the sixth sword, and the current consumption in his body was too great, so he could not stop Zhao Desheng at all.
The demonic energy is released and no one can stop it.