Chapter 13 The Covenant of Life and Death, Advance!
"what do you want to say?"
Yun Mo, who was not far away, fell silent instantly after hearing this.
What happened a year ago has become a knot in Yun Mo's heart in this life, and he is confused about how to reach the top of martial arts.
"Haha! You must be very suspicious that the old black corpse demon will know your itinerary one day, right?"
Su Zixuan licked his blood-dried lips and sneered.
Seeing Yun Mo's reaction, Su Zixuan further confirmed his inner guess.
"I want to say that the old black corpse demon at that time was already a disciple of my Su family. How would you feel?"
Black corpse old devil?
"Isn't it the flower-picking thief Mr. Su was talking about just now?"
"The old demon you are talking about is Huangquan. This black corpse old demon is a member of a demonic cult."
"Huh? Since they are all members of a cult, why can they still become disciples of the Su family?"
"This...maybe the Su family sent people to subdue the old black corpse demon. In order to save his life, the black corpse old demon had to serve the Su family."
"I see."
The questions and answers of these two people fell into the ears of everyone, and immediately aroused a burst of approval from the crowd.
Seeing Su Zixuan's wanton attitude, Yun Mo put away the cold light sword and muttered: "If you tell the truth, I promise not to kill you."
By now, how could Yun Mo not see what Su Zixuan had in mind.
Hearing this, Su Zixuan's anxious heart finally relaxed. If he didn't want to survive, how could he reveal so much to Yun Mo.
"Hmph! The reason why that guy from Black Corpse knew about your itinerary at that time was because the elder of your Yun family revealed the information."
"And you also know the contact person who contacted me from the Su family at that time, no, I should say that you are very familiar with him."
Su Zixuan didn't say any more after saying this, but just looked at Yun Mo teasingly.
Yun Mo's lowered eyes trembled slightly, and his rising and falling chest declared that he was far from as calm as he seemed on the surface.
Very familiar?
Who else but Yun Python!
Yun Ao Old Gou deliberately revealed his itinerary to the Black Corpse Old Demon. He was in the early stage of the Spiritual Mortal Realm at that time, so how could he be an opponent in the late stage of the Spiritual Mortal Realm.
Unfortunately, what they didn't expect at the time was that they did not die in the hands of the old black corpse demon, but were seriously injured.
In this way, there was the reason for the Spirit Devouring Powder in his body later, and the reason for the loss of his cultivation.
Suppressing the anger rising in his heart, Yun Mo said in a deep voice: "So, your Su family is very much in favor of this idea."
"Haha! That's of course. If not, how could my father, Su Jianghe, be the commander-in-chief of the three armies? How could you, Yun Mo, fall from being the most talented person to being the loser?"
Su Zixuan couldn't help but laugh wildly. He wanted to see Yun Mo looking miserable.
Taking a deep breath, Yun Mo couldn't help but smile.
But when this smile fell in the eyes of all the warriors below the ring, everyone felt a chill running down their backs, and a chill arose spontaneously.
The truth is out!
Yun Mo glanced sideways and retreated towards the back of the ring under everyone's puzzled gazes.
"It seems that Yun Mo is still worried about the authority of the Su family!"
"Now, Yun Mo's position as young master has been abolished. At most, he is just a genius with outstanding strength."
"If Yun Mo shows mercy today, how can Su Zixuan let him go in the future? Such a move is really stupid!"
"Hmph! Do you know how serious the consequences of killing Su Zixuan will be? That's putting it lightly."
Seeing Yun Mo's actions, everyone in the audience immediately burst into heated discussions.
After seeing this scene, Su Zixuan laughed out loud: "Haha!"
So what if you, Yun Mo, win?
He is not a weak and incompetent waste!
However, when Yun Mo walked less than three meters away, the cold light sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a strong sword sound and trembling sound.
bass!
With a sword cry, the Cold Light Sword immediately broke away from Yun Mo's hand, and while drawing an arc-shaped shadow in the void, it slashed back towards Su Zixuan behind him with a fierce killing force.
hiss!
In an instant, the sharp sound of the sword cutting through flesh was heard, and a stream of warm blood splashed in the air.
Under countless pairs of horrified eyes, the silver-white sword light penetrated Su Zixuan's throat like a flowing shadow.
From the blade to the hilt, the cold light sword penetrated Su Zixuan's neck like a flowing shadow.
The blood-stained blade drew a bright curve in the air and returned to Yun Mo's hand again.
"Why?"
After saying this, Su Zixuan's body fell down unwillingly.
"I did promise not to kill you, but unfortunately... Hanguang Sword didn't agree."
Still want to live.
is it possible?
The Su family was behind his father's fate, and Su Zixuan was even responsible for being imprisoned in the dungeon.
Until now, Su Zixuan still thinks that he can spare his life, which is simply a dream!
On one side of Yun Mo's eyes, his proud brows were filled with extraordinary coldness and arrogance, showing his scornful attitude.
The cold light is shimmering and sharp!
At this moment, there was deathly silence inside and outside the entire venue!
The many warriors watching the battle in the audience felt their minds went blank, and their eyes were full of shock.
The heads of the major families on the high platform felt their eyes darken for a while, and their faces turned bitter.
Although the Su family members did not come to the scene in person today, Su Zixuan died under their noses, and they could not avoid being implicated.
"What a brave man, so bold!"
The elder of Xuantian Sect slammed the table and saw Su Zixuan dying in front of him.
He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, but the fact was obvious. Su Zixuan did die under Yun Mo's sword.
Behind Su Zixuan is Su Jianghe. Who is Su Jianghe?
He is the Grand Marshal of the Armed Forces second only to Jun Shang in Tianxuan Kingdom, and his power is overwhelming!
Even if their Xuantian Sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, they still have to be polite.
Now that Su Zixuan died in front of him, how could he explain to the sect leader, how could he explain to Su Jianghe!
"Elder Zhao, pay attention to your identity!"
At this time, a slightly cold voice came into Zhao Kuo's ears, and half of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.
"My lord, Zhao Kuo is guilty."
Zhao Kuo lowered his eyebrows and leaned over.
Only then did he realize that this was a place for trials and selections, and there were seven ambassadors from the empire here, and they did not allow him, a sect elder, to act arrogantly.
"The purpose of trial selection is to select talented people for the empire. Although this Yun Mo has a stronger personality, his qualifications are far beyond the ordinary people."
The Night Messenger's deep eyes sparkled with inexplicable meaning.
Many family heads below, including the elders of the four major sects, saw this situation and secretly speculated that Night Messenger seemed to be ignoring Yun Mo's behavior.
That’s Su Jianghe!
I really don’t know what Night Messenger is thinking.
On the stage, just when everyone let out a long sigh, thinking that Yun Mo was going to leave.
A high-pitched voice swirled over the bluestone square like a rolling wave.
"Cloud Python, come up and die!"
Wow!
The uproar around the stage intensified instantly.
Shocked!
spread on everyone's face.
After hearing this, the thousands of warriors gathered in Qingshi Square all widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.
"This kid..." Nangong Haotian could not help but murmur in a low voice in an inconspicuous corner.
Obviously, the arena he was in had already decided the final eight spots.
"He seems to be stronger than before."
Hearing the whisper, his beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but speak.
Nangong Haotian could not comment on Wen Ren's words. The two of them were not talking, but stared closely at the stern figure on the stage.
Moreover, Nangong Haotian had a hunch that there might be unpredictable mistakes in this trial and selection.
"Sir Envoy, this person Yun Mo is wantonly destroying the rules of trial and selection. Please, Sir Envoy, take him down and punish him according to the canon!"
"Elder Yun, do you want to be the master of this messenger?"
The Night Messenger lightly pursed his thin lips and glanced at Yun Ao with his indifferent eyes.
"No... I dare not."
Yun Ao's heart trembled, and he lost his way in a hurry.
Yun Ao had been observing Yun Mo's every move below him from beginning to end. After seeing Yun Mo kill Su Zixuan with the sword of thunder, a chill ran down his spine.
When Yun Mo stood on the trial and selection stage, Yun Ao felt as if ten thousand fierce horses were galloping past him.
By now, he had already understood why the people he sent had not replied for a long time.
Thinking of this, he had a vague premonition in his heart.
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At this moment, in the sky, thunderclouds have enveloped the sky from unknown time.
From time to time, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the sound of wind and thunder roared.
"Yun Mo, you..."
Yun Python's face was so gloomy at this moment that it looked as if it was about to drip water.
He stared at Yun Mo, then took a deep breath, stamped his feet on the ground, and jumped onto the stage.
On the ring, the two men faced each other and stood facing each other.
The biting cold wind was like passing frost, making everyone watching the battle feel an unprecedented chill.
In an instant!
In just a brief moment, everyone's relaxed minds suddenly became tense again.
"Oh my god, is this Yun Mo crazy? He just killed Su Zixuan and is he going to fight Yun Python again?"
"He has already offended the Su family, is he going to go against the Yun family again?"
"Haha, I'm afraid you still don't know that the abolition of Young Master Yun Mo's position was manipulated by the eldest elder of the Yun family."
"How is this possible? You must know that Yun Mo's talent is unprecedented in Yuancheng. Why does the Yun family do this?"
"Haha, if you don't protect yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!" The warrior who just spoke couldn't help but chuckle.
Of course Yun Ao did this for the sake of their father and son!
And Yun Ao wanted to let Yun Mang become the young master of the Yun family, so that he could single-handedly control the power of the Yun family.
But he made Yun Mo suffer the pain of being imprisoned in a dungeon and suffered bone-piercing pain!
What is even more despicable is that due to their actions, Yun Tianxing has been put into a situation where his life and death are unpredictable.
The hatred and anger in Yun Mo's chest could no longer be contained.
"Yun Mang, the hatred between you and me will never go away. Let's put an end to it today!"
Yun Mo's eyes were slightly sideways, sharp and sharp, and there was an invisible domineering look between his cold brows.