"The coffin is real, but the person is fake. It's useless for you to take this body back." Su Guanhai put his two fingers together into sword fingers, a dark and yellow aura glowed on his fingertips, and he pressed hard between his eyebrows and his heart.
The gray evil text that couldn't stop crawling between his skin kept eroding towards the center of his eyebrows.
Due to the power of this finger, although the last line of defense was barely held, it was still shaky.
Not to be outdone, Yin Dufeng also pointed at the spiritual platform with his sword, so that he could defend himself and not be completely eroded by the evil spirit of the corpse.
His face was extremely ugly, and he glared at Su Guanhai angrily: "On weekdays, it's okay for you to say that I am a stupid person, but you, a person with so many thoughts, can't see that this is a trap?"
Su Guanhai, who was good at words, fell silent at this moment.
Yin Dufeng looked complicated.
It seems that this old fox really likes and cares about this boy.
Two hundred years have passed, but when it comes to him, I lose my sense of proportion and get into chaos.
"The dignified leader of the human Taoist clan, I'm afraid he never thought that he would end up being teased like a mouse in his hands, right?"
A walking boot broke the platform stone.
As the voices rang out, Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng looked up at the same time and saw a one-eyed old man walking slowly from the ruins.
The old man was skinny, with a black eyepatch covering his face, covering less than half of his cheek along with his blind eye.
Yin Dufeng narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Han Yan, it's you?!"
Su Guanhai asked: "Who is that?"
Yin Dufeng frowned irritably: "I used to be an old bandit on the same hilltop as me. I didn't realize it for a while, so he went astray and became an evil cultivator. Later, I killed him with a knife. He should have died long ago."
The one-eyed old man smiled at Su Guanhai and said: "Eight hundred years ago, on Dragon Snake Mountain, Yin Dufeng chopped off half of my head with a knife. Since then, the old man has become like this, neither human nor ghost.
He rarely walks around the world, so it is reasonable for Sect Leader Su to have never heard of Han Yan."
Yin Dufeng sneered and said, "I didn't expect that you would seek refuge in the Dark City."
Han Yan laughed heartily, and the wrinkles on his face showed a ferocious meaning: "If the master of the dark city hadn't taken me in and taught me the method of immortality, I, Han Yan, would have become a handful of loess under your feet and turned into sand.
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Su Guanhai said: "So you set up this situation to take revenge and kill him? Tsk tsk, so to speak, I suffered an unreasonable disaster from Brother Dufeng."
Han Yan looked regretful, shook his head and said: "Although I want to eat this man's flesh and blood alive, after all, the boss's order cannot be disobeyed. The lives of the two of you are not counted by my words."
"Although the cultivation realm of the old man is far inferior to that of the two of you, the evil corpse-dismantling art that the old man has dedicated his whole life to practice is not so easy to break. If you two want to survive, there is no other way."
Han Yan found a half-broken bench from the ground, sat down calmly, as if watching a stage, and said with a joking smile: "After all, the two of you are capable of reaching the sky, and you can reach the ninth level of the tribulation path of the Burning Soul Palace at the Dianjing Mountain.
Immortal, this evil magic of Lao Chan can only kill one of the two people in public."
Su Guanhai smiled and said: "This means that only one of him and I can survive today, and that ridiculous choice is in our own hands? It is really a low-level provocation tactic."
Han Yan said: "It doesn't matter, you two don't have to make any choice. Although Laochan's corpse dismantling technique cannot kill both of you at the same time, it is enough to destroy the vast foundation of the two of you in one day!"
He was persuasive: "You two might as well think about it, in this world where demons are gradually rising, is it more cost-effective to kill one thousand-year-old immortal, or to destroy two?
The answer is actually very simple, you only need to transfer your own evil corpse energy into a person's body, and you can regain your freedom."
As Han Yan spoke, the two of them fell into silence for a long time.
The first one to speak was Yin Dufeng. He glanced at Su Guanhai and said, "My daughter is going crazy all day long because of your black boy. You know that, right?"
Su Guanhai smiled helplessly: "I know."
"I don't ask for anything else in this life. I just hope that my daughter can be loved all her life. I hope she will be happy all her life and not be affected by the world.
She is my heart and soul, and I cannot bear to see her suffer. If I die, there will never be another man in this world who loves her as much as I do."
His voice became softer and softer, and his eyes became firmer than iron: "Your black child has a cold heart. With the same virtue as her mother, even if my father died, she might not be very sad.
What's more, your mother-in-law is also a good practitioner, not half as weak as you. If you die, Taixuanzong will be able to support most of the sky for you, and my daughter, without me, there will be nothing."
He truly deserves to be the world’s best ‘knife meat’. Such shameless words can be said with confidence.
Su Guanhai, who was told by him that his wife did not love him and his daughter did not love him, was not annoyed. He nodded with deep understanding and said in a consultative tone: "That makes sense. How about I die?"
Han Yan, who was listening to the conversation between the two, smiled silently.
Unexpectedly, Yin Dufeng on the other end changed his subject, stared at those tiger eyes and sneered: "But you have known me for so long, when have you ever seen me as a reasonable person.
Before today, it was your daughter who owed my daughter a husband. If you died, wouldn't it be in line with your Taixuanzong's intention to compensate, but instead my daughter would owe her a father?
Before my daughter was seventeen years old, she wore beautiful clothes and angry horses. After she turned seventeen, she worked hard all her life, but no matter what, she never owed anyone anything. That girl Su Jing will never be able to repay what she owes her in her lifetime. You and your wife
You two owe my daughter, and you don’t need to pay with your life!"
Yin Dufeng murmured: "Let's keep owing it like this. Your Taixuanzong is carrying such a huge debt. I want to see who in this world dares to bully my daughter!"
The mysterious light on Yin Dufeng's fingertips gradually faded, and he was obviously about to let go.
Han Yan was even more surprised. He didn't expect that the person who gave up his life was actually Yin Dufeng?!
When Su Guanhai saw this, he frowned, shouted, and said angrily: "You idiot! If you die today, I'm afraid you will really go along with their wishes!"
Yin Dufeng was suddenly stunned.
Su Guanhai was deeply worried about his IQ: "You and I are so limited, and now anyone can easily kill both of us. Why don't you think the master of the workshop kills two birds with one stone and kills us both?"
Yin Dufeng looked confused.
Su Guanhai laughed and scolded: "You idiot! No wonder I was fooled by the master of the Taiyuan Ghost Sect into hastily making a marriage agreement. If one of us dies today, Cangwu Taixuan will surely be destroyed!"
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Han Yan sneered and said: "As expected of the extremely smart Sect Master Su, you can actually see through our master's mind at a glance, but what can you do even if you see through this situation?
I believe that you may really not be afraid of death, but I don’t believe that you, a thousand-year-old immortal who is the leader in the world, are really willing to become a mediocre and incompetent mortal?"
Yin Dufeng couldn't understand the conversation between the two: "Old boy, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Su Guanhai said angrily: "In front of everyone, whether you die or I die, one of you and I must die because of the other. Now the three sects are in harmony with each other. If a palace master or a sect master dies,
Who do you think your disciples and I will bear this hatred on?"
Yin Dufeng's body suddenly trembled, and he looked at Han Yan as if he was waking up from a dream: "What an amazing and vicious strategy!"
Su Guanhai said speechlessly: "You only think that your daughter should not owe me Taixuan Zong's favor, but have you ever thought that the relationship between my family Jing'er and Bai Shuang's niece is already a fire and water.
If the hatred of killing their father is added, Taixuan Cangwu will probably turn against each other completely when the two of them inherit the throne. It will be difficult for the three sects to become one. Brother Dufeng can't guess what is behind this dark city.
Who are you working for?"
Yin Dufeng was completely shocked by this series of conspiracies: "Demon...Demon Sect."
Su Guanhai closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "So tonight, you can't die! I can't even die!"
Seeing that his words didn't seem to be false, Han Yan's eyes suddenly turned violent and he said sternly: "If you respect the truth, can it be possible that the truth will turn you into a useless person?!"
Su Guanhai chuckled and said: "You and other villains are just living in fear of death. Men like me, this is called free and easy. How can we understand it when we are just evil cultivators?"
Yin Dufeng chuckled all his life: "Whether it's a cripple or a paralytic, my daughter is already so old anyway, maybe it can be a blessing in disguise. When a good daughter sees me pitiful, she won't think about wandering far away day and night. Most of them are here."
It’s great to be with me at home, it’s great!”
Su Guanhai sang along, then narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "When the two of us grow old, we will play a table of chess, spread out two plates of wine, and leave the affairs of the world to the people behind us. We will laugh at the ups and downs of the world, and fan ourselves with a pot of wine.
It is also joyful! It is also joyful!”
The hearts of these two people are bigger than the other, and there is no flaw to speak of. There is no hatred or love in each other, and there is no choice. They don't think about gains and losses, etc. They are peaceful and indifferent. Even when facing the desperate situation of life and death, they can still talk and laugh happily.
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Achievements, fame and fame are like a mirror in the eyes of two people. Once they are broken and dispersed, they will be gone.
Han Yan was completely irritated by the indifferent attitude of these two people, and said with a ferocious smile: "You two are very righteous. Today's boss' plan cannot be in vain. Since there is a way to survive and you don't leave, then I will send the two heads on their way with my own hands."
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At this moment, Xu clearly felt that these two people were definitely not beings he could tease, and Han Yan's patience was completely exhausted.
He raised his fingers, as skinny as dry wood, and snapped them twice.
The evil corpse looked up to the sky and howled angrily. Black air as black and strong as ink rolled out from his facial features and flowed into the mouths and noses of Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng.
The two were unable to escape, and the skin that was filled with powerful spiritual energy quickly turned gray and shriveled. The gray evil writings on the cheeks moved faster and faster, the sword fingers cracked, and blood continued to overflow along the eyebrows.
The corrosive power of evil brings them a different kind of suffocation.
Even the auctioneers who were frantically picking up pieces outside the stage were frightened and shocked by this scene!
As people of Zeguo and monks in the world, although they have a sufficient position to prevent this disaster from happening.
But this is a dark city, not under the light of the prosperous age. They are all without status.
Not to mention that the boss of the shop is watching eagerly in the dark. No one knows when the knife hanging in the dark will hit their necks.
Even the two most powerful thousand-year-old immortals in the world were able to be framed like this, which shows how clever the boss's methods are.
If they didn't care enough to meddle in other people's business at a time like this, they would probably end up no better than those two people.
Lan Yan's face turned pale. As the princess of Zeguo, Su Guanhai, the head of Taixuan Sect, was no different from the gods she believed in.
If this god falls to this point, what will be the future direction of Zeguo?
"Your Highness, do you want your subordinates to take action?" Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black armor hurriedly spoke out.
Zhao Wenjun's expression was unclear, her light brown eyes getting darker. She shook her head and said: "Brother Yu, he wants to become the co-leader of the righteous path in the world and achieve great achievements. Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng have always been at odds with him...
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The death of these two people will indeed severely damage the vitality of the righteous immortal sect in the past hundred years, but if you think about it carefully, it is not like cutting carrion with a knife. With Brother Yu's ability, it is not a bad idea to unite the three sects into one and unite the world.
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The man in black armor was frightened by her thoughts: "That's the immortal who was honored by Zongshou, awarded the Immortal Star Crown, and the future golden immortal achiever!"
"The middle road is blocked, and the future is inherently unpredictable." Under the elegant and noble appearance of the eldest princess, there is a ruthless indifference that is almost cold and harsh.
Ying Xiu was anxious and said, "Are you just going to watch them two die here?" This was naturally addressed to Shen Jibai.
Shen Jibai unhurriedly wrapped his fingers around the black silk and said coldly: "It's you who want to marry their two daughters, not me. If you don't want them to die, just save them yourself. I won't stop you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's ridiculous, what does Su Jing have to do with me, why do I want to marry her!" After all, Ying Xiu was afraid of the master behind the dark city and did not dare to act impulsively.
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Two snaps of fingers brought the two of them to their limit. Han Yan did not receive any instructions from the boss, which meant that the matter was over. After seeing clearly the determination of the two, the boss did not object to his decision to kill.
Just when he was about to snap his fingers for the third time, a lifeless hand appeared in his sight.
It was a pale, cold hand, not big but very slender, with distinct knuckles, like the hand of a scholar holding a pen and wiping a brush, without any sense of strength at all.
The hand fell into his line of sight and seemed to be approaching very slowly, but he had no way to avoid it. His eyes widened and he watched helplessly as the hand held his wrist.
With such an easy grasp, he could clearly see that his wrist was twisted and broken in a terrifying posture.
Bloody bone spurs and burst tendons spilled out from the fingers of that hand, a very bloody and violent scene.
The severe pain reached his mind belatedly.
Han Yan's pupils were trembling violently, and a shrill scream of pain was about to come out.
But before he could cry out, another hand grasped his mouth and nose tightly.
The terrifying force knocked him to the ground, and his vision spun rapidly. Then the back of his head hit the broken ground hard, causing his vision to go dark.
It was still not easy for his vision to gradually return to clarity. With the ruins of the building as the background, and under the broken lights that could not be dimmed, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at him coldly.
Those terrifying scarlet eyes seemed to contain a suppressed molten flow that was about to burst and collapse, and in the next moment, it was about to swallow up the sky and destroy it.
Han Yan, who has been associated with evil things all his life, has done all kinds of immoral things, and he has even become accustomed to extremely evil corpses.
But under the gaze of such a pair of cold and indifferent red eyes, he actually felt an invisible sense of awe and fear slowly melting into his bones.
"What? This corpse... was made by you?" His voice was clear and solemn, so plain that no emotion could be heard, but it made Han Yan's body tremble again and again.
He didn't even dare to cry, he could only widen his eyes with a pleading look.
But Balian didn't give him a chance to speak. He lowered his eyes and said, "It looks like you practiced it."
A sense of fear of impending disaster enveloped him for no reason. As an evil cultivator, his keen instinct made him aware that a world-destroying crisis was coming towards him.
The next moment, the palm covering his mouth and nose was released and raised.
"Spare... spare..." Before he could even finish his sentence of begging for mercy, Balian's loosened hand clenched into a fist.
He had no expression on his face and punched me down!
The powerful fist force made the whole earth tremble, and the remains of half of the Yu Tower completely collapsed and turned into powder.
Under the fist, cracks in the ground spread outward, and the head of the evil cultivator had turned into blood and mud.
Balian half-knelt in the ruins and slowly raised his arm, blood dripping from his fist.
He leaned back slightly, closed his eyes and raised his face, still feeling the cool breeze hitting his cheeks.
This movement reveals a bit of indescribable nobility in its decadence.
Seeing this scene, everyone was silent and horrified, filled with fear and shock.
Isn't this guy... the pretty boy who was kept by the mysterious rich woman on the fourth floor?
Lan Yan was also so shocked that she opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time: "Is he... is he so strong?"
When Ye Shu saw Bai Lian's appearance, the tense muscles in his body slowly relaxed.