Mo Wen casually waved his hand, and the sharp bloody sword energy flew out of the air. The dragon chair made of gold instantly fell into pieces, and Bai Kun's figure had no place to hide.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" At this moment, Bai Kun still had the demeanor of a country's supreme being, and his whole body was trembling.
"What do you want? I will give it to you! Beauty! Wealth! Power! As long as you let me go, I will give you whatever you want!"
Mo Wen's blood-red eyes stared at Emperor Zhao who was lying limply on the ground. He slowly stretched out a finger and a faint light flashed through.
Bai Kun let out a shrill howl of pain, and the little finger of his left hand had been cut off by the sword energy. His fingers were connected to his heart. The supreme emperor of the Zhao Kingdom had never suffered such a crime. He was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
But this was not the end yet. Mo Wen flicked his finger again, and another finger on Bai Kun's left hand disappeared.
"ah!"
Bai Kun wailed miserably, and the severe pain made him in a daze. Just when he was about to faint, a stabbing pain deep in his soul made him wake up again.
Mo Wen kept moving his fingers, and after a while, Bai Kun's entire left hand was completely bare, and all five fingers were cut off by him. But he couldn't faint, and his energy became more vigorous, and the pain became more severe.
"No! Don't do it anymore! I will give you the throne! Don't torture me anymore!"
Bai Kun wailed in pain and kept rolling on the ground. The smell of urine wafted from his crotch, and he became incontinent.
Mo Wen remained unmoved and flicked his fingers again, and one finger on Bai Kun's right hand was cut off on the spot.
"Who is the devil committing murder here? Why don't you stop immediately!"
A loud shout was heard, and several rays of sword light were fired from outside the main hall and fell inside the main hall in an instant.
The sword light faded away, revealing the figures of three Sword Meridian Stage Spiritual Sword Masters, the leader of whom was the old man in the late Sword Meridian Stage. At this moment, the old man's eyes widened with anger and righteousness, and he shouted righteously: "Devil! Here is the place.
This is not the place for you to act wild! Let the emperor go!"
Bai Kun seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and cried loudly: "Immortal envoy, help me! Immortal envoy, help me!"
Mo Wen was unmoved at all, as if he didn't see the three of them at all, and continued to use his sword energy to cut Bai Kun's fingers.
The three spirit sword masters were furious, and one of them, who was in the early stage of the sword vein, shouted: "Devil! Die!"
The spiritual sword in his hand shot out a ten-foot-long sword light and slashed down at Mo Wen. The sword light instantly fell on Mo Wen's back, making a clear metallic clang sound, and then suddenly turned into a rain of light.
shattered in the air.
Mo Wen suddenly turned around, staring with bloody eyes at the early stage spiritual swordsman who took action: "Anyone who stops me... will die!"
As soon as the word "death" came out, blood flashed in Mo Wen's pupils, and the early stage spirit sword master of the Sword Vein trembled all over, his eyes instantly lost color, and he fell to the ground.
"Junior Brother Huang!"
The expressions of the two spirit sword masters changed drastically. They didn't even notice how the other party took action!
"Devil! You slaughtered my disciples of the Heart Sword Sect! Do you want to become an enemy of my Heart Sword Sect?" the old man in the late stage of Sword Vein shouted angrily.
Mo Wen had already turned around again, and Ling Chi and Bai Kun, who continued to strike with sword after sword, simply ignored the two of them.
The old man's face turned the color of pig liver. As an elder of the outer sect of the Heart Sword Sect, when had he been so ignored? He raised the spirit sword in his hand a few times, but finally did not dare to take action rashly. The corpse of Junior Brother Huang next to him was a warning to others.
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Bai Kun was going crazy. All ten fingers on his hands had been cut off. The severe pain tortured his spirit. He wanted to faint from the pain several times, but there was always a force that stimulated his mind and kept him strong.
Sober, this feeling was completely worse than death. After the ten fingers were the toes, Mo Wen cut them off one by one, and Bai Kun completely collapsed.
"Ah! Kill me! You kill me!"
There was no change in the expression on Mo Wen's face, and without any hesitation, his men cut off Bai Kun's ten toes one by one, then the palms and soles.
After pleading to no avail, Bai Kun stopped doing useless efforts. In despair, he aroused the ferocious anger in his chest and shouted loudly: "Why do you do this to me? You must let me know the reason?"
Mo Wen paused, reached out and grabbed Bai Kun's dragon robe and lifted it up. His bloody eyes stared at Bai Kun: "Why? Why do you want to kill them? You should be your emperor, why?
Kill them!"
A glimmer of hope ignited in Bai Kun's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "You, who are you talking about? I never kill innocent people indiscriminately! Maybe, maybe it's a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding?" Mo Wen looked up to the sky and smiled, his laughter like a night owl crying: "Is the thousands of lives of my Mo family a misunderstanding? You killed my blood relatives! Today I will let your entire Bai family be buried with you!"
"Mo Family? Mo Family of Zhujian Villa?" Bai Kun seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It wasn't me! I wasn't the one who killed him!"
The two spirit sword masters from the Heart Sword Sect who had been watching with cold eyes were shocked and stared at Mo Wen in confusion, with a hint of joy in their brows.
"Your Mo family was not destroyed by me! It was the Immortal Envoy, it was the Immortal Envoy who did it!" Bai Kun finally grasped the life-saving straw, and he didn't care about whether the Immortal Envoy or not.
Mo Wen was shaken all over, and his voice was like a biting ice pick: "What kind of immortal envoy?"
"Wuchenya, yes! It's Wuchenya! It's Wuchenya, one of the three holy places! They killed all the members of your Mo family, and then they asked me to issue an edict to declare your Mo family to be traitors and arrest all those outside.
Children of the Mo family, look for the young master of your Sword-making Villa!"
Mo Wen trembled all over, and the blood evil in his body suddenly became stronger! He roared loudly: "Heart Sword Gate!!"
A shrill roar rushed straight to Xiaohan, and he tore with both hands, and Bai Kun's body was torn apart by him. Then his blood-red eyes stared at the two Sword Pulse Stage Spirit Sword Masters above the hall like wild beasts.
"not good!"
The two spirit sword masters changed their colors at the same time. The terrifying demon in front of them had obviously shifted its target to them!
"Leave separately! Bring the news back to Jianmen!"
After saying that, the late-stage spirit sword master of the Sword Meridian broke through the window of the hall and fled outside. How dare the other spirit sword master be so lazy that he broke through the wall of the hall from the other direction and rushed out of the hall.
"die!"
Mo Wen roared angrily, and his whole body turned into a bloody meteor. He instantly caught up with the late-stage swordsman spirit sword master. His sword-like arms penetrated his back, scratching his internal organs. Then he folded his body and released his hair.
The one who arrived first caught up with another spirit sword master and crushed his head to pieces with his hands.dd