1565: C1565 The Mighty Saint Son of Confucius

C1565 The Mighty Saint Son of Confucius

Son of God Rudao stared at the empty space and laughed coldly.

Swoosh!

A streak of saber light had flown into the void without anyone knowing when it had been slashed out.

Bang!

Within a radius of one Zhang, space was split into two halves, and spatial turbulence gushed out.

Yang Xiaoxie and Yue Yangshan, one on the left and one on the right, quickly retreated in two different directions.

Just now, that ray of saber light had cut into the gap between the two of them.

Otherwise, they would already be dead.

"Truly sincere and righteous. In order to save you, Li Xieyun was killed by me twice.

Now you actually came back to save him.

"Just nice, let me have it!"

The Son of God Rudao laughed out loud.

He took a step forward and his body transformed into a Pile.

"Whiz!"

No one could see his movements clearly, he had already appeared behind Yang Xiaoxie.

"Be careful!"

Yue Yangshan struck out a palm towards Son of God Rudao.

Son of God Rudao sneered, then spat out a mouthful of Astral Qi s. This powerful palm attack was dissolved by him into the air.

Yang Xiaoxie held onto a dagger, her expression was cold as she stabbed backwards.

Dang.

Son of God Rudao caught the dagger.

Crack.

With a slight tug, the dagger shattered into pieces.

"You can die first."

Son of God Rudao spat out another mouthful of Astral Qi.

The Astral Qi cut horizontally towards Yue Yangshan like a blade with extreme sharpness.

"Chi!"

Caught off guard, Yue Yangshan was actually split into two halves, falling onto the ground. Fresh blood splattered all over the ground, and he died beyond compare.

Son of God Rudao did not even glance at Yue Yangshan.

In his eyes, a single Early Saint Stage Martial Cultivator was like an ant, not even giving him the qualifications to take a look.

"Don't move recklessly, I will kill you sooner or later, there's no need to rush."

Son of God Rudao stared at Yang Xiaoxie as she placed a hand on her shoulder.

A symbol lit up, and the energy on Yang Xiaoxie's body was completely sealed.

"Whiz!"

The Son of God Rudao brought Yang Xiaoxie and landed in the middle of the lake.

Swoosh.

A ray of blade light slashed across the side of Yang Xiaoxie's neck, causing him to bleed slowly.

"If you want to kill me, then go ahead and kill me."

This is not your Son of God Rudao's style at all. "

Yang Xiaoxie sarcastically said.

Son of God Rudao smiled faintly, not caring in the slightest.

"Since you dared to come here, then you should have thought that I wouldn't kill you so easily.

I will slowly kill you, slowly enough to make Li Xieyun go crazy. "

Son of God Rudao looked around.

"Li Xieyun, it's a man. Quickly use your revival method and come out.

Otherwise, just watch as your woman dies in front of you! "

Yang Xiaoxie's face was filled with sorrow.

Son of God Rudao didn't know, but she knew it clearly.

Big brother Xieyun would probably never be able to revive again.

She had chosen to come here again, and had decided that she would either leave together with Big Brother Xieyun.

Otherwise, he would sleep here with Big Brother Xieyun.

Looking at the current situation, the final result should be the latter.

Two streams of clear tears flowed down Yang Xiaoxie's face.

"I was the one who harmed you. If I wasn't captured, you wouldn't need to come back and save me.

That way, you won't have to die.

In this life, I've done you harm.

In the next life, as a slave and as a servant, I will definitely return what I owe to you. "

Yang Xiaoxie roared in her heart.

The blood on her neck had already dyed the clothes on her waist red.

"Looks like you're not planning to come out.

Li Xieyun, you truly are a cowardly turtle. "

Son of God Rudao said with a mocking smile.

From his point of view, Li Xieyun was afraid of death and did not dare to revive.

In a life or death situation, a deep sense of righteousness was nothing more than a joke.

Since that was the case, Son of God Rudao was not in a hurry. He just watched as a beauty who believed in love slowly passed by in front of him, which, it seemed, was not a bad thing.

The so-called love, friendship, and even kinship, had ceased to exist the moment he had become a Son of God.

Even if it was the first generation Son of God s who grew up close to each other, in the end, weren't they still on the path of killing each other?

Just then, there was a chi sound, and Son of God Rudao felt a pain in his back, as fresh blood splashed out.

However, his reaction was extremely fast. When the dagger was less than half an inch away from his body, the protective energy surrounding his body had already fully displayed its might.

Clang!

The dagger shattered into fine powder.

Son of God Rudao did not turn back as he directly struck out with his palm!

Bang!

A figure flew out and crashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

"It's you!" You're not dead yet?

How is that possible? "

Son of God Rudao's eyes were filled with surprise.

He moved his body and appeared in front of the person who had assaulted him.

This man was Yue Yangshan who was just hacked into two halves by him!

Just as Yue Yangshan spat out a large mouthful of blood, even his chin was dyed red. He struggled to stand up, but felt the back of his neck go numb, and he was lifted up by Son of God Rudao.

"No wonder. Like I said, how did Li Xieyun and Li Xieyun suddenly learn the Feign Death Arts!

It seems like you are the one who is trying to make things difficult for us.

"With such a heaven defying art in your hands, you truly have a bright pearl covered in dust."

Son of God Rudao finally reacted.

The one who truly grasped the Feign Death Arts was not Mo Jingyun nor Li Xieyun, but the man in front of their eyes.

No wonder he dared to brave the risk of death to help Li Xieyun and Mu Yurou save Yang Xiaoxie. Moreover, he dared to accompany Yang Xiaoxie back here knowing that she was about to die.

So it wasn't that he wasn't afraid of death, but that he wouldn't die at all!

At the very least, he wouldn't die so easily.

That Feign Death Arts was simply too mysterious.

This level of cultivation technique should be controlled by him, Son of God Rudao!

"What's your name?"0

On Son of God Rudao's right hand, a ray of light shone out and a rune surged out, sealing all the energy in Yue Yangshan's body.

Yue Yangshan sneered.

"I will never change my name, never change my surname, nor will I change my surname, Yue Yangshan!

If you have the ability, then kill me!

Oh, I almost forgot, you won't be able to kill Yours Truly!

"Hahaha …"

Yue Yangshan started laughing loudly, as if mocking the Son of God Rudao would make him feel better.

"Chi!"

Son of God Rudao's left hand slashed out a Palmar Knife, and Yue Yangshan's arm was sliced off.

"Therefore, I am not prepared to kill you.

At least, I won't kill you until I know the secrets of your Feign Death Arts.

But I can torture you.

I will take your hands and feet and seal you in the jar so that you will not escape and will not die.

Until you hand over the Feign Death Arts, I will do everything I can to torture you.

Not just his body, but his soul as well!

I will make you so miserable that you will beg me to kill you!

I wonder how long you can hold on for?

I guess you can last three months, don't you? "

Son of God Rudao's smile was extremely sinister.

Yue Yangshan's entire face was twitching and he was drenched in cold sweat.

All in all, he hadn't considered this point.

This Son of God Rudao was actually this abnormal.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of immortality!

Of course, even if he was afraid, Yue Yangshan would not give in.

Just as he was about to curse the eighteen generations of the Son of God Rudao's ancestors, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in the sky.

"I think he can hold out for a long time.

But you won't be able to hold on for six hours. "

This was Gu Xuan's voice!

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