Chapter 1458 1459 Please Kill Me

The palace stopped shaking, the prehistoric contract on the gate no longer flickered, and the golden light shining on Sword Spirit Puppet's body quietly dissipated. The whole valley was dead silent.

However, this silence did not last long. Soon, those sword spirit puppets let out a painful howl, but they still rushed forward with their long swords high, but the power in the sword was obviously much smaller than before.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Qu Shanling in surprise, never imagined that he had such a mysterious hand, why didn't he find it before?

"Quickly kill them, quick!" Qu Shanling said in a trembling voice, the veins on his hands were exposed, and his whole body was sweating like rain.

Although he didn't know what the mystery of his decision was, he was able to suppress the prehistoric contract that even Ye Lanfeng had no choice but to look at, Mu Hanyan and the others knew that he couldn't hold on for too long. Mu Hanyan was no longer surprised, and Ye Lanfeng and Ye Lanfeng took the lead in killing the sword spirit puppet opposite.

Without the blessing of the Prehistoric Contract, these sword spirit puppets are only at the seventh rank of sword masters. Even if they did their best and even agreed to die together, how could they resist the full attack of Mu Hanyan and the others? . Figures fell to the ground one after another, their hearts shattered and their souls scattered. In order to avoid future troubles, Mu Hanyan and the others did not even keep a trace of their remnants of their souls.

Although they know that these sword spirit puppets are only manipulated and innocent, but they know that there must be no hesitation or mercy at this time, otherwise not only will they suffer, but perhaps the entire Holy Court Continent will suffer from it. .

In just a moment, hundreds of sword spirit puppets fell to the ground, no longer alive. Only the last man in black was still standing in front of the altar, chanting in a low voice, his body had already been ripped apart by the golden beam of light, shaking violently from pain.

He stared blankly at Mu Hanyan, blank, and a strange look flashed through it.

Suddenly, he stopped singing, turned around and stabbed Mu Hanyan with a sword.

Hua Yue and the others subconsciously stood in front of Mu Hanyan with a solemn expression. But soon, they found that their movements were unnecessary. The strength of this man in black was not stronger than those of the sword spirit puppets, and even a little worse, but the sword master was only third-order. Such strength is simply impossible. pose any threat to Mu Hanyan.

Before they could take action, Mu Hanyan stepped forward with a single stride, and the Han Xiaojian stabbed straight towards the opponent's heart.

A surprising scene happened. In the face of Mu Hanyan's stabbing sword, the man in black could not avoid it, but opened his arms and took the initiative to greet him.

"Hey", the Han Xiao sword pierced into the opponent's chest, but stopped when it was only a millimeter away from the heart pulse.

Almost all the sword spirits and puppets were dead, and only the last person left in front of him, Mu Hanyan still had too many questions in his heart and could not find the answer. Judging from the strange look in his eyes just now and the act of begging for his own death in the end, it seemed that he still had some self-awareness, and Mu Hanyan didn't want to kill him so quickly.

While holding back the sword, Mu Hanyan flew with her left hand, restraining her at several vital points, making her unable to move.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Hanyan lifted his veil, revealing a coquettish face.

"It really is you!" Mu Hanyan said coldly. The coquettish girl in front of me is not the fourth Miss Zhao who has fought with her from childhood to adulthood, she can be described as Zhao Lingxian, who has hated the deep sea!

When she gave the order to those sword spirit puppets before, although her voice was mechanically empty and without the slightest emotion, Mu Hanyan could still hear a bit of familiarity, and the final result confirmed her guess.

However, at this time, Zhao Lingxian no longer had the enchanting charm that charmed all living beings before, and his beautiful and moving face was full of pain and despair.

"Mu Hanyan, kill me, kill me!" Zhao Lingxian looked at Mu Hanyan, panting like a wounded beast, her pretty face distorted in pain, looking extremely hideous.

"Who instructed you to do this?" Mu Hanyan asked with a cold expression.

Judging from the pain on Zhao Lingxian's face at this time, she is obviously not the real ambassador, and the real ambassador is someone else.

In the last battle at Feilai Peak, Zhao Lingxian was seriously injured and almost died under the sword of Mu Hanyan, but was finally rescued by Yun Qianmo. In other words, Yun Qianmo should be the real master behind the scenes, but she thought Regarding the relationship between Ye Lanfeng and Yun Qianmo, Mu Hanyan was very reluctant to accept such a result, that's why she asked this question.

"Didn't you already meet him when you were at Feilai Peak last time?" Miss Zhao Fourth said with a sad face.

"It's really him." Although he knew the result long ago, the final decision made Mu Hanyan feel sad. Looking at Ye Lanfeng subconsciously, I saw that his face was calm, and he didn't know what was on his mind.

"Why did he do this?" Ye Lanfeng asked Zhao Lingxian.

"I don't know, I don't know, he's a devil, please, kill me." Fourth Miss Zhao trembled in pain, convulsed, and begged Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan held the Hanxiao Sword in his hand, but he did not stab the last deadly sword. Seeing that the enemy from childhood to adulthood has been reduced to such a point, there is a touch of sadness in her heart. Speaking of which, everything Zhao Lingxian did was for the benefit of the family, and she was actually the same as her, but her temperament was too extreme, her methods were too insidious, and she was too vicious.

If it wasn't for the family, if she hadn't acted so viciously and viciously, maybe they would have become friends, but not necessarily.

"Mu Hanyan, I was the one who was wrong in the past, I'm the one who's sorry for you, please, kill me, kill me, I don't want to be a puppet, I don't want to live like a ghost, I beg you... Tears of remorse flowed from Zhao Lingxian's eyes.

Mu Hanyan nodded, and the icy sword edge finally pierced into Zhao Lingxian's heart.

The moment Han Xiaojian pierced Zhao Lingxian's chest, Mu Hanyan discovered that not only was her body devastated by the golden beam of light, but her meridians were also covered with scars, and she was completely different from ordinary people. Looking at the situation, it is clear that the meridians were cut off one by one, and then reassembled and continued.

It's not hard to imagine how much inhuman torture and pain Zhao Lingxian had experienced in the process of being sacrificed into a sword spirit puppet, and even after becoming a sword spirit puppet, she still had to endure every time she used strength. same pain. After all, the sword spirit puppet is much stronger than the undead sword slave that Zhao Lingxian made at the beginning, and the price to pay is naturally much greater.

However, other sword spirits and puppets have completely lost their ego and can ignore such pain, but Zhao Lingxian still retains some ego, and it is painful to die under this painful torture.

Living soberly was the cruelest thing for her.