Chapter 40: Three Swords Emerge, Life and Death

  At this time, the killer felt unbearable all over his body. The strange needle-like thing was constantly rotating inside him, making him feel unbearably painful. Although he desperately used his own true energy to suppress it, the golden needle still made him suffer greatly.

  Kill him! Kill him!

  The frantic roar, in the heart of Killer Dao, was constantly churning. As a demonic cultivator, Killer Dao had not never suffered losses before, but this loss at the hands of someone whose cultivation was worlds apart from his own, was something he had never experienced before.

  He was not reconciled, he wanted to kill the person who humiliated him, he wanted to tear him to pieces! Although the painful needle in his body was still operating, but his killer instinct still retained the strength that could pinch Chu Yu to death. This human being, no matter what, he must kill.

  "Look, the flying sword!" Yi Chu shouted out the two words "flying sword" again at the moment when the Killer of Life Taoist was walking towards him. At the moment when these two words were shouted out, the Killer of Life Taoist instinctively moved a little, but then immediately revealed an icy smile.

  "Kid, you'd better not play this trick, old man used to play it when he was young, I advise you not to use these small tricks and tactics, they can't penetrate old man's flesh!" The killer laughed at Yi Chu with a mocking tone, which made him feel very pleased.

  Yi Chu, under the contempt of the Killer's Path cultivator, first stunned for a moment. Then he chuckled and said: "Killer's Path cultivator, since you think it's unimportant, let's play again and see who wins with flying swords." As he spoke, Yi Chu shook his hand and shot out a steel nail.

  These steel nails, about half a foot long, had sharp tips that glinted with cold light. These steel nails were picked up by Yi Chu when he left the Red Blood Valley, and unexpectedly, they came in handy at this time to use on the Killer of Life Daoist.

  The killer was indeed a good man, looking at these flashing steel nails, without even dodging, the power on his body rotated and he stepped forward towards Yi Chu, at this time, he was only a few meters away from Yi Chu.

  Step by step, he drove the person who annoyed him to death. The fear before his death was the best way for him to vent his inner hatred. At this time, the killer hated Yi Chu so much that he wanted to torture him to death step by step, and the pain of the steel needle added more anger to him.

  "Look at the flying sword", Yi Chu shook his hand and shot out a steel nail, but in this steel nail, he hid three shining things.

  A gleaming light flashed out, but it didn't catch the attention of the killer at all. His eyes were now fixed on Yichu's neck, he wanted to strangle this despicable guy to death bit by bit, only in this way could he show off his reputation as a killer.

  "Dangdang", at the moment when countless steel nails fell to the ground, three cold light flashing things were inserted into the body of the killer. As soon as these three things entered his body, the killer felt that his body had three more big holes!

  The heart and lungs are the most critical, and these three things, Zhong's just right is the heart and lungs of the killer. Although he has already cultivated to the realm of liquidation, the killer still cannot ignore the injury to his heart and lungs.

  Under the sway of his body, the corpse of the killer almost fell to the ground, but the killer still insisted on standing there. His palm slowly inserted into a blood hole and slowly searched inside.

  "Puff", blood gushed out like rain, splashing out a long rainbow, accompanied by this bloody rain, the hand of the killer, Daoist, had an additional shining flying sword.

  "You... how can you use a flying sword as a hidden weapon?" The murderous Taoist, filled with resentment, finally spat out these words that made him feel extremely stifled.

  Yi Chu looked at the Killer's trembling body, how dare he be slow now? He let out a cold laugh, lifted his leg and kicked it towards the Killer's head! At this moment, with Yi Chu's 7th rank cultivation, one kick had the force of several thousand kilograms.

  If the Killer hadn't been injured, this kick wouldn't have counted for much to him. Unfortunately, he had already suffered from the Golden Needle injury and was pierced by three flying swords in his chest and abdomen. His primordial true energy, which had reached the realm of liquidation, had already dissipated, leaving him unable to withstand such a ferocious kick from Yi Chu.

  "Boom", a million peach blossoms fell, and with the falling peach blossoms, Yi Chu's faint voice entered the ears of Killer Life Daoist: "Although hidden weapons can't be used as flying swords, they can still be used as hidden weapons. Killer Life Daoist, whatever you do, must keep up with the times. If you can't do this, you will die sooner or later!"

  "Hong", the body of the Daoist who took life fell to the ground with a loud crash. His heart was filled with regret, but what could he do? He no longer had the power to turn back time.

  At the moment when the killer fell to the ground, Yi Chu let out a big sigh of relief. Being able to keep his life intact in the hands of the killer was something he couldn't have imagined. But now, with all means at his disposal, he had beheaded the killer.

  Song Yuan's dust, killing the life of the Taoist, was all supported by that golden needle. So, at the moment when the life-killing Taoist fell to the ground, Yi Chu sucked out the golden needle from the body of the life-killing Taoist.

  After confirming that the killer had died, Yi Chu's gaze turned to Song Yuandeng. And as he looked at Song Yuandeng, Song Yuandeng's bright eyes also looked back in his direction.

  Song Yuandust's eyes shone brightly, but within that gaze, there was an inexplicable emotion towards Yi Chu, the man who dared to strike her body. This expression wasn't gratitude, nor resentment, and certainly not adoration.

  Looking at Song Yuanchen standing there motionless and speechless, Yi Chu instinctively felt a hint of danger! Thinking of the overwhelming momentum when Song Yuanchen killed Sheng Dao Ren earlier, Yi Chu's heart to kill Song Yuanchen hesitated involuntarily.

  After fumbling through the killer's body for a few times, a red storage bag appeared in Yichu's hand. He didn't even have time to see what was inside the killer's storage bag before shoving it into his chest and walking slowly towards Song Yuandust.

  Song Yuanchen, although fallen to the ground, in the instant that Yi Chu approached, on her jade-like palm, there was also an additional small sword over half a foot long with flashing silver light. The silver light on this small sword was like the starry sky, with killing intent following the flashing silver light, constantly flickering on the treasure sword.

  "Don't come any closer, or we'll both end up dead." Song Yuanchen said coldly, his eyes fixed on Yi Chu as he gritted his teeth.

  Looking at Song Yuandust who was slowly accumulating momentum, Yi Chul smiled coldly and said: "Mutual destruction? Alright, I can accept being destroyed together with a talented disciple of the Taohuamen like you."

  As they spoke, Yi Chu took another step forward, and this step made Song Yuandust's hand holding the sword tremble even more violently!