Sixteen Evils Under

  [======????=====]????????????????????“Zhōnghuá Xuānyuán Quán Pò!” Like a beast breaking free from its cage, or a brave warrior tearing apart his shackles, Jing Ke stretched out his four limbs, let out a loud roar and opened his eyes. In an instant, the dark purple light around him dissipated, and the purple glow intensified. The purple light arrow that burst forth shot straight into the sky.

  In the transparent light circle, a purple-shirted Jing Ke appeared: a purple robe, wearing double-layered long sleeves, with a purple armor outside, and purple trousers below, with square-mouthed, pointed-toe boots on his feet, and a deep purple crown on his head, with only a yellow ribbon tied under his chin, in an eight-character knot, with a sword hanging from his waist.

  "He's awake......" Gong Sun shouted, "Two old demons, don't be stingy with your powers and energy anymore, if we don't kill him, we will definitely die!"

  "Life or Death, Dawn Flower Sword!" Forcing his strength to its peak, Tian Kaijiang finally pulled out his "Silkworm Sword" from the light sphere. He then leapt up and shouted, "Falling flowers sink in sorrow, flowing water cuts off all emotions..." The sword flower bloomed instantly with the incantation, like autumn wind blowing through falling leaves, or a dense net woven for fish to swim through. Almost no space was left untouched by the sword rain, nor any corner where even an ant could hide from the sword flower.

  This is the ultimate and final move of "Silkworm Sword", either I perish or the enemy perishes!

  But unfortunately he met Jing Ke, the god of assassination.

  Even if it's a heaven and earth net, even with the strongest combat power, in the face of an even stronger energy, there is only one outcome: collapse. But all that can be seen is Jing Ke's upper body quickly turning to the left, his lower body bending down, his two hands pulling down fiercely, his two legs straightening out, his hips rising up, and his two fists placed on the left side of his body. And his two palms have already accumulated a slow, purple light, like fire, like lightning.

  "The Zhonghua Xuan Yuan Fist submits the four seas!" Along with a loud roar, Jing Ke made his move, and with a single swing of his hand as he retreated and turned around, countless purple lightning bolts containing energy shot out. Each one was swift like a gust of wind; each one was also heavy like thunder.

  Just as he was about to break through the halo of light surrounding his body, Tian Kai's face lit up with joy, but he was immediately shocked by what happened next: What was that? Tens of thousands of beams of light, like a stormy rain, shot towards him. Unaware of its depth, he quickly shook his sword in an attempt to block a strand of purple light to test its temperature.

  "Ahh..." A miserable cry, and the "Silkworm Sword" was repelled as soon as it touched the purple light beam. Tian Kaijiang couldn't hold on to it at all, not only did he drop his sword, but he was also pierced through the abdomen by the unavoidable light beam, crying out in agony as he spat blood and flew backward.

  "What is this thing, open it for me!" A strange cry came from thin air: "Can you still see me when I'm hiding? Ah……" Then, a figure shot out and appeared, it was Gu Yanzu who had used his killer move to hide, but now his hands and feet were all hit by the purple light, blood drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air as he fell. The "Blood Blade" that drank blood without limit also fell to one side.

  There's no worst, only worse. Perhaps that's what Gong Sun Jie meant by "Hand of the Tiger". The "Thunder Fist" was originally a technique that relied on one's own profound strength and precise killing skills to take lives, but now, without any obstruction, the left hand that had been roasted in the light sphere, with its skin cracked and flesh bursting open, was actually entwined by two purple beams of light that resembled divine dragons.

  "Old ghost, come and help me... my hand... ah..." How does it feel to see your own arm being torn away by something unknown? You can ask Gong Sun later. Looking at him again, he had already fainted on the ground, while his "free" arm was still being tossed back and forth in mid-air by two rays of light.

  Look again at Jing Ke, the light on his body has dissipated, but his purple attire is particularly dazzling in the dawn. He lands lightly, with no joy, anger, sorrow or pleasure in his eyes, or perhaps a hint of thought, revealing only one thing: kill!

  "Little one, what is your true identity? You're not Jing Ke!" Covering his own heavily injured wound, Gu Yanzu stared fixedly at the harbinger of death approaching him and asked: "Why do you possess the 'Sacred Purple Light' data universe power? Who are you? Don't you know that our family's master is actually Ge... Ah..."

  Before he could finish speaking, his life was already exhausted. Just as he was about to say that they were their masters, a low and stern curse was heard: "Fool, what's the point of keeping you?", followed by a flash of light as fast as lightning, piercing through Gu Yanzu's forehead, and the ground behind him was instantly blasted into a huge pit.

  "Who is it? Where are you going?" Jing Ke hastily turned around, and in the direction of the light beam, a person was standing quietly, a familiar face, a familiar face that Jing Ke had just seen yesterday - Feng Xinzi.

  "So it was you, what kind of person are you?"

  "I am nobody you need to know, I'm just a spectator who's been following you to see the excitement!" Feng Xinzhi sneered, slowly walking up to Gong Sunjie's unconscious body. He looked down and said: "Originally, I wanted those old useless things to come and drag your legs, so I could have some fun too... but I didn't expect you to exceed my expectations, hehe..." As he spoke, his hands began to gather the same purple glow as Jing Ke's.

  "Hmm..." He raised it, and his center shifted back. Jing Ke also made preparations for battle, with a faint purple glow appearing on his body.

  "No, no, no, no, Jing Ke brothers don't misunderstand, I am the one appointed by my master, even if it's these old guys, I just called them to accompany you and relieve your boredom, didn't say I wanted to hurt you." He lowered his head, looking at Gong Sun Jie on the ground, spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the poor old man's face, saying: "Unfortunately, they don't even have the qualifications to be exciting, haha, so keeping them is just garbage..." His face suddenly changed again, and another purple light shot down, Gu Yanzi didn't even hum, it was liberation.

  "Y...". Jing Ke was shocked: What kind of person is this? Why be so cruel to his own subordinates?

  "You little scamp, when I was making a name for myself, your grandfather was still drinking milk! The only surviving Tian Kaijiang cursed loudly: "You actually dared to do such a rebellious thing! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

  "Is it disobedience? Is killing a dog considered disobedience?" Feng Xinzi heard this and laughed, saying: "I've long heard that you, Tian Kaijiang, are quite skilled with your sword. I've been wanting to exchange blows with you, but looking at you now, you're nothing but a sorry state... You might as well go die!" His voice suddenly became low and heavy, and with a wave of his right hand, another purple light shot out. Tian Kaijiang on the ground could only watch as the deadly light flew towards him, gritting his teeth in anger. If he could, he would devour Feng Xinzi alive...

  A purple shadow, a purple light beam. Jing Ke made his move. He suddenly leapt to the front of Tian Kaijiang with lightning speed, his foot stepping forward and forming a bow step, his left hand transforming into an eight-character palm that twisted and pulled at his waist, waiting for the light beam to strike, then fiercely striking it to one side.

  "Boom", another elm tree was knocked down by the force of the tornado.

  "Oh, heh heh, Jing Ke's skills are indeed impressive!" Feng Xinzi smiled slightly, taking small steps to the side: "There's still some time left, why don't I, Feng Xinzi, keep you company and exchange a few moves?"

  "You designed me yesterday, I didn't expect to meet again so soon, and I just happen to have a question to ask you for advice." Jing Ke adjusted his clothes and asked sternly: "Was the Hu family village a good deed done by you?"

  "Haha, Hu's village? Wasn't it just Jing Ke who killed everyone by himself? I was just about to praise you, brother, for being able to kill so many innocent people all by yourself, really impressive!"

  "Don't even think about putting this bill on me! I'll settle with you right now, and don't worry, I'll get to the bottom of it!" With that, he slowly drew out the sword at his waist.

  "Jing Ke, you're just a child! You really don't know your own strength!" Tian Kaijiang on the ground couldn't help but bitterly smile: "Do you know that the gap between each level in the data universe is like heaven and earth? With your initial Saintly Light Purple Glow, how could you be a match for that beast?! If you have the energy, why not just escape with your life?"

  What does it mean? Jing Ke furrowed his brow and gazed out at the fields, not looking like a liar. He was watching the wind vane, already not taking himself seriously, strolling with his hands behind his back.

  "Come on, Jing Ke brothers, let me try your strength!" was provocative and disdainful: "Let's see how much power the master has chosen for you!"

  "Damn it, I..." Just as he was about to make a move, his eyes lost their target amidst the questioning "oh"s: in an instant, Feng Xinzhi's sinister laughter still lingered, but the person had already vanished into thin air.

  "Where is he?" Looking around, Jing Ke held his breath and was on high alert, but still couldn't find any trace of him.

  "Are you looking for me?" A scornful laugh sounded from the left, Jing Ke hastily changed his left fist to an eight-character palm and blocked the direction of the sound with a grab. His right fist was retracted at his waist, ready to strike again. But... where is the person?

  "Jing Ke's brother, I'm over here!" The voice came from the right side again.

  "What?" Suddenly turning around, he saw that Feng Xunzi was right next to him, almost without any distance. One strike, using his head, Jing Ke's eyes were still staring at him in shock, but his body had already been knocked flying out.

  The terrifying thing was that Feng Xinzi, who had been staring at him all along, disappeared again in a flash just as Jing Ke was about to land.

  "Brother, I'm behind you!" Just as he landed, another fierce blow hit him, and Jing Ke's hands flew open, bouncing back.

  "How can you be so weak?" was the maniacal laughter, as Feng Xinzhu appeared where Jing Ke was about to crash, standing with his hands behind his back and laughing loudly.

  "Go die!" Enraged, his entire body was once again enveloped in a purple flame, Jing Ke's two hands stretched out, each gathering a purple beam of light...

  "What?" Eyes widened in incredulity, staring at the wind chime that had suddenly moved from a few meters away to right in front of him, its two fists clenched together, with flames burning like a nightmare devouring life.

  "Explode! Violet Dragon's Breath!" With a loud shout, the flames guided by Jing Ke's hands finally burst open.

  "Ah~~~" With a cry, he had no choice but to change direction and fly out again.

  This came and went three times in a row, Jing Ke didn't even have half a chance to fight back, just like a mouse being played with by an old cat, he was tossed around like a sandbag used for practicing martial arts...

  The clothes have been blown into rags and are still burning, blood is gushing out and it's still going on...

  "Huh?" He finally stopped, and Feng Xin'er turned her head to listen carefully: "Finally caught up, it's really slow..." She chuckled and looked at the unconscious Jing Ke on the ground, who had been played with until he was almost dead. She smiled and said, "The game has just begun, don't get killed so easily!"

  "You... Feng Xinzi, you killed Gu Yanzu and Gong Sun Jie. I wonder how you will explain this to your master when you return?" On the ground, Tian Kaijiang struggled to prop himself up, swaying unsteadily as he stood up.

  "Do you agree that you have been killed by Jing Ke, old ghost?"

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