C66 Revenge

Meng Yunxiao's body tensed up, and he slashed out with his sword with irresistible force.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon parried with his sword, but he was forced back half a step. He immediately thrust his palm towards Meng Yunxiao's face.

Meng Yunxiao's first attack failed. He immediately drew his sword and turned around, dodging the attack. Then, his sword broke and went straight for Holy Ruler Bright Moon's heart.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon didn't want to be outdone. He swung his curved blade and blocked the attack.

The scene was in a stalemate. They kept fighting back and forth, not willing to give in at all. They did not dare to be careless at all.

Ye Xiaotian frowned. Judging from the current situation, it would be hard to tell who would win or lose in a short period of time. However, he was afraid that something unexpected would happen in the long run.

However, Meng Yunxiao had already made up his mind. He could not stop him, so he could only wait and see.

Soon, both of their bodies were covered with wounds. However, their strength did not decrease at all, nor did they show any signs of fatigue. It seemed that this Redcloud Heart Sutra was really magical.

The two of them exchanged another move. The sword and the saber separated as soon as they touched each other, but they still burst out with a powerful force.

This so-called mountain of corpses and sea of blood really belonged to Guichen, who had returned to the earth.

"You are still far from it!" Both of them were forced back by the force of the attack. Holy Ruler Bright Moon suddenly shouted out loudly and struck out with his Blood Refining Palm. This time, the color of his palm became even thicker, as if it was sticky blood.

Meng Yunxiao couldn't dodge in time, and the force of the palm hit his body. "Puff!" He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying three meters away.

"Hahaha, hahaha, it's me who won, it's me who won!" A crazed expression appeared on Holy Ruler Bright Moon's face, but it was immediately replaced by a painful expression. He even spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Meng Yunxiao fell to the ground, causing dust to rise up. He looked extremely pathetic.

However, his expression didn't change. There was no emotion in his eyes. He just looked at the person he wanted to kill, Holy Ruler Bright Moon.

He had already been hit by the Blood Refining Palm. It was all because of the Cold Wind Technique passed down by his master that he was able to suppress the hidden force of the Blood Refining Palm. This palm had even ignited the hidden force that he had previously suppressed. Both of his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was scarlet red, as if he was going to bleed.

However, he could no longer sit down and treat his injuries like last time. He had entered a very strange realm, the true realm of sword manipulation.

There were many people in the Pugilistic World who were not good enough, but they were all doomed by the sword movement. They were only sword slaves, people who were controlled by the sword. After reaching a certain realm, they would stop being controlled by their heart and would no longer be tied to their moves. Only then could they truly be considered to be using the sword.

He could not miss this opportunity, and he had to finish the revenge of his family. He would not let others do it, even if he died in the underworld.

He stood up and walked towards Holy Ruler Bright Moon step by step with his sword trembling in his hand.

His steps were unsteady and his breathing was disordered. Every step he took made his body sway left and right, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon's situation was also extremely bad. He had never thought that this person would become so powerful. He had actually forced him to use the Blood Refining Palm with all his strength. At first, he had planned to use this person as a bargaining chip to exchange for his life, but who knew that he would almost lose his life.

He naturally knew the hidden danger of using the Blood Refining Palm with all his might. The pain of the blood devouring was heart-wrenching. Every time he experienced it, he would feel a little despair. Coupled with the fact that he had suffered a serious injury previously, he did not hesitate to use the Blood Evil Qi to trigger the inner energy of the Blood Refining Palm in his body to suffer a backlash. He was already at the end of his rope.

Looking at Meng Yunxiao who was slowly approaching, he was incomparably terrified in his heart. The injuries of the person in front of him were definitely heavier than his, but why was he still able to stand up?! Why was he still able to hold his sword? Why did he still want to kill him?

Looking at Meng Yunxiao who had raised his sword, Holy Ruler Bright Moon's face revealed a frightened expression. At this moment, his entire body felt like it was being roasted. He felt as if his blood was boiling, as if it was going to explode at any moment. He had already lost the will to resist.

"Junior brother, please let me go, okay? I know I was wrong. I know my mistake. I am a beast, I am worse than a pig or a dog. Junior brother, if you let me go, I will definitely turn over a new leaf and live a new life. I swear, I swear. " At this moment, Holy Ruler Bright Moon no longer had the high and mighty attitude. He rolled on the ground and continuously slapped himself. His face was covered in blood.

Meng Yunxiao looked at the high and mighty Holy Ruler Bright Moon, who regarded human life as nothing but grass, and remembered what he had said. What he had done was only to be forced to this extent step by step. His master had also said that he would let go of the knife and become Buddha. The sea of bitterness would turn back to the shore.

But his master, the death of his fellow disciples had made him furious, and his killing intent had been determined.

It was during this moment of hesitation that Holy Ruler Bright Moon threw out an iron lotus from his bosom. When it landed on the ground, it immediately exploded.

Countless flower petals shot out. Ye Xiaotian had no time to block them for Meng Yunxiao. He could only shoot down the flower petals that were flying towards him.

"Even if I die, I will drag one of them down with me!" Holy Ruler Bright Moon kept twitching, but there was still a hideous smile on his face.

Dozens of iron lotus petals embedded into Meng Yunxiao's body. Every one of them was completely embedded, leaving only a little bit of cold light.

"Hehe, this iron lotus doesn't taste good, does it? Cough cough. " Holy Ruler Bright Moon spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

"It's not an injustice for me to die in Ye Liuhsing's hands. " Holy Ruler Bright Moon looked at Ye Xiaotian and laughed. From the bottom of his heart, he already thought that Meng Yunxiao was dead.

But reality always disappointed him. Meng Yunxiao, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly moved his fingers. He slowly grabbed the sword beside him and tried to raise his head. He looked at Holy Ruler Bright Moon and spoke weakly. "If I don't kill you, I won't have the face to see my brothers and masters in the underworld. "

He moved his body bit by bit. Ye Xiaotian wanted to help him up, but he still moved his body with determination and approached Holy Ruler Bright Moon bit by bit.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon's face changed dramatically, "Impossible, impossible, impossible!" His eyes were full of fear. He would never believe that someone could stand up after suffering such a serious injury. He would never believe that the person in front of him was really a person. In his eyes, Meng Yunxiao was already a devil, a devil that could take his life.

Both of them fell to the ground and lost the strength to stand up. Originally, both of them were evenly matched, but Holy Ruler Bright Moon was scared out of his wits by Meng Yunxiao. There was no thought of fighting to the death in his mind.

The more scheming a person was, the less righteous he would be. The less righteous a person was, the more death would be their eternal nightmare.

Originally, Meng Yunxiao's injuries were even more severe, but his obsession for revenge had been supporting him. Even if his life was burnt away, even if all the meridians in his body were to be destroyed. . . This obsession would still push him forward, and crawl over when his legs were broken. If his hands were gone, he would use his mouth to bite. If a person died, he would become a ghost that would not disperse until he died.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon wanted to protect his own life, so he naturally wouldn't think of a way to destroy everything. Or rather, he didn't have the idea of destroying everything.

Meng Yunxiao's eyes were fixed on Holy Ruler Bright Moon. Holy Ruler Bright Moon kept crawling away from Meng Yunxiao. His hair was messy, his eyes were unfocused, and his body couldn't help twitching.

Meng Yunxiao quickly climbed to Holy Ruler Bright Moon's side and looked at him. "Master, have a good journey!"

He tried to lift his hands, but his hands were as heavy as thousands of kilograms, and he couldn't lift them at all.

Holy Ruler Bright Moon saw this and immediately started to climb with difficulty. Meng Yunxiao opened his mouth and bit his leg. Blood immediately oozed out. Holy Ruler Bright Moon also screamed in pain.

"Ha!" Meng Yunxiao shouted and lifted his arm. He held the sword and stabbed it into Holy Ruler Bright Moon's back. It went from his back to his chest and into the ground. Meng Yunxiao also let go of his hand and fell to the ground.

Even when Holy Ruler Bright Moon died, his face was still filled with fear, but Meng Yunxiao was crying from the corner of his eyes.