"The martial arts merchant is indeed dead!" A thought slowly emerged in Xiao Ding's heart.

In the world of martial arts, it is said that the sword belongs to the person and the person dies with the sword.

Warriors value their weapons more than their lives.

Obviously, the martial arts merchant will never kill himself.

Being able to see Leng Yue Dao at this time can only prove that Wu Shang is dead.

As soon as this thought came up, the brilliance of the Lengyue Sword flew past Xiao Ding's neck and cut off Xiao Ding's head.

The force implicit in the Lengyue knife was so great that after Xiao Ding's head was perfectly cut off, the blood flew high before the blood spurted out.

Before Xiao Ding's consciousness completely disappeared, he felt as if he was flying.

Xiao Ding flew over the Blackwood Forest, over the valley outside Dongye City, over the high-rise buildings above Dongye City, and flew towards the inner gate of Wucheng Sect...

Early in the morning, Wu Cheng, the leader of Wucheng Sect, got up early.

As the supreme leader of Wucheng Sect, Wu Cheng is also a powerful seventh-level god.

This strength ranks second in the strength list of Dongye City, second only to the master of Lingtian Sect.

Wu Cheng has the habit of getting up early, which he has developed over the years.

With his identity and status at this level, Wu Cheng can be considered a master.

But this morning, Wu Cheng felt a little palpitated.

This is a feeling that Wu Cheng has never had in the more than ten years since he became the head of the Wucheng Sect.

After palpitations, comes panic.

Wu Cheng felt panicked.

So he got up earlier than before.

After seeing that everything in Wu Chengzong was in order and order, Wu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this feeling of heart palpitations has not disappeared, and has been weighing on Wu Cheng's heart like a stone.

"Did something happen?" Wu Cheng's sixth sense was much more sensitive than ordinary people as he was licking blood from the knife edge.

What's going on?

Just when Wu Cheng couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart, he saw a black spherical object flying quickly in the sky above Wu Chengzong, flying towards him.

"What are you?" Wu Cheng immediately became alert, his seventh-level god-level cultivation level immediately exploded, and a super-powerful defensive aura emerged throughout his body.

Wu Cheng was confident that even a yellow-level magic weapon would not be able to break through his defense at this time.

boom--

Plop!

The black spherical object flew directly over and landed right at Wu Cheng's feet.

Wu Cheng stepped forward out of curiosity and kicked him lightly.

But I saw that the ball-shaped object had rolled a few times, and it also had some long hairs.

"This is... Xiao Ding!?"

Suddenly, Wu Cheng saw that this was a human head, and the owner of the head happened to be Xiao Ding, the head of the Xiao family, the second family of Wucheng sect!

"Master... I... am Qin... Qin Tian..." Xiao Ding lost his body, only his head flew up, but he still retained a little consciousness, and even opened his mouth to say a word, and then closed his eyes.

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"Qin Tian?"

"You said it was Qin Tian who killed you? That good-for-nothing? Qin Xiaolin's son?"

"How is that possible? Wasn't that guy's eight extraordinary meridians blocked more than ten years ago?"

"How could he kill you!?"

Wu Cheng suddenly felt something strange and had a sense of foreboding in his heart, so he shouted quickly.

But Xiao Ding must die, and there will be no answer.

A few kilometers away, Qin Tian gently patted the dust off his body and said to himself calmly: "I said I would leave you a little consciousness, so I won't break my promise."

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