Nightmare Apostle

Worried that the woman would not die, Yang Xiao cut off the woman's head with more than ten stabs. It was only at this moment that he confirmed that the woman was indeed dead. He did not believe that someone could still live after his head was cut off.

The body without its head suddenly fell to the ground, and a pendant that looked like dead tree bark was exposed from the broken clothes. There is no doubt that this is the protective magic weapon that the woman relied on. It was also because of this thing that she almost escaped death. Let him and Qu Muzhi's entire army be wiped out.

Covering the wound on his abdomen with his hand, Yang Xiao roared and pulled out the fishing rod that had pierced his abdomen. Blood flowed and stained the ground under his feet. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss made Yang Xiao kneel on his heels. After a few moments, his vision went dark and he almost fell down.

With his current strength, he is still too reluctant to fight against the Nether Level Apostle. To be fair, his magic weapon is no worse than that of the Xiu Clan Master, but because his mental strength is not strong enough, he is suppressed everywhere. If he were to fight against the Xiu Clan with an apostle of the same level, Lord, as long as the magical weapon remains unchanged, I can completely suppress her and beat her. I am still too young.

But no matter what, this battle has come to an end. He, Yang Xiao, has won. This is also the first You-level apostle he has personally killed, and he is also the leader of the Xiu Sect among the eight sects of the Yuyuan Sect. This is a good start.

Of course, Qu Muzhi also contributed to this. After this battle, he had a deeper understanding of Captain Qu, who had the name of Ghost Rakshasa. The two helped each other in the hospital, and even more so when they fought against the leader of the Xiu Clan. Sharing life and death, this guy is nice, he looks cold, but he is very loyal.

After the dizziness subsided slightly, Yang Xiao bent down and pulled off the mask of the head of the Xiu Sect. Under the mask was the face of a woman about 40 years old, with frightened eyes and a blank expression. Apparently she also Unexpectedly, he would die in the hands of a powerful apostle.

Throwing away his mask, Yang Xiao shook his head, covered his abdominal wound with one hand, and walked towards Qu Muzhi.

"The master of Xiu Clan is vulnerable to a single blow."

After checking Qu Muzhi's injuries, Yang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was fine, at least he couldn't die for the time being, but he was exhausted and passed out.

Yang Xiao sat next to the unconscious Qu Muzhi, leaning against a broken tree. He tore open the discarded backpack and took out bandages and other things to bandage his wounds to stop the bleeding, because he only had one arm left. Very inconvenient to come.

This battle was not without its brutality. The abdomen was pierced, a left arm was broken, the left leg was also injured, and there were more than a dozen wounds of various sizes on the body. Some of the wounds were already closed. With a little effort, the wounds were healed. Will collapse.

First make sure that he will not die from blood loss, and then Qu Muzhi. After a while, he wraps Qu Muzhi into a rice dumpling. It should be ugly as long as he can save his life. Anyway, he can't dress up no matter how he dresses. You are handsome.

After this battle, Yang Xiao could not confirm who between him and Qu Muzhi had the highest combat power among Rongcheng captains.

But he was convinced that he was the face of the Rongcheng Patrol Department.

Leaning against the tree, Yang Xiao looked at the separated body of the woman from a distance, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he was the winner, otherwise if he had fallen into the hands of the woman based on his appearance, the consequences would have been very disastrous.

Slowly closing his eyes, the only thing he needs to do now is to wait, wait for the mission to end, and usher in the shattering of this world.

"Ka Yi Yi"

"Click, click, click"

Half a minute later, Yang Xiao suddenly heard a breaking sound, like an eggshell being pecked open from the inside out. But when he opened his eyes and looked at the night sky, he found that the world was still dark, the sky was not cracked, and everything was broken. Nothing has changed.

At the same time, the shattering sound continued, and following the sound, Yang Xiao saw a horrifying scene. He saw that Dao Zi No. 22, who had been killed by the leader of the Xiu Clan and had turned into a stone statue, was cracking. Seconds later, the outer stone shell shattered, and a figure emerged in the smoke and dust after the explosion. When the smoke and dust cleared, Dao Zi No. 22 sat there cross-legged, safe and sound.

"Not dead?!" Yang Xiao was shocked.

"Haha, I've finally waited for you...

As a familiar hoarse voice reached his ears, Yang Xiao's scalp instantly became numb, and his hands and feet became cold, as if he had been thrown into an ice cave. This voice... This voice belonged to the man who killed two elders in the academy. murderer!

But...::Why did he appear here?

Is it possible that he is also one of the players?

In a few breaths, Yang Xiao figured it out. This guy was not a player. He just killed the real Dao Zi 22.

No. I just took away his mask. He came here just to kill himself and silence him!

This person is not an idle person, and he knows that he is surrounded by expert guards. If he takes action in the academy, he will only alert others, so he snatches the mask, disguises himself as a contestant, and chases him to kill him in the mission world. This way, even if he dies here, he will be killed outside. People will not think that they were silenced by this person.

If I still have the strength to fight against the leader of the Xiu Clan, then facing this guy, I really have no chance at all. Even in his heyday, this person can defeat two enemies with one in a short time. Killing two college elders shows unfathomable strength.

The leader of the Xiu Clan is far from being a match for this person. He turned into a stone sculpture before and just didn't want to reveal his identity. The mere trick of cheating death can hide it from the eyes of the leader of the Xiu Clan. This is enough to show that this person is far more powerful than the sect leader. above.

A good man never suffers a loss in front of him. Yang Xiao lowered his posture and bowed to the old man who was walking slowly. "Senior, we have no grudges. I also accidentally entered the battlefield before and saw you take action. But I don't know your identity, and I haven't leaked the news to the academy. I don't blame you for not knowing. I hope you can leave me a way out."

The face of "Dao Zi No. 22" who came over could not be seen, but the gray hair on his head could be seen. He was obviously an old monster. "You are right. I don't blame you for not knowing. You are a junior, and I don't want to embarrass you too much."

"Thank you for your tolerance!" Yang Xiao lowered his posture even more.

"You can end it yourself, and move quickly." The old man raised his chin and urged him, with a contemptuous tone as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Senior, is there no other way?" Yang Xiao knew that he had no hope of defeating the enemy, so he could only hope to delay time. At the same time, he also made the worst plan, secretly took out the soul-catching mirror, and planned to hide in the mirror world at any time.

Unexpectedly, this little trick could not be hidden from the old man's eyes. He snorted coldly, "I gave you a chance. Since you don't know how to raise your head, don't blame me for bullying the weak. Today, you must die."

"Wait!" Yang Xiao shouted to stop, "Senior, I think I am unlucky to meet you, but I hope you can let me die with understanding."

Facing this junior who escaped from his hands last time, the old man also showed rare patience, nodded slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are also good among your peers. If someone gives you some pointers, it will not be difficult to become a ghost level in the future. I don't want to do things that oppress the younger generation. Today I feel guilty. That's it. Ask, I can answer you three questions."

"Who are you?" Yang Xiao asked.

The old man shook his head, "I can't say."

"Hiss--Yang Xiao took a deep breath, slowed down his speech, and asked the second question: "When you killed the two elders Liu and Yu, you said that the Confucian Academy would be eliminated from the world in a month at most. Why is that?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled grimly and stepped on the ground with his toes, "Because a great ghost was raised here. It was almost the same as what Yang Xiao thought. Sure enough, the old man planned to use the Taoist ghost to destroy the Confucian Academy.

Of course, just one ghost may not be enough. There must be other arrangements here, but the old man will definitely not tell me about these.

"There is one last question." The old man put his hands behind his back, his voice was indifferent, and he was full of the demeanor of a master.

This is very confident in his own strength.

Seeing Yang Xiao hesitate to speak, the old man sneered, "Do you still want to delay time?"

"One last question." Yang Xiao raised his head neither humbly nor arrogantly, "You once told Elders Liu and Yu that destroying the Rulin Academy is the price you pay for your mistakes. What does this sentence mean?"

The old man, who had always been quite magnanimous, became visibly excited after hearing this. "That was their ugly deed. They actually disregarded the moral code of the martial arts world and set up a trick to trick the dean of my Yiling Academy here and arranged for experts to kill him on the way back. He They deserve to die! The people of Rulin Academy are all hypocrites, and they all deserve to be killed! ! "

"Are you from Yiling Academy?"

Yang Xiao had heard of this name. There are three famous upper three academies, namely Rulin Academy, Lingxi Academy, and Yiling Academy. The three academies occupy different corners of the world, and there is no distinction between the superior and the inferior, because each has different focuses and strengths. Rulin Academy is famous for its mastery of the Yin-Yang secret arts in the mission, Lingxi Academy focuses on the cultivation of the apostles' spiritual power, and as for Yiling Academy, it is famous for the identification and appraisal of magic tools.

This news really surprised Yang Xiao. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually from Yiling Academy, and judging from his strength, this person's level in Yiling Academy must be not low. He was unfortunately involved in the feud between the two academies.

"Okay, the time has come, you should be on your way." The old man waved his hand impatiently, signaling Yang Xiao to end it quickly.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, Yang Xiao did not make any move to commit suicide. On the contrary, Yang Xiao held a kitchen knife and stood guard against the old man.

"Interesting, you are not giving up, do you want to test me?" The old man suddenly laughed, "I am not that useless woman, have you really thought it through?"

"Please teach me, senior!" One's own life must be controlled by oneself, and Yang Xiao would not do such a thing as being forced to commit suicide.

"Not bad, you have courage, but it's a pity." After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, and the yellow cloth in his sleeve flashed. The next second, several spots of light flashed, and a strong sense of crisis came over him. It was a very thin silver line that cut towards him diagonally. The speed was so fast that Yang Xiao could only barely see it with his eyes. It was a foolish dream to want to avoid it.

He had seen similar moves before, when the old man fought against the two elders Liu and Yu, but the momentum was much greater than that against himself. At that time, the yellow cloth was thrown out, and countless light spots shot out from the cloth, like a large inverted net, blocking the surrounding space, and the final result was that the two elders were killed in the net, and their bodies were shattered.

The ability of the soul-catching mirror was already very fast, but it was still half a beat slower than the speed of the silver wire cutting.

This was not Yang Xiao's problem, but under the threat of this power, Yang Xiao's remaining mental power was also greatly suppressed. In front of Yang Xiao, the old man was like an insurmountable mountain, and at this moment, only death was waiting for him.

His road... ended here.

But when the silver line was only 3 or 4 meters away from him, Yang Xiao suddenly heard a crisp sound, as if... the sound of a string breaking.

And the next second, the silver line that was attacking him disappeared, and even the oppressive force was dissolved invisibly.

The old man was more shocked than Yang Xiao. He took a step back and looked at the position in front of Yang Xiao with fear in his eyes, "Who, who is there?!"