As soon as the Sword Qi river appeared, it swept across the sky and the earth, sweeping away everything in its path.
It looked like the Milky Way was hanging upside down and flowing down rapidly.
Wherever it passed, the Sword Qi plowed out ravines.
Even the few remaining Pugilistic World cultivators were swept up and crushed into minced meat in an instant.
However, Wan Jingchuan couldn't care less about this.
As long as he could kill Wang Ye, he would have nothing to worry about in this world.
Ha …
Haha …
Hahaha …
Seeing Wang Ye being swallowed by the Sword Qi, Wan Jingchuan laughed dryly.
Then, he laughed out loud.
His laughter spread out and was extremely ear-piercing in the night sky.
After laughing wildly, he looked up.
Looking at the boundless sword qi rushing out, he said, "Saint?"
"You're just an idiot who only knows how to use force."
"No matter how strong you are, the injury from the Orthodox Dao's encirclement is your fatal weakness."
"I've been waiting for this opportunity to take your life."
"In this Pugilistic World, the most important thing is still the brain."
"That's how I poisoned Shen Lingshuang to death."
Buzz!
Before Wan Jingchuan could finish his words, a gust of wind spread out.
As soon as the gust of wind came out, the Sword Qi was like snow meeting the scorching sun and instantly melted away.
It only took an instant for it to dissipate completely.
There was no trace left behind.
What?!
Seeing this, Wan Jingchuan's expression changed drastically.
He never dreamed that such a thing would happen in front of him.
However, just as he was extremely shocked, a powerful force broke through the air and blasted his abdomen.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Wan Jingchuan spat out a mouthful of blood.
His entire body flew out and landed heavily on the ground.
At this moment, he looked up again.
He saw Wang Ye standing on the same spot and looking at him with a cold smile.
"This, this is …"
Seeing this, Wan Jingchuan said, "The supreme technique of the Demonic Sect."
"Cool Wind Qi, Return to Nothingness?!"
"You've actually mastered it?"
As he spoke, Wan Jingchuan slowly got up from the ground.
Shock was written all over his face.
He had never expected this.
Wang Ye had actually succeeded in cultivating the divine skill that even the previous Cult Masters of the Devil Cult couldn't cultivate!
"Wan Jingchuan …"
Upon hearing Wan Jingchuan's words, Wang Ye said coldly, "You're not the only one who has improved over the years!"
"Also, did you just mention my wife's name?"
"Are you worthy?!"
Whoosh!
Following Wang Ye's growl, two tiny blood swords shot through the air.
It directly hit Wan Jingchuan's legs.
Ah!
A mournful wail could be heard.
Wan Jingchuan's legs were instantly pierced by the blood sword, leaving two bloody holes.
His legs went soft and he knelt in front of Wang Ye.
"No, impossible …"
Looking at Wang Ye in front of him, Wan Jingchuan said, "If you can master the Clear Wind Demonic Art, even if you can't defeat the alliance of the orthodox sects, you will be invincible!"
"How could you be injured and defeated, causing the Demonic Sect to fall apart?!"
"Idiot, idiot …"
Upon hearing Wan Jingchuan's words, Wang Ye revealed an evil smile.
He lowered his voice and said, "To think that you're the military advisor of the Jade Drop Sect. How could you be so stupid!"
"Back then, I was tired of the life in the Demonic Sect and faked my death as an excuse to escape …"
"If I use my full strength, do you really think that the orthodox sects are my match?!"
！！！
Upon hearing this, Wan Jingchuan's eyes widened.
He looked at Wang Ye in horror, his face full of disbelief!
Back then, Wang Ye merely faked his death to escape!?
If he uses his full strength, the orthodox sects are no match for him!
Upon hearing this, Wan Jingchuan's heart trembled as if he was struck by lightning.
The reason why he dared to expose his identity so arrogantly was because he knew that Wang Ye had died in the encirclement of the orthodox sects!
After Wang Ye appeared, he chose to fight instead of running away.
He also knew that even if Wang Ye was still alive, he must have been severely injured. Otherwise, he would definitely revive the Demonic Sect!
However, he had never imagined that he was wrong about all of this!
And he was so wrong!
The collapse of the Demonic Sect …
It was all because Wang Ye was tired of the Demonic Sect!
He thought that everything was within his calculations, but he didn't expect that everything was wrong from the start!
This was what they meant by being too smart for his own good!
The more he thought about it, the more fear he felt.
His body couldn't help but tremble.
"Back then, the Jade Drop Sect and my Saint Sect had some grudges …"
Looking at Wan Jingchuan's trembling face, Wang Ye said coldly, "But it's not to the extent where we won't stop until one of us is dead …"
"I've held back a few times and didn't kill you …"
"I'm just giving you a chance …"
"I didn't expect that you couldn't defeat me and actually attacked my beloved wife. You deserve to die!"
After saying that, Wang Ye moved his sword finger.
A small blood sword pierced through the air and blasted a bloody hole in Wan Jingchuan's arm!
Ah!
In an instant, a mournful wail resounded!
It was extremely ear-piercing in the night sky!
"What a nice wail …"
Looking at the wailing Wan Jingchuan kneeling on the ground, Wang Ye heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked up at the inky sky and said slowly, "When you fell off the cliff back then, I regretted letting you die so easily …"
"I didn't expect that not only did you not die, you actually appeared in front of me again …"
"This is really … Cang!
Heaven!
Have!
Eye! "
After saying that, Wang Ye moved his sword finger again.
Another small blood sword pierced through the air and pierced through Wan Jingchuan's other arm!
Ah!
In an instant, another mournful wail resounded!
His legs and arms were pierced through by the blood sword, and his meridians were also destroyed.
Waves of heart-wrenching pain surged through his limbs.
At this moment, Wan Jingchuan knelt on the ground and looked at Wang Ye, his body trembling violently.
He used all his strength to lean forward, and his head hit the ground heavily. He trembled as he said, "Saint, Saint, please spare my life …"
"Your wife has passed away, and there is no way to bring her back …"
"Saint, if you spare my life, I am willing to give you all the wealth that I have accumulated over the years to clean your wife's grave to atone for my sins …"
Before Wan Jingchuan could finish his words, Wang Ye suddenly kicked his face.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Wan Jingchuan's body flew backward and crashed into a wall.
This huge force shook his organs, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Waves of heart-wrenching pain surged through his body.
"Clean my wife's grave, do you think you are worthy?"
Looking at Wan Jingchuan who was lying on the ground, Wang Ye slowly walked over: "It's a great insult to hear her name from your mouth!"
After saying that, Wang Ye stepped on Wan Jingchuan's head.
Suddenly, a wave of pressure surged through him, as if it was going to crush his head.
"Saint, please spare my life!"
With Wang Ye stepping on his head, Wan Jingchuan was still begging for mercy. "Saint, please give me a chance …"
"I am willing to be your slave to repay you, Saint!"
As he spoke, Wan Jingchuan's face was filled with fear.
Even his words were laced with a strong sense of fear.
Looking at Wan Jingchuan's fearful expression, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
"Give you a chance?"
However, he changed the topic and continued, "It is not impossible …"