Chapter 439: The Death of Master Diulei? (25/89)

If it is just a straight-line distance from this position to the Wang family villa, it will take less than a quarter of an hour to arrive.

But now, Master Diulei cannot choose this direct route. Considering the cruel nature of the Evil Sword God, he does not want to involve other innocent passers-by. Therefore, he drives the Shengwu Sword and walks on a side road to a sparsely populated area, taking a detour.

However, in this way, the time to reach the Wang family villa will be extended to 40 minutes.

Today, whether he lives or dies... all depends on these 40 minutes.

At this moment, Master Diulei only hopes that no traffic police will stop him... In the state of flying the sword at high speed, he has exceeded the speed limit. Being stopped by the traffic police and deducting points, fined and revoked the driver's license is a small matter, but if the Evil Sword God intervenes, more innocent people will suffer.

The Evil Sword God never took any action. The purple evil light in his pupils lit up. He named this move "One Eye Looking at the End of the World", which is also one of the moves of Ziji Demon Eye.

Back then, after killing his master, his second stop was to go to the Tang Sect, where he had a good relationship with his master. He found Tang Shijiu, the current 19th generation head disciple of the Tang Sect, and took off the pair of purple magic pupils and installed them in his eyes like replacing beauty contact lenses.

With this pair of magic pupils in hand, combined with the pupil technique of "looking at the end of the world with one eye", his eyes can track a very far distance.

"Want to go to a place with fewer people? Good idea. Unfortunately, it's useless." The Evil Sword God sneered in his heart. He stood in place, put one hand behind his back, waved his hand and slashed a sword in the void.

"Interesting guy, but in my eyes, he is still just a miscellaneous cultivator..."

The space rift opened, he calculated the escape route of Master Diulei, and disappeared into the rift in one step.

Master Diulei was flying in the air and suddenly felt nervous. He thought he had escaped far enough, but the pressure from the Evil Sword God never disappeared.

He could feel as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind...

Must hold on! Get to where your brother is!

Master Diulei gritted his teeth, turned around and threw several black grenades in a row. He chanted the spell: "Enhanced version of thunder!" In just a moment, a burst of explosions sounded, and in an instant, the sky was filled with smoke and fog!

Boom boom boom...

This enhanced version of thunder is deafening, and the fog it emits is also unusual. There is a fog that can blind people for a short time!

When the evil sword god penetrated the void and tore open the space crack to walk out, he immediately found himself wrapped in fog.

"Thunder?" The evil sword god snorted coldly, and he didn't see any big movements. The purple Ji magic pupil started to work again, and he roared wildly: "Young man! It's just a blinding fog, what can it do to me?"

"What can I do..."

"What can I do..."

"What..."

The next moment, two rays of light from the purple Ji magic pupil were released like a dragon! Directly penetrated the fog!

Whoosh! Two sounds! The demon dragon released from Zi Ji's demon pupil rushed through the fog and dispersed the smoke.

When Master Diulei saw this scene, he was shocked. His Thunderbolt was an ancestral hidden weapon. His ancestor's godfather was the heir of the Tang Sect, and he had specially improved the Thunderbolt! Ordinary Thunderbolts are enough to fight against real people, but now this enhanced version of Thunderbolt can even delay the pursuit of the real immortal. At least it can slow down for a while and delay time!

He has used up all the remaining four enhanced Thunderbolts on his body!

However, the Evil Sword God was able to handle it so easily and directly ignored the fog.

Combined with the tricky sword power... Master Diulei judged that the comprehensive combat power of the Evil Sword God has surpassed the real immortal! I'm afraid it has infinitely approached the level of the Immortal Lord!

Master Diulei was sweating profusely while escaping.

He sighed in his heart and felt a little desperate.

Is this... the feeling of despair of the extremely evil hexagram?

Indeed, since ancient times, he seemed to have never heard of a case where a person who was calculated to have an extremely evil hexagram successfully escaped.

The young man in white shirt stopped escaping and looked in the direction of the Wang family's villa.

At the moment, there was still a full half of the distance to the Wang family villa... It was definitely too late to escape!

The Evil Sword God behind him had already caught up. He pointed his sword at Master Diulei and sneered: "Miscellaneous cultivator! Have you given up?"

In the void, Master Diulei turned around, his body trembling uncontrollably. The gap in realm was too big! Anyone would not be able to bear it!

Now, he can stand in this void without falling, which is entirely due to the autumn clothes and trousers set on his body.

Otherwise, he would not have the capital to talk to the Evil Sword God on the same plane. If it were someone else at the same realm... Under such a strong spiritual pressure, I am afraid that he would not even be able to straighten his legs.

"I have long heard of the power of Lord Evil Sword God. Today I am willing to admit defeat!" Master Diulei clasped his fists.

"Little junior! It is useless to delay time. No one has ever escaped successfully when I want to kill him..." The Evil Sword God pointed his sword at him, and the evil and domineering sword energy on the sword tip vibrated in the void: "Miscellaneous cultivator! I ask you, what exactly is this set of protective gear you are wearing inside! If you tell the truth, I can let you die a little more comfortably!"

"This person is called Wang Ling." Master Diulei replied: "This set of protective gear on me was made by him... They are not far away. If Senior Evil Sword God is willing to shout and call him out, he will definitely be able to hear it..."

At this point, Lord Throwing Thunder knew that it was impossible for him to escape, but he still held on to the last glimmer of hope: "How about you shout?"

"???"

After being stunned for a moment, the Evil Sword God laughed wildly: "After all, he is just a miscellaneous cultivator, but he betrayed his friend so easily... Don't worry, I will definitely shout!"

He could tell that the Thunder-Throwing Lord was not lying. The Ziji Demonic Eyes could detect subtle expressions on people's faces. If he was lying, he would be able to tell immediately.

He raised his sword and pointed it at True Lord Throwing Thunder: "Don't worry! When I wipe you out, your friend will come down to accompany you soon!"

As he finished speaking, the Evil Sword God raised his hand, and the Sky-Breaking Sword flew out of his hand. With one sword thrust, the surrounding space shattered inch by inch!

finished……

In the last moment of his life, Lord Throwing Thunder felt particularly peaceful in his mind.

Under the fierce sword light, hallucinations appeared in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen Wang Ling...

He couldn't resist it at all. He couldn't even see the shadow of the Sky-Breaking Sword clearly...

The next moment, his whole body was instantly penetrated by the Sky-Breaking Sword, and the power of the sword exploded in his body, turning into a pool of blood mist...

"Tsk! He's just a miscellaneous cultivator after all! He's totally vulnerable!"

The Evil Sword God sneered. He reached out his hand, grabbed the Shengwu Sword, and roared wildly. He directly used the Ten Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission Technique to roar around in the void: "Wang Ling! The miscellaneous cultivator Wang Ling is here. ? ! Come out and die!”

"Come out and die quickly..."

"Come out and die..."

"Come and die..."

However, the echo stopped abruptly!

Because the next moment, the Evil Sword God had already seen the opposite side of the void, and a young man appeared unexpectedly.

Moreover, without saying a word, the young man's figure moved and instantly appeared in front of him, face to face.

The Evil Sword God finally shed a trace of cold sweat... He found that his Ziji Demonic Eyes could not capture it at all!

The Evil Sword God stared at him: "You are just a bastard..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ling slapped him in the face.

The Evil Sword God sneered: "Huh! What a trick!"

He stretched out his arms to resist.

However……

The next moment, the sound of broken arm bones was heard.

This slap hit the Evil Sword God's face accurately.

The Evil Sword God screamed and felt an incredible pain coming from his face. His nose was bleeding, his teeth were shattered, and his eyes were wide open in horror...

It turned into a meteor and was shot into the earth from a height of 10,000 meters by Wang Ling!

Wang Ling's slap made no sense at all...