Fantasy: Life script, plundering opportunities to become emperor

: Strong killing, refining the soul

It’s not over yet, don’t forget to cross the sky and attack directly from behind Shui Yichen.

There was a popping sound.

At this time, Shui Yichen was punched by Xu Chuan. His body was cracked and blood splattered everywhere.

And that knife directly opened a big hole in his chest.

Even Shui Yichen, who was blessed with the power of the stars, could not bear such a horrific injury.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Yang Sheng’s soul, which was suppressed in his body, felt his heart bleed when he saw such a scene.

At the same time, I also saw Xu Chuan’s true strength.

If it weren’t for Shui Yichen, the gap between the two would be like a chasm.

He regretted why he wanted to provoke Xu Chuan, the god of death.

It’s simply overestimating one’s abilities.

If he had to choose again, he would definitely not provoke Xu Chuan again.

From now on, hide as far away as possible.

Where there is Xu Chuan, there is no Yang Sheng.

However.

There is no regret medicine in the world.

Not even if he is the protagonist of Destiny!

Looking at the power of the stars, Shui Yichen was still no match for Xu Chuan.

Under the aura of despair and death, he even began to blame Shui Yichen.

After all, he is a half-emperor strong man. Even if he only has a remnant soul, he should not be able to defeat a warrior who only has the Nirvana realm!

Even if this Nirvana state is far beyond ordinary people.

But this is the fact, and no one can change it.

This punch and knife directly shattered the power of the stars that Shui Yichen had channeled, and the powerful aura receded instantly.

After losing this power, the sequelae of the power of the stars struck.

Yang Sheng’s physical body began to age rapidly, and the essence of life seemed to be taken away by the power of the stars.

“How could this be?”

Shui Yichen couldn’t help but roar.

“How could it be so powerful!”

He couldn’t accept it!

In this battle, he was completely defeated!

Even if he tried his best and tried all his methods, he was still no match for Xu Chuan.

even!

From beginning to end, Xu Chuan only suffered some minor injuries, not at all.

Shui Yichen slowly landed on the ground.

With the decay of the body.

Even if he has great abilities, he can no longer use them.

He could only lie on the ground and quietly look at Xu Chuan, who was like the sun rising across the sky.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

Perhaps, the outcome was already doomed from the beginning!

The person who can be recognized by the Golden Ancient Palace is not someone he can resist at all, nor can he be an ordinary person!

However, after all, it was the trace of luck in my heart that was causing trouble.

But fate was never on his side.

Therefore, he lost.

He was defeated by a warrior in the Nirvana realm.

At this time, he had given up resistance.

“You win…”

He spoke slowly, his hoarse voice becoming weaker and weaker!

Xu Chuan’s last punch and sword not only caused great damage to Yang Sheng’s physical body, but also caused severe damage to his soul.

It was a remnant soul that was still lingering, and coupled with the consumption of successive battles, it was now injured by Xu Chuan.

At this time, he was at the end of his strength.

As Yang Sheng’s body shattered into ashes and slowly dissipated in the air, Shui Yichen’s soul also appeared.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress Yang Sheng’s spirit.

The two souls were just exposed to the air.

“Impossible, impossible!”

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“None of this is true, tell me, none of this is true!”

Yang Sheng looked at this scene blankly and murmured.

He wanted to tell himself that none of this was true.

But the pain caused by the demonic energy burning his soul clearly told him that everything was just like what he saw with his eyes.

Zheng!

The sword in Xu Chuan’s hand emitted a glimmer of light, instantly piercing Yang Sheng’s soul and pinning him to the ground.

“Ah!”

The severe pain made him cry out, which echoed throughout the world.

“Senior Brother Xu, Holy Son Xu!”

“Let me go, let me go!”

The pain woke him up, and he knelt on his knees, begging frantically for mercy, trying to get Xu Chuan to let him go for the sake of his fellow disciples.

However.

is it possible?

“Let you go?”

“When you were chasing Youci, did you ever think of letting me go? When you wanted to lure me out to kill me, did you ever think of letting me go?”

Xu Chuan slowly landed in front of Yang Sheng, He said to him contemptuously.

Yang Sheng was stunned by the question.

yes!

From the beginning, he had no intention of letting Ning Youci go, nor Xu Chuan.

But the strong desire for survival in his heart made him speak again.

“Senior Brother Xu, let me go! I won’t dare anymore, I swear!”

Yang Sheng crawled to Xu Chuan’s feet and hugged his legs.

However, Xu Chuan looked at this scene coldly.

“You’d better die obediently! Don’t pollute my eyes!”

Xu Chuan raised his knife and was about to give Yang Sheng’s soul the final blow.

at this time.

Shui Yichen’s spirit suddenly burst out and came to Xu Chuan in an instant. Then he threw Yang Sheng’s spirit out violently and wrapped himself around Xu Chuan.

“Disciple, run quickly, this is the last thing the teacher can do for you!”

Shui Yichen shouted at Yang Sheng who was running away behind him.

He was about to explode his soul immediately, trying to delay Yang Sheng for some time.

However, Xu Chuan’s body flashed with golden light, instantly suppressing Shui Yichen’s soul.

Feeling the familiar and terrifying aura, Shui Yichen looked at Xu Chuan in surprise.

“You can really…”

Before he could finish his words, the Golden Ancient Palace directly suppressed Shui Yichen’s soul and turned it into pure soul power.

After dealing with Shui Yichen, Xu Chuan looked at Yang Sheng’s soul going away.

Xu Chuan turned into a rainbow light and came to him in an instant, looking at him with interest.

“Run away, keep running away!” Xu Chuan said.

“Xu Chuan, you must die a good death!”

“If you dare to kill me, my master will never let you go!”

Knowing that he had no way to escape, Yang Sheng cursed Xu Chuan.

I want to suppress the fear in my heart.

“Oh? By the way, you also have a master. I almost forgot if you didn’t tell me!”

Xu Chuan then remembered that this Yang Sheng was a close disciple of Li Wuji, the master of Ziyang Peak in the Taiyi Holy Land.

“But so what? As you said, if you died here, besides me and Ning Youci, who would know?”

Xu Chuan’s words completely wiped out the last glimmer of hope in Yang Sheng’s heart. Crush.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Xu Chuan was too lazy to delay any longer.

The Wanling Cauldron appeared in his hand and directly sucked Yang Sheng’s soul into it.

Then the real sun fire was ignited in his hand, and a terrifying refining power appeared.

“Ah!”

“It hurts, it hurts!”

“Spare me!”

A shrill scream came from Yang Sheng’s mouth, and his soul continued to collapse.

After a few breaths, the refining power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron gradually strengthened, and Yang Sheng’s screams disappeared without a trace.

“Another one!”

Xu Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

This is already the third destiny protagonist to die in his hands.