309: C309 You Can Avoid the Death Penalty but You Cannot Avoid the Crime

C309 You Can Avoid the Death Penalty but You Cannot Avoid the Crime

"Kid, I'll kill you!" Huangpu Weiming held the black Longsword in his hand, while a wave of blood energy rose from his body!

Whoosh.

A blood-red figure of a Longsword appeared behind him, as streams of sword qi engulfed the area behind him!

Although its power was not as strong as Mo Junyan's and Ren Xue's Sword Intent, it still looked powerful.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Mo Junyan didn't dodge, Hua Rui couldn't help but remind him.

Weng! *

Huangpu Weiming's black sword mercilessly stabbed in front of Mo Junyan! In the next moment, a bluish-purple lightning suddenly flashed.

The black sword couldn't even get past the bluish-purple lightning surrounding Mo Junyan, let alone injure Mo Junyan.

"What is it? You want to die early? " Mo Junyan looked coldly at Huangpu Weiming and a terrifying pressure suddenly pressed down on Huangpu Weiming!

Huangpu Weiming felt as if there was an extra mountain on his body. It pressed him down to the ground and he almost couldn't breathe.

"What kind of Sword Intent is that? It seems like you are relying on that Heaven's Pride Board. "

Mo Junyan mercilessly stepped on Huangpu Weiming's stomach and looked at the blood-red Longsword that was suspended in front of him.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

With that said, the blood-red Longsword unexpectedly burst out dozens of red sword slashes and flew towards Mo Junyan!

Before the illusion sword arrived, a gust of wind arrived first!

Mo Junyan had long black hair that fluttered in the wind. He slowly raised his hand and looked at Huangpu Weiming.

"Is this your calling? If we destroy it, you will fall off the Heaven's Pride Board again, right? "

Mo Junyan's indifferent voice entered Huangpu Weiming's ears. Hearing this, Huangpu Weiming moved his body.

He wanted to say something. He wanted Mo Junyan to show mercy. He didn't want to fall off the Heaven's Pride Board. That was his current glory!

Unfortunately, it was difficult for him to even breathe, let alone speak.

BOOM!

The next moment, a bluish-purple ball of light suddenly appeared in Mo Junyan's hand!

The surrounding light seemed to have been suppressed by this ball of light, and it all dimmed down.

"Break!"

The next moment, the lightning in his hand suddenly shot forward.

In an instant, it formed an electric net, trapping the flying Mystic Sword's fist in one fell swoop.

The moment the sword touched the electric net, it instantly disappeared, and the electric net was no exception at all. It completely wrapped around the blood red Longsword!

Boom!

In the next moment, lightning flashed!

The blood colored Longsword exploded like fireworks!

It was as if it existed only for the sake of blooming a red painting in the black sky.0

"Pfft!"

Just as the blood colored Longsword disappeared, Huangpu Weiming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which directly stained Mo Junyan's white clothes.

His white clothes were instantly stained with red blood.

Mo Junyan slightly lowered his head and looked coldly at Huangpu Weiming.

Huangpu Weiming could feel his breathing becoming more difficult. It was even more difficult than before when he was being pressed down by a mountain.

Boom!

The next moment, a huge hole suddenly appeared under Huangpu Weiming!

"You can avoid death, but you can't avoid death." Huangpu Weiming heard a calm voice. The next moment, a pair of red pupils appeared in Huangpu Weiming's eyes.

Huangpu Weiming's eyes lost all color and became extremely empty. He directly fell into the illusion that Mo Junyan created for him.

"Hmm?" Just as Mo Junyan was about to remove his eye technique, a scene in Huangpu Weiming's spiritual consciousness suddenly caught his attention.

With a thought, he drilled into Huangpu Weiming's scene.

In an extremely dark dungeon.

One by one, the girls without clothes were all tied to a wooden stake. A young man was sitting on the only chair there.

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