12dz Chapter 287 I also died at your hands
Chapter 287 I also died at your hands
If it weren't for him, Yun Fuzhao might really have died there.
"Thanks to you."
Yun Fuzhao thought he hadn't followed him in; he always hid in Wuji and had no idea whether he was there or not.
Shang Ji chuckled, "I'm a ghost, this is useless to me, you can take it."
Yun Fuzhao approached him, saying, "That's so embarrassing," but her hand stretched out two miles away.
"It's alright, you deserve it." Shang Ji looked down at her, a smile playing on his lips.
"You're being so polite."
Yun Fuzhao looked at her chest in disbelief as a sharp claw pierced right through her chest!
The change came so suddenly that everyone was stunned.
Her pupils dilated, and blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.
"Yun Fuzhao!"
"Owner!"
Yu Ze stepped forward, wanting to get closer to her, but a tremendous force came from behind, tightly gripping his arm.
The next second, he was pressed to the ground by the oppressive force and couldn't move.
Que Yu: "If you don't want to die, stay where you are and don't move."
Jiaoyu's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out bursts of dragon roars. He pushed off the ground with his feet and instantly transformed into a huge dragon, about to pounce on him.
Shang Ji didn't even try to dodge. He chanted a complex incantation, and Jiao Yu, who was flying in mid-air, suddenly began to twist violently, with black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Jiaoyu fell to the ground with a thud, like a bird with broken wings.
Shang Ji chuckled and said to Yun Fuzhao, "Do you really think your dragon clan went to the Shangguan family just as guests?"
Yun Fuzhao's lips curled up, and she laughed self-deprecatingly. No wonder, no wonder. She knew the Shangguan family wouldn't just sit idly by with such a good opportunity.
Shang Ji abruptly pulled her hand back, a sharp pain spreading through her limbs. She lost all her strength, and Yun Fuzhao fell straight down, a large hole torn in his chest, from which blood gushed out continuously.
A deafening roar filled her ears, and her vision began to blur. She heard Yu Ze's desperate shouts and the sounds of fighting.
A man walked up to her, half-squatting down. Shang Ji smiled and said, "Yun Fuzhao, I don't think I've formally introduced myself to you yet."
Dark patterns gradually appeared on his face, eerie and mysterious. He said, "I am Chaos, one of the Four Fiends."
Yun Fuzhao stared intently at him, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Shang Ji smiled as he watched her eyes close little by little.
Just in case, he personally destroyed her dantian.
On the other side, Yu Ze went berserk and fought Que Yu to a standstill.
Que Yu, unable to bear his pestering any longer, said with a wry smile, "Quickly help me get rid of this annoying guy, he's so irritating."
"Can't even handle a mere demon?" Shang Ji changed his previous attitude and coldly mocked, "Useless."
Que Yu was not angry at all when he was told this. "How can I compare to Lord Ferocious Beast?"
"Ah."
The black lines on Shang Ji's face moved rapidly, and the next second, thousands of thin lines appeared on the ground, tightly binding Yu Ze's limbs.
The thin black lines pierced his skin, and Yu Ze had lost all feeling of pain. His eyes were bloodshot, filled only with killing intent.
Shang Ji frowned, slowly picked up Yun Fuzhao's Wuji. As the contractor's life was fading, Wuji let out a series of mournful cries.
It tried desperately to break free from Shang Ji's grasp, but he suppressed it with his mental power. The mental power emanating from the ancient ferocious beast was useless, even for a sword from the Cloud Peak.
Shang Ji gripped Wuji tightly. As Yu Ze struggled with the black lines, he had a thought and the black lines bound his hands and feet firmly, rendering him unable to move.
With a swift step, he approached with ghostly speed, piercing his heart with Yun Fuzhao's Wuji.
Yu Ze's expression froze for a moment as he looked down at the incredibly familiar sword.
His pained expression gradually softened, and in this state, he even slowly curved the corners of his mouth into a smile, his voice very soft, "This way, I can say I died by your hand..."
Shang Ji didn't understand what he meant, but the smile on his lips was so irritating that it annoyed him.
He expressionlessly drew Wuji, the blade still covered in bits of meat.
Yu Ze fell forward, his fair cheeks stained with blood and dirt, looking quite disheveled. He struggled to lift his head.
Dozens of meters away, Yun Fuzhao lay there quietly, the ground beneath him stained red with blood.
Yu Ze reached out in her direction, "Yun...Yun Fuzhao..."
*
Boundless Sword Sect.
"Elder, is there still no news from the Sect Master?"
Dai Junde's expression was grave. "No. I don't know how things are going with Wang Zhi."
He was a top-notch array cultivator, but the human realm was so vast that even he was powerless to stop it. It was likely that the human realm would suffer the most severe losses.
I wonder how things are going with Yun Fuzhao, and whether he'll be able to reclaim the power of inheritance.
Just as he was pondering this, a disciple suddenly ran up to him and said, "Elder, there are some strangers outside."
Dai Junde's expression changed slightly, and he quickly walked out.
As the disciple had said, several unfamiliar disciples had indeed gathered outside. They looked like they were from the same sect, but none of them were wearing sect robes.
They fought desperately against the ghost jackals, but their cultivation was clearly insufficient, and they all suffered numerous injuries.
"Why do these disciples' sword techniques look so familiar?" one disciple slapped his forehead. "Isn't this the sword technique from our sect?"
Dai Junde also noticed that not only the sword techniques, but also the formations and talismans were exactly the same as those of their sect.
"who are you?"
The woman at the head of the group, covered in blood, said with difficulty, "We are disciples of the nameless family of the Northern Continent! We have come to seek refuge with my master!"
The nameless family might be unknown to others, but Dai Junde knew very well that this was the power Yun Fuzhao had developed in the Northern Continent.
In these dire times, why would they travel all the way from the Northern Continent to come here?
Seemingly sensing his doubt, Yu Zhiyue shouted, "The Northern Continent has fallen! The head of the Shangguan family, the number one family in the Northern Continent, is one of the Four Fiends!"
Dai Junde was shocked. The head of the First Family was a ferocious beast?
When exactly did he begin infiltrating the Northern Continent?
"Elder!" Yu Zhiyue beheaded a demon jackal and said to him, "Can you save us? If this continues, we won't last much longer..."
Song Ying hesitated for a moment, "Elder, their origins are unknown. What if they are imposters from the Ghost Clan?"
This makes sense.
"they are not."
Que Chi arrived late and said to Dai Junde, "Not a ghost."
They were about to be torn apart by the ghost jackals. Dai Junde gritted his teeth and said to the group, "I will open the formation. At that time, you should escape in quickly."
Yu Zhiyue's tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment upon hearing this. "Thank you."
The Northern Continent has become a living hell. If she hadn't been forced into this situation, Yu Zhiyue wouldn't have taken such a huge risk to seek refuge with them.