The ice sword pointed at Long Xiaoyao.
Mu Xuanheng dearly wanted to kill this beast.
To Douluo Continent, this man had been nothing but a negative influence.
If Sin Dragon Prison Judgment struck him, its objective bonus effects might not even be weaker than those against Evil Soul Masters.
Mu En coughed up blood as he pleaded for mercy on his behalf, making it difficult for Mu Xuanheng to deliver the killing blow.
"Xiaoyao, you owe too many people. From now on, you are not to leave Shrek City without my permission. How about that?"
Mu En proposed the condition. He wanted to save Long Xiaoyao.
"I want to try persuading Xi Shui."
"Still refusing to repent." Mu Xuanheng's blade instantly froze Long Xiaoyao.
Even after Mu Xuanheng expressed his dissatisfaction, Long Xiaoyao did not change his stance. "I wronged you, Mu En. I wronged Xi Shui as well, and that child Zhongli Wu too. I failed to educate him properly."
Mu Xuanheng truly could not stand it anymore. He was genuinely heartbroken now; the fact that he had listened to Long Xiaoyao this long was already him exercising patience.
"Sin Dragon Prison Judgment!"
He did not want any double power transfer, nor did he want the strength of an Ultimate Douluo.
This bastard had to die. He did not want to borrow anyone else's hand—he had to do it himself.
"Xuanheng!" Mu En wanted to say something more, but he could not bring himself to speak.
How many people had Long Xiaoyao indirectly caused to die?
If not for the Contract, Qiu'er would have been killed by him as well.
"Don't think you'll find peace just because you're dead!"
He formed a hand seal, and the undead demiplane descended.
"Teacher, transform him!"
Electrolux looked at Mu Xuanheng's bloodshot eyes,