"What are you doing!" Cang Mo glared at Yun Zhan who was blocked by Hengjian and said angrily.
"He is Divine Sword Mountain's disciple after all!" Yun Zhan said. He did not know that Otherworldly Demon could not recover. He only thought that even if Lu Ming fell into evil ways, he should not be killed by Cang Mo.
However, in this half-breath stalemate, Lu Ming, who fell in the ruins, stared at Lin Qingyang behind Cang Mo with crazy and vicious eyes, and saw him suddenly He raised his left hand, firmly grasped the half-cut sword blade and wiped it hard. Purple-black blood spurted out, but did not drip. Instead, it instantly merged with the strong black energy on the sword and turned into a scarlet and dazzling bloody poisonous mist.
With the frantic Demonic Qi urging, the broken sword soaked in poisonous blood shattered in mid-air, turned into dozens of bloody sword energy, and stabbed towards Lin Qingyang!
Cang Mo's tall figure instantly turned into a black lightning, blocking Lin Qingyang's body without hesitation, forming a shield.
But the highly poisonous bloody sword energy directly corroded the shield. Then, the dull sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood was heard one after another. Several sword energy directly penetrated Cang Mo's chest and shoulders. The sound of flesh being corroded was heard from the wound, and bursts of white smoke were emitted.
At the same time, Yun Zhan also reacted and struck Lu Ming with his backhand sword energy. Lu Ming flew out and broke the only remaining pillar in the hall, and fell into the ruins. The black blood flowing from his body corroded the surrounding stone slabs into pits.
"Uh..." Cang Mo groaned in pain, his body shook, and he fell to the ground on one knee, unable to support himself. The skin at the wound began to turn black, and black poisonous blood oozed out.
"A-Qi!" The blood on Lin Qingyang's face faded, and he rushed forward to help him.
"Don't touch me... stay away, it's poisonous!" Cang Mo pushed away Lin Qingyang's extended hand. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head sharply and vomited out a large mouthful of black poisonous blood.
"A-Qi..." Lin Qingyang's voice trembled, staring at Cang Mo's wounds with a panicked expression.
At this time, another sound came from the ruins, and Lu Ming got up covered in blood. The originally delicate face was now covered with black and green lines, which was strange and terrifying.
"Hahahaha! So what if you crippled my hand! You're going to die in my hands now!" Lu Ming laughed maniacally, dragging his body forward step by step, his expression twisted to the extreme, "Do you know what demon pill I used to practice? It's Zhen Demon! The most poisonous Zhen Demon! I am extremely poisonous from head to toe, not to mention you are Demon King, you are the Great Luo Immortal, you will die just the same if you get my blood! And you, Lin Qingyang, you sanctimonious bastard, just die with him!"
Lu Ming Arrogant laughter echoed in the hall, and the ghost claw was raised again, condensing poisonous gas again. However, the laughter stopped abruptly in the next moment.
A very fast silvery cold light passed silently in front of him.
The figure of Yun Zhan stopped three steps behind Lu Ming, with his long sword pointing diagonally at the ground, and his eyes were reddish.
Lu Ming froze in place, the wild smile on his face froze. Then, a thin black line burst out from his neck, and then a stream of black blood spurted out. His eyes widened in disbelief, and a strange "gurgling" sound came from his throat. After staggering twice, he fell to the ground.
Black blood flowed out, quickly corroding the ground beneath him into a large pit. Lu Ming's body twitched a few times. As his life passed, the ferocious black and green lines on his face began to fade quickly, gradually turning back to a normal human skin color. The deformed ghost hand also stopped squirming, and the surrounding corrosion sounds subsided with his death.
Yun Zhan did not look back. The blade of the Lingyun Sword was still dripping with sticky black blood. The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He personally killed his fellow disciple, which was a little hard for him to accept for a moment. He raised his hand to release Spiritual Power and moved Lu Ming's body out of a pool of blood.
Lin Qingyang ignored everything else and rushed to Cang Mo, grabbing his arm to support him regardless.
Cang Mo's face was as pale as a sheet, and the veins on his forehead were bulging out from the severe pain. However, when he looked at Lin Qingyang, he gave a reassuring smile, "... It's okay, Zhen Demon's poison... can't kill me." Although he said this, Cang Mo's face became paler and paler.
"Let's go back to find Ku Rong!" Lin Qingyang said, holding Cang Mo up with difficulty.
Yun Zhan looked at the two of them with a somewhat apologetic expression. Just as he was about to step forward to help, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps coming from outside Wuyoufang.
"Quick! Surround this place!"
With a loud shout, a group of Divine Sword Mountain disciples dressed in uniforms rushed into the hall with swords, and instantly surrounded the messy Shura Field. Sifang City was not far from Divine Sword Mountain, and there was such a big movement in Wuyoufang. The disciples stationed in the city had already informed the sect.
Lin Qingyang frowned and subconsciously moved Cang Mo behind him to protect him.
When he saw Lu Qing walking out from behind the disciples, Yun Zhan couldn't help but turn a little pale.
Lu Qing walked in with his sword in hand, his sharp eyes quickly sweeping across the entire place. The next moment, his eyes were fixed on the dead young man.
"Minger--!"
Lu Qing rushed over as if struck by lightning. He stretched out his hands tremblingly and explored the body that was already cold. Until he confirmed that his son was really dead, Lu Qing's expression finally collapsed.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Cang Mo in the hall with splitting eyes, obviously believing that Cang Mo had killed Lu Ming.
"Uncle Lu."
Yun Zhan suppressed the sourness in his heart and strode out to block Lu Qing. He lowered the Lingyun Sword in his hand and said in a low and guilty tone, "Uncle Lu, Lu Ming... I killed him."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked. Divine Sword Mountain disciples looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything for a while.
"Yun Zhan, what did you say?!" Lu Qing seemed to have not heard clearly and asked again in disbelief.
Yun Zhan closed his eyes and explained in a deep voice, "Lu Ming... found Zhen Demon's demon elixir from somewhere, forcibly refined it, and turned it into Otherworldly Demon. He has completely lost his mind. All the people in this building died at his hands. I can only... kill him."
There was dead silence in the whole place.
"Otherworldly Demon..." Lu Qing read these two words and looked at Lu Ming in his arms. Although his face had returned to human color, there were still traces of demonization. The traces, especially the right hand that looks like a dead wood ghost claw, all support Yun Zhan's statement. It is obvious that after Lu Ming's hand was disabled, he was unwilling to accept it and embarked on such an evil path that will never be recovered.
Lu Qing held Lu Ming's body, his eyes red and he didn't speak for a long time.
"Uncle Lu, I'm sorry, please forgive me." Yun Zhan said with an apologetic face, then turned his head and looked at Lin Qingyang who was supporting Cang Mo, and said softly, "Senior Lin, please go first. This matter started from Divine Sword Mountain, and I will give you an explanation later."
Lin Qingyang nodded, said no more, and helped Cang Mo out. Seeing this, Divine Sword Mountain disciples also hesitantly stepped aside.
Behind Yun Zhan, Lu Qing suddenly turned cold and struck Yun Zhan in the back with a sudden palm.
Yun Zhan turned his back to him and was defenseless. He groaned and knelt down on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then Lu Qing hit his chest several times very quickly, directly sealing his spiritual veins.