Chapter 164: Shizun's Killer

As if responding to him, a giant skeletal foot suddenly stepped out from the boiling lava. Just its fingernails were as wide as wheels. When this foot stepped into the Lake of Ganquan, half of the lake was filled. Immediately after, another foot stepped into the lake, crushing countless orange-colored trees on the shore.

A humongous skeleton roared as it stepped out of the fissure. It turned its stiff head and let out a howl that shook the nine heavens. Then, it held a sharp axe with jingling shackles and fiercely chopped down on the shore with a "Hah" sound.

The huge axe fell into the ground, stirring up layers of heat waves. Mud and stones tumbled, and grass and trees were instantly cut.

Seeing that the place where Xue Meng was standing was about to collapse, a blue light suddenly appeared. It was Nangong Liu, holding two swords, waving all of his spiritual energy to resist the attack. With a loud bang, the two forces collided, causing the soil and broken wood to explode. Xu Shuanglin, who was on the side supporting the water barrier, shouted, "Hit between his ribs! Do you see it?! "

"I see it." Nangong Liu gritted his teeth and said. Unexpectedly, he threw away his usual submissive appearance and attacked the Giant Skeleton's ribs. Mo Ran looked carefully and saw that there was a cluster of flames burning on the Giant Skeleton's chest. In the flames, there was a human figure that was tied up. He wanted to see more clearly, but because of the flickering flames when the Giant Skeleton and Nangong Liu fought, he couldn't see clearly.

Logically speaking, Nangong Liu had spent a great deal of effort to summon this demon god from hell. No matter how one looked at it, she should have ordered it to do harm to the human world. Only then would it be easy to understand. But looking at Nangong Liu's current posture, it seemed that he was going to risk his life to fight this thing.

This was really strange …

But Mo Ran didn't have time to think about it. Xue Meng and the others were still standing in the same place. If they continued to fight like this, they might be affected. Mo Ran recalled Chu Wanning's hand gesture and shouted, "Damn it, Ten Thousand Coffins!" Dozens of red willow vines rushed from all directions like flying snakes, wrapping the chess pieces on the shore and then retreating to the periphery.

"Good, you used it well."

Chu Wanning's words made Mo Ran's chest warm. At this moment, the person he liked was next to him, and the people he wanted to protect were also under the protection of the Divine Martial Ghost. This time, Mo Ran watched them fight, and his mind was much calmer.

He found that although Nangong Liu's offensive spells were not up to par, her evasion and defense were first-class. He didn't know if this person had a preference for this kind of spells since childhood. It was no wonder that when he massacred the Confucian Wind Sect in his previous life, this illustrious Sect Leader had fled faster than a rabbit.

Although the giant skeleton's attack was fierce, because of its large body, its movement was slow, and it didn't hurt Nangong Liu at all. Nangong Liu moved higher and higher along its skeleton. His robe fluttered, and the bright red tassels of his bamboo hat fluttered. He stood on the giant skeleton's ribs, and through the white bones, he could see the person hanging on the skeleton's heart …

Nangong Liu first shouted loudly, like a person who was relieved from extreme suffering. His voice was twisted and ferocious, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha … Hahahahaha! I found you! Finally … I finally found you!! "

His shining eyes were bloodshot in the depths of his bamboo hat. He shouted angrily and ecstatically, "I found you!"

Wrapped in the flames was a man with his eyes closed. He looked thin and fragile, without any outstanding features. It was a face that was easy to forget.

Nangong Liu kept muttering, almost crazy, "I found you, I found you … Haha, hahahahaha … I found you … I found you …"

He abruptly raised the sword in his hand, which glowed with blue light, and fiercely stabbed at the sleeping man in the core of the giant skeleton!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the deathly silent man suddenly raised his head and abruptly opened his eyes. Xu Shuanglin shouted angrily from below, "Don't look at his eyes! I told you not to look at his eyes! " However, Nangong Liu was too close to the man. He was almost caught off guard and met the man's eyes. Nangong Liu only had time to see the scarlet pupils of the dog-like round eyes, and then he felt a tearing pain all over his body.

He screamed "Ah!" and fell straight down from the sky, crashing to the ground. If it wasn't for Xu Shuanglin supporting a barrier to protect him, he was afraid that he would have broken all his bones and tendons.

Xu Shuanglin walked over quickly, stomping his bare feet on the ground, "Why are you looking at him? Didn't I tell you that you will feel the pain of his soul when you look at him? You … "

Halfway through his words, Nangong Liu stood up shakily from the ground. His bamboo hat fell off, revealing his messy hair and a pair of panicked eyes under his messy hair.

"Ah … Ah!"

The moonlight shone on his face. His fingers convulsed as he painfully covered his face. However, it was useless. All the skin exposed to the moonlight quickly began to crack and burst open. Bright red tender flesh rolled out, and blood flowed down continuously.

"Ah!!!"

Nangong Liukuang screamed and tried to use his sleeves to cover his face. However, this caused his hands and forearms to be exposed in panic. His skin and flesh began to tear apart rapidly, and his flesh was mottled with blood.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning watched from a distance, and they both couldn't believe it. What happened to Nangong Liu?

He actually … couldn't directly shine on the moonlight?

Xu Shuanglin took off his own outer robe and threw it over Nangong Liu's face, covering her completely. He himself stood in the middle of the winter night wearing only a pure white undergarment, yet he did not feel cold in the slightest. His robe was slightly open, and his strong chest was rising and falling slightly. When he saw Nangong Liu sitting on the ground like a sieve, he was angry. He kicked the head of the sect leader with his bare feet and said, "Why are you sitting there? Get up! If you still haven't killed it by the time you finish gathering your spiritual power, you won't have a good life! "

Who would have thought that Nangong Liu, the good-for-nothing, would sit on the ground and cry with snot and tears. "I'm in so much pain … I'm better off dead, really better off dead … My face is full of blood … My hands are also full of blood … I can't stand it anymore … Shuanglin, I can't stand it anymore … You take my place …"

"I'll take your place, I'll take your place, I'll take your place!" Xu Shuanglin flew into a rage and kicked his face again. "Why don't you just give me the position of the sect leader and let me take your place!"

"Do you think I don't want to!" Nangong Liu was kicked to the ground and howled, "Do you think I don't want to! I'm tired of it! The curse left by Luo Fenghua has harmed me for a lifetime! He made me unable to get away from this position forever! Come on! I can't wait for someone to take my place! I only hate that I can't take off this ring on my finger! "

"Luo Fenghua?" Mo Ran whispered, "This name sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before."

"… That was the sect leader of the Confucian Wind Sect before Nangong Liu." Chu Wanning listened to the conversation between the two and frowned. "After only two years, he died of a terrible disease."

Mo Ran was stunned. "The Confucian Wind Sect has been inherited by the Nangong Family for generations. How can there be a sect leader with the surname Luo? Shouldn't his surname be Nangong? "

"Normally, the surname should be Nangong, but Luo Fenghua usurped power and became the sect leader of the Confucian Wind Sect."

Hearing Chu Wanning say this, Mo Ran suddenly remembered that he had read a book about this person in the history of the Confucian Wind Sect. However, there wasn't much detail. Because the history of the Confucian Wind Sect was very chaotic, there were too many grudges involved. Mo Ran really didn't have any interest in reading this book, so he just casually flipped through it and didn't delve too deeply into it.

His eyes widened slightly. "The Confucian Wind Sect was usurped?"

"En. Because this matter was disgraceful and involved the current sect leader, very few people mention it nowadays. " Chu Wanning said, "Nangong Liu didn't get his position as sect leader easily. When he was young, his father suffered from cultivation deviation and died. Although he was appointed as the successor before his death, Nangong Liu had a younger brother. That younger brother was proud and arrogant, and his magic was peerless. He refused to accept this decision, so on the night of his father's death, he seized the Confucian Wind Sect's sect leader's ring and replaced Nangong Liu as sect leader."

"The usurper should also be his younger brother, so his surname should also be Nangong. How could his surname be Luo?"

"Let me finish." Chu Wanning looked at Nangong Liu in the distance trembling as he crawled up from the ground. He tightly wrapped the clothes that Frost Forest Elder gave him and once again ran towards the flames on the giant skeleton's chest. He continued, "Nangong Liu's younger brother is bloody and cruel. In a short three months after seizing the position, he killed two High Lords of the upper cultivation world. He said that it was because during the competition at the Spiritual Mountain Conference, those two people made things difficult for him because he was a bastard son of the Confucian Wind Sect. They didn't judge the outcome fairly … Later, he even broke the law and captured everyone who denounced him. He dragged them to the square of the Confucian Wind Sect and dug out their eyes one by one. I didn't see that disaster with my own eyes, but it was recorded in the book that the eyes he dug out were filled with three carriages before they were all transported away. "

Mo Ran's heart trembled, but he remained silent.

At this time, it was normal for him to curse a few words, but what position did he have to curse?

In this life, Chu Wanning didn't know what Mo Ran did in his previous life. Mo Ran once killed almost everyone in the seventy-two cities of the Confucian Wind Sect because of a personal grievance. He even used the Fruit of Thousand Cuts to hang the City Lord of one of the cities and tortured him for a whole year before letting him die.

In fact, when Mo Ran came to the Confucian Wind Sect this time, he had always tried to avoid meeting that City Lord as much as possible. The hatred between him and that person was too deep.

He was afraid that if he saw him, he would do something crazy again.

Even now, he still had a fierce nature.

What qualifications did he have to curse others for being bloody and cruel?

On the other side, Nangong Liu approached the core of the giant skeleton step by step and once again raised his sword towards the burning flames. He was getting closer and closer, the sword in his hand glinting with a cold light.

Chu Wanning said, "As that person's Master, Luo Fenghua couldn't tolerate his atrocities, so he rebelled together with Nangong Liu. The two of them raised an army one night and smoothly drove that person out of the Confucian Wind Sect's Sect Leader's seat. But under the influence of power, Luo Fenghua held the Sect Leader's thumb ring, but he didn't give it to Nangong Liu … "

Mo Ran was shocked, "He put it on himself?"

"Correct." Chu Wanning said, "Every Sect's Sect Leader's keepsake has a powerful spiritual power boost. These keepsakes recognize their master, and the Confucian Wind Sect's ring is the same. Whoever wears it will own it. Unless the Sect changes masters, the only way to break it is death."

"… That Luo Fenghua died after being in power for only two years. Could it be that Nangong Liu killed him in order to take back the Sect Leader's seat?"

Chu Wanning shook his head, "The official history of the Confucian Wind Sect says that Luo Fenghua died of illness. After he died of illness, Nangong Liu regained the Sect Leader's thumb ring, but no one can say for sure what the truth is. Look at how Nangong Liu tried so hard to lure this monster out to fight, shouting curses and so on … I'm afraid what happened that year is not so simple. "

Mo Ran also felt that things were not so simple, but he still had a question in his heart, "What about his younger brother? What happened to Nangong Liu's younger brother after he was driven out of power? "

"He died." Chu Wanning said, "On the night of the mutiny, Luo Fenghua cleaned up the sect and personally took his own disciple's life. It is said that he was hacked into pieces and chopped into minced meat."

Mo Ran was speechless.

He couldn't help but feel a burst of guilt. He thought to himself, if what I did in my previous life was known by Chu Wan Ning in this life, then wouldn't his master also want to clean up the sect? Would she also want to chop him into mincemeat and dismember his body into ten thousand pieces?

Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, he suddenly heard a loud bang. Nangong Liu's sword had pierced through the man wrapped in the giant skeleton. The giant skeleton instantly grimaced and let out an extremely painful roar. Its huge bony palms stomped on the ground, creating deep pits one after another. It angrily waved its hand and with one slap, it overturned a large patch of orange trees. The golden fruits rolled all over the ground and were crushed by the giant skeleton.

In this strange smell of blood and fruit, the giant skeleton suddenly stopped moving. Then, it abruptly knelt on the ground. Lava splashed everywhere, and its white bones instantly turned into fine powder, disappearing into thin air.

Nangong Liu pulled out his long sword and caught the man who fell inside the giant skeleton. He said ecstatically, "I did it! I'm free! The curse is broken! The curse is broken! Hahahaha! "

He flew down with the wind and landed on the ground. At this time, a group of cultivators from the Hall of Poetry who saw that the situation was not right also came to the Ganquan Lake.

When the leader of Lonemoon Night, Jiang Xi, saw the rolling magma, his handsome and arrogant face showed a surprised expression, "Boundless Earth Fire?" He immediately waved his sleeve and raised his hand, dropping a layer of water spirit powder on the people behind him. Every sect had different defensive spells and skills. Most of them used enchantments, but Lonemoon Night used spirit powder to resist the Scorching Sun Fire.

After doing all this, Jiang Xi turned around angrily and asked sternly, "Nangong Liu, what's going on?!"

Nangong Liu did not answer. He tightly held the man who was pulled out of the giant skeleton. The flames that surrounded the man's body had disappeared, along with his strength and consciousness. He did not open his eyes again, and was no different from an ordinary corpse. He fell powerlessly between Nangong Liu's claws.

When Xue Zhengyong saw Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, he immediately rushed over and shouted anxiously, "Ran 'er, Yu Heng, are you okay? Where's Meng … Meng 'er?! "

Mo Ran quickly comforted him, "Xue Meng is fine, he's over there —"

Xue Zhengyong looked in the direction he pointed and saw Xue Meng was wrapped in a giant vine, only his pale face was exposed. He could not help but change his expression and staggered to Xue Meng. Mo Ran pulled him and said, "Uncle, he's only temporarily conscious. He'll be fine in a while. He'll be safer in the vine. Don't go over, you stay with us."

Xue Zhengyong said anxiously, "What happened?! I saw a ghost coming from afar, Leader Nangong … "He turned around and saw Nangong Liu standing in the lava and the lifeless corpse in his arms. He suddenly stopped talking.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did that corpse look so familiar?

It seemed like a long time ago, really a long time ago … He seemed to have seen this man's face …

This person's facial features were too ordinary, and it was easy to be drowned in the past. Xue Zhengyong could not remember it at the moment. But he felt that something was wrong, everything was wrong. At this time, he saw Nangong Liu suddenly raise his face. His face was covered in blood, but the corners of his mouth were wide open.

Nangong Liu was laughing, and his eyes were shining with a strange light. It was completely different from his usual flattering appearance.

In the crowd, there were Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si.

Nangong Si murmured, "Father …"

Ye Wangxi saw Xu Shuanglin next to her and said in shock, "Father?!"

Xu Shuanglin glanced at Ye Wangxi and shook his head, hinting her not to come over. In the burning lava, his clothes were slightly open, and his loose white undergarment fluttered in the wind. There was a lazy smile on his face, and he slightly raised his chin, looking at the bustling scene in front of him. The Red Lotus Underworld.

His bare feet stepped on the ground, and his round toes moved, creating little sparks. Then he lowered his head, as if he was waiting for something. The light of the fire was reflected in his eyes, like a golden-red carp swimming in a dark pool.

"Ah —!"

Suddenly, a female cultivator in the crowd cried out in alarm.

Xu Shuanglin did not look up, and only smiled. Of course, he knew what was happening. He had heard the sound of flesh being chewed.

Behind him, Nangong Liu grabbed the man's shoulder. Under the moonlight, he bit open the man's neck, greedily sucking the blood and juice.

After that scream, no one said anything, and no one blamed him. For a moment, no one understood what was going on in front of them. Everyone was shocked …

The world's number one scholar, Wind Sect's Sect Leader, Nangong Liu, was actually gnawing on a corpse like this?

This … how … was this possible …

"Father!!!"

Nangong Si was the first to break down. He ran crazily towards Nangong Liu. Ye Wangxi could not hold him back, so she ran with him to Nangong Liu.

"Father, what are you doing? What are you doing! "

"Sect Leader —"

Nangong Liu turned a deaf ear and continued to chew. The clothes he used to cover his face had long been removed. His red skin and flesh were constantly rolling under the moonlight, causing him more and more pain. The more pain he was in, the more frenzied he was to chew on the corpse's flesh and blood, as if it was a sweet spring, a bitter medicine, a relief that he could not get.

Some cultivators could not stand it, and the sound of vomiting came from the crowd. Some people moaned weakly, "How could this be …"

"Madman … madman …"

"So disgusting …"

The moonlight slowly moved and shone on Nangong Liu's body. Nangong Liu first lowered his head and spasmed, saliva and pus flowing out of the corners of his mouth. Then he suddenly looked up, opened his sticky bloody mouth, and shouted with a trembling voice, "Ah!!! Ah ah ah!!! "

The flesh and blood on his face did not heal after eating the man's corpse. It was still cut into pieces under the moonlight.

His face was already full of blood, and only his eyes were still white. He threw the corpse on the ground and stepped on it. He turned around and grabbed Xu Shuanglin's lapel, roaring like a beast, "What's going on? Why is it useless … useless! "

His meridians were bulging, and his hands were trembling non-stop. His eyes were bloodshot, and large drops of tears rolled down because of the severe pain.

"It hurts … It hurts so much … I hate that I can't die … I hate that I can't die!!" He shouted in a low voice, almost desperate. Suddenly, he thought of something and let go of Xu Shuanglin. He lowered his head and dug out the man's heart. "Spiritual core! It must be that my strength is not enough … I'm going to eat his spiritual core! Spiritual core … Spiritual core, spiritual core … "

He reached into the sword wound on the man's chest and kept rubbing it. His hands were full of blood, and he was almost crazy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sharp claw suddenly pierced into his back and fiercely pierced through his ribs!

Blood spurted wildly!

Nangong Liu was stunned for a moment, as if he had not yet reacted to what had happened. He did not feel the pain, and just looked back in a daze.

He opened his bloodshot eyes and saw Xu Shuanglin look up with a smile on his clean and refreshing face.

"What do you want to eat? For people like you, eating anything is a waste."