Chaotic Conceited God

Along with the descent, a strong wind blew past like a knife. However, Ming Yu had the Golden Cicada thin wing armor, so he didn't feel any pain at all.    

On the Shenghan Peak behind him, a large amount of snow loosened and collapsed, letting out loud rumbling noises. It was like a torrent of ferocious beasts as it poured down, wanting to swallow Ming Yu up.    

However, Ming Yu's speed was getting faster and faster!    

Seeing that the mountain range underneath his feet was getting bigger and bigger, Ming Yu was like a meteor as he flew past the invisible air current and suddenly fell down.    

According to this acceleration, if Ming Yu really fell to the ground like that, even if he didn't die, he would at least suffer heavy injuries. However, halfway down, Ming Yu suddenly somersaulted and his right foot stomped on the air.    

With a muffled "bang", Ming Yu actually created a ring of white smoke in the air that was spreading outwards, as if he was stepping on a hard board. He borrowed the force from the step to remove most of the falling speed, and then fell down diagonally once again, landing steadily on the ground.    

The step he took in the air was the high-grade Movement Martial Technique: Shocking Cloud Steps!    

In half a month's time, Ming Yu was already able to tap on the ground in midair once. It was because of this that Ming Yu was confident that he could descend from the sky and land on the ground.    

The avalanche behind them was very violent, but it did not touch Ming Yu's clothes at all. It only made the warriors who were still climbing suffer a lot. However, as powerful warriors, they did not have to worry about their lives.    

"Also …" Ten days. "    

The huge avalanche behind him smashed down with a loud rumble. However, Ming Yu did not look back at the avalanche, but continued forward. There was not enough time for him to rush back to the palace as soon as possible!    

Ming Yu had estimated that fifty days had passed since he left the Great Liu Dynasty and he only had ten days to travel.    

Previously, when Ming Yu came to the Shenghan Peak, he used half a month's time. In other words, he had to double his speed in order to be able to rush back to the palace before the tournament began!    

Ming Yu dashed out of the Icy Mountain Range. At this moment, the cold wind on the ground no longer had any effect on him. Adding the time for rest, Ming Yu only needed two days to run out of the Icy Mountain Range.    

After that, Ming Yu spent three hundred thousand Black Jade and bought a third level Vicious Beast, the Fierce Storm Horse, then headed straight back to the palace.    

Previously, when he came to the Snow Moon City, Ming Yu chose to ride the Wind Wielding Carriage to hide his identity and avoid being hunted. But now, he had to use the fastest speed to return to the palace.    

After reaching the Mortality Transcending Stage's six reconstruction soul, Ming Yu's self-confidence had risen yet again. He was not afraid of anything, and did not even bother to dodge anymore.    

"Giddy up!"    

In the dark of the night, Ming Yu rode on his Fierce Storm Horse and galloped forward on the deserted street. It had already been ten days and Ming Yu could reach the Great King Ming Palace in three days.    

The sound of the horses' hooves echoed on the street, but a few auras quietly followed Ming Yu like maggots in the bones. No matter how fast Ming Yu advanced, they still followed him.    

Soon, Ming Yu arrived at the end of the street. It was a dead end, and there was no way to get through.    

Ming Yu lightly pulled on the reins, the violent and fierce horse obediently turned around and stopped.    

After a few breaths of time, a sinister laughter was finally heard from the other side.    

"Tsk tsk …"    

Following the direction of the voice, he only saw a masked, middle-aged man appearing on the roof. The man held a pure black Cold Sword in his right hand, while his left hand was completely empty.    

This person was none other than the Blood Servant from Myriad Temple who had his left arm chopped off by Ming Yu that day, Mo!    

At the same time, another two men appeared on the other side of the roof. Their bodies, bodies, were exactly the same as Mo, and both of them were as thin as firewood.    

On his left shoulder, there was a blood-red "Zhong" character written on it. On his right hand, there was a black-grey chain wrapped around it, and on the chain, some gray gas was even slowly floating upwards.    

On the right side, there was a person with narrow and long eyes, and his pupils emitted a cold light. On his hands, there were two sharp steel claws, and the hooks reflected a ghastly light.    

The person holding the chains was called Withering. As for the person who wielded the steel claw, his name was You!    

All of a sudden, the three Blood Servant s of Myriad Temple, Mo, Ku, and You, had all gathered here.    

"You finally understand that you have nowhere to run. Remember, this is your life." Mo Yu's voice was still hoarse. He looked down at Ming Yu on the street and his voice was filled with an incomparable coldness.    

On the other side, Ku replied, "The people that the Myriad Faiths Manor wants to kill have never lived. Today, your fate is over."    

He was very silent. As a killer, he was only a killing machine and would only use the fastest speed to kill the target. In the end, after confirming that the target had completely lost his life, he coldly turned around and left.    

Because of what happened a month ago, the Myriad Temple had protected their cover by sending Ku You and Ming Yu out again. They were determined to kill Ming Yu and give him no chance.    

Normally, when one was ambushed by a Blood Servant, it was like the descent of a death god. When three death gods descended at the same time, that shocking ice-cold killing intent would cause one's death.    

However, Ming Yu jumped down from the Fierce Storm Horse and stood in front of it with a calm expression: "Even if there is nobody around, this is a good place to kill people."    

"That's right." Mo looked at Ming Yu and sneered. Last time he got his left arm cut off by Ming Yu, he suffered the biggest humiliation in his life. He knew Ming Yu was very talented, so he can't just let Ming Yu develop like this.    

Ming Yu smiled at Mo Wuji and said, "But what I said was, I'll kill you."    

Actually, Ming Yu had already noticed the three Blood Servant s following him. It was because of this that he deliberately walked into this quiet dead end!    

"How reckless."    

Mo growled. His true qi surged and he jumped off the roof, thrusting towards Ming Yu. He seemed to have merged with the night. His ghost sword also merged with the darkness, and the silent killing intent instantly arrived in front of Ming Yu.    

"Dark Soul."    

In the same instant that Mo Xie made his move, the Divine Lake's water in Ming Yu's mind had already been poured into his Divine Court, and the Dark Soul's Touch activated in that instant.    

In Ming Yu's eyes, the Ghost Sword that was almost at its limit slowed down by several times. Ming Yu turned his head slightly and actually slid past the edge of the sword.    

Mo Qingcheng made a sound of surprise. She turned the ghost sword in her hand and slashed at Ming Yu. However, Ming Yu dodged it once again.    

Even though the ghost sword in Mo's hand kept thrusting at tricky angles, Ming Yu seemed to have foresight, dodging every single time. In these few breaths of time, Mo had already used five moves, but none of them hit Ming Yu.    

"Your movements are too slow."    

Ming Yu once again dodged Mo's sword and punched Mo's body with his full strength, directly sending him flying.    

"You!"    

Mo Xin was extremely shocked. One month ago, Ming Yu needed a very cautious and embarrassing defense in front of his sharp sword moves. But now, he was able to dodge his lightning-fast sword moves so easily.    

However, a sneer also appeared on Mo Li's face, because Ku and You already took advantage of Ming Yu's attack to sneak over from the back.    

With a "shua" sound, the cold iron chain in Ming Yu's withered hand shot out and instantly wrapped around his left wrist. The chain was like a poisonous snake and wrapped around Ming Yu's left arm.    

When Ming Yu turned around to look, You directly rushed over. His two claws overlapped, showing a "X" character. Then, as if coming in an instant, his two claws suddenly tore Ming Yu's stomach open in an attempt to kill him in one blow!    

"Cross Bloody Kill!"    

"Break!"    

The blood colored Laryngeal Sealing Sword appeared in Ming Yu's hand. Even before he unsheathed his sword, the sword sheath heavily smashed against the two claws that were coming at him.    

With an explosive sound, the air seemed to distort, and violent true energy ripples caused the floor around the two of them to shatter. The walls on both sides of the street immediately caved in due to the violent energy waves, collapsing to both sides.    

However, the scabbard in Ming Yu's hands completely blocked the Cross Blood Kill. Don't forget, Ming Yu now has the strength of two thousand lions. You only have the strength of a thousand lions, how can you be Ming Yu's opponent!    

"F * ck off."    

Ming Yu's right foot kicked out and sent You flying. Ming Yu's left hand suddenly pulled back and pulled You Ye back to his side.    

How could Ming Yu not be alarmed. His chain was highly toxic, and if an ordinary person were to touch it, their skin would definitely rot. However, Ming Yu was completely unharmed.    

However, how could he know that Ming Yu, who possessed the Golden Cicada's thin wings, would be afraid of a mere corrosive poison?    

His strong fighting experience and intuition told him that he definitely could not let Ming Yu pull him over. Thus, he immediately gave up on the chain in his hand and jumped back. However, Ming Yu still followed him closely.    

But at this moment, a mournful ghostly wail sounded out from behind him. It was Mo finding the right time to attack from behind.    

"Ming Yu, dying from my Sword Weeping is your supreme honor!"    

"Is that so?"    

However, Ming Yu pulled out his Laryngeal Sealing Sword the moment he turned around. His sword that was emitting a bright and cold light let out a sharp whistle that was close to the speed of sound.    

In a split-second, powerful energy swept out in all directions, and the ghost sword was unable to withstand the powerful energy. It actually exploded into countless sword fragments that shot out in all directions.    

The sword in Ming Yu's hand continued to stab out in the next moment. The violent shock wave from the sword had turned Mo's entire right arm into a bunch of Blood Fog!    

"No!"    

Mo screamed out in pain. He had lost both his arms and turned into a human rod! With a plop, Mo Wuji powerlessly knelt on the ground. His entire body was trembling and his eyes were glazed. Now, he was a complete cripple!    

"This, this is the true Sword Weeping."    

Ming Yu's words pierced Mo Yi's ears like a thunderous roar, causing his entire spirit to crumble. Sobbing Sword was originally Mo's strongest move, but now Ming Yu not only learned Sobbing Sword within a month, he was even going to use Sobbing Sword to defeat Mo, who had performed Sobbing Sword for ten years. This made Mo unable to accept this cruel reality.    

Mo Zi thought that his sword art was powerful, but Ming Yu's sword was faster and more ruthless than him, and the Sword Intent was even stronger than him by several folds. He understood that Ming Yu's talent was far above him, and he might even be able to learn the last ten pages of "Sobbing Sword", which he had not been able to understand in ten years!    

Ming Yu had broken Mo's sword, and Mo Mo's arm had also shattered Mo's most prideful Sword Truth!    

"Ah!    

Mo could no longer withstand such a huge mental blow. He used all his strength and slammed his head against the ground, directly killing himself.    

Looking at Mo Wuji's powerless body lying on the ground, Ming Yu could not help but feel that it was laughable.    

That day when Mo Yi escaped, he had once said that he would make it so that he would die a miserable death. However, today, he was the one who died. He died an unfathomably miserable and miserable death.    

However, Hei Ji would not have been injured if it hadn't been for Mo, and Ming Yu wouldn't have protected Hei Ji from danger. It could be said that Mo Li's death was a well-deserved punishment.    

However, Consort Lee, the person who was in charge of Mo's back, was the real culprit!    

Ming Yu turned around and slowly walked towards Ku and You, who fell to the ground from heavy injuries. They looked at Ming Yu in fear, as if they saw a god of death approaching! Under the terrified eyes of Ku and You, Ming Yu did not hesitate to cut off their throats. Immediately after, Ming Yu placed the three Blood Servant s' corpses into the Storage Bag s.    

The one hundred and eight Blood Servant s of Wan Zhong Manor were governed by different people. The upper echelons of the empire knew very well who was in control of them.    

Ming Yu was worried that he would not get any evidence, but now, these three corpses were the incriminating evidence against Consort Lee for murdering him!    

Ming Yu sat back on his horse and they quickly disappeared at the end of the street.    

Three days later, the competition between empires was still going on. Ye Xi and the elite team Demonic Genius had gathered together. The feast was about to begin, and Seventeenth Prince, who had been called trash, was heading towards the palace quietly.    

Mother, I'm back!