Chapter 89 Leaving in anger

The Night God Festival and Qin Xiaoyi and others did not see this inhumane scene behind the beast tide. At this time, the Night God Festival held his spiritual martial arts six worlds sword tightly in his hand, so that he could do his best to display the second type of the powerful and extraordinary sword formula of the proud sword nine, one sword against the sky.

Under the strong power of the sword, the night god sacrifice killed several flying beasts hovering in the air. This kind of flying beast is similar to a pair of giant wings, but the bodies of these flying beasts are far beyond those tigers in the secular world, and their palms are full of cold light. The sharp claws and sharp serrations in the mouth are far from those secular tigers.

After the Night God Festival displayed a sword to fight against the sky and killed several flying beasts around everyone's heads, its figure immediately turned into a virtual shadow, taking Qin Xiaoyi to a steep mountain peak.

And when Qin Xiaoyi also flew up in the air, she bowed her head and saw several sword formulas by the night god sacrifice. The power of a sword cold Kyushu was frozen in place. At this time, she had already been swallowed up by countless fierce beasts.

The bloody scene of the red blood slowly flowing to the ground made Qin Xiaoyi's heart tremble slightly. Her softness pulled by the Night God Festival pulled slightly to her side, as if she didn't want to be pulled by the hands of the Night God Festival, which were full of blood of the inner hall disciples.

The power of the night god sacrifice at this time is not small, and the spiritual cultivation of the night god sacrifice itself has also reached the double realm of the spiritual general, so Qin Xiaoyi soon found that her white and tender little hand was tightly held by the night god sacrifice, and she could not break free.

It was not until the Night God Festival took her to the steep cliff that Qin Xiaoyi shook off the left hand of the Night God Festival and snorted, "Why did you freeze those inner disciples of the Lingxu Hall in place, so that they were buried in the belly of fierce beasts!"

The night god sacrifice, who was shaken off by Qin Xiaoyi, couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the words, and then still said in his usual indifferent tone, "At that time of life and death, do you want me to remind them to pay attention to avoiding before taking a move? I can't avoid my sword. It can only be said that they are too weak. Even if these people don't die just now, they will die in the belly of fierce beasts sooner or later. For them, they will die sooner or later to participate in this southern barbarian hunting conference, so if they die for our companions, their death can exert the greatest value!"

In the view of the Night God Festival, he worked so hard to bring Qin Xiaoyi out of the tide of beasts, but he was severely scolded by her and blamed the death of those inner disciples on him. This made the night god sacrifice involuntarily feel a little angry, and the tone of Qin Xiaoyi's words inevitably brought a little indifference and ruthlessness.

Hearing such cold-blooded and ruthless words of the Night God Festival, Qin Xiaoyi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, as if she knew that she really understood the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the Night God Festival at this moment.

In fact, all this can't be blamed for ignoring the surnames and lives of the disciples of the inner hall, and using a sword to freeze them in place, because the night god sacrifice did all this to save Qin Xiaoyi and himself from the rush and killing of beasts.

And the cold-blooded and ruthlessness of the Night God Festival has formed this indifferent and cruel style of doing things and the law of the jungle after going to the God Pavilion to accept the cruel experience of those two years.

After all, he can survive in the unbearable cruel experience of the Killing God Pavilion, and also kill 29 people who also participate in the unique experience of the Killing God Pavilion in the final test. Who can do this kind-hearted person?

That's why the Night God Festival said that righteously. In his opinion, even if he did not display the powerful sword formula of cold Kyushu at that time, those inner disciples would die in the barbarian mountains sooner or later. With the strength of their inner hall disciples who have not reached more than the seven-fold realm of spiritual envoys, they can't get out of the tide of beasts smoothly.

Since it will die sooner or later, it is at least much better to die in the frost condensed by the sword of the Night God Festival than to die directly under the palms of those fierce beasts.

"Night God Festival, you!" When Qin Xiaoyi heard that the Night God Festival dared to refute her righteously, she couldn't help but be speechless by the Night God Festival. In her opinion, since the Night God Festival has joined the Virtual Spirit Gate, she should obey her own instructions.

Even if the night god sacrifice does not want to obey her orders and instructions, it will not make her so taken for granted, as if those inner hall disciples of the Lingxu Hall deserve to die.

"What am I? I didn't expect that I would be so cold-blooded, right? Seeing the incredible look in the anger on Qin Xiaoyi's pretty face, the night god sacrifice couldn't help laughing coldly. He glanced at Qin Xiaoyi indifferently and said coldly.

"Hmm! Night God Festival, this time even if I, Qin Xiaoyi, was blind and saw the wrong person!" Qin Xiaoyi turned angrily when she heard the words, got up and flew away in the distance.

When he turned around, he looked back at the night god sacrifice and showed an unconcealed disappointment in his eyes.

Even if she had long known that the Night God Festival had experienced the cruel and unbearable life-and-death experience of Killing the God Pavilion, the surname love would definitely become more paranoid and cruel and cold-blooded than ordinary people, but she just couldn't accept the way the Night God Festival sneered and spoke to her.

The cold and ruthless words pierced deeply into her soft heart, leaving an indelible scar in it. It's just that what she didn't see was that when she got up and flew away, a trace of loneliness slowly appeared on the face of the night god sacrifice, which had always been indifferent.

I don't know why the Night God Festival has become so ruthless at this time. Maybe it is the crisis of life and death, which is buried in the depths of my heart. All the unbearable memories of the Killing of the God Pavilion are stimulated, so that he can't help but have a cruel and bloodthirsty meaning in his heart. From an indifferent and calm young man to a cruel and ruthless executioner.

Of course, it is also possible that the night god sacrifice is born with this kind of person. His surname is naturally cold-blooded, ruthless and cruel and paranoid, but now all this is not important, because even the night god sacrifice does not know which kind of person he belongs to.

After Qin Xiaoyi left angrily, the night god sacrifice stood in place silently for a moment, and then also released the spiritual power in the meridians in his body and flew away. However, the direction he left was not the direction of Qin Xiaoyi left, but the direction that the group of people walked when Xiao Yehan led the rest of the inner hall disciples into the dense forest of the Jieman Mountain Mountains.

"Maybe from the beginning, I was destined to be this kind of person. I was cold-blooded and ruthless. I was only driven by the hatred in my heart and became a walking corpse who only knew revenge... Maybe, this is my fate..."

In the void beyond everyone's reach, the figure of the Night God Festival sped by, leaving his muttering voice...