Chapter 72: A True Man (2/2)

Even though he was risking death, even though he was playing into Shangguan Xiu’s hand, Meng Hao knew that in life, there are soo anyway

Fear and doubt were not for true , his desire to kill never so intense It could not be dispelled by the death of one person, but rather every person involved inthe blood spell

“In my years of Cultivation, there are people who I haven’t killed It’s not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to” His speed increased, his eyes flashi+ng with death, but his heart calm By now he had reached the area of the blood spell He shot toward a Cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Condensation who sat there

He wore black robes and looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old As Meng Hao rushed toward him, he opened his eyes Shocked, he lifted his hand, but in that instant, Meng Hao, his face expression cold and filled with death, shot past hi Hao’s hand Behind him, a head flew up into the air, its face filled with confusion The body fell over onto the ground

The reek of blood filled the air The corpse twitched a few times and then was still

There was no shout of pain, no struggle To Meng Hao, it was as si a chicken As he had said, it was not that he couldn’t kill, he just didn’t like to

“When you try to cut off a chicken’s head,” said Meng Hao to hile People usually struggle even harder But without a head, you don’t evenback at the corpse behind hi intent

He ure appeared in front of him This person had clearly not sensed the death of his co the spell

He didn’t even have a chance to open his eyes before his head flew off his body

“Shangguan Xiu, you forcein front ofdroplets of blood flying about everywhere, then vanished

Because of the death of the two Cultivators, ripples had appeared in the red-colored spell This in turn shocked the rest of people ereit; one after another, they opened their eyes and stood up, glancing around cautiously

Meanwhile, atop the littered as he looked down at as going on below

The Blood Qi seerow thicker, but he couldn’t see clearly as happening He frowned and harruht hand, and a Globe of blood appeared, about the size of a human head Blood Qi swirled around inside With the flick of a sleeve, he sent the Blood Globe shooting down Mount Daqing, where it sla boo weak Suddenly, a shrill screa out from within the spell Difficult to describe, it seemed to be filled with pain

Mo out This scream clearly caguan Xiu frowned Looking down at the blood-colored spell, it appeared to have shrunk by almost half and was somewhat murky

A third person screamed, then a fourth, almost at the same time More screams echoed out, over and over, until finally the blood-colored spell was couan Xiu looked down to see… a dozen headless corpses

His eyes narrowed, and his body spun There, on a s Hao He was spattered with blood and gore, and despite looking somewhat frail and weak, walked slowly up the mountain, his face expressionless

In his hands, he carried a dozen severed heads Shangguan Xiu looked at hi Hao tossed the heads forward, and they plopped to the ground in front of Shangguan Xiu, who then flicked his sleeve, sending the Hao, his voice hoarse He usually didn’t want to kill, but today He did