Chapter 157: A Sharp Sword Pierces the Heart, Liberation and New Life

The air was filled with fairy air.

The colors of Mount Li were gorgeous and dazzling.

Chen Xi forced the opera stars to retreat with one move and went straight to the old mother of Mount Li on the stage!

The old mother sighed and tapped the ground with her dragon-headed cane.

The four beautiful women who were originally standing on the stage were immediately turned into confetti all over the sky.

The confetti was flying, which was particularly spectacular.

One by one, paper horses and paper soldiers fell from the sky.

They were like heavenly soldiers and generals, lined up and beat drums, with great momentum.

"Little tricks..."

The dragon head on Chen Xi's neck was eager to try.

He raised the colorful glass lamp again, and then blew the golden wind from his mouth!

The golden wind sent coolness, carrying wisps of colorful glass fire!

The seemingly powerful and unstoppable paper soldiers and horses were all turned into ashes, without even a wave.

Chen Xi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He didn't know whether it was because the seven-colored glazed lamp was too powerful, or whether the so-called Old Mother of Mount Li was just a silver spear with a wax head.

If Chen Xi remembered correctly, Bai Zhengdan and Qing Wudan had praised the Old Mother as the only immortal god in this demonic world.

But now the Old Mother's performance made it hard to believe that she was an immortal god.

Logically speaking, even if the seven-colored glazed lamp was powerful, it was only relative.

The seven-colored glazed fire only had great damage to those with deep obsessions.

But if the Old Mother was an immortal god, the seven-colored glazed fire should not be able to do anything to her.

After all, immortal gods are ruthless, indifferent to the world, cut off mortal ties, have shallow desires, and their obsessions have long disappeared...

But if the Old Mother was not an immortal god, then where did this misty immortal aura come from?

Chen Xi was puzzled and simply stopped thinking about these things.

The soldiers and horses were broken, and He took another step forward, approaching the old mother!

However, at the same time, a big red figure came to kill at this time.

"My love, I made a mistake~"

A red sleeve, peony flowers blooming.

Hongniang came first, stepping with a fierce look on her face.

A sharp sword was unsheathed, and went straight to Chen Xi's throat.

"Swish!"

Chen Xi's head was chopped off, but was caught by an arm and pressed back again.

Then, he stretched out another arm and grabbed Hongniang's neck tightly.

Hongniang's face flushed red, and her legs kept tossing in the air.

Her eyes were full of hatred, as if she wanted to eat Chen Xi alive.

"Alas..."

"Go and be free..."

Chen Xi sighed for some reason.

"Crack!"

A creepy crisp sound followed.

Hongniang's neck tilted, and she was dead.

However, strangely, the hatred in Hongniang's eyes disappeared after her death.

She smiled and looked relaxed.

After Hongniang died, she turned into a mask and fell to the ground.

Suddenly!

"Puff!"

A snow-white sword pierced Chen Xi's heart from behind.

It was freezing cold and chilled all over.

Chen Xi looked down at the tip of the snow-white sword in front of him with an inexplicable expression.

Strange...

The clairvoyant and clairaudient were not able to detect it. It seems that my mother still has some tricks...

"Saint monk..."

Bai Zhengdan's trembling voice came from behind him.

Obviously, the person who just pierced his heart with a sword was Bai Zhengdan!

Chen Xi could clearly feel that the sword was shaking slightly, indicating that the sword owner was not calm.

He immediately moved his head and turned himself 180 degrees.

Soon, he saw Bai Zhengdan in a white dress as white as snow.

At this time, Bai Zhengdan was holding the sword tightly in her hand, and her whole body was trembling.

The expression on her face was extremely complicated!

Sometimes she was resentful and angry, as if she didn't understand why Chen Xi wanted to kill her.

Sometimes she was worried and terrified, as if she was afraid that she really killed Chen Xi.

Two completely opposite emotions were constantly intertwined in Bai Zhengdan.

Obviously, Bai Zhengdan, like the three female actors of Miss Mu, was influenced by her mother.

"Mother!"

Chen Xi spoke in a deep voice, his anger was even worse, and he was furious.

Among the four women, he admired Bai Zhengdan the most.

It was not a love between men and women, but because when he was deeply confused and embarrassed, he never despised him, but took care of him everywhere.

Chen Xi was able to kill the four women easily and without any burden before.

It was entirely because he knew that the best choice was to free them from their mother's hands.

Otherwise, they were just a show set up by their mother to recruit husbands this time.

What they thought, what they did, were not their own will. They were all what the old mother wanted them to do, not what they wanted.

Liberation is not death, but rebirth.

But now that he has liberated the four women, the old mother pulled them out again and fooled them as dolls.

Even let Bai Zhengdan, such a soft-tempered guy, kill him with his own sword.

What the old mother was thinking was obvious.

"Bang!"

Chen Xi took a deep breath, and then his eight arms shook violently!

In an instant, Bai Zhengdan flew backwards and hit the stage, spitting blood from his mouth and staining his clothes.

Chen Xi did not look at Bai Zhengdan, but stared at the old mother at the top.

He grinned and pulled out the sword with his own hands!

At this moment, blood gushed out from his heart. And unexpectedly...

The blood in Chen Xi's heart was... black.

The black blood, as black as ink, kept wriggling.

If Mu Zha were to come back to life here, he would definitely recognize that this black blood is somewhat similar to the Three Thousand Weak Waters!

Chen Xi's vitals were injured, but he was unaffected as if nothing had happened.

When he became "Him", Chen Xi was no longer an ordinary person.

Now "Him" carries the obsessions of all living beings!

He cannot die, and will not die!

"Swoosh!"

Chen Xi fought back with an eye for an eye, and threw the sword stained with his heart blood directly out.

The sword broke through the air, like a flying sword, leaving a trace of afterimage.

The black heart blood infected the snow-white sword, turning it as black as ink.

Indistinctly, there were even the mumblings of sentient beings on it...

"Master Chen, my biggest vision in life is to venture into the martial arts world, kill a demon with my own hands, and become famous all over the world!"

"Hahaha, Brother Chen, my biggest vision is to write a poem that will be passed down through the ages!"

"Hey! Chen kid, I don't have such a big vision as theirs. I just want to drink a lot, eat a lot of meat, and marry a beautiful wife."

"Saint monk, take our wishful thinking and go on, hahaha..."

The sharp sword soared into the sky, and the mumblings on it were looming, just like the waves of three thousand weak waters.

Seeing this, the old mother's face was slightly condensed, and she couldn't help but hold the dragon-headed cane tightly.

He wanted to do something, but suddenly stopped.

Then, the old mother's face relaxed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't move at all.

Seeing the sharp sword, it was about to pierce the old mother.

At this moment!

"Don't... don't hurt my mother..."

A white shadow quickly met the sword!

When Chen Xi saw this, his face suddenly darkened.

"Puchi!!!"

The white shadow was pierced by the sword and fell directly from the air.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Saint monk, mother... you must, must have some misunderstanding..."

Obviously, the white shadow was Bai Zhengdan.

At this time, she fell to the ground, looking extremely miserable.

Coincidentally, the sword also pierced her heart.

The black blood on it made Bai Zhengdan look dazed and his voice weakened.

Until death was imminent, Bai Zhengdan still had a fluke.

He even opened his mouth, wanting to smooth things over between Chen Xi and his mother and resolve this conflict.

Whether it was his mother or Chen Xi, they all hurt her badly.

My mother never regarded her as a disciple...

Let her be bullied by the golden leopard, and watch the last housekeeper punish her without any distinction.

Without asking her wishes, she was forced to marry him and sit on the mountain to find a husband.

All these things can be seen.

To her mother, she was just a puppet like a leopard.

Not to mention Chen Xi, he killed her with his own hands and had no feelings from beginning to end.

Even so, Bai Zhengdan still wanted to speak for them before he died...

Chen Xi didn't understand this.

Is Bai Zhengdan a fool?

Can't she see that even if she didn't block the sword just now, it might not hurt her mother?

There are two big demons in the field, and they are even suspected to be gods and Buddhas.

And she, a little demon, wants to block the sword for such an existence, isn't it looking for death?

Is she a saint, or is she doing it on purpose to seek death and relief?

"Cough..."

"So, it turns out that the sharp sword pierced my heart, it hurts so much."

"I'm sorry... holy monk..."

Bai Zhengdan's voice was very small, as thin as a mosquito.

But Chen Xi could hear it clearly.

At this moment, the hatred on Bai Zhengdan's face had completely disappeared.

She opened her hazy eyes and carefully took a last look at Chen Xi, with a flash of deep love in her eyes.

But even if she died, Bai Zhengdan did not dare to show it like Miss Mu.

With this love, Bai Zhengdan was completely stained and drowned by the black blood, turning into a large pool of black blood.

The black blood squirmed and spit out a face.

"Mother, did you enjoy watching this play?"

Chen Xi retracted his gaze and fixed it on his mother, his tone becoming more dangerous.

The anger was pounding!

The dragon head on his neck grinned.

But the Buddha head on his neck looked solemn.

"Fool, stop making trouble."

"Mother doesn't blame you. I was too anxious to have a big fat grandson, so I didn't ask you if you like him."

"How about this, you stay a little longer."

"I'll search for you again, and I'll definitely find you a few more beautiful brides."

The old mother seemed to be too immersed in the play, and she was crying and touching.

Seeing this, Chen Xi's face was gloomy.

This time, the old mother was humiliating Him!

Pretending to be confused when knowing the truth is really disgusting.

"Since that's the case, let's have a good fight."

Chen Xi's tone gradually became colder, and an inexplicable aura spread rapidly.

Great terror!

This time, He did not use any great power, but exuded the oppressive feeling unique to the great demon by himself!

The wind and clouds changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The gorgeous Mount Li was slightly eclipsed.

He raised the colorful glass cup, the dragon head on his neck grinned, and spewed golden wind from his mouth!

In an instant, the raging sea of ​​fire surged!

The golden wind sent the glass fire, and the sea of ​​fire soared into the sky with murderous aura.

The colorful clouds illuminated the sky, and in one day, all the mountains were burned red.

The overwhelming colorful glass fire showed its fierce power!