Chapter 842

"Ni Shuang, why did you block it for me!" Ji Yao cries.

Ni Shuang wears a satisfied smile.

"Slaughter Su Ming... the person you love, I must protect well..."

Subsequently, her beautiful light-blue eyes look at Slaughter Su Ming, with infinite words she wants to say.

Her lips move slightly as she says.

Want to be with you forever... wandering the ends of the earth.

But how can I tell you...

She makes no sound, but Slaughter Su Ming reads her words.

Ni Shuang has blood on the corner of her mouth, and finally, she completely stops breathing.

She is dead.

After Slaughter Su Ming's rebirth, for the first time, he reveals an urgent look.

He takes out the Orange Blood Heart and hands it to her lips.

But it is already too late.

The moment she was pierced through the heart, she had already completely died.

She didn't even experience the state of being on the verge of death before she died.

A Sixth-Turn Venerable, with just one strike, can directly kill a Fifth-Turn!

Even leaving the other party without time to experience the state of being on the verge of death.

This is the power of a Venerable!

Ji Yao's eyes are filled with monstrous sorrow, and her fangs become sharp.

"I... I can save you; I can transform you into a vampire!"

"Ni Shuang, don't die, Shuang..." She cries, biting toward Ni Shuang's neck.

But Ni Shuang has no reaction at all.

The vampire bloodline can only transform people who still have a breath left.

If they are already dead, they cannot be saved.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yao, Yan Ze, Jiang Yunqing, and others are wide-eyed with fury.

"No!! Ni Shuang!!" Yan Ze's voice trembles.

"Damn Xuanjing!!"

At this moment, everyone is angry.

Slaughter Su Ming's pupils instantly lose focus.

That heart-piercing sorrow spreads through his heart.

He stares blankly at the scene in front of him, and endless calmness actually emerges in his eyes.

But this calmness is the ultimate manifestation of anger.

This look makes several Fifth-Turns sit down on the ground with a thud, the maintenance of their skills instantly shattering, and they gasp for air.

This is the limit of the Killing God's anger.

Guo Xin also cannot help but tremble in his heart, feeling a hint of fear.

Even facing a Seventh-Turn, he had never had this kind of feeling.

But soon this emotion is cast to the back of his mind.

The joy of victory being within reach soon permeates his soul.

"Hmph, just an illusion; no matter how angry, it won't change anything."

He says with a smile, extremely arrogant.

Subsequently, he descends from the air, arrives in front of Slaughter Su Ming, stands with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of arrogance.

"A brute, suppressed by fate."

"A fool, dominated by fate."

"And a smart person chooses to follow fate and borrow its power to ascend to the heavens!"

"My arrangement, Guo Xin's, makes Heisha's destruction a fate; the outcome of the guild war is decided!"

"Slaughter Slaughter Su Ming is not on your side!" Guo Xin laughs dashingly, with unbridled passion.

Slaughter Su Ming slowly stands up and looks at him from afar.

"Everything is an arrangement of fate?"

He has a blank expression.

He raises his left hand, his gaze reflecting a terrifying anger as if the sun, moon, and stars were shattering.

In this instant, even the air produces a substantial distortion.

Slaughter Su Ming's killing intent, through his pupils, shatters a skill of a low-realm enemy.

This is not the effect of any skill; it is just killing intent.

Just pure killing intent.

"I, Slaughter Su Ming... am the one who slays fate."

On his fingertip, a ring flashes with brilliance.