Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 240 I am an undercover agent

"It's been eleven years..." Yi Yu looked at the Ninth Seat with emotion in his eyes, and then continued to talk about the past, "I still remember the first time I saw you..."

"Yes, Master Whisper..."

The Ninth Seat had a calm expression, the blade on his back ready to stab the Whispering at any time.

"Haha, I remember you like Water Margin very much..." Yi Yu said with a smile on his face, as if he was recalling some good memories from the past.

"You have a really good memory, Master Yiyu..."

The ninth seat spoke calmly.

"So...are you willing to die for me?" Yayu's eyes fell on the ninth seat and he spoke again.

"As soon as you die, the energy this altar lacks will be replenished immediately, so for the [believers], for the Ancient God Church, and for me... go and die."

"Mr. Whisper..."

The ninth seat suddenly laughed, and laughed very happily.

"He Lin....Do you have any last words?"

When Yiyu saw the ninth seat suddenly laughed, he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You... haven't changed at all!"

The Ninth Seat chuckled and spoke, but the smile gradually faded. The murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all, and the blade on his back pierced into Yi Yu's chest like lightning.

Pfft!

Blood splattered everywhere, gushing out from the whispering chest.

The smile on Yiyu's face suddenly froze, and he seemed a little unbelievable.

Why...why could the Ninth Seat take action against him.

You know, according to the soul contract he signed, the other party would never attack him.

"I'm sorry, Master Yiyu, I won't pretend anymore... I'm an undercover agent! So, you should just go and die..."

The ninth seat smiled, exerted more force with his hands, and stabbed the blade deeper, and blood flowed out uncontrollably...

The severe pain made Yiyu's face look a little hideous, but at this moment he was more shocked.

"This is impossible!" His eyes were full of disbelief. "I have planted a soul contract with you. You can't possibly betray me!"

"Soul Contract..." A hint of mockery appeared in the eyes of the Ninth Seat, "You believed in that thing too much, which led to the situation today."

Yi Yu frowned, his eyes full of confusion. You know, his soul contract has always been an unsolvable existence. He didn't expect that someone would slap him in the face and tell him that it was useless.

The ninth seat's smile widened. At this moment, the identities of hunter and prey had completely switched. His eyes fell on Yi Yu, "So, Yi Yu... do you have any last words?"

Yi Yu stared at him for a long time, a hint of coldness in his eyes. "He Lin, I must admit that your identity surprised me... but if you think you have won, it is a bit naive.

[Psychic] The team has been chasing me for so long but failed to kill me, how could I die so easily in your hands? "

"Really?" The Ninth Seat sneered, took out a dagger from his pocket again and stabbed it into Yiyu's throat, intending to kill Yiyu directly there.

Just when the dagger was about to pierce Yiyu, Yiyu's figure suddenly disappeared.

The Ninth Seat's eyes narrowed. He was so badly injured, how could he still use [Meng Qi] forcibly?

"Don't forget, this place... is a nightmare I created." Yiyu's figure appeared in the distance, but his face was very pale. It was obvious that forcibly using [Mengqi] had put a heavy burden on him.

Yi Yu didn't notice at this moment that a small hole had appeared in his nightmare space...

.......

Li Mingxuan took a deep breath and slowly gathered the strength in his hands. He had no time left and had to kill the opponent in one go. At the moment, Shen Qingzhu was not undercover among the believers, so He Lin alone could not kill Yiyu.

A whistling gale swirled from under Li Mingxuan's feet. The corners of his clothes rustled in the wind, and a blue light flashed in his eyes.

The storm is coming...

As Li Mingxuan slowly raised his right hand holding the sword, a terrifying aura instantly burst out from his body. Endless sword intent came from the sword, as if the whole world was shrouded by this sword.

This is one of the swords that the Sword Saint taught him. At this moment, Li Mingxuan has perfectly replicated it. Although its power is far less than Zhou Ping's, but... the sword has taken shape!

At this moment, the sword in Li Mingxuan's hand swung slowly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, but it concealed endless murderous intent.

Ding!

As the clear sound of sword rang out, endless sword intent fiercely slashed towards the third seat.

The third seat felt this powerful sword intent, his eyes widened, and a strong threat of death surged in his heart.

will die!

This was the third seat's first thought, but at this moment he had to hold the other party back so that Lord Whispering could complete the summoning ceremony.

In that case...fight him!

The third seat gritted his teeth, veins on his forehead exposed, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Behind him, four black flower buds have fully bloomed.

The moment the bud blooms, it emanates a pungent evil smell, as if it is a dark force surging from the abyss.

The black petals slowly unfolded, revealing the pistil that was sparkling with cold light. Four phantoms slowly emerged on it, like four dazzling black gems, emitting an enchanting and dangerous light.

The third seat's body radiated dazzling light, illuminating the entire dark space.

His aura was also rapidly increasing, this was his forbidden place... [Nine Yin].

The power of Jinxu surged out of his body like a volcanic eruption, and the powerful energy fluctuations caused the surrounding air to become distorted.

His body was gradually enveloped by light, as if he had turned into a burning star, emitting endless light and heat.

But at this moment, the third seat did not dare to be arrogant. The power in his hands continued to gather. Several ferocious thunders gathered into a dazzling long sword of lightning and stabbed towards Li Mingxuan.

The combined power of these four black flowers is not much inferior to Klein's peak power.

boom! ! !

The lightning sword and the endless sword intent collided fiercely. The already dilapidated underground sank dozens of meters at this moment, and countless air waves continued to spread outward from the center of the two people.

But the power of the sword that Li Mingxuan unleashed was clearly beyond Klein's peak, and was even approaching the ceiling of the half-step human being.

Wow!

An endless sword force swallowed up the lightning spear in the blink of an eye, and struck the third seat without losing momentum.

Pfft!

The third seat vomited blood, his body flew backwards quickly, hit the wall hard, and fainted. The aftermath of the sword's will bombarded a piece of space, directly breaking open a corner of it.