Martial Godly Emperor

"I know you are not afraid of death. But if you don't say it, you will wish you were dead!"    

Meng Yu's voice was even colder than his sword.    

His words seemed to come from the depths of hell.    

Donghe Xiong's dantian had been destroyed. His right arm had been cut off, and he could be killed at any time.    

Although he felt unwilling and resentful, he didn't feel fear.    

However, if he were to suffer a miserable torture before his death, he would be in so much pain that he wouldn't be able to accept it.    

No matter how fearless one was, they would still be scared of that type of desperate feeling, knowing that they were going to die, yet they would still be ripped apart, skinned, and torn to pieces.    

"This is the Heavenly Cloud Sect. You, you dare to torture and kill me?"    

Donghe Xiong gritted his teeth and spat out a large amount of blood from his mouth.    

"Yes."    

Meng Yu's reply was very concise.    

Furthermore, he wanted to use action to express his determination.    

The Icy Sword flew out and hovered above Donghe Xiong's head. It wanted to come down from above and cut off his nose and lips.    

"Meng Yu, how dare you harm your fellow disciples in front of so many disciples?"    

Li Heng, who had been watching the battle just now, brought a few disciples to the bottom of the fighting stage and shouted at Meng Yu.    

"Li Heng, don't use the double standard again. Use your trick on me. You know better than me how to activate the 'Unending Fights' formation on this stage."    

"Once the Unending Fights formation is activated, only Donghe Xiong and I can live. Only then can the formation be activated automatically."    

"If I am the one who is injured now, I'm afraid you will clap your hands and cheer for me below the stage, right?"    

Meng Yu said faintly, without even turning his head to look at Li Heng.    

"What is it? Is this fight to the death caused by Li Heng?"    

"What is he doing? Why does he always want to deal with Meng Yu?"    

"Did Meng Yu kill eighteen generations of his family's ancestors, or did he kill his family's Female Cultivator?"    

Among the hundreds of thousands of disciples who were watching the battle, there were many disciples with powerful backgrounds who weren't afraid of Li Heng. Soon, some of them came out to question him.    

These people didn't deliberately lower their voices. These words were transmitted into Li Heng's ears. He was so angry that he turned his head around. He wanted to find those people who were talking among the hundreds of thousands of disciples. Helpless, there were too many people. His strength wasn't enough, so he couldn't find them.    

Even if he found them, these people were not afraid of him.    

"Donghe Xiong, I have let you down this time!"    

"Now, I will avenge you and destroy this formation!"    

Li Heng said to Donghe Xiong via divine sense.    

"Hahahaha!"    

Donghe Xiong burst into laughter when he heard what Li Heng said.    

"His death is imminent. Has he gone mad?"    

Many of the disciples below the stage looked at this man suspiciously.    

"You still don't want to say it?"    

Meng Yu's eyes were cold.    

"If you have the guts, then give me a quick death. You want to know what you want from my mouth? Dream on!"    

Donghe Xiong's body was covered in blood, but his voice was firm and forceful.    

Meng Yu looked at him. If it was any other time, he would admire this kind of person. He was unyielding and unyielding.    

Perhaps he would give him a quick death.    

However, this was a huge grudge between his parents. Yuan Bin of the East River had hunted down his father before!    

He had to force out some clues.    

Under the guidance of his Spiritual Consciousness, the Icy Sword instantly fell.    

Donghe Xiong's nose and lips were flattened.    

That originally gentle and proper face became ugly at this moment.    

Only two bloody holes were left on his nose. His mouth was gone, and a mouthful of blood fang was exposed in the air. It was very ugly.    

Then, Meng Yu's sword was going to cut off this person's left hand.    

At this moment, the Unending Formation let out a loud bang and gave off a loud buzzing sound.    

Li Heng wanted to destroy this formation!    

If the formation was destroyed, everyone inside would be killed by the power of the formation!    

"Die!"    

Li Heng laughed.    

If he could kill Meng Yu because of this, then the East River's Yuan Bin would let him live, right?    

The formation was on the verge of collapsing.    

It looked like it was about to collapse.    

Meng Yu looked at Li Heng. His eyes, which were as clear as a lake, were flickering with Red Flame!    

He unsheathed his Icy Sword and slashed at Donghe Xiong's head in an instant.    

Chi...    

The sharp sword fell and the unyielding head flew up into the sky. Blood splashed across the sky.    

Donghe Xiong begged for mercy, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.    

With a light bang, the formation was undone in an instant.    

A figure rushed out in an instant.    

The Wind-thunder Wings flapped wildly, leaving a deep blue mark under the blue sky.    

Li Heng only felt his vision blur.    

He suddenly felt a huge danger approaching.    

He took a few steps back, but his body was stopped by a snow-white Ice Arc!    

A White-clothed Youth instantly appeared in front of him. The sword was shining with a cold light under the sunlight, pressing against his throat.    

"You want to destroy the formation, come and kill me?"    

The voice was very cold.    

Li Heng felt a sharp pain in his throat.    

Some warm liquid spurted out from there!    

He wanted to kill him!    

"How did his strength increase so quickly?"    

He was very surprised.    

"My god! That Meng Yu wants to kill Li Heng!"    

"Li Heng is a core deacon of the sect. Even if he deserves to die, he still needs the Law-enforcing Hall to judge him. He is just a disciple, how can he do such a thing?"    

"Senior brother, are you blind? Didn't you see that Li Heng wanted to destroy the formation and force that kid to death?"    

"Damn it, you're the blind one. I'm saying that kid is too bold. He even dared to kill a deacon. Why are you scolding me?"    

The disciples below the stage looked at Meng Yu in shock.    

"Meng Yu, you dare to kill me?"    

Li Heng shouted at Meng Yu.    

Although his voice was firm, his heart was filled with fear.    

"Of course. Whoever kills me, I'll kill them!" Meng Yu replied in a domineering manner.    

Although the sword was slow, it didn't stop. It continued to stab at Li Heng's throat.    

Li Heng could even hear the sound of his weak muscles being cut by a sharp blade.    

"You, what do you want?" He was afraid.    

A clown like Li Heng couldn't be compared with the strong-willed Donghe Xiong.    

"I'm going to kill you." Meng Yu said.    

"No, no, Meng Yu, everything is negotiable." Li Heng was scared.    

When he saw this person torture Donghe Xiong, his clear eyes did not contain any human emotions.    

"Tell me, who is Yuan Bin of East River?" The young man said in a low voice.    

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you." Li Heng said.    

"Chi!"    

The Icy Sword carried the fluttering snowflakes as it sliced open his chest, causing blood to spurt out. Li Heng howled in pain.    

"Don't negotiate with me." The youth hovered in the air, his voice cold.    

"That Meng Yu is really living a carefree life. Whoever kills him, he will kill them." When many disciples saw this scene, they were full of praise and envy.    

"He is a disciple of Yuncong Kingdom, a friend of the Fourth Elder. He has the Cultivation Level of an Eighth Level Golden Core Stage." Li Heng quickly transmitted his voice.    

He wouldn't dare to tell them about the East River's Yuan Bin in front of so many people.    

"What else?"    

"He is a commander of the Yuncong Kingdom."    

"Where is he now? Do you have a portrait of him?" Meng Yu asked.    

"I don't know where he is. I have a portrait, but it's not convenient for me to give it to you here..." Li Heng said.    

Meng Yu looked at him, "You want to die now?"    

"No no..." Li Heng quickly gave a crystal ball to Meng Yu.    

The young man immediately put it into his ring.    

"Then, now, can you let me go?" Li Heng pleaded.