Chapter 274 Why?

Zhu Zining said slowly, "Li Po carries the Emperor's luck, which can resolve some of the power of karma. You also have the Greedy Wolf luck, which can still resolve some of the karma."

"Why don't you now worship Li Po as your king and help him bear some of the karma?"

"I know that with the skills of Head Ye, it wouldn't be difficult to arrange a feng shui formation here to connect your luck with Li Po's."

"I can give you time to set up the formation."

Ye Yang finally said three words at this time, "Why?"

"Because of Qu Mo!" Zhu Zining said, "Qu Mo is the only man who has ever moved my heart."

"Li Po is Qu Mo's disciple, so I promised Li Po that I would give him a chance, tolerate him once, and let him go once."

"I only want the luck on you and him, not your lives!"

Before Ye Yang could speak, Zhu Zining held up a finger and gently shook it twice, "Head Ye, don't ask why I don't let Li Po go? Because I don't intend to take his life, so there is no question of letting him go or not, only whether you save him or not."

After Ye Yang said the word "why," he didn't say another word. His cold face didn't change at all, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

As soon as Zhu Zining's voice fell, the cold flame in Ye Yang's hand burst out, and the cold light brought up by the long sword was like a meteor, piercing straight at the opponent's brow at an unspeakable speed.

Ye Yang's speed was too fast. When the tip of the sword pierced through the air, it actually formed two wave-like ripples.

The experts blocking Ye Yang even had the illusion that the sound of the sword qi "sizzling" through the air couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword.

Ye Yang's sword seemed to come from the void, and also seemed to shatter the void. Before it approached Zhu Zining, the experts guarding Zhu Zining all blocked the edge of the cold flame.

Blood splattered, but the sword light didn't stop.

A string of blood droplets sprinkled into the air, and the sword light, carrying the meaning of thunder, continued to rush towards Zhu Zining.

The experts of the Samsara Division were like moths flying to a flame, without hesitation, and fearlessly blocked Ye Yang's sword.

More than a dozen weapons collided with Ye Yang's long sword in rapid succession within a distance of ten meters.

Blood flowers and sparks flashed in the air.

Sword light and saber light reflected each other.

Light and shadow, blood shadows, and human figures advanced rapidly.

However, just as Ye Yang's sword qi was about to approach the target, a figure suddenly crashed from behind. The force of that person's impact was like a meteorite from a mountain peak, unbelievably fast and irreversible.

When Ye Yang realized that someone was desperately attacking from behind, it was already too late to avoid it.

"Kill!" Ye Yang roared sharply, and his figure burst out. In an instant, the cold flame flew back and stabbed, and hundreds of sword lights enveloped him from behind with that one sword.

At the same time, the Samsara Division experts who rushed up formed a siege against Ye Yang.

The person who charged up was immediately hit by dozens of swords. As the violent sword light rotated back and forth on the opponent's body, the blood on his body spurted out like a fountain. Ye Yang crashed into his opponent in the same way, forcibly cutting a path out of the encirclement.

The experts who surrounded Ye Yang also struck with their swords and sabers at this time.

The sword in Ye Yang's hand once again turned into light and shadow, passing through the crowd.

When Ye Yang stood firm again, the right hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly.

Under the illumination of the fire, Ye Yang already had several wounds on his body, and half of his white clothes were soaked in blood.

Behind him, there were also more than thirty corpses lying on the ground.

Zhu Zining applauded gently and said, "Head Ye, your reputation is indeed well-deserved!"

"Head Ye, although you are invincible, the Samsara Division never lacks talents."

"We have countless Yellow Spring smugglers in our hands. As long as I am willing, I can mass-produce practitioners."

"I exchanged thirty people for five wounds on Head Ye's body. I think this deal is worth it."

Zhu Zining smiled and said, "Head Ye, you can try another sword. I will still use thirty people to exchange for your injury."

"One hundred people can exchange for one of Head Ye's arms."

"Five hundred people can exchange for Head Ye's life. Our Samsara Division would be taking a huge advantage."

While Zhu Zining was speaking, a strange light flashed in her eyes. The Samsara Division experts surrounding her seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. Their faces were distorted beyond recognition, the veins on their foreheads were throbbing, and their eyes were full of killing intent, just like fierce ghosts!

If they attacked again, they would be as crazy as a swarm of bees, knowing that they would die, but still sending poisonous needles into their opponents' bodies before they died.

Zhu Zining smiled and said, "Head Ye, in fact, you didn't make up your mind to kill me just now."

"If your attitude was more firm, with the determination to risk having your spine broken and becoming a cripple, you would have at least a 70% chance of beheading me with your sword."

"I know that Head Ye is not someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"The reason why you are not willing to risk your life is because you are afraid that no one will reinforce Li Po after you die!"

"Li Po, using himself as bait and deliberately releasing the only feng shui master of Liangjie Tang (Two Worlds Hall), is actually his biggest mistake."

"Not only did he not successfully lure the enemy, but he also put himself in danger."

"Without you, Li Po cannot leave the Misty Rain Tower."

"Do you want to help Li Po bear the karma? Think about it?"