Chapter 593: 590. Situ Xiuneng, dead! Situ Xiuneng couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.
He was just mocking the opponent, wasn’t he?
Now it’s turned around, and he’s the one being mocked all the time.
It’s truly laughable.
With a bitter smile, Situ Xiuneng, his mouth filled with crimson blood, said, "I’ve lost... As long as you don’t kill me, I’m willing to agree to any of your conditions."
Long Ke, hearing this, couldn’t help but slightly raise his forehead with a laugh. But after laughing twice, he immediately stopped, looked down at Situ Xiuneng squarely, and said, "Your disciple died, you endured. You lost yourself, and still chose to endure. You indeed have quite the endurance. So why change your appearance and come to the Immortal Sect?"
Situ Xiuneng did not address this question, he simply followed up with one sentence.
"I have already admitted defeat."
Long Ke coldly looked at Situ Xiuneng and said, "It’s good you know. Then you should also know that the loser does not qualify to make demands."
Long Ke was already prepared to take action.
However, she still looked towards Wen Ping.
Not only because Wen Ping is the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, but because killing Situ Xiuneng is not a trivial matter for the Immortal Sect.
The decision must be given to Wen Ping.
In response, Wen Ping just casually said, "Dispose of him at your pleasure, I am not afraid of the Hundred Sects Alliance’s coalition forces."
"Hmm, hmm."
Long Ke nodded, turned around.
The Dragon Beard then rose, sharply aiming at Situ Xiuneng’s forehead.
The killing intent arose!
Exposed with nothing hidden!
"I am the Silver Level Chief, have already lowered myself to such a degree, what more do you want? Leave a margin when doing things, so it’s easier to meet in the future, stop forcing people too much!" Situ Xiuneng growled, with hatred flashing in his eyes.
Long Ke replied faintly, "But I don’t want to see you."
But at that moment, Zi Ran suddenly remembered something from afar and hurriedly shouted from atop the Main Hall, "Elder Zhao, act quickly, he wants to use the Secret Technique to escape!"
The vein technique unique to the Hundred Sects Alliance Chief.
Exchanging life for survival!
No matter where, it can immediately transport to the nearest Hundred Sects Alliance branch.
Though a great amount of life is used as the price, at least it can provide a sliver of survival.
With such a shout, Long Ke realized, and the Dragon Scale Spike instantly gathered at the Dragon Beard.
However, Long Ke was never faster than those who disregard their lives.
A burst of blood exploded from his body, then quickly transformed into a blood mist wrapping Situ Xiuneng’s entire body.
Within the blood mist, Situ Xiuneng, his mouth filled with blood, laughed bitterly, "Even if I give up my final 500 years of life, I must see the coalition flatten the Immortal Sect..."
Once the Secret Technique is used, he immediately has only 30 years of life left.
years go by with a flick of the finger!
But if he doesn’t do this, he would not even have the last 30 years, nor the chance to watch the coalition flatten the Immortal Sect and avenge him.
In the next instant, the blood mist began to gather, just like encountering a vortex, rushing towards the center.
The Dragon Scale Spike was also thrown at that moment.
Swish!
The Dragon Scale Spike pierced directly through the blood mist, missing its target.
Situ Xiuneng’s laughter followed immediately, "Using the Secret Technique at the cost of 500 years of life, is that something you can stop?"
But at that moment, a pitch-black stick fell down.
It landed right beside the blood mist!
At the top of the stick, a blood-colored bead suddenly shone, emanating a violent, frenzied aura.
The blood mist, originally concentrating towards the center point, suddenly scattered, forcibly being pulled by the bead.
Situ Xiuneng’s laughter abruptly stopped, "What the hell is this!"
At this time, his Secret Technique should have already sent him away. When he opened his eyes again, he would be at the East Lake Hundred Sects Alliance branch.
But now... the blood from burning his 500-year life was actually drawn away.
Completely uninterrupted!
Wen Ping’s voice came hauntingly.
"Why are you bursting with blood?"
"Don’t you know the Fire Rod loves fresh blood?"
As he saw the blood mist being frantically drawn away, with the energy depleting further, Situ Xiuneng collapsed, "Ah—"