Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

There was no huge movement, no dust, nor was there any vibration. After the slash, the slaughter disappeared. Tianyang just stood there with his hands behind his back, looking forward indifferently.    

Was he dead? Wu Lai looked over curiously. That guy should be dead by now, right?    

The original aura had completely disappeared, and wherever he looked, all of the foreign creatures had turned into a part of this world of death, their life force vanishing.    

"Let's go. Such a clown can actually provoke my anger. It seems like my cultivation has regressed after all these years." Swordlord Tianyang seemed to be blaming himself. Without even turning his head, he prepared to bring Wu Lai away from this place.    

When the two of them reached the door, their bodies stiffened and they stopped in their tracks.    

"Don't go, Lord Jianjun. Since you are here, don't be in such a hurry to leave. We haven't had a good conversation yet." That disgusting voice suddenly sounded out, causing Swordlord Tianyang to turn around in shock!    

The guy who was supposed to be dead on the other side was still standing there. Apart from the damaged black robe on his body, his body didn't seem to be affected at all.    

"That shouldn't be the case. I have already cut off his past with my sword. Now and in the future, his flesh won't be able to resist the sword of slaughter. It seems like not only is he not affected much, it seems like... His strength has actually increased a little?" Swordlord Tianyang wasn't worried, but the doubt in his eyes was real. All of this seemed somewhat unreasonable.    

Wu Lai could sense a very disgusting Qi from this guy. It was a Qi that he couldn't help but want to destroy, just like his natural enemy.    

This was an aura that he had never encountered before.    

"Lord Jianjun, are you puzzled? Master didn't just give me this world, he also gave me an incomparably powerful strength. Rules? Sword Dao? If your strength is strong enough, your rules and your Sword Dao will not be able to harm me in the slightest!" That person laughed loudly. His expression was exceptionally malevolent." Seeing the astonishment on your face, I am very happy. I am very satisfied! Lord Jianjun, now, isn't it my turn to fight back? "    

Swordlord Tianyang frowned. He did not waver because of this guy's words. Instead, he began to think. Soon, his eyes fell upon this man's body. He muttered, "Dark Robe... I understand now. It turns out that the dark man did give you a lot of things. That black robe should be carrying his Laws and the power of the Path of Darkness. Otherwise, a mere Daluo Golden Immortal would not be able to withstand the Sword of Slaughter. This fellow is really willing to part with it!"    

The man did not deny it. He nodded his head and said in agreement, "Lord Jianjun is worthy of being called Lord Jianjun. I could tell it in an instant. Of course, there is one thing that you might not know. My master has given me a black robe. It is not just a one-time use item. It is an inheritance, an inheritance that can temporarily allow me to have all of my master's knowledge! "    

As he spoke, that person raised his hand and pressed down. A giant hand that was fused with death and darkness instantly controlled the two of them.    

The power in Wu Lai's body subconsciously wanted to resist, and the chaotic power in his body was eager to give it a try! Furthermore, it seemed like it was going to devour him!