"Are you joking?"

Sikong Jing smiled slightly but not laughed, his eyes gradually became colder, and he held the hilt tightly again.

Li Buzhuo's unprepared back made his murderous intent come to his mind, but it also made him more and more afraid of his weapons.

How dare he do this? He is really seeking death? I'm afraid there is a fraud.

Sikong Jing hesitated in his heart, and Li Buzhuo said again: "You should take the fish talisman to replace this woman's identity and hand over this information to her informant. The Duanmu family has been passed down for several generations of time since the Duanmu family left the Cangwu Realm. Your plan seems dangerous, but it is very likely to succeed. Then you will be able to join the six tribes in one fell swoop, and even become a meritorious minister, and have the opportunity to visit the holy pillars of the six tribes."

"But I'm a little strange." Li Buzhuo turned his head and looked at Sikong Jing, "You have also been hit by the blood curse of the six tribes. Are you afraid of being seen through?"

However, when Li Buzhuo turned his head, Sikong Jing was no longer seen before him.

But his face did not change, and he held Zhulong and stretched his back.

Ding! After the crisp sound of metal and iron fighting, Sikong Jing never succeeded in one blow. He turned around and ran away with all his strength. He no longer cared about the information left by Mu Yu in the carriage, and did not look back.

There was still a trace of fear in his gloomy expression. Li Buzhuo underestimated the sword he thought he would win, which directly destroyed his fighting spirit against the enemy.

"How is it possible? Even if he retains his strength, how could he be so much higher than me? Judging from his bone age, he is no more than twenty years old at most, and he actually has the cultivation of a master? Such a genius must be from a top family, but he does not bring his servants to this ghost place alone. Could it be that he is crazy?"

"He has such a foundation, why do you have to deliberately hide your strength and plot against me?"

Sikong Jing was shocked and angry. Although he escaped decisively, he had no confidence in whether he could escape. He could only hope that Li Buzhuo would not pursue the information deeply for the sake of the information. On the way, he occasionally had powerful upper six minions passing by. At that time, he might be able to use them to help stop him.

A flash of eyes, Sikong Jing saw Li Buzhuo's figure appear in front of him.

"Can you eliminate the blood curse?"

Li Buzhuo hugged his hands and stared at Sikong Jing. Zhulong hung beside him, his sword energy was swallowing and spitting, and dragon scales appeared faintly.

Although Li Buzhuo did not act as an attack, Sikong Jing felt like a ray of light on his back when he saw the sword in the air beside him, and knew that there was no hope of escaping.

"As long as you go west immediately and let me leave, you will leave the method of lifting the blood curse here before I leave." Sikong Jing gritted his teeth and said.

"I can't believe you." Li Buzhuo shook his head. Although Sikong Jing's cultivation is not as good as him, he has very deep skills and even has a trick of pretending to die. If he is given a way out, even if he has restored his master's cultivation, he will not want to be missed by such a person day and night. You should know that when stealing the White Jade Fruit, there are also many masters of the master's cultivation in the Heavenly Palace Qi Refining Master used by Sikong Jing.

"Why would you let me go?" Sikong Jing took a deep breath.

"Tell me the identity of lifting the blood curse. I may save your life, take you back to Fuli, and hand it over to the Heavenly Palace for disposal." Li Buzhuo's face was expressionless and did not show any murderous intent. However, he had decided in his heart that if he obtained the method to remove the blood curse, he would take Sikong Jing's life.

When Sikong Jing heard this, he showed a desperate look and said with a wry smile: "It seems that you didn't plan to let me go at all. I miscalculated it. Since you have seen through my plans, you will definitely not save my life. If you had known you... I wouldn't have known it before. If you died at your hands, I would have to blame me for being unlucky."

Li Buzhuo said: "If I had known this, why would you have a murderous intention to kill me?"

"Yes, I shouldn't have the intention to kill you." Sikong Jing stared at Li Buzhuo, "What I want is the seventeen holy fruits you took away. Otherwise, I could kill Duanmu Yu alone, and I don't need to join forces with you at all."

Li Buzhuo frowned: "I have eaten those fruits."

"You have eaten seventeen holy fruits, and your body is more precious than magic medicine. If I suck your body and refine it, even if it is not as good as seventeen holy fruits, it can at least have 30% of the medicine, which is enough to make me step through the door and condense the innate one. What a pity!" As if I knew I was at a dead end, Sikong Jing sighed as if he had vented.

Li Buzhuo heard Sikong Jing's deceased ambition and flew towards Sikong Jing, trying to control him. However, Sikong Jing turned the long sword in his hand and directly penetrated his left chest.

Li Buzhuo frowned. This person was worthy of death, but he had something to ask.

Sikong Jing coughed a mouthful of blood and said gloomyly: "Hey...hehe, you guessed well before. I originally planned to replace the descendants of the Duanmu family and use the contributions of the clan's hundred years to obtain the identity of the upper six tribes. Since you know my plan, you can replace it."

Speaking of the back, Sikong Jing's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body fell down with a bang, leaving no breath.

"What a pity, if he hadn't committed suicide, he might have asked for more things." Li Buzhuo came to Sikong Jing's body and groped out the fish talisman.

Until death, Sikong Jing did not reveal a way to remove the blood curse, but he vaguely instigated Li Buzhuo to contact the informant of the Duanmu family in the same way, and his heart was punished.

"However, I have the magical art taught by Dongjun, and I have taken advantage of it next to the Pillar of Wuzhi. If I can really take this opportunity to contact the Six Holy City, I will have the opportunity to say that the Six Holy Pillars connected to the root system of the Tianzhu..."

"Compared with this, the holy fruits obtained from the Pillar of Wuzhi have been a small fuss. No wonder Sikong Jing is willing to share half of my white jade fruit. In addition to his own desire to kill me to refine blood, his own goal is far more than one Pillar of Wuzhi."
Chapter completed!