Deliveryman of the Heaven

The woodcutter's face was filled with anger. He raised the machete in his hand and swung it down.    

This strike was simple and did not have any skill or glint in it. It was as if he was cutting firewood!    

Du Chundao barely managed to dodge the blade, but the second slash had already arrived, directly slashing Du Chundao into two, and not too far away from where he was, he revived with his cultivation of a Sixth Generation Saint Ruler!    

Weiqing's face changed, but he still shouted: "Continue!"    

Right now, Du Chundao was a Seventh Generation Saint Ruler, while the axman was an entire life's worth of Sage Sovereign Expert. There were countless of Du Chundao in between them, thus the axman being able to instantly kill Du Chundao was nothing much. And for Weiqing to do this, although he had to let Du Chundao experience the pain of death many times, Weiqing had to find a chance to clearly see the woodcutter's blade skills, otherwise, he would not be able to fight.    

At the very least, in this brief exchange of blows, Weiqing had already captured a lot of precious information.    

What was even more fatal was that the person he killed had a very low cultivation level. Du Chundao had only died once, and his cultivation level had dropped to the sixth stage of Saint Ruler, but the killing light and cultivation level of the axman had not changed at all, thus, Weiqing was able to determine that the woodcutter had a mystical blade!    

The two continued to fight.    

Weiqing, Qin XX and the others watched from the side.    

Du Chundao had the ultimate technique, Hundred Streams Return to Sea, so even if his strength plummeted, he could quickly make up for it with his exterminating head.    

Furthermore, there were threads of multicolored light in the blood colored path, which meant that there must be some sort of astonishing good fortune there. After getting the axman driven away, the good fortune there would be only Du Chundao!    

The battle between the two was very quick and simple!    

In the end, Du Chundao's true strength was too low, so it was extremely difficult for him. At most, he could dodge two blades, and with the third slash, he would definitely die in the hands of the axman. As for the axman's blade technique, it looked normal and ordinary, but in reality, it had a myriad of changes to it, blocking off all paths of retreat for the opponent. With the willpower to kill, coupled with the overwhelming strength, it was very normal for Du Chundao to be beaten.    

After dying five times, Du Chundao no longer dared to take it head on, and wandered around in the long and narrow corridor to dodge.    

The axman continued to swing his blade one after another, not too fast or too slow. It was as simple as splitting firewood. His expression was so calm that people would be afraid of him …    

The woodcutter gave the impression that he was chopping wood, not human but real firewood.    

It could be seen from this that this person's will was as firm as a rock.    

"Big brother, this person's sabre art is really strange!" Qin XX was shocked when he saw this.    

Weiqing asked: "What's so strange about that?"    

I also can't see it, I just feel that his blade technique is too simple, there are only a few moves and there aren't any unnecessary moves, but the moment he makes a move, it seems like he can judge the opponent's reaction speed in the next second, the speed of his attack is even faster than his brain's reaction speed.    

Qin XX said, "I really don't know how he managed to cultivate such a sword skill. He's too awesome."    

"Little brother, you're wrong."    

The one who spoke was another white robed old man, "Little brother, since you know that his name is Butcher Zhang, then the rumors regarding him are naturally true. He once massacred three small worlds with a population of over a million, and then continued to travel through Corsica Valley Pass for many years, slaughtering countless people, causing all of the cultivators to chase after him.    

"Some people say that when he was a pig slaughterer in his early years, he had comprehended a blade technique. He only killed people for the sake of practicing this blade technique." I also heard that the reason why he hid is not just because he has angered the masses, but because he went berserk from killing too many people. Now that it seems like he has possessed someone else's body, after a hundred years of settling down, he has lost his devil nature! "    

"What's there to be envious of about such great power?"    

The old man swept a cold glance at the Yuewei Monarch, and mocked: "Your Seven Light Zong people are truly shameless to the point of losing all our three thousand worlds, and even if you forget the order to kill issued by the ten great worlds, if Butcher Zhang managed to survive and leave this place alive, he would still die sooner or later!"    

"Zang Heng, when it comes to my Seven Light Zong, there is no need for you Zang family members to be so talkative. I am just a defeated opponent!"    

Zang Heng's gaze fell on Weiqing and chuckled: "I have long heard of your young hero, Weiqing. I am willing to help if necessary!"    

Another old man also shouted, "Count me in."    

"Hee Guang, why is a rogue cultivator like you meddling in this?"    

Hee Guang was startled: "This kind of demon, people can kill it. Butcher Zhang and I have indeed not had any conflicts, but I suspect that my junior brother died by his hands with one slash. Although this enmity has been there for more than a hundred years, I have already forgotten about it, but now that we have clashed, I naturally have to contribute a bit. I advise you to be more obedient, don't come into contact with this kind of demon! "    

"Pu ci!"    

Du Chundao was killed again.    

This was already the seventh time!    

When his strength fell to that of a Saint Ruler, he felt great pain on his face.    

"Hehe, young man, this old man has roamed the world for hundreds of years, and you think you can kill my Butcher Zhang?" The axman stood at the entrance of the blood-colored passage holding a firewood blade, staring coldly at Weiqing and the rest, he said indifferently: "I still say, those who do not wish to die, can you leave?"    

Everyone looked at Weiqing, and Weiqing looked at Butcher Zhang, his gaze flickering.    

Including Du Chundao, there were a total of four Saint Rulers on Weiqing's side, while there was only one woodcutter. However, this was not the case, one Sage Sovereign Expert was enough to deal with a few Nine-world Sage King experts, not to mention Weiqing who was a Sixth or Seventh Life Saint Ruler. Hence, if they fought to the death, Weiqing's side had no chance of winning.    

Then why did Hee Guang and Zang Heng still stand on Weiqing's side?    

First, the Butcher Zhang did not allow any lives to be taken, and was disregarded by the entire Taoism Realm.    

Second, Hee Guang and Zang Heng were betting that Weiqing might have a way to defeat the axman.    

Why do you say that?    

First of all, this was an illusion of Mount Ao. If they died, they could revive, so Hee Guang and Zang Heng could feel at ease and make a bet, but the Seven Planets space laid down by the eleven experts whose Seven Light Zong had been destroyed, was as miraculous and valiant as ever. Thus, Hee Guang and Zang Heng, with a sliver of hope in their hearts, could still defeat the Butcher Zhang.    

Once the Butcher Zhang died in Weiqing's hands, then the treasures in the bloody tunnel would naturally belong to Weiqing and the rest, and Weiqing's strength would also be able to greatly increase, leaping into the Illusory Realm's Top Expert. Naturally, Zang Heng and Hee Guang wouldn't offend Weiqing.    

"I'll make a bet with you!" Weiqing's words were a little unexpected.    

Butcher Zhang laughed: "I do not like to bet with others, and you are the fish and I am the chopping block, what rights do you have to bet with me?"    

Weiqing laughed coldly: "I am Weiqing!"    

Butcher Zhang was startled for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, then what do you want to bet with this old man?"    

Weiqing chuckled: "I heard that the strongest opponent you met in the Ao Mountain Fantasy was a Nine-world Sage King. You only managed to become a Holy Master after killing him three times, and the most you could do was nine slashes. If I win, you leave this place, and if I lose, I leave this place. "    

Butcher Zhang laughed out loud: "How can there be such a cheap and good thing in this world?"    

"If you lose, I'll take your body!" "Let me tell you a secret, the light of slaughter here will not only confuse a person's mind, it will also lead to the light of destiny. If you can't kill a person, then you can steal another's luck, but, too bad, everyone's luck is fixed, and you are the one with the most luck so far!"    

Destiny?    

Weiqing was a little stunned?    

How could luck have anything to do with the Light of Slaughter?