Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Chu Ge knew that being stained with blood again would only make the Heart-Eating Sword more and more excited, and the possibility of waking up Zhao Xuan would become increasingly small.

In order to resurrect all the heavenly soldiers before Zhao Xuan was drained of his value by the Heart-Eating Sword, he transformed into a ball of white halo when Zhao Xuan raised his sword to launch a powerful attack, and used his countless lifespan as the price.

He used his body to block the fatal blow. The scene of him being chopped and bleeding, with his flawless white clothes stained red, suddenly gave Zhao Xuan a brief moment of rationality for some reason.

He stared at Chu Ge's wound for a moment, and then said, "Get out of the way. Don't make me say it for the third time."

Now that the war has begun, the only outcome will be a life-and-death struggle.

Zhao Xuan's gaze lingered on Chu Ge's pale lips for a moment, and his hand almost loosened the sword.

"This matter was deliberately provoked by the Celestial Clan, who secretly made a move. You are the Heavenly Dao and understand it better than me, right? As long as you get out of the way, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"There's something wrong with the sword in your hand." Chu Ge's voice became softer and softer until it was barely audible. "Zhao Xuan, stop killing."

The more he killed, the miserable Zhao Xuan's end would be.

Zhao Xuan naturally also vaguely felt that something was wrong, but out of inertia, he was on high alert and did not intend to stop fighting.

"No one cares what the demons think! In the eyes of these high-ranking people of the Celestial Clan, the demons are inherently inferior. They will not give the demons justice!"

"Things like the day before yesterday must have happened over the years, just in different scenes and in different corners. Zhao Xuan, don't forget the malice of the Celestial Clan towards you!"

"Even if you don't intend to implicate other demons, will they easily let them off? They will forget the pain after their wounds have healed. They will bully the demons again after a while!"

"Look at what Chu Ge is doing? He won't help you. Look, when the Celestials bullied the Demons, he remained silent. Now that you're attacking the Celestials, he stands up!"

"God is fair? Ha, what fairness? It's ridiculous!"

The Heart-Eating Sword could control people's hearts. It specifically poked at the scars that Zhao Xuan cared about, and soon Zhao Xuan was so angry that he lost all his rationality.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were normal for only a brief moment, and then it was as if there was a ball of fire in his eyes, extremely piercing.

Chu Ge was keeping an eye on Zhao Xuan from beginning to end. Until Zhao Xuan swung his sword again to kill him, the worry in his eyes grew more and more.

The two were originally evenly matched, but now, Zhao Xuan has the upper hand and suppressed Chu Ge's intention.

Chu Ge has seldom fought with others over the years, and there are only a few people who can make him draw his sword. Even fewer people can make him keep drawing his sword or even suppress him to the point where he cannot fight back.

The area below Chu Ge's right hand was all stained with blood. The bright red color was like a blooming flower, like a plum blossom blooming silently in the snow in the cold winter.

The color is still spreading to the back.

Zhao Xuan was controlled by the Heart-Eating Sword, and every move he made was merciless, all of them were killing moves, and he pressed forward step by step.

However, Chu Ge was unable to be as ruthless as him. Every time the sword in his hand was about to hurt Zhao Xuan, he would turn in another direction. He would rather avoid the sword and be cut by Zhao Xuan than hurt Zhao Xuan at all.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Xuan would not fail to notice his behavior of letting the opponent win.

But, things are different now than usual.

The Heart-Eating Sword controlled his emotions, and his ears were filled with all kinds of taunts. His eyes and ears were covered and plugged, so he could neither see nor hear.

Zhao Xuan naturally would not pay attention to the details of whether Chu Ge showed mercy or not. When the two of them fought, anyone who was not as strong as them would only see a quick afterimage.

Even their moves could not be seen clearly, all that could be seen were sword lights of various shapes flashing in the sky.

Chu Ge had to avoid Zhao Xuan and not hurt him, but Zhao Xuan had no scruples. Comparing the two, Zhao Xuan not only had a slight advantage, but a firm advantage!

The wounds were not limited to the right shoulder, but also to the back, abdomen, and waist. There were more than ten sword wounds of varying sizes.

With so many wounds, the amount of blood oozing out naturally increased. The original color of Chu Ge's white robe had long disappeared, leaving only the red color soaked in blood.

The Emperor of Heaven arrived at this time, and with him came thousands of immortals who were urgently transferred from the Heavenly Court.

These are the ones who are most qualified to ascend to the divine realm, and now they have all been summoned.

In addition, there is a bow specifically designed for demons, which is made of ten thousand year old ice. It is a good weapon for dealing with demons.

Especially for someone like Zhao Xuan who is extremely afraid of the cold, this bow does not need a string. One just needs to pull the bow and aim at the target. The moment the bowstring is released, a natural snow-white sharp arrow will be immediately formed.

Shoot towards the target.

This sharp arrow formed by the infusion of divine power will change with the shape of the bow. When the ice bow shoots into the body, even a god cannot resist the coldness that peels away bones and flesh.

The Emperor of Heaven's intention of pointing the bow at Zhao Xuan was obvious. Even if he could not successfully kill Zhao Xuan, he would definitely suppress him at the foot of the sacred mountain.

"He has violated the agreement. Before the ten years have even come, he has already started killing people, killing my gods, slaughtering my heavenly soldiers. For both public and private reasons, I cannot allow him to continue to run rampant."

Chu Ge glanced coldly at the high-sounding Emperor of Heaven and pursed his lips.

Just as he was distracted, Zhao Xuan's sword came towards him again, and the Heart-Eating Sword was eager to try. To them, the more powerful the god who died at the hands of the Heart-Eating Sword, the more excited they would be!

The sword in Chu Ge's hand was almost enough to injure Zhao Xuan's waist, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. At the last moment, he suddenly turned the tip of the sword and blocked his own stabbing sword with his own hand.

Instead of hurting anyone, the sword pierced his palm, and the pain made his lips turn even paler.

Even so, Chu Ge was still unwilling to hurt him in the slightest.

If the Emperor of Heaven was just guessing before, then at this point he was sure that his guess was correct.

Chu Ge was moved. Despite the great disapproval from the world, she actually fell in love, and the person she fell in love with was a man!

Such a ridiculous thing actually happened to Chu Ge.

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly felt that Chu Ge was nothing special. "Master Tiandao, if you hold back on him, he won't be soft on you! Don't you understand? His mind has been completely controlled by that evil sword!"

"Zhao Xuan has already fallen into the devil's way. He is very different from before. If you show mercy, you will still be the one who gets hurt."

This was the first time Chu Ge was so rude to the Emperor of Heaven, and his impatience was fully revealed on his face. "Shut up."

How could he not hear that the Emperor of Heaven was deliberately trying to sow discord, especially when he noticed that the bowstring in the Emperor's hand had been pulled apart and aimed at Zhao Xuan...

His tone changed slightly, his eyes sharp, "Stop."

The Emperor of Heaven was stunned at first, and his eyes became increasingly deep and unfathomable.

"I'm sorry, I can't listen to you on this matter."