Gui Ling's face was very ugly, because he found that Di Shitian's spirit was gone.

Of course, he didn't see Zhuo Wen's little move to collect Di Shitian's soul, he only thought that Di Shitian's soul had been destroyed and completely lost.

At this moment, there was silence around Blue Moon Lake.

All the disciples gathered in Blue Moon Lake watched this scene blankly.

Di Shitian's name is too great in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect. He was once known as the second ghost feather, which means that with Di Shitian's peerless talent, he will definitely reach the level of ghost feathers in the future.

The young disciples of the sect did not doubt that Di Shitian would be able to reach this level in the future.

Even though Zhuowen's fighting power at the beginning was really terrifying, when Di Shitian made a move, most of the disciples believed that Di Shitian could win this competition, because Di Shitian was so famous in the sect, Almost mythical.

But now, Di Shitian was killed by Zhuo Wen under their watchful eyes, and no one had fully reacted.

Qiu Linglong's pretty face turned pale in the corner of the bank, and she didn't expect that Zhuo Wen really killed Di Shitian.

"Junior Brother Xiaowen is too impulsive, how could he kill Di Shitian, this is troublesome!"

Qiu Linglong didn't have the slightest joy of Zhuowen winning the final martial arts competition, but was full of worries and fears.

Not only did Di Shitian have a good relationship with Gui Ling, but he was also the most proud disciple of the fourth elder, Ba Jingwei, and was even praised by the suzerain Sen Qiyin.

Now that Di Shitian was killed, I am afraid that Ba Jingwei will never sit idly by, and even this matter may even cause trouble to the suzerain Sen Qiyin.

"Junior Brother Xiaowen, did you go too far?"

Gui Ling's eyes were gloomy, he put away Di Shitian's body, and looked at Zhuo Wen with a very unfriendly gaze, the murderous intent in his eyes was ruthless, aimed at Zhuo Wen.

"Brother Guiling, I think you misunderstood something! This Di Shitian has already said from the beginning that he will kill me directly, and I have explained to him that according to his reasoning, I can also kill him instead. There was no objection."

"Since I have already said it at the beginning, this competition is equivalent to a life-and-death fight. Isn't it normal for casualties?"

Zhuo Wen stabilized his figure and looked at Gui Ling coldly.

At this moment, Xu Chenshen, Xing Jing and Jiang Qicheng all looked at Zhuo Wen and Gui Ling with great interest.

They all knew that Di Shitian was Gui Ling's default choice for the first person in this martial arts meeting, and they had already agreed to let them guide Di Shitian.

Not long after that, Di Shitian was killed by this newcomer, and Gui Ling was slapped in the face severely.

And Ye Qitun, who had been lazily leaning on the table, also became interested in Zhuo Wen.

Especially when Zhuowen used the sky-opening blade, even he felt an inexplicable suppression from the aura revealed in the light blade.

Although this feeling is very small, he knows very well that this is because Zhuo Wen's cultivation base is not high. If his cultivation base is the same as his, the power of using the light blade may be so powerful that even he dare not underestimate it. Degree.

"Didn't I just tell you to stop? You took my words as a deaf ear and still killed Junior Brother Shi Tian. Didn't you take me seriously?" Gui Ling said coldly.

"Senior Brother Gui Ling, you called too late. At that time, my offensive was like an arrow on the string, and I had no choice but to launch it. If you had called me earlier, maybe I could have stopped." Zhuo Wen shook his head.

Gui Ling's eyes were full of hostility, he was sure that Zhuo Wen must be lying, this son must have deliberately killed Di Shitian before, but he didn't listen to him at all.

But he can't do anything now, Di Shitian is dead after all, and this Zhuo Wen is also a disciple of the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect.

"Because you didn't do it on purpose, I don't care too much with you, but Junior Brother Shi Tian can't die in vain. Since you killed him, you should be punished."

As Guiling said, he took out a faint yellow scroll from his sleeve robe, handed it to Zhuo Wen and continued: "This is a master-slave contract. Junior Brother Shi Tian has a good relationship with me. I need to give him an explanation. You will make this contract Sign it."

Zhuo Wen took the scroll and scanned it with his spiritual sense, his eyes turned cold.

The conditions on this scroll are extremely harsh, as long as he signs this scroll, he will be the slave of this ghost for the rest of his life, life and death are all in the whim of ghost, and nothing can defy this ghost.

Zhuo Wen looked at Gui Ling quietly, and said, "Senior Brother Gui Ling, this contract is too harsh, I'm afraid I can't accept it!"

Gui Ling chuckled, and said: "Junior Brother Xiaowen, you must sign this contract, because if you don't sign it, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to leave the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect alive."

"You probably don't know the status of Junior Brother Shi Tian in the sect. He is the only closed disciple of the fourth elder, Ba Jingwei, and the suzerain master has also expressed his willingness to give the disciple Shi Tian after he advances to the third step of proving the Dao." Junior brother Shi Tian has some pointers."

"Maybe the old suzerain will turn a blind eye, but according to my research on Elder Ba's character, he will never let you go. Even if you are Elder Yin's disciple, you can't stop Elder Ba."

"Brother Gui Ling means that only you can protect me now?" Zhuo Wen asked with a chuckle.

Gui Ling nodded, and said: "That's right, in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, I am the only one who can protect you, and you only have this choice. I think you are a smart person, Junior Brother, and you know how to choose."

Zhuo Wen returned the scroll to Gui Ling, with a smile on his lips, and said, "Senior Brother Gui Ling, I appreciate your kindness. As for Elder Ba, I will handle it myself, so I don't need to bother you, Senior Brother."

Gui Ling put away the scroll Zhuo Wen handed back, his face was gloomy, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out, crushing towards Zhuo Wen. JrNovels.com