Chapter 756 — The Nineteenth Sword
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu smiled: "You seem like a living, breathing man now. I'm glad.
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Kaihuang was briefly taken aback, then smiled a little too: "Don't talk.
Heal. "
Shen Mu opened his palm and beckoned behind him; countless tiny sword-lights flew swiftly to him, clashing with a ding-dang of metal, gathering into a sword core that flew along with them, closing rapidly.
"Let's go kill Heavenly Lord Hao.
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Shen Mu spat blood and said, breathless with weakness, "He is nearly dead. One more sword will finish it.
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"Compared with him, I think you had better worry about our own lives.
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Kaihuang sighed.
Around them demigods were gathering in ever greater numbers. He said softly, "There is no need for you to kill him for certain.
In the future I will kill him myself, and avenge Heavenly Lord Yu.
Right now I am only worried about how we are to escape. "
Shen Mu suddenly wept, turning his head away, and said in his heart, "Old Ancestor, you did not.
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I do not know whether you are still alive.
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I once even wished that you had fought with all valor, even if you died upon the field of battle; but now I would rather that you were alive in the Land of No Sorrow.
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