martial Xiaode opens the mouth, to be treacherously difficult to distinguish the tone that saying: 武小德张开口,以诡谲难辨的语气说道: " Mortal, you- " 「凡人,你--」 Thump. 咚。 Hits hard. 一记重击。 He hits himself bows to lie on the ground, the mouth puts out the sour froth. 他把自己打得弓身趴在地上,嘴里吐出酸沫。 An tone revolution. 语气一转。 martial Xiaode the voice braves: 武小德的声音冒出来: " Few idle talk, I asked you a moment ago, why must destroy this world. " 「少废话,刚才我问你,为什么要毁灭这个世界。」 The strange intonation resounds: " You do not have the qualifications to ask my anything, on the contrary, I can see your desperate facial expression immediately. " 诡异的语调响起:「你没有资格问我什么,相反,我马上就可以看到你绝望的神情。」 He raises a hand again. 他再次举起一只手。 The brilliance of destruction jumps to shoot from the hand- 毁灭的光焰从手上迸射而出-- Thump! 咚! His another hand strokes again ruthlessly in the chest, hits the entire body to shake, almost jumps. 他的另一只手再次狠狠击打在胸口,直打得整个身躯一震,几乎跳起来。 The brilliance extinguishes immediately. 光焰顿时熄灭。 " Damn! I come the human world am not endure to suffer!, 「见鬼!我来人间不是来忍受折磨的!, The strange intonation cannot bear the scream say. 诡异语调忍不住尖叫道。 He opens mouth, said in martial Xiaode the tone: 他又张开嘴,以武小德的语气说道: " You cannot go back now, I urged you to reply my words well, perhaps like this we can also the peaceful coexistence. " 「你现在回不去了,我劝你好好回答我的话,这样我们也许还能和平共处。」 That treacherous sound roared suddenly: " Do I, in the evil spirit king of confusion, want to reply you evilly the words of only mortal? You think that you are anything! " 那诡谲的声音突然咆哮道:「我,邪恶与混乱之中的恶灵之王,要回答你区区一个凡人的话?你以为自己是个什么东西!」 . 啪。 That hand fan its palm of the hand. 那只手扇了它一巴掌。 On face burning hurting- 脸上火辣辣的疼-- The ache and insult that this type is the mortal made the evil spirit fall into immediately wild. 这种属于凡人的疼痛与侮辱让恶灵顿时陷入了狂暴。 " You can only control a hand, hee hee, looked that I cut you! " 「你只能控制一只手而已,嘻嘻嘻,看我把你切下来!」 Its another hand cuts a the cold light suddenly. 它的另一只手忽然斩出一道寒光。 Is martial Xiaode that hand to be cut to fall on the ground immediately. 属于武小德的那只手顿时被斩落在地上。 " Ha! " 「哈哈哈哈哈!」 He laughs wildly to seal up the wound with high voice conveniently, the whole person jumps in the narrow and small room. 他尖声狂笑起来顺手就把伤口封住,整个人在狭小的房间里蹦蹦跳跳起来。 Jumped one, he squats, looks at that arm of ground, the song said quietly: 跳了一阵,他又蹲下去,看着地上的那只手臂,悄声细语道: " Then you did not have the means to hit me, damn boy. " 「这下你没办法打我了吧,该死的小子。」 . 啪。 A Palestinian slap comes, hitting ruthlessly on face. 一巴掌扇过来,狠狠的打在脸上。 He was hit at the scene. 他被打得愣在当场。 An arm that oneself only remain lifts slowly, set upright a middle finger. 自己仅剩的一只手臂慢慢抬起来,竖了个中指。 martial Xiaode the voice also resounds: 武小德的声音随之响起: " I can control an arm- The significance of these words is- Even if only remains an arm, it is still my, 「我能控制一只手臂--这句话的意义是--就算只剩一只手臂,它也是我的, But you do not have. " 而你没有。」 Grasps to hold to become fist. 握掌成拳。 On hook, under hook, swayed fist, thorn fist- 上勾拳、下勾拳、摆拳、刺拳-- Strokes continuously for one minute. 连续击打一分钟。 Thump. 咚。 martial Xiaode pours in breathing heavily that the ground continuously. 武小德倒在地上不住的喘着粗气。 Whole body heartrending ache. 浑身钻心般的疼痛。 He looks that only breaks the arm- 他看着那只断臂-- The only hand turns into the opposite party, moreover hit itself is so long. 唯一一只手变成对方的了,而且打了自己这么久。 ...... Might as well meets this arm. ......还不如把这只手臂接回来。 This at least arm can use. 这样至少自己有一只手臂可以用。 He stands up from failure, rolls, making the arm margin meet on that arm, in the mouth discussed in a low voice ; 他翻了个身,滚过去,让断臂切口重新接在那手臂上,口中低声念道; " Examines hurt the healing. " 「断伤愈合。」 The arm grew. 手臂长了回去。 Even the blood does not have. 连血都没出。 " Does boy, actually you want how? " It shouted. 「小子,你究竟想怎样?」它喝道。 " I asked why you must get rid of all living things in this world- Had asked a moment ago a time, this is the second time, if you also wanted me saying that the third time, I punctured you with the sword. " martial Xiaode said. 「我问你为什么要干掉这个世界上的众生--刚才已经问过一次了,这是第二次,如果你还要我说第三次,我就用剑刺你。」武小德道。 " You? Dares to puncture itself with the sword? " The evil spirit sneers to say. 「你?敢用剑刺自己?」恶灵冷笑道。 Clang! 锵! The wild sword of waist departs the scabbard, by martial Xiaode another hand adept free catching, " pū " pricks the chest. 腰间的荒剑飞出剑鞘,被武小德另一只手娴熟自如的接住,「噗」的一声刺入胸口。 The entire process such as the passing clouds and flowing water are common, as if held are innumerable. 整个过程如行云流水一般,仿佛曾经捅过无数次。 - Simply not slightly hesitant! --根本没有丝毫犹豫! Expression delay on martial Xiaode the face several seconds. 武小德脸上的表情呆滞了数秒。 " 「啊啊 ! Quite sore! " 啊啊啊啊啊!好疼!」 He falls down, wails loudly. 他摔倒在地,放声哀嚎起来。 How long didn't have to bear such fierce pain? 有多久没有承受过这样剧烈的痛苦了? Oneself are king of evil spirit even in the spirit world is still great existence, in those days who dares to look own eyes, oneself must kill his to unravel. 自己乃是恶灵之王就算在灵界也是一等一的存在,往日谁敢多看自己一眼,自己都要杀他个灰飞烟灭。 Thinks that does not arrive at the human world, actually some people can hold like this oneself with the sword! 想不到来了人间,却有人能用剑这样捅自己! Damn! 该死! Damn!!! 该死啊!!! It moaned to continue, suddenly the discovery body started gradually becomes cold, suffocated the feeling also appeared. 它呻吟不止,忽然发现身体开始渐渐变冷,一股窒息般的感觉随之浮现。 Death. 死亡。 Is dying! 要死了! The evil spirit then somewhat could not withstand. 恶灵这下有些承受不住了。 Has died ten million years ago, just returns to the human world now, can withstand the feeling that died one time? 早在千万年前自己就死过了,难道现在刚回人间,又要承受一次死亡的感觉? The ache is getting more and more fierce. 疼痛越来越剧烈。 The consciousness starts fuzzily. 意识开始模糊。 It is not good...... 不行了...... Its opens the mouth puts out one group of halos that suddenly is lending the warm dim daylight aura, cover on oneself. 它忽然张口吐出一团散发着温暧气息的光晕,笼罩在自己身上。 Waited for a breath. 等了一息。 The wound starts to heal. 伤口开始愈合。 The severe pain is still abundant. 剧痛犹盛。 That is it with that hand holding down long sword of own control, when pulls out slowly, when rubs the flesh the more intense pain. 那是它以自己控制的那只手按住长剑,缓缓抽出去之际,摩擦血肉时产生的更强烈的痛楚。 ...... ...... The evil spirit is cursing, " dang " throws wild sword on the ground. 恶灵咒骂着,将荒剑「咣当」一声扔在地上。 Crossed several breaths. 过了数息。 The healing technique vanishes. 治疗术消失。 martial Xiaode opens eyes, sits from the ground. 武小德睁开眼,从地上坐起来。 He opens the mouth to say suddenly: 他忽然开口道: " I have the issue. " 「我有问题。」 In the book of dead spirit, the person the sovereign sees is martial Xiaode asks, access road/simply said: 亡灵之书上,人皇见是武小德发问,便道: " What issue? " 「什么问题?」 " Now this evil spirit is attached to me, if I died, my soul naturally went to the death world- Then it? What is its fate? " martial Xiaode asked. 「现在这个恶灵附在我身上,如果我死了,我的魂魄自然去了死亡世界--那它呢?它的下场是什么?」武小德问。 The person sovereign solution replied: 人皇解答道: " Regardless of the evil spirit or the hero soul, already died existence- If dies again one time in the human world, in all living things the body, it vanished into thin air thoroughly. " 「无论恶灵还是英灵,都是已经死了的存在--假如在人间、在众生的躯体里再死一次,它就彻底烟消云散了。」 " So that's how it is. " martial Xiaode said. 「原来如此。」武小德道。 No wonder it must emit the healing technique to cure the body a moment ago. 难怪它刚才要放出治疗术来治愈身体。 Originally it refuses stubbornly. 原来它死不起。 martial Xiaode lifts own that hand- 武小德抬起属于自己的那只手-- . 啪。 His time patted own face gently. 他这次轻轻拍了拍自己的脸。 " Said that about my issue. " 「说吧,关于我刚才的那个问题。」 " ...... Mortal, your meeting nothing but through suffering oneself, making me also feel the pain, I am the king of evil spirit, how can because of these minor matters-! " 「......凡人,你会的无非是通过折磨自己,让我也感受痛楚,我乃恶灵之王,岂会因为这些小事--啊!」 It screamed suddenly loudly. 它突然大声尖叫起来。 - Because martial Xiaode holds the wild sword again, a sword held to put on own chest! --因为武小德再次抓住荒剑,一剑捅穿了自己的胸膛! This time, he oneself sewed on the ground directly! 这一次,他直接把自己钉在了地上! He spouts a blood, said with a smile: " You can not reply that my issue, are not related completely, but I guess- " 他喷出一口血,笑道:「你可以不回答我的问题,完全没有关系,但我猜--」 He grabs the sword hilt, starts to dissect toward on. 他抓着剑柄,开始朝上解剖。 Ice-cold sword blade of long sword cut open the flagstone, martial of Xiaode ground the back, muscle, bone, blood vessel and internal organs simultaneously. 长剑的冰冷剑锋同时切开了地上的石板、武小德的后背、肌肉、骨头、血管和内脏。 He directly entered being barely alive condition! 他直接进入弥留状态了! " ! " 「啊啊啊啊啊啊啊!」 The evil spirit erupts grating calling out. 恶灵爆发出一阵刺耳的嚎叫。 Even if in oneself living that age, had not been suffered by such pain! 就算是在自己活着的那个年代,也没有受过这样的痛楚折磨! The long sword has not stopped , to continue to move at a slow speed. 长剑没有停,以一种缓慢的速度继续移动。 - From chest to head. --从胸口到头颅。 " How I guess even your cure technique again strongly, after I cut open, curing the technique was useless. " 「我猜就算你的治愈术再怎么强,当我把头剖开之后,治愈术就没用了。」 martial Xiaode puts out a blood, said calmly. 武小德吐出一口血,平静地说。 The evil spirit is panting for breath, screaming, suddenly robs the sword hilt with that hand that it can control. 恶灵喘息着,尖叫着,突然用它能控制的那只手去抢夺剑柄。 martial Xiaode and others is it. 武小德等的就是它。 The sword light flashes, cuts to fly that arm. 剑光一闪,把那只手臂斩飞出去。 Now. 现在。 Only is left over the arm that he controls to use 只剩下他控制的这只手臂能用 . 了。 The long sword pricks the chest again, moves in the direction of head slowly. 长剑再次刺入胸口,朝着头颅的方向缓缓移动。 " Wú- Damn boy- " 「唔啊啊啊啊--该死的小子--」 In the evil spirit angry roaring sound is mixing with the endless pain and frightened. 恶灵的怒吼声中夹杂着无尽的痛楚与惶然。 If were cut two halves is very truly troublesome. 头如果被斩成两半确实很麻烦。 - Only if can resurrect with a big law of causality kind of technique law. --除非用大因果律一类的术法才可以复活。 How many times but can such technique France display? 可是那样的术法自己又能施展几次? Moreover is so sore, oneself whole body is shaking. 而且这么疼,自己浑身都在抖。 Even the hand does not have. 连手都没有。 If by some chance the head splits, oneself suddenly lose because of the collapse of physical body consciousness, causing the technique law to make the mistake- 万一头颅裂开的时候,自己一时因为肉体的崩溃而失去意识,导致术法出现失误-- Can oneself vanish into thin air? 自己岂不是要烟消云散? Earthshaking innumerable years. 叱咤风云无数年。 Today can end? 今日要完? " Stops! I said! Damn boy! " 「停!我说!见鬼的小子!」 The evil spirit said repeatedly. 恶灵连声说道。 But sword blade has not stopped, has cut the nape of the neck quickly. 可是剑锋没有停,已经快切到脖颈了。 Only misses half inch, it can cut open the trachea, no matter then martial Xiaode does make an effort, so long as long sword one but actually- 只差半寸,它就能切开气管,然后不管武小德用不用力,只要长剑一倒-- By the sharp incomparable characteristics, the long sword can cut in half directly! 凭借锋利无匹的特性,长剑直接就能把头切成两半! " Stops! Calls a halt! " 「停!停手!」 " Is because my instinct likes doing evil, will kill off you to bring the unsurpassed intelligence to sublimate to me, helping me evolve- But the souls of these deaths, can be my grain. " 「是因为我天性喜欢作恶,杀光你们会给我带来无上的灵性升华,帮助我进化--而那些死亡的灵魂,可以作为我的粮食。」 The evil spirit replied. 恶灵连珠炮似地回答。 - It answered martial Xiaode the issue! --它回答了武小德的问题! sword blade stopped finally. 剑锋终于停了。 . 噌。 The long sword pulled out, inserts in the sheath. 长剑被抽起来,重新插回鞘中。 martial Xiaode opens the mouth saying: " Didn't say early on the line? For treating the matter gives you, does a bit faster. " 武小德开口道:「早这么说不就行了?治疗的事交给你,搞快点。」 " Snort...... you do not know my fierce...... " evil spirit said discontentedly. 「哼......你是不知道我的厉害......」恶灵不满地说。 martial Xiaode actually pays no attention to it, the vision looks toward the book of dead spirit. 武小德却不理它,目光朝亡灵之书望去。 Sees only an all various professions ice crystal small character to reappear on hoping the wall: 只见一行行冰晶小字浮现在愿墙上: " Congratulations. " 「恭喜。」 " You successfully completed today's request. " 「你成功完成了今日的委托。」 " Because you vicious way directly prevented the action of king of evil spirit, the hero souls highly praise to you and inquired that you need anything to reward. " 「由于你过于凶狠的方式直接阻止了恶灵之王的行动,英灵们对你大加赞赏并询问你需要什么奖励。」 " - This is an autonomous reward choice. " 「--这是一次自主式的奖励选择。」 What wants to reward? 要什么奖励? This had something saying that the thing that I wanted naturally was- 这有什么可说的,我要的东西当然是-- " Soul strength upper limit, please help me promote the soul strength upper limit. " 「魂力上限,请帮我提升魂力上限。」 martial Xiaode opens the mouth to say. 武小德开口道。 Two lines of ice crystal small characters also appear: 两行冰晶小字随之浮现: " Regarding any race, 100 levels is the most important watershed. " 「对于任何种族来说,100级都是最重要的分水岭。」 " We can only provide 1 soul strength upper limit for you, after you succeeded very 100 levels of promote step trial, can continue to promote the soul strength upper limit for you. " 「我们只能为你提供一点魂力上限,当你成功挺过100级的晋阶试炼之后,才可以继续为你提升魂力上限。」 " You whether accepts? " 「你是否接受?」 " Accepts. " martial Xiaode said. 「接受。」武小德道。 In front of him jumps one line of small characters immediately: 他面前立刻跳出来一行小字: " Your soul strength has achieved 100 / 100. " 「你的魂力已达到100/100。」 " Legitimate god of death trial can start, it will test you whether has the ability inherits the god of death ‚ arrives, it 「正统的死神试炼可以开始了,它将考验你是否有能力继承死神的‘降临,之 Strength. " 力。」 " This trial is unable to delay, is unable to pick an auspicious date, is unable to stop. " 「本次试炼无法拖延,无法择期,无法停止。」 " Starts! " 「开始!」 - 唰-- Military little Dehua makes a the remnant shadow, vanishes from the prison does not see. 武小德化作一道残影,从监狱中消失不见。