I picked up the scattered attributes

"Damn it, who are you?!"

"To impersonate me, you even went so far as to counterfeit the Soul-Snatching Hook. What audacity!"

However, the two did not hesitate at all, quickly stopped their backward flight, and resumed their high-intensity confrontation without saying a word.

"These two guys..."

The others also stopped retreating, their faces looking quite grim.

At this point, regardless of who is telling the truth or who is lying, letting these two continue fighting would be a huge threat to them!

An attack on the soul level could harm them at any time.

"We must stop them!"

"Regardless of who the real Zuo is, stopping them now is truly for their own good!"

Almost immediately, Sikong Sheng drew the demon sword from behind him.

This demonic blade is none other than his divine weapon of the Great Dao!

One after another, demonic eyes opened on the blade of the demon sword, exuding a fierce and malevolent aura that caused Yuan Tianqi, Fu Ming, and the others to instinctively retreat a distance from it.

"The murderous aura emanating from this 'killer' seems to have become even more terrifying."

"From seven hundred years ago to now, how many lives has he slaughtered? I'm afraid it's countless. If this continues, I have a bad feeling..."

Sikong Sheng has an honest appearance and always wears a simple smile that can be misunderstood.

If you don't know this guy, you'll be fooled by his appearance eight or nine times out of ten!

In fact, as early as the upheaval seven hundred years ago, Sikong Sheng had already committed countless atrocities. As time went by, his bloodthirstiness not only did not diminish, but instead became even more rampant.

"I have always had a suspicion."

Gazing at Sikong Sheng's retreating figure, the woman in palace attire hesitated for a moment before transmitting her voice to the others: "Do you think the Sikong Sheng we used to know... might already be gone?"

"No more?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

It must be said that this is a rather bold guess.

After all, the Sikong Sheng of yesteryear, although he cultivated the path of killing, was very different in personality and style of doing things from the one he is now.

Even if they pressed for answers, Sikong Sheng would only give them one—

People change.

"If he is not the Sikong Sheng we know, then who exactly is this Sikong Sheng now?" Fu Ming unconsciously narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in them.

Although there have been many disagreements among them, the major powers have managed to coexist peacefully for the past seven hundred years.

If this Sikong Sheng is not that Sikong Sheng...

So who have been the people who have stood by them and helped them all these years?

"Perhaps the mysterious man was right; there is indeed an imposter among us."

The woman in palace attire also narrowed her eyes and transmitted her voice in the lowest tone: "However, this imposter is very likely... not human."

Swah——

A series of horrified gazes fell upon Sikong Sheng's retreating figure.

More accurately, it landed on the demonic sword behind him.

As if sensing their gaze, those eerie demonic eyes suddenly turned towards them, their eyelids opening one after another, casting chilling stares at them.

"This knife!!"

"Could this knife really be sentient, sensing our attention?"

"Or is it just our previous speculation..."

For a moment, the group felt a chill run down their spines, a coldness that seemed to seep into their very bones.

And at the same time.

Sikong Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone was filled with grief: "Brother Zuo, it's no use for you to keep going like this. I'm only doing this for your own good, so I had no choice but to take action."

The two Zuo Buzhous' expressions changed drastically, and they shouted angrily at the same time, "Sikong Sheng, how dare you attack your own people?!"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Sheng sighed helplessly: "Brother Zuo, you see for yourself, in this chaotic situation, no one can tell the truth from the falsehood. For your own good and for everyone's good, only by calming you down can we conduct a thorough inspection."

A demonic blade flashed across the sky, its menacing light suddenly appearing!

This strike enveloped both Zuo Buzhous, and the terrifying baleful aura transformed into a domain that would corrode and assimilate everything within it!

"Brother Zuo Dao, all of this is for your sake, and for everyone's good!"

click-

The eerie blade light fell, engulfing the two Zuo Buzhous.

"Cough cough cough-"

"what……"

The two screamed in agony almost simultaneously as they were struck by the terrifying blade. Blood splattered as they were sent flying backward like two tattered sandbags!

In the blink of an eye, all around fell silent again.

When the woman in palace attire and the others arrived, they saw the two figures lying motionless on the ground and exclaimed involuntarily, "Sikong Sheng...you killed them both?"

At this moment, in their perception, the two figures were clearly silent.

simply put……

They're dead!

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Chapter 0596

A demonic blade flashed across the sky, its blood-red light staining the view.

When the bloody light dissipated, the group of people who arrived later were stunned and speechless as they stared at the two figures lying on the ground.

"You...you...you killed them all?"

After an unknown amount of time, the woman in palace attire involuntarily cried out.

Ultimately, they decided to attack both of them simultaneously to prevent the situation from escalating further and for their own safety.

As for who is the imposter Zuo Buzhou, as long as these two are kept in check, they will eventually be able to figure it out.

The reason for having Sikong Sheng lead the charge is quite simple:

This assassin has many problems, and stopping the two Zuo Buzhou from fighting will inevitably invite attacks from both of them. It would be just right to send Sikong Sheng to take his place.

"This...this is really..."

As it turned out, no one expected...

Sikong Sheng actually killed him without saying a word!

"There's still a faint breath left, but it's basically hopeless. Just wait to die."

Fu Ming only glanced at it before shaking his head.

He was the strongest assassin in the Eastern Wilderness Continent, with an incredibly accurate sense of life force. He could tell at a glance that the life force of the two fallen Zuo Buzhous had become extremely weak.

Their souls, once a flame, are now but flickering candles in the wind.

Before long, it will be completely extinguished. Regardless of who is real and who is fake, it can be said that neither of them can escape the fate of death.

"What an eerie demon sword! What a terrifying demon sword!"

"Could it be that our suspicions were actually correct?"

"Sikong Sheng... has long been replaced by the Demon Blade?"

Startled, the group exchanged bewildered glances.

If their guess is true...

The power and strangeness of Sikong Sheng's demonic blade are probably far beyond their expectations!

"If that's true, then Brother Zuo Buzhou's death was not unjust."

Looking at the two identical figures lying on the ground, gradually losing their breath, the group couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow.

If next time, Sikong Sheng's target is them...

What will the result be?

"It's just to quiet them down temporarily."

Despite the shock of the others, Sikong Sheng remained as composed as ever. He covered his chest with one hand, shook his head with concern, and said, "Brother Zuo treats me like his own father, how could I possibly kill him?"

"Everything I've done is for Brother Zuo's good, and for everyone's good!"

What a ghost!

Almost everyone scoffed inwardly.