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As soon as this said, the blood-red light that was about to hit Wuqi suddenly stopped. The red light dissipated, and Croyd's figure appeared. He looked at Wuqi with a dull expression, and his whole body was motionless. However, the blood-red heavy sword in his hands was not immediately stopped like his body, but rushed forward a few inches in inertia.

It was these few inches of rushing, the tip of the sword flashing with blood-red sword light pierced into Wuqi's eyebrows almost instantly. With a muffled sound of "puff", a thread of blood like silk immediately flowed down the blade of the blood-red heavy sword. Wuqi's body suddenly trembled, and his mind was immediately unstable. As his teeth trembled, his entire balance was also broken in an instant.

His feet, which were firmly on the ground, immediately softened and he was about to fall down. However, after a few struggles, he finally managed to hold on. His standing posture still did not change, but Wuqi's forehead suddenly oozed out of his cold sweat. His back had already been completely wet, and the cold air seemed to be piercing his heart, constantly drilling into his back into his spine, causing his heartbeat to continue to intensify.

"Puboo, puboo!"

At this moment, Wuqi seemed to hear his heartbeat, as if he was the only one left in the world. Although there was no expression on his face, he was always worried about the wound on his forehead. Even as time passed, he was afraid again.

It's so dangerous! If this sword pierces another inch, my consciousness will collapse immediately. Once the consciousness no longer exists, it will be useless even if I have medical skills. I can live from an ordinary person to continue practicing to reach my current strength, and everything depends on my brain, if my brain is destroyed.

It is equivalent to directly erasing any hope of counterattack. Even if I have the constitution to repair my body by myself, if my brain is destroyed, I will not know whether I will be dismembered next. If I am dismembered, even if I can regenerate, I will not grow a new body in a year or two. It is really dangerous.

Wuqi was frightened by Croyd's lightning-fast sword, his face was pale in an instant, and his heart was beating wildly. If it were an ordinary enemy, he would definitely seize the moment when his flaws were the greatest, and stab him with another sword and directly kill Wuqi's life.

But Croyd's expression was a little strange at this time. He actually slowly put down his arm and pulled out the blood-red heavy sword that pierced Wuqi's eyebrows. Then he stared at Wuqi's pale face with a blank look on his face. He looked straight for a while before asking in a low voice: "What's the agreement?"

After seeing Croyd's confused expression, Wuqi was suddenly shocked. A ridiculous guess instantly passed through his mind like a meteor. He frowned and asked tentatively: "Lao De. Have you forgotten what agreement you have made with me?"

"Forgot? I haven't forgotten. I remember it very clearly that I had an agreement with you." Croyd's eyes suddenly condensed, and he glared at Wuqi angrily and replied.

"What is the agreement?" Wuqi asked tentatively again.

"What is it?" Croyd's expression changed again. His eyes suddenly opened and he thought hard, but he pondered for five minutes without thinking of a trace of clue. His mind seemed to be covered by a fog at this time, and he could only vaguely remember that he and Wuqi had indeed made an agreement, but they could not remember the specific content.

So he began to recall a deeper memory, but the more he thought about it, the more he was upset. "What kind of agreement is it? Why can't I think about it? How could this happen!"

After recalling more than five minutes seriously but still couldn't remember anything, Croyd's movements suddenly became crazy. He actually threw away the weapon in his hand, his hands were like a madman, constantly grabbing his head and kept saying.

"You sue...ah...my head hurts so much...ah...ah..." Croyd was just about to ask what Wuqi agreed to, but his expression suddenly became strange. He suddenly seemed to be suffering some great pain. He hugged his head with his hands and ran around aimlessly, shouting heart-wrenchingly while running.

Seeing this strange reaction from his former friend suddenly appearing, Wuqi believed in the guess in his heart, but he still couldn't be sure.

Just as he was about to ask for a confirmation again, Croyd suddenly stopped at this moment, and his hands stopped grabbing his head wildly, but slowly turned around and looked at Wuqi. A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his eyes were gradually covered by a layer of blood-red light, and his whole person instantly looked changed. The smile made Wuqi shudder.

"Agree?" With Wuqi's incredible eyes, Croyd slowly sorted out his head and slowly came to Wuqi step by step. While picking up the blood-red heavy sword on the ground casually, he replied with a cold look: "I can't remember. I have forgotten almost the past. However, there is one thing I remember very clearly. I remember clearly that you killed more than 100 people in my family."

"I want you to pay for your life!" Before he finished speaking, Croyd's body had moved, and his legs suddenly kicked, and his whole body immediately turned into a red light and rushed towards Wuqi who was close to him. Wuqi's heart suddenly became cold, and his body immediately retreated without hesitation, but the other party's degree was too fast, and with his current degree, he could not compete with Croyd at all.

Therefore, Wuqi had no choice but to throw out the Ancient Scroll and try it out. The Ancient Scroll attacked much faster than Wuqi, and could even compete with Croyd, who had obviously reached the advanced cultivator's strength. Unfortunately, the Ancient Scroll must rely on its own control, and does not have an independent consciousness like Xiaolu.

So under his throw, the white light transformed by the Ancient Scroll did not hit the red light, but flew out directly with the red light. Wuqi suddenly pulled his right hand, and under the guidance of the blue light rope, the white light body quickly retracted, like a dragon swinging its tail, and directly pulled towards Croyd's back, but it fell into vain again.

Wuqi's heart suddenly sank. He wanted to take back the Ancient Scroll immediately and attack again, but it was too late. Croyd's body was approaching. He felt a gust of wind blowing at the face, and the red light approached him in the blink of an eye. After a "puff", he directly stabbed a huge gap in front of his chest.

The battle began quickly, but it ended faster, and the winner was decided in one fight. Naklulu and Xius in the distance had just made preparations for magic and archery, and they could see Wuqi appearing from the black light in a painful scream. Blood kept flowing out of his chest, and the blade passing by the blood-red heavy sword fell to the ground, making a "da" sound.

Wuqi's consciousness instantly fell on the verge of collapse, but he did not give up. Instead, after spewing out a large mouthful of blood, his right hand slowly grabbed the void in front of Croyd, and then quickly placed the breath in his right hand into the spell seal ball that had been prepared for a long time in his left hand.

This action went very quickly, but it did not escape Croyd's eyes. But Croyd didn't care about this at all. In his opinion, Wuqi's heart was directly pierced by himself, and he could make any shocking counterattack? It was completely impossible. What the other party is doing now is just some irrelevant things.

He looked at Wuqi coldly, and with a "pop", he suddenly pulled out the blood-red heavy sword. Blood suddenly splattered on his face and clothes like a fountain, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Wuqi's shaking body with a grim smile, and said softly: "Master. It's now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red heavy sword suddenly seemed to be subjected to some strong sense, and there was a violent tremor. Amid the increasingly harsh sound of swords, Nakelu and Xius, who were standing still in the distance, were stunned by this sudden scene, and their hearts were shocked again.

Their eyes suddenly opened like two copper bells, staring at the increasingly weird blood-red heavy sword, his heartbeats faster and faster, and his eyes were full of incredible gazes. Wuqi's eyes were exactly the same as them, but what he thought more about in his heart was to use diarrhea as soon as possible, and fortunately, his consciousness collapsed.

If Wuqi could concentrate on casting diarrhea, he would definitely succeed in the end, but what he didn't expect was that the scene in front of him was too strange and he had to care.

The blood-red heavy sword that had been trembling violently in the sound of the sword sound suddenly stopped when Wuqi and others thought it was about to tremble even harder, without warning. However, after the sound of the sword disappeared, there was no quietness around it, but another sound appeared. However, this was not the sword sound that was constantly echoing like a tide at the beginning, but a laughter from a person.

"Hahahaha!" Amid an old but full of pride and arrogant laugh, almost everyone except Croyd, including Xiaobai, whose pupils were shrinking at this moment, and then clearly saw that a face covering the entire body of the blood-red heavy sword suddenly appeared from the sword body and finally emerged from the body.

First there was a human face, then the human face was the body, and finally the hands and feet. It was an old man with a completely blood-red head. His vicissitudes of face could no longer see how old he had lived, but his eyes showed a strange red light. Although his eyes were bright and bright, they showed a thick and gloomy look.

The old man's mouth was wide open, and the laughter came from him. However, after everyone saw the old man's laughter, they all felt a sense of creepy hair standing upside down and creepy. It seemed that the old man was not alone, but a devil from an unknown field. He was not laughing, but roaring.

The old man's laughter stopped for a while. He glanced at everyone and finally stopped on Wuqi. With a glance, his eyes were filled with extreme greed. The old man's body suddenly rushed, like a blood-red wind, and instantly penetrated into Wuqi's body.

Wuqi didn't even react at all. What happened? His consciousness instantly fell from weakness into darkness, remembering nothing or knowing nothing.

But his eyes suddenly turned bloody red like Croyd. Then, Wuqi's hands suddenly raised and made a series of strange gestures. Then, his originally weak body began to slowly repair it with a visible degree of naked eyes.

The aura was like a balloon blown up in an instant, expanding countless times. Its strength actually broke through the bottleneck from the peak of an intermediate cultivator and entered the initial level of a high-level cultivator.

Then there is the middle level, peak, and the higher the cultivator, the primary level of the master level, until he reaches the middle level of the master level, the growth of his aura will slow down. However, even if the degree of improvement slows down, his strength eventually goes beyond the middle level and stops at the peak of the master level.

After watching this scene, Nakolulu, Xius and Xiaobai couldn't help but take a breath, but while their strength was growing so rapidly, their faces gradually became gloomy. Because, they clearly felt that this was not Wuqi's breath, but a strange aura that they had never seen before.

"Okay! Great!"

When the breathing stopped, Wuqi raised his head and suddenly let out a crazy laugh that was exactly the same as the red old man just now. Then, while laughing wildly, he nodded to Croyd with satisfaction in a voice that was exactly the same as the red old man, and said, "Disciple. What you said is indeed correct!

This body is naturally unique and has the extraordinary ability to repair itself. It is all your credit for me to succeed in taking over the body as a teacher."

Croyd immediately looked happy and lowered his head and said, "Thank you for your praise, Master."

"Yeah." Wuqi nodded with a smile, but his face suddenly changed. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and it instantly turned into a red light and rushed towards Croyd, and a cold snorted at the same time: "But you are useless. I don't want others to know my secret."

As he finished speaking, Wuqi's hand suddenly slashed through the sky like lightning and grabbed Croyd directly. With a muffled sound of "puff", his hand actually penetrated Croyd's body like a spear. Croyd's body trembled and sprayed a large mouthful of blood. The red light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he said in disbelief: "Master, why are you?"

Wuqi's eyes were not proud or cold, but they were exactly the same as Croyd, and they were equally unbelievable. However, what he couldn't believe was not why the other party did not die in one move, but that he couldn't believe that his move had turned off. He clearly aimed at the opponent's heart, but when he grabbed it, it was the other party's abdomen.

Why is this happening? Could it be that it was caused by the sudden stinging pain on the head that moment just now?

Under a wave of surprise in his heart, the stinging pain in his head came again, without any warning, and Wuqi's body trembled in pain. Then, his arms, legs, abdomen, waist and even back showed a more severe stinging pain than his head.

Wuqi's aura fell from the peak of the master level to the middle level of the master level in almost an instant. His eyes immediately showed disbelief, and with unconcealed horror, he couldn't help but mutter: "Impossible!!!":

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