"Uh..." Behind me, there was a roar, and I felt a powerful airflow burst out, as if an atomic bomb exploded, and the entire ancient tomb was shaken and gravel fell.

"Climb quickly!" Wushuang threw forward and threw the three of them to the ground! The powerful airflow spread out against their scalp.

When he got up and looked back, there were dozens of Japanese ronin holding Oriental swords around the altar?

With a clamor, all the rogues who had just surrounded the Buge sacrifice turned into thick ribs frames, and the white frames were scattered on the ground. The Buge sacrifice walked down from the altar step by step.

"x!" He cursed and pushed the three of them away.

"Let's go! Go quickly! Go as far as you go! Don't look back!" Wushuang knew that his current physical condition could only drag everyone down. If he had any value, he could try to hold him back. Although he knew that the evil power of Buge sacrifice was extremely powerful, he had blood and soul in his body, so it was not that easy for him to kill himself. He had to buy more time for his companions.

"Brother! I won't leave!" Ma Ya also has a stubborn donkey temper. She knew what the end of Wushuang staying. If he dies, what reason can she have to continue to live? It is said that the desperate mandarin ducks are only those who never leave their hands at the critical moment of life and death. If they fly away from each other in the disaster, they will be birds in the same forest. The mandarin ducks must be more loyal than the birds in the forest.

"Eyes...eyes...my eyes..." The priest Buge walked down the altar step by step, Wushuang holding the sharp blade in his hand without retreating at all.

"That's right! I ruined your eyes! I have the ability to come to me!" he said viciously.

The two old men were frightened. They had never experienced this situation in their lives. Without Wushuang's guidance, they were already limp and could not run away.

"Come on, don't you want your eyes? I'll give you eyes!" Wushuang glared at him angrily, the sword in his hand buzzed, and he awakened the murderous intent of the sword. Only this guy is qualified to awaken the sword.

"You fuck you go to hell to find your eyes!" Wushuang shouted with all his strength and stabbed the sword at the chest of Buge. But his movements were too slow, and the injuries on his back could not be dragged down. Even if the effort was good, he would not be able to perform it.

The tip of the knife was only one millimeter behind the chest of the priest Buge, and he stopped... and clang... the sharp cold blood treasure blade fell to the ground. Wushuang's heels slowly raised, then his toes were off the ground, and then his whole body was hanging in the air.

The two dead claws pinched Wushuang's throat and lifted him up. Wushuang's eyes widened and his limbs were kicking around, but he couldn't do anything to his body and could not cause harm to him.

"Uh...Uh..." He couldn't breathe, his face flushed. Now the Buge priest was right in front of him, which was the best time to perform Kuixing's fight, but his throat was locked, and the weakest neck of the human body had been stuck. He couldn't do any movement.

"Ye...kill...kill..." He spit out these words with difficulty.

"I'll kill you!" Ma Ya rushed up and picked up the cold blood blade from the ground and stabbed it into the chest of the Buge Saint. The Buge Saint was all his energy on Wushuang. He had already felt the existence of powerful power in Wushuang's body. He was his greatest threat. He did not believe that his evil body would be hurt by mortals in the world.

He didn't know that the cold blood treasure blade was the nemesis of all evil demons. The sharp blade in Ma Ya's hand pierced his chest, and a foul-smelling black blood spurted out of his chest.

"Ah!" He was furious, let go of the unparalleled neck in his hand, and slapped Ma Ya with one palm. Ma Ya had no time to dodge, and was just hit on his lower abdomen and pushed it away.

The little girl's body was lifted away heavily, her head hit the curtain wall, and blood flowed out, and the person fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Yeah!" This is what Wushuang doesn't want to see the most. He has made every calculation. He tried his best to protect his sister Zhou Quan along the way, but he didn't expect that he did not escape this disaster in the end. It seems that Tong Sixi has calculated it correctly.

"Damn, I'm fighting with you!" Wushuang held the knife handle of the cold blood sword tightly and poked it hard again, then stirred it hard in his chest. It was not too late. He stretched his left hand along the huge wound, pulling out the devil's cold heart!

The Boog Saint was trembling all over, and he opened his mouth slightly. "Eyes...eyes...my eyes..." In the end, he still did not escape the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation and finally went where he should go.

Wushuang fell heavily to the ground and no longer had the strength to get up. He gasped heavily and murmured: "Ya'er...Ya'er..." Then he lost consciousness when his eyes closed.

"Monalou, go and caress Wushuang, I'll go and see Ma Ya." Professor Bayala ran up and picked up Ma Ya, and tried his breathing. Fortunately, he was not dead. But Ma Ya's collision was not a slight attack. Now there is no medicine. He can only temporarily wrap her wound with gauze. What's fatal is not the trauma on the head, but the impact just now. But now the conditions do not allow, and without any medical equipment, he cannot tell whether Ma Ya is in trouble even if he is authoritative.

Wushuang has no big problem, she is just too tired, and she is worried about Ma Ya's comfort and then faints.

"Old Bai, why are we going out?"

Professor Bayara said that Japan was well prepared and should bring all the equipment to see if they had automatic steel cable guns for rock climbing.

Sure enough, two of them had this equipment in their backpacks. The two old men could only be the guardians of these two children now. No matter how tired they were, they did not disappear even if they were tired. It doesn’t matter if they died, these two children must not die.

The two of them shot out the climbing hook with steel cable guns and climbed out along the patio of the Thousand Years Underground Palace with two children. Then, like dragging a dead dog, they dragged them out of the ruins of the Khan Temple ancient city.

At this time, it was not dawn and the time was just right, so it was too late for a while. The ruins of the ancient city behind him became increasingly blurred.

The Japanese left many sand motorcycles, but fortunately they had these motorcycles, otherwise the two old men would not be able to ride horses. Besides, Wushuang and Ma Ya's situation would not allow bumps on the horse's back.

"Old Bai, how can I leave?" Professor Monalou asked him with the sleepy Wushuang.
Chapter completed!