"The evil is not retreating!"
A thunderous shout exploded between the world. Zen Master Zhiwen used the method of a Buddhist lion roar and even pinched the Buddha's seal with his hand, so that the Zen sound surged into the sky and fluctuated continuously within a hundred miles. Even Wei Jin, Zheng Pingyi and others who were watching the battle on the city gate tower were clearly heard!
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"This... is Master Zhiwen's method..." Shang Zhengyu took the opportunity to slam the horse and rushed out of the encirclement of several young captives. He turned around and looked in the direction of Master Zhiwen, secretly shocked.
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"Master Zhiwen is really a strange man. God really wants to bless me, Great Wei and Yunzhou!"
Wei Jin was so passionate that he was already inspired by the great true energy contained in this Zen sound. His red face had already explained everything. He wished he could slap his horse and lead his troops into the army of enemies and kill three in three out!
"It is true that as Shang Zhengyu said, if he could speak of Master Zhiwen, Lang Fu would be worried."
Although Zheng Pingyi was also stimulated by this Zen sound, he suppressed it very well. In addition to his good skills, he also had a strong control over himself. Otherwise, how could he be called the hope of Yunzhou's revival by the people of Yunzhou!
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The area where Chu Linxu and Bai Fuqi were located had stabilized after they killed several enemy generals. The masters of the power realm who originally supported him here were also killed by them.
The situation on the east front is very good at this moment.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Zen sound burst, Chu Linxu made a series of moves like lightning, instantly killing the three people in front of him. They were all sword owls. He silently said with a calm expression: "The Forty-seventh."
Not far away, Bai Fuqi listened to the Great Dao Zen sound, and felt a little touched in her heart. However, when she turned around and looked at Chu Linxu and killed the three of them in an instant, her face suddenly showed a unique stubborn look with a charming look of unyielding: "Little Fifth son, sister, I will definitely catch up with you!"
Little Five!
Chu Linxu's eyebrows jumped involuntarily, and his eyes continued to scan the prey in front of him.
How can you let a woman cross her?
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Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian no longer knew how to express their inner excitement. Their hands were tightly clasped together, looking at the two people who had only fought for one round and decided to win and lose, and looking at the thin back standing in front of them with a sword, I suddenly felt a sense of gratitude in my heart.
If Master Zhiwen wasn't here, maybe the two of them would have really had a separation from life and death.
"Senior Brother Duan, we owe Master Zhiwen a life."
Ling Feixian's tone was unprecedentedly delicate. After the previous enlightenment between life and death, she finally completely let go of her reservedness as the saint of Shenxiao Zhengtian Sect in front of Duan Yifei. At this moment, Ling Feixian returned to seventeen years ago, and the moment when the two first met.
Duan Yifei said nothing, but just held Ling Feixian's tenderness tightly and nodded seriously.
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Ahhhhhhh! I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! ——!
The roar of a craziness covered everything around him, and the elder of the mountain waved wildly to smash everything around him, and even his compatriots who were captured did not let go!
You should know that this is a battlefield where the army of the archers have a great advantage, and there are the most soldiers around. The killing of the elders of the mountain suddenly poured cold water on the heads of the archers, making them compete to stay away from the elders of the mountain in fear, and they were even more unwilling to fight. For a moment, the Wei army took this opportunity to stabilize the decline and re-establish a solid line of defense.
The reason why the elder of Shanyue fell into madness was that he forced the side effects of Gu Cangyan's brutal war body, and the other was that the undefeated belief he had established for decades collapsed under the casual sword of Master Zhiwen. Under the impact of the two, the elder of Shanyue fell into his current state.
After the ejaculation, the elder Shanyue locked his eyes again on Master Zhiwen. Although reason had been buried by rage, there were only two voices in his subconscious that kept awakening him.
Hurry! Leave here! This person is not capable of fighting!
No! Kill him! Kill him! After killing him, Cangyan's mad battle body will surely enter a new realm. At that time, I am the only one under the sky!
Ah—Ah—
The elder of the mountain glared and threw away the broken battle axe in his hand and rushed towards Master Zhiwen. His eyes were red, and his left and right hands spread around him, forming an eagle's rushing to eat! This is the most commonly used posture for people in the Northern Region when they wrestled, representing their extreme respect for power!
If it is an ordinary warrior, this method may be useful, but for Master Zhiwen, he is not even willing to draw a sword against it again.
Then he pointed out two sword fingers, and the sword energy burst out like two horses, entangling the limbs of the mountain elder in agility and flowing. After a brief stay, several dozen blood flowers suddenly burst out from the body! Although each flower bloomed on the forehead of the body without any importance, this was undoubtedly telling the mountain elder that his vast mad battle body had no effect in front of Master Zhiwen!
puff--
The elder Shanyue, who was extremely angry, vomited a mouthful of blood, but he was a powerful man who had been famous for a long time. With the severe pain from his body, he found his consciousness back from the desire to kill!
The reason why Master Zhiwen did not kill but used the Zen sound to shake the elders of the mountain to let them retreat was that he still had a trace of Buddhist compassion in his heart.
Duan Yifei naturally knew this, but he had no position to say anything about it. But he felt a little sorry. If he wanted to kill the elder of Shanyue again, as long as he didn't think about it, it would be as difficult as he ascended to the sky.
"What a powerful bald thief, who are you? With such cultivation, it is impossible to be unknown!"
The internal strength of Cang Yan's brutal war body flowed all over his body, instantly stopping the bleeding and contracting the wound. At this moment, the elder Shanyue did not receive a severe injury, and at least he still had 90% of his combat power. He took a deep breath and suppressed the distracting thoughts that surged from his heart, staring at Master Zhiwen with his breath holding his mind. He did not choose to retreat, but decided to fight again!
He saw it like a mirror in his heart. Master Zhiwen was much more powerful than him, but he had another fatal weakness: he couldn't bear to kill himself!
If this kind of thought is placed on the elder of the mountain, it would be a big deal! The elder of the mountain is already full of bones, and he has built a path to a strong man with his appointment! But if this thought is placed on Zhiwen, it would be extremely consistent. Otherwise, if he had the chance to understand himself just now, how could he show mercy several times?!
The elder of the mountain smiled and made a trace of something wrong flash in Zhiwen's heart, but he only had time to frown slightly. Because the elder of the mountain had already rushed towards him!
"Since the old thief is bald and doesn't want to kill him, then I will take advantage of it!"
Cangyan's brutal war body was once again urged by the mountain elder to the limit. The iron fist like a siege hammer was wrapped with surging winds. The torrent was filled with true meaning, as if he was wearing a battle robe on him. The man was erect like a barbarian bear and hit Master Zhiwen. He was not fancy, just betting that Zhiwen was unwilling to kill him!
"Not good! Master Zhiwen is going to suffer!"
Duan Yifei's heart skipped a beat! Ling Feixian was still in a short time and could not see what the mountain elder thought, but Duan Yifei was not a young man who had just entered the world. From the first step of the mountain elder, he realized the mountain elder's plan, and actually wanted to seize Master Zhiwen's rules and regulations that he was unwilling to kill, and use his own gamble to force him to give in!
Master Zhiwen also understood the plan of the elder Shanyue. His eyes were ruddy, and he waved his hand and shot out several sword energy again, and immediately ordered the elder Shanyue!
But the elder of the mountain laughed without fear, and his feet moved a little faster, because although these sword energy had damaged him, they accurately avoided the fatal key points, which further proved the elder of the mountain! Moreover, the Cangyan Brutal War Body was not useless under the opponent's sword energy. The amazing recovery ability of the wound allowed the elder of the mountain to recover his combat power in an instant after he was in his hands, and he received almost no impact!
"The old thief is bald, he will die!"
The two fists merged, and a simple punch burst out with amazing power in the aura of the mountain elder pushing mountains and filling the sea! Just like a running bull, the mountain elder bumped into Master Zhiwen! There was no hesitation at all during this period!
Master Zhiwen was about to avoid it, but his mood suddenly subsided and he could no longer raise his feet!
If you dodge yourself, wouldn’t Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, who were healing behind you, be terrible!
Chapter completed!