This guy probably didn't see Kasan killing Wang Haoyu, but only saw the head holding him in my hand, so he kept chasing him from behind.

Now that the Qi field is blocked by him, his footwork is much faster than mine. I looked back and saw that all the zombies created by the sloppy Taoist priest were picked up one by one by one by him, and they were less than ten meters away from me.

This guy was too fierce. He shot the white-haired zombies that looked like copper-skinned and iron-bone, and pierced the white-haired zombies' body through.

There is no way to run away. Instead of being chased and killed by him in a mess, it is better to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, I felt cruel, and I stopped, picked up the Sword of Victory in my hand, turned around and looked at Wang Wuji.

Wang Wuji glared at me, his eyes so red that it seemed to be bleeding.

"Take your life!" Wang Wuji shouted angrily, and the nine-turnaway dragon-light silver spear in his hand was covered with a faint golden light, making a sound of breaking through the air, directly piercing my heart.

Under the influence of the Evil Sword, I also had enough strength and planned to attack with all my strength.

Holding a sword in both hands, he slashed at Wang Wuji's spear.

In the midst of lightning, Shengxie Sword collided with the spear in his hand, making a crisp sound.

The feeling of numbness all over the body and feeling that the soul is about to leave the body appears again.

The eyes turned dark and the surrounding scenery suddenly became blurred.

I vaguely seemed to see Kasan suddenly appear on Wang Wuji's side, and stabbed him with a quick and fierce sword.

The body fell heavily on the ground like a broken sack.

The qi and blood in the body surging, and the internal organs all moved.

After landing, I suddenly felt a warm feeling in my nostrils, and hot blood sprayed out of my nostrils.

My throat was tight and stuffy, and I spit out a mouthful of old blood as soon as I opened my mouth.

The Shengxie Sword was shaken away by Wang Wuji's spear.

One of my arms was also covered in blood and cracked, and the clothes on my entire arm were torn apart by the qi on the spear, turning into strips of cloth.

It is conceivable that if this shot hit me, what would the consequences be like.

After sitting on the ground for a while, my whole body was numb and I felt that my body was no longer my own.

After finally seeing my vision returned to normal, I looked up in the direction of Wang Wuji.

But seeing that Wang Wuji had been intercepted by Yang Qing and several old Taoists again, the sloppy Taoist priests and Yuankong also stepped forward and besieged the man together.

After a closer look, I found that Wang Wuji's body was actually hung with blood on his back.

It must have been done by Kasan.

Only then did I understand why Kasan threw Wang Haoyu's head to me.

The purpose of this kid is to let Wang Wuji chase me, so that he can take the opportunity to attack me.

I don’t know if Kasan, the old sixth brother, has learned bad things from the sloppy Taoist priest, and he has also gained more ideas and even cheated me.

Is there any conscience?

Seeing his brother being killed, Wang Wuji was sure to be angry, so he would relax his guard against Kasan, who was hiding in the dark, and he was determined to kill me.

Only in this way can Kasan have some chance of winning by killing Wang Wuji.

It seems that Kasan still didn't kill him, but just injured him.

With such a master, it is already good that Kasan can successfully attack.

Even though he was besieged by so many people, Wang Wuji was still very fierce. The spear in his hand was so full of power that it was unstoppable.

One person fights against the heroes, and the more you fight, the more you fight, the more fierce you become.

Wang Wuji wandered around in his hand and recited a poem loudly, as if he was cheering himself up: "The dragon throws the world and breaks the world, and the country is boundless in nine consecutive spears, and the country is cruel and powerful, and the world is bounded by a hundred generations. The world is condensed into ten thousand ways.

The people trap, the spear is floating across the flowers, the pine wind chases the moon and accompanys me..."

This poem was recited from his mouth, and combined with his peerless shooting skills, it was magnificent and murderous.

With his body moving around, he wandered among the crowd. Except for the Zhenren of Yang Qing and the two old Taoists of Shangqing Palace, the rest of him were not close to him at all.

Even the sloppy Taoist priests and Yuankong could only make soy sauce on the side.

After more than a dozen rounds in a row, Wang Wuji's spear shook and shook an old Taoist from Shangqing Palace again.

The old Taoist was also seriously injured and spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Wuji looked at me fiercely again.

Your uncle, what do you think of me?

I didn't kill people.

Seeing Wang Wuji so fiercely, Yang Qing Zhenren took a deep breath and suddenly took a few steps back, waved the sword in his hand, and began to mutter something in his mouth.

In an instant, a golden halo suddenly appeared on the body of Yang Qing Zhenren.

The sword in his hand also burst out with a powerful force.

I don’t know if I was dazzled, but the figure of Yang Qing Zhenren suddenly became a little blurred. When he rushed towards Wang Wuji again, there were sword energy around him, and countless sword shadows enveloped Wang Wuji’s whole body.

There was a jingling sound in my ears, endless.

Wang Wuji and Yang Qing Zhenren were left in the field, but their figures were so fast that they became phantoms.

The real man Yang Qing seemed to have used the ultimate move, and he used the powerful sword move of the Qiqiao Lock Heart Sword.

This move was really powerful, and it was so powerful that it was many times stronger than Gu Haoran.

It seems that Gu Haoran really does not master the most core thing of the Qiqiao Lock Heart Sword.

This time, the two of them fought for a short time, and it felt like they were separated again in just a few seconds.

When I looked at Wang Wuji, I saw seven or eight wounds of all sizes on his body, and the blood dyed his body red.

But the true man Yang Qing was unscathed, and the magic sword in his hand kept making trembling sounds.

What a Qijie Locking Heart Sword, it's really amazing. If Brother Gu learns all this trick and suddenly burst out, even if he faces a master who is much stronger than him, he can still win.

Wang Wuji was severely injured this time, and staggered back two steps, stabbing the spear in his hand to the ground.

He looked at Yang Qing Zhenren and suddenly said coldly: "Good sword technique, I have seen the power of this Qijie Lock Heart Sword today. It's a pity that I couldn't kill me. You will die next!"

As he said that, Wang Wuji slapped his chest and muttered something. He threw a few things on the ground, some of which looked like props used in shadow puppets.

As soon as the things fell to the ground, a stream of black smoke appeared. In a moment, several figures with black air all over the body appeared from the black fog.

One of them was riding a horse with a machete in his hand, while the other two were like generals wearing armor.
Chapter completed!