Zhao Xun could hear the roar coming from the corpse's chest, like that of a wild beast.
It's the sound a predator makes when it sees its prey.
The atmosphere was extremely cold, and Zhao Xun could feel death approaching.
Are you going to die here?
It’s so hard for me to travel through time, and I haven’t even gotten married yet, and I haven’t even given birth to a child yet!
Where is the halo of the protagonist? Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies.
He could feel the aura of Haoran weakening. Every time the aura weakened, the aura of greed exuded by the corpse boss became stronger.
The corpse leader needs to constantly devour fresh flesh and blood to survive and continuously strengthen his cultivation. I am afraid he will not be able to do well today.
Either you die or I live.
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As time passed, the awe-inspiring energy in Zhao Xun's body gradually disappeared, and large beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.
In Buddhist terms, he is about to run out of oil...
The perception ability of practitioners is much stronger than that of ordinary people, not only the ability to perceive the outside world, but also the ability to perceive changes in one's own strength.
Zhao Xun knew very well that he was reaching his limit.
Zhikui has already begun to launch some tentative attacks and is no longer as fearful as before.
Just when Zhao Xun was almost desperate, a long sword shot out of the air and pierced the head of a corpse leader.
Red and black "blood" spurted out, and the corpse leader died instantly, collapsing to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Then a middle-aged man wearing a black Taoist robe came with a sword, his whole body was surrounded by bright light, he was like a god.
Um?
Why does this person look so familiar?
Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment, then realized, isn't this his mentor Wu Quanyi?
Zhao Xun wanted to call out daddy.
It is said that once a teacher is always a father, today he truly understood the meaning of this sentence.
Wu Quanyi is not only a top Taoist practitioner, but also a top swordsman.
It is actually not common for people like him to be dual cultivators, so Wu Quanyi was so nervous after learning that Zhao Xun was a dual cultivator, and immediately taught him the Taoist breath guidance technique, for fear that he would go crazy because of the disordered breath.
But it turned out that Wu Quanyi was overly worried.
Zhao Xun has a very strong understanding. After using the breath guidance technique to guide the literary and martial arts practitioners, Zhao Xun has achieved the most preliminary understanding.
If Zhao Xun hadn't used Haoran Qi to enter the fish machine knife, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the first wave of the skeleton's attack. If Zhao Xu hadn't used Haoran Qi to form a defensive shield, he wouldn't have been able to delay the corpse leader for a stick of incense...
But none of that matters now.
Because he Wu Quanyi is here!
"Here comes the sword!"
Wu Quanyi shouted loudly, and then hundreds of flying swords came from all directions.
The flying swords may be big or small, long or short, but they fly very smoothly under Wu Quanyi's control.
Zhao Xun shouted, "Damn it, is this the legendary return of Wan Jian to the clan?"
This is too cool. No, I don’t want to practice swordsmanship anymore, I want to practice swordsmanship instead.
Although the swords have the same origin, the actual use of spells is completely different.
Sword skills always give people a vulgar impression, but sword skills give people a very elegant feeling, like a hermit and a master.
Wu Quanyi yelled, "Sword Come", and then countless flying swords flew towards the corpse chief and the skeleton.
These swords have Taoist Qingxiu aura attached to them. Although they are not as suppressive as Haoran's righteousness, they should not be underestimated.
In particular, these corpse bosses have not devoured flesh and blood to the extreme, and are in a stage of growth.
Wu Quanyi is a second-grade Taoist and martial artist, and his swordsmanship is at its peak.
It can be said that this is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.
The result is naturally no suspense.
In an instant, the corpses and skeletons were turned into powder, and the blood and water were instantly purified.
At this point, Zhao Xun breathed a sigh of relief, rushed to Wu Quanyi and said, "Teacher, why are you here? My disciple thought that today would be more unlucky."
At this moment, he was really grateful to Wu Quanyi.
If Wu Quanyi had not arrived in time, he might not have been able to survive today.
This is a real life-saving grace.
"Do you still remember that my master told you that he has been secretly pursuing Wu Ci's death?"
Wu Quanyi said leisurely while stroking his beard: "From the beginning, I said that the murderer was not Wang Zhongyi, but at that time I didn't know who the real murderer was. Later, I followed the clues and discovered that left prime minister Chen Liangfu was extremely suspicious."
Wu Quanyi told Zhao Xun the secret investigation process one by one, and Zhao Xun was shocked when he heard it.
I didn’t expect that my mentor was so determined. This is the power of family love.
It is said that the apprentice is half-hearted, so the mentor will protect him in the same way in the future, right?
Well, it feels so good to protect the calf.
"Later, I discovered that you were also pursuing Chen Liangfu. I was worried that you would be in danger, so I followed you all the way to Zhongnan Mountain."
Zhao Xun felt warm in his heart when he heard this, but immediately felt that something was wrong.
"Teacher, since you followed my disciple all the way to Mount Zhongnan, why didn't you come out earlier? I really don't know how long I can last!"
Zhao Xun looked aggrieved and looked at Wu Quanyi pitifully.
This thing is not a TV series, even if you are a big boss, there is no need to wait until the end to appear.
What if Zhao Xun fails to hold on, what if the Corpse Chief suddenly evolves and mutates.
There are too many variables in this.
Wu Quanyi coughed and said with some embarrassment: "Ahem, well, it's a long story."
He seemed a little embarrassed: "When I followed you to the outside of the temple, I really wanted to go in directly, but I met a man. He saw that I respected the immortal spirit of my master very much, so he invited me to eat Hu cakes and drink wine.
The teacher was so drunk that he forgot about it. It wasn't until he saw the bright light in the courtyard that was filled with anger that Haoran realized that he quickly used his sword to save people."
Zhao Xun immediately understood who the person his mentor was talking about was.
"Prosperous wealth!"
Zhao Xun shouted loudly, like a lion roaring from the east of the river.
Jia Xingwen, who had been silent for a long time, coughed and said, "Forget it. The prosperity is probably not intentional."
Before he finished speaking, the little fat man trotted all the way to Zhao Xun.
He looked embarrassed and said: "Brother Mingyun, it's my fault this time. I didn't realize you were in danger."
Zhao Xun wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this. They were all in such a state, yet they didn't even notice that there was such a huge movement.
Zhao Xun arranged for him to stay outside to watch the wind, not to let him eat midnight snacks.
Fortunately, my mentor noticed it in time and it didn't lead to a tragedy.
"That's all, let's forget it, but you have to pay more for writing the manuscript!"
Zhao Xun's eyes gleamed.
Wangcai’s previous offer was NT$5,000 for both rights, but now this price is definitely not acceptable.
"How much does Brother Mingyun want?"
Wangcai knew he was in the wrong and asked with some pain.
"Ten thousand taels, no counter-offer."
Zhao Xun said without hesitation.
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Chapter completed!