Chen Yi didn't know if it was tears or blood in his eyes. The color was particularly ferocious. He stared at the Fire Pavilion Master with a gloomy smile on his face. The right hand holding the blood-colored spear made a teeth-piercing crunching sound.
He didn't know that this was the sound of him crushing the bones made of his own blood with force.
The disciples from the Sword God Sect all had proud expressions on their faces. As long as there was a member of the Wanpeng Sect around them, they would start sarcastic. The smell of gunpowder was not as strong as usual.
And Chen Yi, the "culprit" who caused Wang Zhen to vomit blood, has once again become the object of everyone's contempt.
Human nature, this mysterious thing, is sometimes a bridge to the gods, and sometimes it is an abyss of hell. When one is insulted, ordinary people will often think of the reason. In order to share the insult, subconsciously,
Will find a source for this matter.
Chen Yi is the source.
"Everyone has seen it!" At this moment, the Fire Pavilion Master spoke loudly, attracting everyone's attention. He calmly wiped away the blood from his mouth, and glanced disdainfully at Wang Zhen, who was bleeding from all his orifices.
He snorted at Chen Yi provocatively: "For the sake of peace between the two sects of our Sword God Sect, as long as Wang Zhen admits his mistake for his disciple, I will accept it!"
"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"
"The Pavilion Master is mighty!"
Cheering loudly, the Wanpeng Sect disciples who were completely suppressed could not hold their heads up even more. This battle was completely lost. The opponent could still stand straight and talk, but he was looking at Wang Zhen, swaying there, spitting out a mouthful of blood from time to time.
, that look, I really don’t know when I will be like a fairy.
"Chen Yi, you scum! What do you want from me, the Wanpeng Sect?"
"Yes, get out of our Wanpeng Sect. Even if you had nothing to do with stealing the elixir, you are still the cause of the trouble this time."
"Let me, the Wanpeng Sect, be disgraced. Get out!"
The scoldings continued, and Chen Yi's body kept trembling. He did not refute, but just stared at the master's swaying body. Liu Li's cold little hand held Chen Yi's hand at some point, but at this moment, it had no effect at all.
No.
No one can understand Chen Yi's mood at this moment. Even if the disciples don't say it, he hates himself. Master, because he was poisoned and suffered such serious injuries, even if it kills him, there is no compensation.
.
Who is that? That is the man who raised him since childhood and angrily stood in front of him for his safety!
That man, at this moment, truly became Chen Yi's hero and his god! Even if Chen Yi is a hundred times stronger than him in the future, it will still be the same and will never change!
"Master..." Chen Yi called softly with trembling pupils.
The man turned back slightly, his face as scary as a demon was covered in blood, but his expression was actually smiling.
Shocked, Chen Yi's mind was completely shocked. His opponent used the worst means to win and his majesty was wiped out. Moreover, he didn't know when the toxin would be cleared and whether there would be any side effects, but the man actually smiled at Chen Yi.
Already.
Thumb thump——
After taking two steps back, Chen Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, like roses scattered on the ground.
I remember the last time I was so sad was because of a woman.
And this time, it's for the master.
If the last time was because of Chen Yi's immaturity, then this time, it's because Chen Yi is really mature.
In Chen Yi's eyes, the man's body was certain, and he straightened his back. The master of the Fire Pavilion had not turned around yet, with an expression as if he had already won. It seemed that the dying man behind him had no influence on him at all.
No hint of threatening arrogance.
"The outcome is still undecided, Lao Huo, is it possible that you want to surrender?"
Just as the leader of the Fire Pavilion was talking eloquently, Wang Zhen's hoarse voice sounded. Although the scene was boiling, he was still cut off by this light voice.
Silence...after a breath.
"Master Wang Feng! Come on!"
"Win glory for our Wanpeng Sect."
"Promote my reputation as Wanpeng!"
Looking at the master's back, Chen Yi was stunned. The man stood up to the storm again and whispered softly: "Master, you are my role model. I must be like you in the future."
The master of the Fire Pavilion turned pale with shock. A flash of horror flashed in his eyes. How powerful the Qi San was. This man actually stood up again after his body was broken.
He gritted his teeth, and a look of ferocity flashed across his face: "Wang Zhen, just admit defeat, otherwise the sword has no eyes, and you can't be blamed for hurting me."
"Hahahaha..." Wang Zhen burst out laughing: "What a joke! I, Wang Zhen, have been born for so many years, but there is still no one who can scare me, come on!"
After he finished speaking, Wang Zhen took the lead in attacking. The strong energy lingered around him. He jumped up and jumped in the air. Anyone who was interested could see that Wang Zhen was now at the end of his strength, and even his energy was dispersed but not condensed.
.
"You bastard, since you are seeking death, you can't count me out!" The Fire Pavilion Master roared, and his strength also rose, creating a mysterious rhythm on the spot.
Wang Zhen's energy struck from above, and at the same time, the Fire Pavilion Master's eyes widened, forming a gesture of support for him, and shouted: "Shengyan!"
At the second word exit, a big red flame snake rose into the air and collided with Wang Zhen fiercely.
boom!
The loud noise seemed to echo in everyone's ears. In mid-air, Wang Zhen's figure smashed to the ground in a panic, falling into the arena with a bang, spitting out thick blood.
On the other hand, the leader of the Fire Pavilion fell to the ground, making a deep pit on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Silence, the scene fell into silence.
Click, there was a soft sound, Wang Zhen stood up with a grin on his face, and glanced at Wang Zhen bitterly, and there was a sense of fear in his eyes, and he thought to himself, I didn't expect Wang Zhen to be so tenacious.
"Bah!" The Master of the Fire Pavilion spat blood-streaked saliva and walked to Wang Zhen's side. He was also angry. He was forced to do this by a guy with a weak body. How could he not be angry and stare at him?
Looking at Wang Zhen who was lying on the ground twitching, he said grimly: "Say, you lose!"
The long sword glowed eerily in the sun, pointing directly at Wang Zhen's throat. Then the Fire Pavilion Master smiled ferociously, and a ray of energy stabbed Wang Zhen vaguely along the tip of the sword, just in time to destroy his throat. This time, even if
Even if you want to admit defeat, you can't.
"Wang Zhen, I gave you a chance. If you don't admit defeat, ahem, even I will have to kill you here." The master of the Fire Pavilion coughed twice, and looked at the blood he spit out on the ground, his eyes even more intense.
anger.
If you want Wang Zhen to speak, what should you say? His throat is broken, there is only a crackling sound, and he cannot say a complete sentence at all.
"Hey." The master of the Fire Pavilion sighed softly, showing a look of unbearability: "In this case, I have to kill you. There are so many powerful people here who should have seen that I don't really want to fight with Wan Wan.
What about Peng Zong, but Wang Zhen refused to admit defeat and even attacked me sneakily."