Chapter five hundred and ninety-four the face of the first slave
"Sword Intent?"
At this crucial moment, the eyelids of the sleepy masked man on Cenchofu's back trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he raised his head, his eyes focused on the billowing dust and smoke thousands of miles away.
Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe who was facing the young man, leaving his back to him.
"Gou Wuyue..."
The masked man murmured in a low voice as if he was reminiscing. He was thinking about something in his cloudy eyes. It took him a long time to focus on the famous sword in Gou Wuyue's hand, the sound of Nulan.
"Buzz!"
In response to the sound of the sword, a demonic wind seemed to be blowing from the sky and the earth, whistling continuously, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Many people in white clothes were immediately alert, and their attention immediately turned away from the young man in the distance and fell on the awakened masked man.
"elder brother!"
The storyteller called out in surprise, "Are you awake?"
"No problem?" Cenjou asked, tilting his head and shaking his back, knocking down the person on top of him.
"No problem."
The masked man responded, but his feet were subconsciously in the air, but he suddenly realized that he had lost the ability to stay in the air.
He woke up immediately.
The group of people in front of us are talking in heaven!
as expected.
The next second.
"Whoosh!"
The man who fell from Cenchofu's back seemed to have stepped on the air in his sleep, and his body fell directly to the ground.
"I……"
The masked man was immediately speechless.
Fortunately, Storyteller's reaction was extremely fast. He touched "Yin Yang Life and Death?" with his hand, and with a flash of golden light, the masked man had already landed on the space platform he had created.
"..."
The whole audience paused for a moment.
Question marks slowly appeared on the faces of many people dressed in white.
If the information is correct, the person who fell off Cenchofu's back should be the leader of the Saint Slave.
But the dignified leader of the Saint Slave can't even fly?
"Why are these damn holy slaves so weirder than the last?"
"Forget it young man, I thought this leader of the Saint Slave suppressed his cultivation. I never thought, is he really an acquired talent? He can't even fly?"
"Let me go, what on earth is this!"
The appearance of the masked man out of the situation was like a spoiler, directly shifting the target of the confrontation in the field.
Gou Wuyue returned and turned to look.
As soon as his eyes narrowed, he saw the masked man who was almost falling to the ground.
"Forehead……
The masked man looked up, looking rather embarrassed.
He wants to talk.
Then he realized that this highly unequal way of speaking was not only taxing, but also made the other party less powerful, so he immediately turned his head and looked at the storyteller.
The storyteller understood it in his mind, and with a move of his hand, the masked man slowly floated into the air.
A group of people in white clothes, with dozens of heads, slowly raised their heads as the figure climbed higher.
That picture is simply amazing!
"This is the rescue force that has fallen from the world?"
Xu Xiaoshou in the distance was still feeling proud that the appearance of the masked man could divert Gou Wuyue's attention at first, but he almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he saw this scene.
Opposite is the Moonless Sword Immortal!
If you act like this, how can I believe that the Holy Slave can escape from this dragnet?
This is even more ridiculous than what I said.
"Pattering..."
It rained all the time.
In order to prevent his brother from encountering a second accident during the lift-off process, the storyteller also deliberately slowed down the speed.
It wasn't until he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere that he immediately moved and pulled his brother to the same level as Gou Wuyue.
"Ignored, passive value, +782."
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this information, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the masked man reached the height, he didn't do anything else. His first move was to turn his head and look at him, and waved.
"come over."
brush.
All the people in white clothes turned their heads.
"Being watched, passive value, +783."
Xu Xiaoshou's face suddenly turned green.
He wanted to get away from the battlefield.
He didn't even want to stay in the middle of the battle for a moment.
But the masked man seemed to know what this guy was thinking, and said with a smile: "You will only die faster if you stay there."
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
He reacted immediately.
Yes, this is the battle of Dao Zhan and Taixu.
Such a small distance, to them, is just a stone's throw away.
Hide, how can you escape?
"come over."
"Invited, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth, not daring to think any more, and reached the sky in one step, directly behind the masked man.
"The war has started, remember to block me..."
"Look good."
The masked man didn't even look back and directly cut off his words.
"What are you looking at?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
"Learn."
"What to study... hmm?"
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly shone with light, "Could it be..."
He remembered that the first time he met the masked man, he said something similar.
After saying "Your way has been destroyed a long time ago", he directly took action, severely injuring Xiao Qixiu, Ye Xiaotian, and several elders of the Spirit Palace, and escaped easily.
Maybe, at this moment, he will show off his great power and destroy this space with just a few clicks.
Then, under Gou Wuyue's gaze, he led everyone and fled far away as if they were escaping from Tiansang Ling Palace?
Xu Xiaoshou looked expectant.
The storyteller next to him had the same expression, and the stars in his eyes almost seemed to fall out.
Cenjov took a few steps back.
Once the leader comes out, he is no longer the one who resists the pressure.
The masked man took action directly without explaining too much.
He was like an elder, as if he wanted to give some personal advice, so he took a step forward and took a step forward.
"wait……"
Before the storyteller finished speaking in frightened words, the masked man trembled, staggered and fell forward.
"Certainly!"
There was a crash, and the storyteller on the side hurriedly scratched on the ancient book, thus lengthening the length of the invisible space platform to prevent the masked man from stepping in the air and falling again.
?
The anticipation among the people in white clothes turned into shock, and they were all stunned.
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
He took a long breath, but was choked and coughed repeatedly.
This is special, are you kidding me?!
The masked man turned around and glared rather angrily, then the storyteller shrank his neck in disbelief, and clasped his hands behind his back as if he had completely forgotten the predicament just now.
"Gou Wuyue?"
The Saint Slaves, who were almost completely overwhelmed by the momentum of the white-clothed camp, saw their sword intent broken open by these indifferent words.
The masked man's shoulders were still hunched, but when he relaxed slightly, it felt as if the sky was about to be pierced.
It seemed that nothing in this world could restrain him.
"Momentum?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
This scene is very much like the last look when I encountered such a predicament in the fantasy world of "Swallowing Mountains and Rivers".
In this world, a person who truly possesses absolute self-confidence cannot be crushed by any momentum, even if he seems to only be in the acquired realm.
"Sword Intent!"
"This guy is also an ancient sword cultivator. He broke through Senior Wuyue's sword intent in one fell swoop!"
"Good guy, what kind of realm is this?"
"He is also a swordsman, so he can do it so easily..."
"Are you kidding! This is the Sword Immortal? There are only seven Sword Immortals in the world, and this guy has the name?"
"Then he..."
"Senior Wuyue didn't show his true intentions at all. His sword intention was just used to fight against that young man, so it is completely insignificant!"
"Oh, is that really the case?"
The voice transmission channel in white clothes immediately became noisy.
The rain was dripping, and beneath the quiet scene, there were turbulent waves.
Everyone can see that at this time, the masked man is really facing Gou Wuyue. In other words, it is hard steel!
"You recognize me."
There was no trace of surprise in Gou Wuyue's tone.
He could directly tell from the two words "Gou Wuyue" when the masked man first woke up and now that the man opposite him, with his head and face covered, really knew him.
Therefore, there was no doubt in the voice.
"Buzz!"
The sound of swords sounded.
Gou Wuyue lowered his head and held the famous sword Nulan's voice tightly.
Ever since the masked man woke up, Nulan's voice seemed to be aware of an enemy of the same level, and the vibration amplitude was terrifyingly strong.
How many years has this scene been seen?
Gou Wuyue frowned and said, "But you recognize me, but I don't seem to recognize you?"
"As for all the famous ancient sword cultivators in the world, there is no one I can't recognize, so I should also recognize you."
"Who are you?"
The masked man looked away from the famous sword Nulan's voice and curled his fingers. His hands were empty.
"The first seat of the Holy Slave."
After saying nonsense, the masked man continued: "But these are not important. What is important is that today's matter can be settled here."
He glanced at the white clothes around him and nodded slightly.
"The formation is very good, but give me some face and let's break up. Everyone goes back to his home."
ha?
The people in white clothes were stunned.
Where did this idiot come from??
Even if the young man was naive and cute before, why is this leader of the Saint Slave so conceited?
face……
With such a tone, you really don’t take everyone here seriously!
"Hahaha!"
Among the people in white clothes, someone finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
Do these two people really think that they came here in Baiyi like this just to make a joke?
A burly figure shot out from the crowd, flicked his sleeves and robe, and said angrily:
"Who cares about you? Let's wait until you're done!"
"There are seven teams in white here, plus a 'Nation-overcoming Sky Cover', and seven to eight hundred Holy God Guards are used for off-site support. Even Taixu can't break it."
"Are you holy slaves a gathering of clowns? Do you really think you can stand up to the sky with just a few words?"
"In my opinion, Senior Wuyue doesn't need to talk nonsense with them, he can just kill them!"
As soon as he raised his hand, the white man underneath could no longer stand.
"The enemy!"
"Senior Wuyue, don't tell them, it's been taking too long, maybe..."
"Bah, just do it and it'll be over!"
Obviously, what seemed to be a very indifferent fact to the masked man actually became a mocking statement in the ears of this group of people.
After spending so much manpower and material resources, they didn't come here just to listen to the show.
Gou Wuyue frowned, but didn't say anything.
The burly white man in Feikong seemed to have received an order. He straightened his chest and stared at the masked man with scorching eyes.
"The Overturning Sky Cover?"
The masked man murmured: "I heard a little bit...but, who are you?"
"My name is Cheng Yuan!"
"How big?"
"Thirty-two!" Cheng Yuanran was proud. He was thirty-two years old and could be in white clothes. He was indeed something to be proud of.
"What cultivation level?"
"Throne! But with the increase of the 'Country-Subjugating Sky Cover', its strength is comparable to..."
laugh!
There was no movement at all, but there was a sudden and slight chirp in the air, and Cheng Yuan's words stopped abruptly.
A streak of blood spilled directly into the air.
The next second, Cheng Yuan's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand to strangle her neck.
But the gurgling blood seeped out from between his fingers, directly staining his white robe red.
"I don't care who you are?"
"But with a mere throne cultivation level, he is only thirty-two years old. At best, he is just a young man."
"Then, when the adults are talking, you should not interrupt."
The masked man looked away indifferently and looked at Gou Wuyue: "He still has three minutes to live. If he is not rescued in time, he will die soon."
"I don't want to kill anyone."
"But if the people you bring are all of this kind, once a war breaks out, your losses will be greater than mine."
He seemed to be stating a fact, his voice was calm and calm.
Bai Yi was frightened at the same time.
Senior Wuyue took action and even drew his sword.
But no one could see what the masked man did.
People were immediately silenced?!
"three minutes……"
Baiyi hurriedly took Cheng Yuan's earrings from the sky, and the emergency personnel immediately rushed over and pulled the person behind.
The scene was extremely silent for a moment.
Gou Wuyue's eyes darkened slightly.
His eyes fell on the masked man's curled fingers half hidden under his sleeves, with a look of shock in his eyes.
"Ten-segment sword fingers?"
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head in surprise and saw the masked man's curled fingers.
This move was exactly the one he used to break the dean's arm in Tiansang Ling Palace.
At the same time, it is exactly the same as the two fingers that the sloppy uncle used to destroy the red dog!
"Call it whatever you want, but I still say that it's best to break up this game." The masked man said calmly.
Only then did Xu Xiaoshou realize what it means to be a truly ruthless person.
Surrounded by white clothes, he didn't even want to say a word and directly chose to hurt others.
How courageous is this?
Gou Wuyue looked at the masked man's fingers with some confusion.
At this moment, the famous sword he held tightly in his hand seemed to be trembling more and more violently.
"good!"
"What a 'ten-level sword finger'!"
Gou Wuyue laughed, with surprise in his eyes, and said: "If you dared to hurt my subordinates in the past, maybe I wouldn't talk nonsense with you, but today, you..."
He suddenly paused and pondered, and the confident word "face" of the masked man reappeared in his mind.
After a long pause, he asked: "Why should I let you go?"
Everyone was shocked by the sudden 180-degree turn in tone.
Even Xu Xiaoshou looked at the masked man in shock.
Listen to this tone...
Is it really possible to turn the current situation around with just a word of mouth and the fruits of face?
The masked man said calmly: "Because you are Gou Wuyue, you have to let me go. This is the favor you owe."
"Hahaha!"
Gou Wuyue laughed: "In my whole life, I have wielded my sword to the end of the world, have I ever owed any favors?"
"You owed it."
The masked man had no intention of talking nonsense.
He directly stretched out two fingers and pointed at the sky.
"pistol!"
A two-finger-wide black line penetrated directly through the void, and the spiritual formation rippled and was actually broken open.
"Are you kidding..."
Bai Yi was shocked.
"Spiritual Formation!"
"Cover the Kingdom, lower it! Hurry!"
"What the hell is this guy's origin? What kind of magical skill is this? How come the damage is so high?"
"Isn't he just a man who has learned his skills the day after tomorrow?"
"..."
"Let's go." The masked man waved his hand, and Cenchofu and the storyteller followed him on the spot without saying a word.
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.
That's it?
Can you leave?
Seeing these guys about to leave, he hurriedly kept up, but he was confused and had no idea what was going on.
Gou Wuyue was shocked by his confidence.
Does this person really think of himself as air?
No one else has reached this point, let alone an ordinary white-robed man. Even Gou Wuyue is furious at this moment.
"Leave it to me!"
"Buzz——"
Just when he was about to draw his sword, the voice of the famous sword Nulan actually conveyed a faint hint of resistance.
It was obvious that just now it seemed as if it had met the sword fairy of the same name. It was unwilling to stay in the scabbard and wanted to fight.
But at this moment, Gou Wuyue wanted to draw his sword.
This sword is resisting instead!
"Favor..."
Gou Wuyue lowered her eyes and looked at Nulan's voice, and suddenly a long-lost figure broke into her mind.