An eight-armed orangutan was frantically chasing a master of the Xu family from Sky City. He was immediately eager to kill and his blood was so intense that he didn't hear Tie Wudi's warning at all. He just waved his eight arms and rushed forward with a roar.
"puff!"
However, just as one of its toes crossed the line drawn by Tie Wudi, a wisp of sword energy shot through the air, too fast to be caught with the naked eye, and flashed past it.
Afterwards, everyone watched helplessly as the head of this violent orangutan with soul-level cultivation was separated first, and then its eight arms were detached from the shoulders one by one and fell to the ground. Finally, even the huge body was split in half.
Falling to the left and right.
During the whole process, no one even saw clearly how Tie Wudi drew his sword.
But such a simple sword light could easily tear a soul-level creature into pieces. His understanding and control of the sword should make people feel trembling and terrified.
"I come!"
Seeing that he was so domineering, Zhuma had an idea, and the silver-gray breath spurted out. Wherever it passed, the corpses that had not been used all around stood up unsteadily, with fierce eyes and roars,
He rushed toward the master of the "Sword Pavilion".
The cultivation level of these zombies is somewhere between spiritual masters and saints. Although they are not strong in strength, they are superior in numbers and can be continuously resurrected by Zhuma. Therefore, they are not afraid of death and move forward bravely.
However, the moment the zombies crossed the line, another dazzling sword light pierced the sky.
Then, hundreds of corpses split apart and turned into countless fragments, falling from the air and scattering all over the ground.
"Huh? How is that possible?"
Zhuma struggled to activate her soul power, trying to resurrect these zombie species and launch another fierce attack, but suddenly found that she could not do it at all.
These stumps and broken arms were shaking violently on the ground, but they could not get close to each other no matter what, as if they were suppressed by some mysterious force.
"Little guy, with your current strength, you can rank high in the entire original land."
Tie Wudi ignored her and turned to stare at Zhong Wen, saying word by word, "But if you want to defeat me, there is still a long way to go."
Zhong Wen quietly stood in mid-air, watching Helian Baohuan and Mo Buyi drift away from each other. His eyes were burning with rage, and his heart seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects and ants at the same time. He felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation.
In the chest, there is nowhere to release it, and it accumulates deeper and deeper.
But he did not impulsively cross the line, but remained silent and motionless, falling into an unusual silence.
"Besides, you should know that if I take the initiative to attack, Tianpeng, Zhu Gu and Heihua Fertilizer may have to help in order to save your life."
Tie Wudi paused for a moment, then continued, "Now that we are determined to retreat, it is undoubtedly a fool's errand to ask them to risk their lives to intercept me."
When he said this, he did not lower his voice, but Zhi Gu and Hei Hua Fei didn't feel much offended. Instead, they nodded slightly, taking it seriously.
Just let them go like this?
Let them take Sister Mo away?
Are you still a man?
Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, clenched his fingers into fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, his sword couldn't help trembling, his chest almost exploded, the fierce look in his eyes became more and more intense, and his eyes seemed to turn into thousands at any moment.
The sharp arrow stabbed the swordsman in front of him into a hornet's nest.
However, under the terrifying momentum of the old man in front of him, he was suppressed to death. The fear from the depths of his soul made him unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as the masters from various fields evacuated safely, but he was helpless.
The lines Tie Wudi drew casually were like an invisible but unbreakable south wall, and the four big words "This road is blocked" were arrogantly thrown on the faces of everyone in the Psychic Sea.
"Are you just giving up?"
A soft and melodious female voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "Sister Mo is now your woman."
It’s actually Nangong Ling’s voice!
Nangong Ling did not show up during the entire battle, but took a leave of absence from Zhong Wen before the war started.
"I have other things to deal with and I don't have time to attend."
These were her exact words, "Be careful yourself and don't be careless and underestimate the enemy."
Nangong Ling's way of asking for leave could be said to be arbitrary, but Zhong Wen didn't take it seriously at all. He didn't even ask in depth and just nodded in agreement.
After experiencing the ups and downs along the way, his trust in Nangong Ling has long been engraved in his bones, whether it is character or ability.
He knew that Sister Nangong would never harm him intentionally. If she said something was wrong, then it really meant something was wrong.
In the previous battle, Nangong Lingye did not participate, but at this moment when it was almost considered victory, she suddenly appeared in Zhong Wen's sea of consciousness with the ability of Hazy Moon.
"Sister Nangong, what should I do?"
Zhong Wen slowly closed his eyes, and Nangong Ling's beautiful face and graceful figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, "Of course I want to save Sister Mo, but this old man is too strong, so he rushed forward and risked his death.
What's wrong? I can't die until I find the palace master sister and Dabao."
"In the past, we faced powerful enemies like Ye Jiangnan and Lin Bei."
Nangong Ling smiled faintly, "Why don't I see you so cowardly?"
"Those two guys are indeed monsters, but I can still see a glimmer of hope."
Zhong Wen smiled bitterly and said, "But this old man is not at the same level as all of us. I'm thinking about it all, and I don't see any hope of winning, so I asked my sister to teach me."
"It's about your woman and your life. Naturally, you have to make the decision yourself."
Nangong Ling slowly shook his head and replied softly, "I only know that if you save her, you may die, but if you don't save her, you will probably lose something more important."
"What?" Zhong Wen was stunned.
"Let Master, Uncle Leng, Elder Shangguan and Tingting be willing to give you something."
Nangong Ling seemed to have answered, but did not seem to answer, "It is also the most precious quality in you. You should think carefully about how to choose..."
Before she finished speaking, her pink figure gradually dimmed, as if she was about to disappear at any moment.
"Sister Nangong."
Zhong Wen felt anxious and quickly said with a smile, "With our friendship, can you really bear to see my little brother suffer like this?"
"Go, go, go, what relationship do I have with you?"
Nangong Ling smiled, and then said with a pretty face, "Besides, you are a grown man, and you will always have to make your own decisions in the future. Can I still stay by your side forever?"
She seemed to just scold him casually, but Zhong Wen's heart tightened inexplicably. For some reason, he felt a trace of sadness and helplessness in the other person's words.
"There's nothing wrong with it, just for the rest of your life..."
He blurted out instinctively, but before he could finish speaking, Nangong Ling's figure had disappeared from his eyes.
This goddess of wisdom comes and goes without a trace, making her elusive.
What is my most valuable quality?
Handsome?
Maung Sai Phan An?
The dream of 900 million girls?
The nightmare of men all over the world?
…
He kept thinking about Nangong Ling's words before, and many of his excellent qualities instantly came to his mind. After comparing them back and forth for a long time, he found that these "advantages" were basically the same thing. He couldn't help but shake his head and cursed secretly.
Bored yourself.
All this seems to be a long time, but in fact it only happened in a short moment. Although Mo Bu's figure has gone far away, it has not completely disappeared.
Staring at these little black dots that were getting further and further away, Zhong Wen suddenly felt something in his heart, as if he had some realization.
Yes!
I am neither a good person nor a sage.
I will haggle with others for profit, and I will cold-bloodedly destroy the lives of thousands of people.
But since I came to this world, I, Zhong Wen, have never abandoned my relatives and friends.
This is my principle and my bottom line.
Sister Mo and I already have a physical relationship. If I don't care about her life or death, then am I still me?
If I am not me, then even if I find the palace master sister and Dabao, what is the point?
No one can hurt my woman!
Otherwise, he will be killed without mercy!
Zhong Wen's closed eyes suddenly widened, and the six-yuan magic in his body was running wildly. The whole body was shining with light, and an indescribable terrifying aura spewed out, covering the world in an instant.
He slowly raised his sword and pointed it directly in the direction of Tie Wudi, his eyes shining with unprecedented fighting spirit.
"Is this your choice?"
Tie Wudi smiled slightly, not only did he not feel angry, but there was a hint of approval on his face, "Very good, come on!"
Two extremely sharp and domineering sword energies were released from the two of them at the same time, swimming back and forth in the sky, colliding fiercely. They seemed colorless and silent, but the dangers involved were far beyond anything in the world.
Practitioners can imagine.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"
Just when Zhong Wen was about to draw his sword, an arrogant and weird voice suddenly appeared in his mind, "Master Ou Yanzu is finally back!"
Please remember the first domain name of this book:. Mobile version reading URL: