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Chapter 1218 Collision

Wen Shaoyi laughed at himself. With the Shura Sect's undying relationship with the Tianfen Clan, how could the Qing Sect Leader let him go?

Even if we let him go, even if our positions were reversed, he wouldn't be able to let Sect Master Qing go.

Wen Shaoyi glanced at the bare rock wall and the boiling sea of ​​blood. He thought about dying in the hands of the Shura Sect Master, thought about dying in the hands of the world's best building master, thought about dying in the hands of Ye Jinghan, but he never thought about it.

Will die here.

"What is the blood feud between the Shura Sect and the Tianfen Clan?" Gu Chunuan asked.

"A very deep blood feud. The goal of every Shura disciple in life is to find the Dragon Ball and eradicate the Tianfen Clan. Ah Nuan, if you still think of me as a friend, then leave this matter alone."

Sect Master Qing did not say it clearly, but his position was very firm and there was no room for returning to the clan.

His inner strength was concentrated in his palm, and he raised his palm to shatter Wen Shaoyi's Tianling Cap.

Wen Shaoyi didn't just say that the love flower poison was a life worse than death, he just said that he had almost lost his internal strength and was seriously injured, leaving him no room to fight back.

At this moment, he is like a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Gu Chunuan opened his hands and stood in front of him. He said word by word, "If you want to kill him, you must kill me first. I owe him a life. As long as I still have breath, I can't let anyone kill him."

"A Nuan."

Sect Leader Qing felt pain in his eyes.

Has she lost her memory and can't even tell right from wrong?

Isn't the reason why they are in such misery all caused by the Tianfen Clan?

In the past, she had tried her best to get rid of all the Tianfen clan members, especially the Tianfen clan leader and the Tianfen clan's young clan leader. Now the Tianfen clan's young clan leader was here, but she was trying her best to protect him.

If he hadn't known that she had lost all her memory, Sect Leader Qing would have mistakenly thought that she was not her.

"He is seriously injured now, and his strength has plummeted. You can't win by killing him. Can you wait..."

"Shall we wait until he recovers from his injuries before killing him?" Sect Master Qing's voice was a bit colder.

After he recovers from his injuries, it will not be so easy to kill him. The young master of the Tianfen Clan is a genius-like being in the whole world.

His current strength has plummeted to the beginning of the fourth level, but there is no guarantee that he will not recover quickly after being released.

"I can promise you anything, except this. Just go away."

"Um……"

Wen Shaoyi groaned in pain, and the heat waves in his body came one after another. Even if he bit his lips and tongue, his consciousness was gradually lost.

In addition, he was seriously injured and his whole body was weak. The pain in his five internal organs and seven meridians was unbearable, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

If he hadn't been biting his arm and forcing himself to stay awake, he would have been completely lost.

Gu Chunuan said stubbornly, "I said that as long as I am still breathing, no one will hurt him. If you want to take his life, just kill me first."

"Do you think I dare not kill you?" Sect Leader Qing was so angry with her.

Every member of their clan was cursed with blood, and every man gradually rotted away from the inside out, dying of pain.

On the first and fifteenth day of each month for a woman, the poison of the blood curse breaks out, and life is worse than death.

And all of these are the masterpieces of the Tianfen Clan.

How could she help Wen Shaoyi?

"Then you kill him." Gu Chunuan raised his head and closed his eyes, waiting for Qing Sect Master's palm force.

Sect Leader Qing was so angry that he raised his palm and slapped Gu Chunuan.

Wen Shaoyi's mind became a little clearer.

He was anxious and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have any strength in his body. He could only watch helplessly as the fatal palm fell.

nervous.

asphyxia

worry.

Wen Shaoyi's breathing quickened.


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