The disheveled Wang Bingwu unknowingly took a few steps back. Zhou Tian took a closer look and took a breath of cold air. Unexpectedly, this white figure turned out to be Zhou Chuji, the head of the Xuantian Sect.
"What are you..."
Zhou Tian was in a trance for a moment. Zhou Chuji had obviously returned to Dongchu and gave up the position of Xuantian Sect leader to himself. He also said that he was not the opponent of Patriarch Haotian, so why...
Just when he was confused, Zhou Chuji raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Before I leave, I want to help you. Although I don't know whether I can be sure of it, I don't want Xuantian Sect to lose another good leader.
"
After that, before Zhou Tian could react, he turned sideways and punched Wang Bingwu on the shoulder. This punch was so powerful that it caused dust to fly around him.
Wang Bingwu remained motionless, and soon a small amount of black blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.
Wang Bingwu's hair was fluttering in the wind, and he glared at Zhou Chuji fiercely, "I didn't expect that the leader of the Xuantian Sect in Xihuan is actually at the realm of the realm. It's really a master who doesn't show his face. I, Wang Bingwu, have met my opponent today!"
Wang Bingwu touched his shoulder with a trembling hand, and his panic could be seen in his eyes. This was the first time Zhou Tian saw Wang Bingwu so frightened.
But he still did not flinch, straightened his waist, let his hair blow wildly, and stood motionless. He said to Zhou Chuji and the others with a ferocious expression: "Now that we have reached this point, you also want to stop me from attacking the city?"
Zhou Chuji was dressed in white and stood out in the turbid environment. He slowly took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes: "Wang Bingwu, our Xuantian Sect has always been committed to breaking the tricks of your Haotian Pavilion, although we haven't yet
Completely successful, but with your current skills and physical strength, if you want to fight me, I'm afraid you will die on the spot today!"
"If you are interested, retreat as soon as possible and take a look at the disciples of Haotian Pavilion behind you. I am afraid you are the only one left in Haotian Pavilion now!"
"My Healing Game"
Zhou Chuji was calm and calm, and seemed not to be afraid of Wang Bingwu at all, but Zhou Tian kept muttering in his heart, clearly saying that he was no match for Wang Bingwu, but now he is so confident, I really don't know which of this person's words is true and which is false.
Fake.
Wang Bingwu also knew that the Xuantian Sect leader standing in front of him might not be his opponent. If it weren't for the fact that he had consumed too much cultivation and physical strength before, he might not be able to defeat Zhou Chuji.
After weighing the pros and cons, Wang Bingwu still wanted to give it a try. He raised his hand and flicked his fingers in the air, holding an extremely ugly long sword in his hand.
The sword body is curved and the hilt is straight. This was the first time Zhou Tian saw such a strange sword. But what surprised him was that the sword actually had a black aura in Wang Bingwu's hand, and it appeared from time to time.
There is also a black halo lingering in it.
I saw Zhou Chuji pushing Zhou Tian with his left hand and whispering: "Wang Bingwu's most powerful thing is his sword. If it is not a last resort, he will not show it in front of others. He uses the sword now to show that he has to put all his efforts into it. If I have it later,
If something unexpected happens, you must sue Xia Nuo for me. Xiyun Palace must not be destroyed and must be restored to its glory!"
After Zhou Tian heard this, he was confused. Before he could ask clearly, Zhou Chuji had already rushed out.
Wang Bingwu raised his sword and lowered it. Zhou Tian saw this, his heartbeat speeding up. He was suddenly stunned. Tens of thousands of sword shadows suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and each sword shadow was very real.
Just when he was shocked by this sight, he took a closer look, no! This was not the shadow of a sword, but a real sword blade. He never thought that there was such a sword in the world that made people and gods cry.
Law.
Zhou Chuji didn't show any signs of weakness. He was still the same as before, using a set of tiger-shaped dragon-like fists. Although Zhou Tian was familiar with the boxing technique, what happened next made him drop his jaw. He saw a huge white dragon.
Passing behind Zhou Tian, it was as big as the entire City of Demons. The dragon's body swept lightly and easily crushed Wang Bingwu's ten thousand sword blades.
The roar of the giant dragon made Zhou Tian and the city lords on the city wall unbearable. The roar seemed to be able to tear their heads into pieces. Wang Bingwu's pupils dilated infinitely. He couldn't believe it. The ordinary tiger-shaped Dragon Yi Fist
It was so powerful that after a burst of lightning and thunder, the turbid air was suffocating.
After everything cleared up, Zhou Tian ran to Zhou Chuji's side. Unexpectedly, the two of them did not hurt each other at all.
"Sect Master! You?"
Zhou Chuji hurriedly raised his arms, not wanting him to speak, but still looking straight at Wang Bingwu, who was not far in front of him.
"What? Do you still want to continue?"
Wang Bingwu took a deep breath, looked around, raised his hands to rearrange his hair, and then said with a cold smile: "It's their blessing to have people like you protecting the city, but my brother's
I will not stop hating you. I can leave today, but when I come back tomorrow, I will definitely kill them all in the city."
After that, he spat, turned around and walked away.
When Zhou Tian took a look, it seemed that Wang Bingwu was scared, and his physical strength was probably almost exhausted. If he stabbed him in the back at this time, he would definitely die under his own knife!
But just as he was about to step forward to add another blow, Zhou Chuji stopped him with his arm.
"Zhou Tian! Why are you so impulsive..."
puff!
Zhou Chuji spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood was still smoking on the ground. Zhou Tian slowly turned his head in horror and looked at Zhou Chuji, whose veins had collapsed: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Chuji simply wiped it with his sleeves, then held Zhou Tian's hand with both hands, and said seriously: "His ancestor Haotian is also in the upper realm. If I fight with him, I am not his opponent at all. Just now
His sword almost killed me! If you go up now, he can't even beat you."
"Promise me that after I leave, I will definitely find time to go to Xuantian Sect to take over the position of the sect leader. After you arrive at Xuantian Sect, there will be a book under my chair. It is a book on how to cultivate to the higher realm.
You have to collect well and improve your level as soon as possible, so that one day you can truly face Wang Bingwu head-on."
After saying that, Zhou Chuji looked at Zhou Tian's appearance with relief, and disappeared from Zhou Tian's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Tian was in a daze at this time. He stood blankly under the city wall, thinking about everything that had just happened. At this moment, the guards and the city lord on the city wall were full of joy. Wang Bingwu's retreat made them instantly relieved.
After Zhou Tian heard the cheering sounds on the city wall, he slowly turned his head and laughed, and the tears in his eyes could not help but roll outwards.
They won, but this victory did not belong to anyone among them. He looked at the blue whale in his hand and looked at the ground sadly. He didn't know how to face the disciples of Tianjian Sect next.
Even if the crisis in the City of Demons is temporarily over, what will Wang Bingwu plan next? These questions have been lingering in his mind and cannot be dissipated for a while.
"Zhou Tian! Well done!"
Familiar voices, familiar faces, Zhou Tian raised his head and looked at Su Xinghe's proud smile, and couldn't help but start laughing...
At the same time, the heart of Youyou, whom she had not seen for a long time, suddenly trembled. She touched it gently with her hand, and her heart sank: "Brother Zhou Tian..."