Even at this time, Mu Zhengqi still did not forget to show an upright and awe-inspiring gesture of justice.
The man half-kneeling on the ground retched, as if he felt very disgusted.
He raised his head and glanced at Balian, and said, "Boy, I lured these wolves, tigers and leopards to you, and I owe you my life."
Balian frowned slightly: "My life is my own, I don't need anyone else to owe it to me."
The man laughed loudly and put the extraordinary sword in his hand on the ground.
He clenched the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand and looked at the five people behind him with a stern look. He said coldly: "People die for money and birds die for food. Today... you will have to pay the price for your greed!"
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Mu Zhengqi sneered disdainfully, pointed the sword at him and said: "That's ridiculous! How can you kill me with just you?"
The sword in the man's hand was slowly unsheathed, and a bright blade illuminated his dark eyes. The moment the sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be a sharp cry of a kite, piercing people's eardrums.
The deer in Balian's arms was covered in snow-white fur, as if frightened by something extremely terrifying. The usually gentle deer was now grinning.
Boom!
Even though the cave was blocked by thick rocks, the sound of thunder exploding from the sky resounded clearly and thrillingly through the entire cave.
The sound of thunder was so close that it seemed like it was exploding above their heads.
The sword in the man's hand, which was kneeling on one knee, was already halfway out of its sheath. The awe-inspiring sword intent was not directed in the direction of Balian, but was directed towards the five people behind him.
Led by Mu Qizheng, the five of them felt that they were immersed in the cold cave for an instant, their whole bodies went numb, and the sword in their hands fell to the ground.
An emotion called fear arises uncontrollably in my heart.
"I have a sword..."
The man covered in blood had stern eyes, and his sharp black eyebrows seemed to be stained with a vast sword intent. The remaining half of the sword was slowly unsheathed following his cold words.
"Can draw thunder...shatter mountains!"
The palm holding the sword seemed to have suffered some extremely terrible backlash. The fascia between the wrists was torn and the flesh was bloody.
But he still insisted on drawing out his sword and turned his eyes in the direction of Balian seriously.
His mouth was bleeding, and he almost said with gritted teeth: "Stand away."
Without any hesitation, Balian quickly drew out his sword and hugged the deer tightly.
Regardless of the heavy injuries in his body, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his soles of his feet, and his body shot out quickly and flew towards the small silver tree.
He quickly opened the barrier with the sword in his hand, jumped into it, and watched quietly as the barrier closed quickly.
Balian heard the terrifying thunder that was getting closer and closer. The only exit here had been blocked by the five people. He had no choice but to hide in the barrier.
Since the magical treasure tree has existed for five hundred years, I think this barrier can compete with the thunder.
Boom!
One sword, triggering thunder!
Balian looked up in shock and saw the silver-white thunderbolt, as thick as a dragon, crashing down like a pillar of heaven collapsing.
The silver-white leaves quickly withered and fell, turning into powder and scattering under the power of the thunder.
The whole tree was shaking violently and wildly, swaying endlessly.
Balian watched the barrier spread rapidly as the light cracks seemed to be unbearable, and his eyes were deeply moved.
What is the origin of this man? His sword is so powerful.
Even a five-hundred-year-old barrier cannot withstand the power of the Thunder Sword?
The entire cave was replaced by extremely dazzling daylight, and the figures of the five people and the figure half kneeling on the ground holding a sword were all swallowed up by the light.
The barrier was blasted away, the entire cave collapsed, and boulders rolled down.
Balian hugged the frightened deer tightly and pressed it under him, blocking the falling boulder with his back.
Severe pain and darkness eroded his consciousness.
The moment before he fell into coma, Balian was secretly wondering: Am I not already a dead person? But why do I still feel pain?
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The heavy rain that had fallen all night finally stopped, and Balian woke up with a burning pain.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the sun was rising slantingly in the sky, and the bright sunlight fell on his cheeks like the most blazing poison in the world, burning his body almost completely and causing pain in his heart.
My eyes were almost burned by that tiny ray of sunlight!
Not knowing where he got the strength, he struggled to push away the boulder pressing on him.
The bruised skin behind him felt hot and painful under the direct sunlight, as if someone had poured a pot of boiling oil on it.
He quickly took out the glazed umbrella from the green jade, opened it eagerly and in one go, and finally blocked the vicious sunlight.
The pain stops.
But at this moment, half of Balian's handsome face had been burned, and one of his eyes could not even see clearly, being burned by the sunlight.
The deer was always awake, but was unable to move due to being pressed down by Balian and boulders.
Seeing Balian's horrific and bloody appearance, it not only did not escape fear.
Instead, he whimpered and cried with great worry, his big round eyes full of tears.
Bailian fell to the ground, holding an umbrella with one hand and panting like fear.
After adjusting his breathing for a moment, he raised his hand with a bitter smile and touched half of his bloody cheek.
Although I can run and jump now, I feel alive again.
But now the sun was shining up, and the heart-wrenching pain clearly told him.
he died.
Now, he is a monster undead that does not exist in the world.
From now on I can only live under the darkness.
"Forget it, everyone has his own way of living. Even if he dies, he can still live toward death."
Balian comforted himself and felt much better.
He turned over, looked at the rolling rocks, lowered his head and said to the deer:
"Mu Zhengqi and others from the Holy Beast Palace wanted to kill me last night. Although they were lured here by that person, he still kindly reminded us at the last moment. Although it is unlikely that he will survive, he will be killed by throwing stones.
After all, it’s not good to build a grave, don’t you think?”
The little deer nodded its head gently, then turned around and used its hooves to dig through the gravel, looking for the body for Balian.
Bailian also started to rummage, pushing away countless rubble and boulders.
He saw the bloody corpses of the five Holy Beast Palace disciples, glanced at them calmly, then calmly looked away, found the correct location and continued digging.
Finally, the dusty hand dug out an unsheathed long sword, which was exactly the sword used by the man last night.
Balian silently sheathed the sword, pushed away a large stone in front of him, and saw the man.
What is surprising is that this man's physical body is surprisingly powerful.
Under the protection of the barrier of the Treasureless Tree and crushed by the boulder, he was not as bloody as those five people.
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