Make up the chapter in the morning and ask for forgiveness.
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According to legend, the cliff is a place where adventures have always happened since ancient times. Zuo Wuzhou never wanted adventures, he just wanted to survive and take revenge!
Dive through the jungle and run to the edge of the cliff. One step forward is a bottomless abyss. No one knows how high the cliff is and what is underneath, whether it is the home of poisonous snakes and beasts, or the open mouth of a spiritual beast.
Zuo Wuzhou had no raised eyebrows and no air, just like running on flat ground, completely unable to affect his strong heart. He jumped out without any hesitation! Life or death depended on this jump!
The moment he jumped down, Zuo Wuzhou saw a protruding stone platform about twenty meters below the suspended cliff! His heart sank rapidly, as if he had also sunk into the bottomless abyss: "I am so unlucky.
, having this stone platform means losing the bet!"
"No, I didn't lose!" Zuo Wuzhou fell in the air, like a miserable meteor. The courage from his bones and the quality of never giving up made him cheer up again, and a star burst in his eyes: "No,
This is not a dead end, it is an opportunity!"
"If I can master it, I might even be able to counterattack and kill this person!" The more Zuo Wuzhou was on the verge of crisis, the clearer his mind became.
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"Is this boy really a human being? Not a monster?"
Lin Zhengge ran on the edge of the cliff, his face ugly and hesitant. Zuo Wuzhou wanted to die, and he didn't want to die with him. But suddenly, he heard a muffled sound coming from the bottom of the cliff. He looked over and laughed wildly.
He kept saying: "Let me see where you are going to escape this time!"
It turned out that there was a small stone platform below, but this young man was almost deceived. Lin Zhengge's old face was as hot as a fever, and he actually hesitated in front of the cliff. He didn't even have the courage of a young man!
Angry from embarrassment, mixed with grief and anger, overflowing with murderous intent. Lin Zhengge's face was covered with frost, and he jumped down!
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Bang! Click! In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou tried his best to avoid falling onto the stone platform. But at the moment he hit the ground, a falling force and gravity still caused him to roll, and his legs cracked and fractured.
Oh! The stone platform was shaking violently and was on the verge of falling.
With a muffled groan, all the color drained from Zuo Wuzhou's handsome face, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood. He rolled sideways hard, knowing that this was the most critical moment of this battle, and his mood suddenly changed, as if he could clearly detect every moment.
An inch of change: "After running away for so long, it's time for me to fight back."
"The enemy is a ninth-grade peak, and I only have one chance to use my sword. If I use it, either you will die or I will die." Zuo Wuzhou held his hands and sat down cross-legged. A kind of almost maddening pain came from his broken legs.
The excruciating pain.
He endured the pain, which was far less than the pain of tempering his muscles and bones. His face was pale and glowing with green light, and his heart was as hard as steel. Not to mention the ninth grade, it was the Soul Martial Lord who had come. At this moment, he had brewed up passionate passion.
He also dared to draw his sword and fight against him.
A good man should be passionate, brave and wise, and be able to advance and retreat. But he should also have a state of mind that is not arrogant to the weak and not afraid of the strong.
No matter when and where you are, you should have the courage to draw your sword against the strong!
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A mere seventh-grade boy was actually forced to make Lin Zhengge so embarrassed. If word of this got out, he would be embarrassed.
Family hatred and personal hatred add up. Lin Zhengge vows to kill Zuo Wuzhou!
A man descended from the sky! The light of the sword filled the air for a moment, and the power of the sword enveloped the stone platform. The sharp golden soul power brought an infinite sharpness, as if it could penetrate everything.
The nature of metal is both strong and sharp. Lin Zhengge took the sharp route, but fell short when it came to strength. It was far from reflecting the profound meaning of metal. In terms of strength, it was not even as good as Zuo Wuzhou's training on the battlefield.
The chopping, slashing and stabbing movements came with great force.
But no matter which characteristic of any series, once it is brought to its extreme, it will naturally glow with formidable power!
Lin Zhengge's sword swept through the air and slashed down. It was unstoppable. Both the momentum of the pursuit and the pride of being a ninth-level man were at their peak. He even felt that this was the most peak sword he had ever performed.
But based on the breath, there is a hint of sharpness.
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"It's coming, it's coming!" Looking at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes burst out with a cold and indifferent brilliance, and he pressed the tip of his knife on the ground: "It's now!"
Soon, Lin Zhengge was really fast. The gap between the seventh and ninth grades was still huge after all. But Zuo Wuzhou was chased for half an hour, and he definitely found nothing. At least he had noticed some patterns of the enemy, such as
speed!
The broken man was like a heavy elephant, flipping a low somersault in the air. At this moment, all the explosive power in his masculine muscles burst out!
Twelve percent of the soul power of the three systems were all mixed from the central soul aperture, and clearly flowed through the meridians. After ten years of practice, the meridians that had become thicker and unobstructed burst out instantly!
The so-called balance between life and death, the thin line between life and death, is nothing more than this.
Zuo Wuzhou forgets external objects, others, and everything. His mind and will are as solid as a rock, and no matter how hard the sky falls or the earth falls, nothing can shake him.
Forgetting's sword is not light, but as heavy as a thousand pounds. The most basic sword, in a simple to terrifying way, strikes with the most ferocious momentum!
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Zuo Wuzhou calculated the speed of Lin Zhengge's fall and made a just-right somersault, bringing out a shower of blood. However, he avoided the most fatal injury and avoided the fatal knife.
The power of the sword was endless! Zuo Wuzhou gathered all his soul power to make an instant-explosion sword, and hit Lin Zhengge's back with a fierce gesture!
"What is this!" Lin Zhengge was shocked. He thought Zuo Wuzhou would attack him with a knife, and sneered, thinking that the opportunity to kill this young man had come!
But what is surprising is that Zuo Wuzhou's instantly explosive sword did not attack Lin Zhengge, but slashed on the back of the knife - because Zuo Wuzhou knew that he could only attack Lin Zhengge's nine-point attack with this one move.
Product, the best result is just to be injured but not killed.
so……
"!!!" When Lin Zhengge was at a loss as to what he meant, the steel knife in his palm was slashed by Zuo Wuzhou and pressed against the back of the knife. The long knife made a crisp sound and cut into the stone platform!
A person with most of the soul power of the ninth grade, plus Zuo Wuzhou, whose soul power is equivalent to the eighth grade, the two forces blend together to cut through the stone platform with a sword!
The stone platform rumbled and trembled. The stone platform was not wide or thick to begin with, but it was cut in with such a huge force. There was a loud bang on the spot, and half of the gravel at the front of the stone platform flew away, broke and fell into the cliff.
"How dare you!" Lin Zhengge's expression changed wildly, and he screamed in fear. He had just fallen on the front of the stone platform, and half of it fell into the abyss from where the knife cut him. He had no time to turn his soul power, and was about to fall with the stone platform.
Down into the abyss.
After falling into the abyss, is there still life? Lin Zhengge's furious roar echoed endlessly, and a force of soul suddenly came out, urging him to reach out and grab the cliff by chance when he fell!
Lin Zhengge's expression was pale and panicked, his whole body was as if he had been fished out of the water, he was hooked on the cliff with one hand, and he was about to go berserk. A dignified ninth-grade master was chasing a mere seventh-grade boy, but he was actually framed!
At this moment, Lin Zhengge hated Zuo Wuzhou to the core. The person he wanted to kill the most in his life was definitely Zuo Wuzhou.
He hooked his hand on the cliff, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his heart and lungs, as if something was tearing his heart apart. It was a long knife protruding from the cliff, cutting off his hand at the wrist.
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Lin Zhengge had no more strength to use and fell down the cliff involuntarily. When he was in agony and entangled with fear, he saw the indifferent and happy smile of a young man on the cliff!
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"Finally solved!"
Zuo Wuzhou watched with his own eyes as Lin Zhengge fell like a meteor with no possibility of coming back. Only then did the nerves in his throat that had been tense finally relax.
He was already injured, and after half an hour of pursuit, he had numerous new injuries. If it weren't for the strong and terrifying will supporting him, he would have fallen long ago.
At this moment, seeing that the threat was finally eliminated, the breath he was holding and the tense nerves all over his body relaxed, and he immediately passed out!
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The fight on the platform was only a very short period of time. Neither Zuo Wuzhou nor Lin Zhengge noticed that there was a cave entrance on the platform leaning against the mountain wall!
There was a pair of faint eyes in the cave, watching this battle with curiosity and appreciation which was not fierce, but definitely dangerous and tragic, with huge disparity in power.
This man's face was pale and his body was thin, as if he had not been exposed to the sun for many years and had never had enough food. He walked out of the cave and observed the unconscious Zuo Wuzhou with interest: "This young man is serious about his cultivation.
It turns out that he is as high as the seventh grade, so he must be extremely talented."
"Such a body, isn't it what I'm looking for!" There was a hint of slyness in the man's eyes: "It's just that you can't find it even after wearing iron shoes, so it takes no effort to get it."
"It's a pity that the physical trauma is too severe. It still needs the will of this young man to heal the injury."