The sword energy is everywhere in the woods, and murderous aura is everywhere. One is to support it hard, and the other is to fight the trapped beasts.

If he wanted to leave, Wu Zheng could not stop him. Han Yue had no way out, so he could only kill Wu Zheng or delay it for a long enough time.

Wu Zheng never thought of a way out. There was only one word in his mind, that was "tolerate".

Either they will endure until the last drop of blood is shed, or they will endure until the last trace of their vitality is exhausted.

He knew very well that this was the only chance. If you missed this time, you might be missing out for a lifetime and missed everything.

The cloth strips on Han Yue's waist were dyed from light gray to bright red, and then from bright red to deep red. Since he entered the Qi Transformation Realm, he never thought that anyone would force him into such a desperate situation.

If you let go of the battle in the early stage of escape, you might have a chance to kill Wu Zheng, but now, as time goes by, as blood continues to flow out, this opportunity becomes increasingly slim.

Time seems long, but in fact, this death battle lasted only a few minutes.

The sixty-four sword energy had long been shaken away, and only twenty-four tree sticks that trapped Wu Zheng were left.

Wu Zheng gasped heavily, and with every breath, his chest felt like he was tearing. The energy of every muscle cell was lost, and the subsequent rapid decline in strength and speed.

Under the pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm, he had no chance to recover his physical energy, even if there was no chance.

Han Yue keenly noticed Wu Zheng's changes, and his eyes, which were gradually dim, suddenly burst out with light. He knew that success or failure would be defeated again.

The wind sounded again, and his pale face as pale as snow had become so rosy.

The already dissipated sword energy condensed again, and the leaves flying in the air condensed a huge sword again, hanging above Wu Zheng's head.

Wu Zheng roared repeatedly. He knew that Han Yue was a rebirth, whether he was a life or death, whether he was to wash away the shame of his life or die with humiliation, and it would be revealed soon.

Han Yue quickly wrote the prints in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and blood slowly flowed out along the corner of his mouth without caring about it.

The Qi flows through the body for thousands of miles, and the dragons and tigers leaps between the acupoints in the body, and turns around the big and small circles in an instant. Every time you pass by acupoint, the speed will be accelerated by one minute. At the same time, the dagger that penetrates deep into the waist is also pressed against the cloth.

Move the bar one minute outward.

Wu Zheng clenched his fist with one hand and held up the giant sword formed by the leaves. He waved his other arm to block the stick that hit the vital part, and struggled to support it.

The only remaining eye was so big that it was wide open, his eyes were covered with blood, every inch of his body was red, his chest was fluttering rapidly, his strong heart was beating rapidly, and the sound of a thumping heartbeat came from his chest.

"Puff"! Wu Zheng spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground with one foot, and his single fist turned into two fists, pressing against the giant sword above his head. He let the tree sticks that were shuttled back and forth hit him.

The raging fire ignited by muscle cells throughout the body is gradually extinguishing, and the final power is also dissipating.

A coldness spread out from the outside, and the light around it became dimmer and dimmer.

He knew that this was an hallucination, a sign of energy exhaustion in his body.

Power, he has never been so strong in his desire for power, just like walking in the desert for several days, and his thirst for water was unbearable. Every cell was thirsty and was emitting silent desire.

‘No, I can’t die. I have endured for more than twenty years and finally got to this day. I am only one step away from it. I must not fall in the last moment before dawn’.

‘I’m not willing, I’m not willing’!

"I won't lose"! "I, Wu Zheng, will never admit defeat."

"Ah"!!! Wu Zheng roared to the sky, and every cell and nerve in his body made unwilling howls.

With the soles of his feet as the center, the surrounding stone floor was cracked in an instant, making up for it like a spider web, slowly spreading around.

The cells on the verge of shock all over the body felt a powerful call and frantically squeezed out their final potential.

If you can't withstand the pressure, you will crush people to pieces. If you withstand it, you will be the driving force for the creation of the world.

Power, feel the power again.

The potential of cells is squeezed out step by step, and the power is like a trickle of stream water flowing into dried cells, and each cell is absorbing it greedily.

Han Yue gritted his teeth, and his dry lips ruptured and overflowed with blood. He held his breath and sealed every acupoint in his body, allowing all internal energy to be concentrated at one point without leaking out.

All the sticks fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, but the giant sword condensed by leaves became even colder and fiercer.

The giant sword pressed down again, and Wu Zheng knelt on the ground again on one knee.

"rise"!

"rise"!

"Cook for me"!!!!!!

Wu Zheng's bones were clattering, and his feet treaded on the rocks on the ground, sinking deep into it.

His knees left the ground again, and the raging fire burned in his eyes again, and the blue veins all over his body burst out, like dragons and snakes wandering, as if they could break out of their body and travel around the world at any time.

One inch, two inch, three inch, Wu Zheng's knees gradually raised his knees, and his bent arms gradually rose, like an ancient giant beast, pushing against the sky, and insisting on overturning the sky.

One inch, two inch, three inch, Han Yue's dagger was driven by powerful energy and moved out of the body, as if it could break out of the body at any time. The hilt of the knife was already covered with a rag strip and blood was along the edge of the

It dripped out of the handle of the knife.

Han Yue showed an abnormal smile on his pale face, just like seeing a friend he hadn't seen for many years. It was a smile of relaxation, expectation, and even a little relieved smile.

"Give it, I, break it"!!!!!!

Wu Zheng roared violently, and the giant sword formed by the leaves above his head shattered, shaking and floating in the sky.

A "whoosh" sounded through the air, and the dagger broke through the body, flew out ten meters, pierced into a towering tree, the handle of the knife was sank into the trunk, and the blade was exposed outside.

A drop of blood hung on the blade that shone with cold light, and fell on the dead leaves on the ground with a click.

Han Yue stood proudly, bleeding from his seven orifices, and still had a smile on his face.

Wu Zheng was covered with crisscrossing wounds, and the red muscles could be seen from the wounds.

After pausing for a few seconds, he slowly walked to Han Yue and laughed to the sky.

Smile wildly, excitedly, arrogantly domineering.

The laughter stopped, and took one step forward and rushed straight to the foot of the mountain.

"Wu Minsheng, come with your life"!!!

Wu Minsheng rolled and crawled to the middle of the mountain. He paused when he heard Wu Zheng's whistle, and a trace of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. Even he himself didn't know why he was crying. Is it for Han Yue's death? Or for his about to be

Death? Or for the future of the Wu family?

He could run to the main road in a few hundred meters. There could be a faint sound of engines in the distance, but he did not run and stood there in a daze.

"Oh my God, are you really going to destroy the Wu family?"?!

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On the back mountain of Wugongguan, another battle was not so good-looking, but it was even more earth-shaking and wild.

Neither of them had fancy moves, they had just brutal collisions again and again, just like two wild beasts striking each other wildly without leaving any effort.

On the top of the mountain, two human-shaped giant beasts were about to part with one touch, and at the same time picked up the huge rock and rushed towards each other again. The huge rock hit the other person's body at the same time, and the stone was smashed to pieces at the same time.

A mountain that was not big or small was razed to the ground, and the loud thunderclap was heard endlessly.

After thirty consecutive collisions, Huang Jiujin was knocked back more than a foot each time.

His brow bones were torn and the corners of his mouth were cracked, but his eyes were as calm and cold as ever.

"Bang"! Two fists with big bowls exploded in the air again without any fancy.

Huang Jiujin retreated again for more than a meter, and the tiger's mouth shattered and blood oozed out.

"You run away now and have a chance to survive." Wu De did not launch another attack, his eyes full of contempt.

"The bluff is useless to me." Huang Jiujin did not launch another attack immediately. Dozens of continuous storms caused his physical strength to drop rapidly. He was not worried that Wu De was also recovering his strength. Even if this old monster was no longer

He is not as strong as his youngest person.

"Bluff, do you think I need it?" Wu De sneered coldly.

"It's really not necessary. You can kill me in one go, but you don't. This means that you're almost unable to withstand your injuries, I really can't think of any other reason. After all, it's impossible for a person without virtue to have one.

Pity for heart”.

"Hehe, is that right?" Wu De smiled coldly, calm and calm.

"Of course, you hit more than thirty consecutive times, but you didn't take a step back." "Just now, you took a step back."

"So what if you take one step back? You have more than ten steps back."

"I said, I don't even know how much potential I have. If your strength weakens, my strength is rising. I will kill you for a hundred moves."

Huang Jiujin's murderous intent shook as he rose, and his momentum gathered at a point and fell from the sky. The air trembled and the grass and trees bowed their heads.

Wu De frowned slightly, and his expression became solemn for the first time, because his aura was far more than half a step to the Vajra.

"You actually hide your strength."

"I never hide my strength, nor do I know my own strength."

"I will never let you grow up"! Wu De's momentum is rising steadily, but he completely let go of his momentum regardless of his injuries. The sand and stones fly on the top of the mountain, and the wind and clouds change. His whole person has changed his temperament, just like a Buddha descending, and he is invincible.

"I will never let you live today, either."

"Bang"! A thunder exploded on the top of the mountain, and two tower-like bodies collided again.

In the Wu Mansion compound, five people looked at it from afar, stunned and their hearts were beating. They had never thought that people could burst out such power.

This shock that goes straight into the soul from vision is like seeing the gods descending to earth, which makes them feel the urge to kneel down.

"Brother Zhang, ancestor, can you win?"!

The person in the lead was already sweating profusely. Huang Jiujin's previous collision obviously did not kill him, otherwise it would not be as simple as killing him half his life.
Chapter completed!