Su Bei looked up to the sky and roared. After venting his anger, he looked at Wei Zong, "Although I am not your opponent, it is not that easy for you to break away from my illusion. The longer I delay you, the more likely you are to be outside."
The body is in more danger.”
Having said this, he chuckled and said, "Don't think I don't know. Those people outside are your enemies. Your body outside is like meat on the chopping board in front of them, and you have no ability to resist."
"Although I can't beat you, it's quite interesting to drag you to death together."
Su Bei sneered, his words full of malice.
"Pathetic!" Wei Zong shook his head and sighed, "You know nothing about my strength, so you will only die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the illusion that was originally covered with cracks, like broken porcelain, was shattered, and all the surrounding scenery was reduced to fragments, revealing the light of the outside world.
Su Bei's frightened expression gradually dissipated with the broken illusion.
At the end, he moved his lips and said something, but the sound was quickly lost in the broken space.
Soon, the illusion disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a scene that seemed not much different from before. It seemed that nothing had changed, but Wei Zong knew that this was the real world and no longer an illusion.
The shadow that had been vaguely hanging in his heart also disappeared. Wei Zong still hid something about the fake Su Bei. As early as when he appeared in the illusion, he felt something was wrong. Although Mei did not see the flaw, after many years
His previous experience told him that something was wrong, and his mind was constantly warning him.
Now, this early warning has finally disappeared.
This doesn't mean that no one is hostile to him, but...
Wei Zong lowered his head and looked at the three knives that had struck him, with a confused look on his face. Each knife had violent spiritual power on it. If placed outside, no one would doubt that this knife could break into pieces.
A mountain, but when it was chopped down on Wei Zong's body, it didn't even hurt his skin.
Wei Zong twisted his neck and looked at the three of them.
The three elders of the Liao family are Liao Tianchang, Liao Changkong and Liao Wenshan.
The three of them were so frightened that they were covered in white hair and sweat. They knew that Qin Zong was very strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong! The three of them joined forces to attack, but they didn't hurt Qin Zong at all.
But now, they have to bite the bullet. The head of the family has already gone to get Mo Yuan. When the head of the family gets Mo Yuan, it will be the day when Qin Zong will die. All they have to do is delay...
The time was postponed to ten breaths ago, when Wei Zong had just come out of the void chessboard.
Several people felt like they were mourning their heirs, and felt that everything was lost.
At this time, there was a strange fluctuation in the family head's palace. Liao Xuefeng was overjoyed. He knew that Mo Yuan's blood sacrifice had been successful. So he asked a few people to delay Wei Zong for a while while he went to get Mo Yuan.
They didn't have much hope at first, but they didn't expect that Qin Zong seemed to be naive and stupid after he came out, standing motionless. They were just wondering, when Liao Changkong suddenly thought of something and shouted: "Let's hurry up."
Yes, he is still trapped in the illusion!"
The three people immediately swarmed up, and the scene above happened.
…
Different from the scene in the fantasy, Wei Zong did not kill Liao Xuefeng with one blow, and the other three did not turn around and run away in fear. On the contrary, because they felt that as long as Liao Xuefeng retrieved Mo Yuan, they could reverse the defeat, they began to get entangled.
Wei Zong wanted to delay time.
This is great for Wei Zong, at least he saves him from having to chase and kill them one by one.
Liao Tianchang, as the strongest among the three, glanced at the other two. The other two quickly understood what he meant, and they were preparing to form a formation to deal with Wei Zong.
Liao Tianchang was about to form a formation, but at this moment, a shadow enveloped him, and Wei Zong came in front of him at some point. Liao Tianchang quickly pulled away and retreated, but Wei Zong's fist was faster than him.
The fist was still in mid-air, and the force of the punch suddenly burst out, hitting Liao Tianchang's head first.
Bang!
Just like a watermelon bursting, blood spilled out.
Wei Zong turned around with a fist, unsheathed his sword, and stabbed Liao Changkong, who was closer to him. Because he killed Liao Tianchang too quickly, the other two people had not yet reacted. When Wei Zong's long sword came to him, his body was full of raw blood.
Liao Changkong shivered as the cold feeling stimulated him, and he drew his sword to block the path of Wei Zong's sword light.
Wei Zong instantly killed Liao Tianchang and completely defeated his fighting spirit. Now he didn't think about how to delay the time at all. He just wanted to block Wei Zong's attack and escape.
Unlike Liao Tianchang, he is not a pure swordsman and has many miscellaneous things on his body. He also has a defensive spiritual weapon that is about to be activated. With this thing, he is sure to escape from Wei Zong's offensive.
Just block one blow!
It's a pity that his wishful thinking was shattered...
The swords met, and the long sword in Wei Zong's hand vibrated, with a unique rhythm, shattering Liao Changkong's sword. Then, the long sword exploded like lightning, tearing through Liao Changkong's neck, bringing out a
Puff of blood.
Liao Changkong, before his defensive weapon was fully activated, he was killed with a sword!
As for the last person, Wei Zong turned his attention to Liao Wenshan.
Liao Wenshan seemed to know that it would be difficult for him to escape, so he actually used some kind of secret method to stimulate his potential. His whole body was boiling with spiritual power, and the evil energy intertwined with blood and flames was rising above his head. Judging by his breath alone, Liao Wenshan's strength had increased by about 50%.
!
"If you want to kill me, it won't be easy for you!"
Liao Wenshan drew his sword and struck, and a streak of blood hit Wei Zong. Once it hit Wei Zong, no matter whether Wei Zong would die or not, the Liao family would definitely be finished. It was already a life-and-death situation, and Liao Wenshan didn't care much about the Liao family disciples.
of life and death.
"Your courage is commendable, but you overestimated your own strength."
Wei Zong praised, compared to Liao Changkong who only knew how to escape, Liao Wenshan was really good. It's a pity...
Wei Zong raised his fist flatly, higher than his head. Such a strange posture made Liao Wenshan feel inexplicably dangerous. The next moment, a blazing fist force rose from Wei Zong's body, rolling up like a mountain torrent and tsunami.
Wei Zong's punch collided with Liao Wenshan's sword with immense power. The moment of contact, the rolling force of the fist shattered the sword into pieces.
Then, Wei Zong rushed straight in the direction of Liao Wenshan. He was still in mid-air, and the suffocating pressure was already constantly impacting Liao Wenshan's mind.
"Why are you so strong!"
Liao Wenshan murmured. In his eyes, the arrogant figure was getting closer and closer to him. The blow just now completely shocked him.
Knowing that the difference in strength between you and the opponent is like the difference between heaven and earth, even if you use secret techniques, you will never be a match for the opponent.
He even doubted that even if the head of the family got Mo Yuan, whether he could defeat him or not was still a different matter.
"never mind……"
As if he had resigned himself to his fate, Liao Wenshan closed his eyes.
The next moment, Wei Zong penetrated him with his sword...