Chapter 252 The sneak attack of Zhang Xuan and the clone
After leaving this ruins, the clone no longer has so much nonsense and narcissism.
The strangeness of the hollow city is beyond imagination.
No wonder few people come in. The atmosphere of decline alone is not something ordinary people can bear.
With the Eye of Understanding and the Library, you can see many dangers in advance and reduce a lot of troubles. Even so, after advancing less than ten miles, you still encountered three attacks and almost fell into a trap twice.
After successfully getting rid of it, he advanced a short distance and once again felt the strong fluctuations of power coming from not far away.
They looked at each other and quickly flew forward with their clones.
A wide square appears in front of you. On the left is a woman in costume with a bronze mask on her face. Not far away, an altar floats quietly, with blue flames burning on it, as if the sacrifice has begun.
The woman's hair was flying, and with the celestial power surging throughout her body, the surrounding space was distorted.
On the right is the familiar middle-aged man from the temple, with a hesitant sword energy and indifference in his eyes.
"Sink?"
His eyes fell on the ground not far away. A figure was leaning on the ground, his chest was full of blood, and he was seriously injured. He was the Fushenzi who had chased him before.
I thought they hadn't encountered each other, but I didn't expect that they were seriously injured.
"Could this masked woman be Palace Master Du Qingyuan?"
Look at the woman carefully.
I don't know if the bronze mask is a sacrificial ritual or something. I can't see the appearance. I can only feel that the immortal power in the other person's body is vast, giving people a feeling of power. It is obvious that he has reached the realm of pseudo-gods.
Among the six major sect girls, only Du Qingyuan has reached this level, and it seems that she should be the one.
"If you dare to block the temple, do you, the master of the temple, also want to go against us?"
Looking at Fushenzi, who was seriously injured on one side, the middle-aged man hummed.
Zhang Xuan was slightly confused.
Although I didn't see the battle just now, shouldn't the middle-aged man be my opponent? Why are you injured now when you join forces with Du Qingyuan?
Could it be that... the middle-aged man had deliberately admitted defeat so that this free-spirited man could lead the way?
In this case, it is indeed possible.
The people in the temple have always been very hot-tempered and would do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. It's not surprising that they would do something like this.
"If you could do anything to our Palace Master, you would probably take action already!"
Fu Shenzi sneered and struggled to look at the bronze masked woman not far away: "Be careful, Palace Master Du, he has a false god-level weapon in his hand!"
Palace Master Du did not answer, but turned to look at the middle-aged man in front of him with cold murderous intent.
call!
With a turn of the jade hand, the powerful palm force shot down through the air, and a huge palm that covered the sky and sun appeared in the sky and crushed it.
"Big Qingcang Palm, not bad!"
With a loud laugh, the middle-aged man's body slid forward like a dragon. At the same time, his long sword cut through the air, and the sword was like a cold light.
Ding ding ding ding!
The long sword blocked the attack of the palm, and the middle-aged man's fingers were like playing a piano, and he suddenly grabbed the altar not far away.
"court death!"
The woman in the bronze mask had a cold voice, and without changing her moves, she slapped down one palm after another. The surrounding space was torn apart and distorted by the powerful force, and the entire square was about to explode.
The figure is like lightning, and the middle-aged man shuttles between the palms with ease.
"Palace Master Du, why has your strength dropped so much? Is it because of the sacrifice? However, no matter what the reason is, you are definitely not my opponent in your current situation. Hand over the altar obediently, and I can give you a killer without killing you.
A chance to survive, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!"
After blocking several attacks, the middle-aged man frowned.
Palace Master Du is ranked high among the six sect masters, and his cultivation is unparalleled. Under normal circumstances, it is not that easy for him to defeat him. Why does [m]'s move look so fierce at this time, but in fact
Do you feel like you are strong on the outside but weak on the inside?
Is it possible that all the power was consumed due to the sacrifice?
However, this is the best. As long as you successfully obtain the altar, the rewards from the Lord of the Temple will definitely improve your cultivation level by a large margin!
Without answering, the bronze woman continued to attack crazily.
The flames on the altar burn even more brilliantly, as if they are communicating with heaven at any time and delivering messages to the gods.
"Since you don't know what's good, then don't blame me for being rude..."
Seeing that the opponent was becoming more and more courageous as he fought and showed no intention of surrender, the middle-aged man raised his palm fiercely.
call!
A weapon that looked like a halberd appeared in front of him, turned slightly, and stabbed straight at Palace Master Du in front of him.
Woohoo!
As soon as the halberd appeared, a huge crack appeared in the air. After being infused with the power of the false god, the tip of the halberd surged with cold air, as if it were a sharp weapon that would destroy the world. As long as it touched, it would easily turn into flying ash.
"Pseudo-god realm weapon?"
Zhang Xuan's pupils contracted.
This halberd seems to have reached the realm of false gods, otherwise it would not have such power.
The iron chain in his hand is of the same level, but the offensiveness and power are significantly different. It seems that they are both pseudo-god realm weapons, but there is a big difference.
The woman in the bronze mask felt this power and lost her previous composure. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly looked up at the altar not far away.
"We will die together!"
With a roar, he grabbed it in the air.
Hooray!
The altar stood in front of me, blue flames, burning fiercely.
It seems that if the halberd wants to kill the Du Palace Master, it will smash the altar first.
What the Lord of the temple wanted was the altar. Once it was destroyed, it would be of no use. Naturally, this was not allowed to happen. The middle-aged man raised his palm, stopped the halberd in the air, and narrowed his eyes: "You are looking for death!"
"If I die, I will destroy the altar in advance. Even if I am sorry for my ancestors, it is still better than falling into the hands of your temple. If you want to do it, just do it!"
The woman in the bronze mask clenches her teeth.
The opponent's strength is stronger than hers, and coupled with the possession of pseudo-god realm offensive weapons, it is impossible to withstand it. In this case... the worst is to perish together.
Since the other party wants the altar, it should be much safer if they surrender to the enemy.
After giving it a try, it turned out to be true.
"snort!"
Clenching his fists, the middle-aged man's face turned pale. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows: "Then... I'll kill him first!"
Boom!
The halberd came straight towards Fushenzi lying on the ground.
With his face ashen, Fu Shenzi wanted to resist, but found that his injuries were too severe and he could not leave the ground. With determination in his eyes, he turned around and shouted.
"Palace Master Du, please leave quickly. With the altar in hand, he doesn't dare to push too hard, so don't worry about me..."
The woman in the bronze mask wrinkled her eyebrows, swayed her body, and stood in front of Fushenzi with the altar: "If you don't want to destroy the altar, continue the attack..."
call!
The halberd stopped in the air.
"you……"
The middle-aged man's popularity was about to explode. The power on the halberd kept raging, the air waves rolled around him, and huge cracks appeared on the ground.
Bang!
At this moment, the bronze woman who was controlling the altar suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, she rushed forward and fell heavily to the ground.
Full of disbelief, he hurriedly turned around and saw Fushenzi, who had just been seriously injured and could die at any moment, stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't look injured at all.
"Palace Master Du, I'm sorry, the altar is in your hands, we can't do any damage, so we can only use this method!"
Fushenzi gently grabbed the altar, which was burning on the surface, and was caught, losing the power to resist.
Just now, Palace Master Du was so powerful that he couldn't grab it hard. Now he was seriously injured and no longer had control over the altar, so he was directly put into the storage ring.
"When did Tongshen Temple join the temple?"
Palace Master Du clenched his fists.
Obviously, he never dreamed that the fussy man who tried so hard to save her just now would be with the temple. All his actions just now were just for show!
Zhang Xuan's eyebrows hidden on one side couldn't help but jump.
Before, I felt strange that since the middle-aged man was so powerful, how could he be easily defeated by Fushenzi? They had been making trouble for a long time. These two were in the same group!
In this way, we can understand why the middle-aged man chased Fu Shenzi as soon as he left Zhuxing Palace, and he was not discovered all the way...
The two sang together in order to deceive the Great Elder and others and learn the whereabouts of Palace Master Du, so that they could track him down!
What a good strategy and scheming indeed!
"When you get the altar, kill the people!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Um!"
Fu Shenzi nodded, gathering strength in his palms, and just as he was about to take action against Du Gong, there was a sound of rapid footsteps.
Whoosh!
Two figures appeared in the square.
It is Zhang Xuan and the young man at the peak of the Immortal Lord disguised as his clone.
"Have you eradicated the one you were following?"
Seeing them coming, the middle-aged man frowned.
"That man was very cunning. He knew the danger in advance and escaped..."
Zhang Xuan was embarrassed.
"escape?"
The middle-aged man frowned, feeling displeased.
"My guess is good, it should be the new sect leader of Seven Star Tower, he is not so easy to kill..."
Fushenzi shook his head.
"Seven Star Tower?" The middle-aged man frowned.
"Well, the rise of this man, Sect Master Zheng Yang, and Sect Master Zhang Xuan is too weird. I have investigated them specifically, but there is no news for the time being!"
Fu Shenzi looked solemn: "However, don't worry, just go back with the altar, others will naturally handle this matter!"
"Um!"
The middle-aged man nodded and said no more. He glanced at Palace Master Du and turned around: "Kill her!"
"Okay!" Fu Shenzi responded. Just as he was about to speak, the two young men at the peak of the Immortal Lords behind him came to him: "It's better for us to take action! We didn't catch the Liu Yang sect leader just now. Killing him will be considered a merit.
Atonement..."
After saying that, Zhang Xuan took a few steps to the injured Palace Master Du, while his clone stood not far from the middle-aged man.
"good!"
The middle-aged man nodded without doubting his presence. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the clones and Zhang Xuan took action at the same time.
call!
Two sharp sword energies appeared suddenly, at the same moment, on the backs of the middle-aged man and Fushenzi.
Zhang Xuan and his clones made a sneak attack. The two of them were completely unprepared. In just one move, they were pierced through their bodies, and a huge bloody hole appeared.
"you……"
He had been thinking about ambushing others, but he didn't expect to be ambushed by his subordinates. The middle-aged man and Fu Shenzi's faces instantly turned pale, and they couldn't believe it.