"Tsk, this blade is so sharp that I'm scared to see it!"
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On the two squatting pits, Zhang Xuezhou was squatting in one place, while Hong Ku was squatting in the other place.
As expected, Hongku had no trouble dealing with a small fish like him, even if Hongku was dyed with soul-breaking powder and drank the water of eternity.
Hong Ku, who had weakened his fighting power, struck with pressure. Zhang Xuezhou, who was slashing with the knife, struggled for only half a second and then fell down. He was then given a ladle of water mixed with "goods".
Because he took a larger amount, the eternal water in his body took effect much faster than that of Hong Ku.
"You must believe me. The soul-breaking powder, eternal water, and knives all just fell out of my body accidentally. Lord Lei also asked me to ask you for a bag to prevent the things in your pocket from falling everywhere!
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Zhang Xuezhou tried his best to hold up his hands, but the state of his slump forced him to give up his plan to get up and escape through the door again.
After the big ejaculation, the feeling of weakness all over his body came to his heart. Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hands and feet. He finally determined that he only had one mouth left to move.
Normally, Hongku should have destroyed his Qihai with one point, waited until his cultivation was destroyed, thrown him into the holy mountain to declare his guilt, and then left Zhang Xuezhou to fend for himself among the poisonous insects.
Hongku didn't need to search, he knew very well that there must be a snake-head cursed hair belonging to Wuchao hidden in an inconspicuous corner of that room.
He looked towards the area of the building where the altar was located.
Living in a holy mountain in the hinterland of an evil country, people like him who were born in the Han Dynasty are really not lovable.
He must say that it is not just him, 99% of people find it difficult to regain full strength after experiencing diarrhea with large doses of medicine, and Hongku is obviously among them.
In this situation, Hong was reluctant to make progress, but he could not retreat.
This was quite different from what he imagined would happen if he took a risk and failed.
After being disarmed by Hong Ku, and then being lifted and thrown into the pit, Zhang Xuezhou felt that something was wrong.
"Then why do you want to curse Brother Wuchao?"
"How could I beat my own students to death?"
Even though Hongku seemed very kind and guaranteed that he would not beat the students to death, it was difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to believe what he said.
"There's something wrong with me?" Hongku frowned and said, "You mean you have to ask me to cut your body into pieces with a knife and throw them out to feed the poisonous insects before you think I'm right?"
Zhang Xuezhou's muttering voice was very low, but it was still noticed by Hong Ku.
Hongku looked at Zhang Xuezhou with a look of disbelief on his face, and couldn't help but snort twice in his nostrils.
For example, he is the chief of the backbone level of the Yizhe River Holy Land. Hongku has a strong sense of autonomy when choosing students. Whenever he chooses students, Master Hongyi and others can't hesitate in front of him.
If he loses the 'fight', there will be another corpse in the Holy Mountain. Just like his dead students, no one will have any mercy on him.
If he possesses the fifth-level Dahuang Creation Sutra, Zhang Xuezhou is sure that his assassination has a high probability of success.
It's just that the environment he faced left Hongku with no choice.
Not only Wuchao, but also Zhang Xuezhou didn't understand why Hongku persisted in killing students.
Even if the prince of a fierce country like Wu Chao had to find a way out, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the status of King Jinchan was not enough to make Hong Ku fear him.
After the smell dissipated a little, he tried his best to argue.
When he was thinking about the possible consequences, he also directly asked Hongku related questions, deciding that he must die clearly and never die in confusion.
Things are a little weird.
Every seat in the Holy Land has a corresponding function.
"There seems to be something wrong with you!"
From a rational point of view, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Wu Chao needed to take action first, and then he should take the last hit.
"You won't beat me to death?"
After winning the "fight", he ascends to the top and truly has the ability to determine his own destiny, and even intervenes in the competition to change the destiny of others.
"Don't you like to kill students?" Zhang Xuezhou asked bravely.
The position of a higher-status venerable will determine the development of the Yi Zhe River Holy Land, and even affect the balance between the forces of the Royal Family of the Fierce Kingdom, the Xieluochuan Holy Land, the Nine Spirits Holy Land, and the six ancestral lands.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at Hongku who could only barely lift the deer knife to watch, and felt that Hongku's current strength was extremely limited.
He didn't even dare to leave the scope of the Holy Mountain. Once he lacked the altar for the practice and the geographical conditions to protect himself, Hongku was sure that the possibility of his death would be very high.
"Hmm? Really?"
At the moment, he could only place his hope on Wuchao to force his way into the house. After all, Hongku's current strength had been weakened to the point where it could no longer be reduced.
One thought is heaven, and one thought is hell.
Regardless of whether it was in the Han Dynasty or the evil country, killing a master was an important matter that was not allowed by morality and law.
In the eyes of Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao, Hong Ku was withdrawn and difficult to figure out. He had some special habits of a spell master, but his hobby was to create all kinds of accidents for students.
The content of the speculation was directly exposed by Zhang Xuezhou, and Hongku was completely sure of Wu Chao's rebellious intention.
"I don't like killing students," Hong Ku frowned and retorted, "In fact, I hope you live longer than anyone else!"
Zhang Xuezhou may not feel much about it yet, but once he continues to move up, the obstacles brought by this status will be very great, and there are many people who don't want him to go up.
"I believe you very much." Hongku frowned and said, "Actually, I'm even going to give you a bag."
His practice and technique are extremely hidden, making it difficult for anyone to spy on him. Only Wu Chao, who has entered the room before, has the possibility of subsequent peeping.
Everything will eventually be labeled with the word "fight".
However, the advantage of a great cultivator still exists. Zhang Xuezhou feels that his body's recovery speed is definitely not as fast as that of Hong Ku, and he will probably be worse than dead after dozens of minutes.
But it was too difficult for Hong Ku to appear in this state, which made Zhang Xuezhou's ready-to-move hands and feet overcome his reason.
Seeing Hong Ku's body being hit continuously and the opponent's body slightly lowered to a suitable angle for drawing the sword, Zhang Xuezhou could not hold back his eager heart.
In terms of the father-son program and the master-disciple program that are popular in today's society, if a father beats his son to death or a teacher beats a student to death, at most they will be preached, but if the situation is reversed, it will be completely different.
Listening to Hong Ku's voice, which was not inferior to him, Zhang Xuezhou buried his head in silence.
"deliver!"
Hongku didn't like killing students. If he could, he would also like to have a lot of disciples and grandchildren.
"you……"
"You relied on low-level tricks to target me. What did Wuchao rely on to target me?"
According to the normal process, it is normal for a little rebellious kid like Zhang Xuezhou to be stabbed ten times or eight times by him, but the only problem is that he needs to use Zhang Xuezhou.
Some people don't care, but more people care about the composition of the decision-making staff, and don't want someone with elements of the Han Dynasty to dominate the forces of the evil country.
Hongku looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
Even Yu Hongkuti didn't mention how to punish him.
When Hongku agreed to give him a bag, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there might be something wrong with Hongku's brain.
One sheep is caught, and two sheep are caught.
Hong Ku could not persuade these little rebels to cooperate again and again.
Things must be done together.
After taking care of Zhang Xuezhou, Hong Ku obviously also wanted to take care of Wu Chao, so that he would not have to distract himself from these little rebels when targeting a certain venerable.