Chapter 850: Ending: Come out and mess around sooner or later! 8
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Chapter 850: Ending: Sooner or later, you will have to pay back if you come out to hang out! (8)
Gu Yueming raised his eyebrows, tilted the tip of his sword, changed it from stabbing to slashing, and took out Master Wuhou's chest.
Behind him was Master Qiuyang. Master Wuhou could not retreat and could only block with his staff. Unexpectedly, Gu Yueming's horizontally slashed sword changed its trajectory once again and turned into a point. The tip of the sword still did not leave Master Wuhou's chest.
Front critical point.
Master Wuhou blocks again.
Pick up the sword and block again.
Press down, hang diagonally, and sweep across.
Block, block, block!
Master Wuwei always only defends, never attacks.
Gu Yueming smiled ferociously, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a purple light. A small sword suddenly separated from the sword body and flew around in front of him, as if to protect and wait for an opportunity to attack.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves had passed.
One of them attacked, the other defended, one did not take a step forward, and the other did not take a step back.
At this time, Master Qiuyang had just come back to his senses.
Beside him, Gu Yueming's small flying sword had already swooped towards him. Master Qiuyang greeted him in shock. The tip of the sword cut off the beast's tail on his Buddha's body and pierced the tip of his eyebrow. Master Wuhou turned around.
Waving the stick.
laugh!
Taking this opportunity, Gu Yueming's long sword drove straight in and sliced through Master Wuhou's chest.
A tear was instantly cut in the dark purple monk's robe, and golden light flashed on the old skin, but Master Wuhou was unscathed.
"Is the Vajra indestructible?!"
Gu Yueming snorted coldly, raised his left hand, and a piece of purple light flew out from his fingers. It was not something else, but one of the chessboards in the artifact Nine Layers of Heavenly Game.
The chessboard instantly enlarged, covering all the people from several factions under the city wall.
This time, he repeated his old trick and wanted to use the lives of people from these eight major sects to restrain Master Wuhou.
Despicableness is the weapon of the despicable!
"Master, do you like playing chess?!" He quickly retreated and stood on the battlement again. Gu Yueming chuckled, with a despicable and enchanting smile, "Why don't we divide the men and horses of several factions and wear dark colors?
How about the clothes that count as my chess pieces? But before that, I want to remind you that the losing chess piece will die!"
Master Qiuyang and Master Wuwei both fell back to the land below the city.
Master Qiuyang looked at Gu Yueming's face and wished he could add a few more cuts to it, "You despicable villain, how can you be a hero if you rely on artifacts to win?!"
"Weren't you also despicable when you ganged up on Xiao Yao outside Qianqiu College? If it weren't for the Divine Bell, wouldn't you still be able to do anything to her?!" Gu Yueming smiled disapprovingly, "Now,
Who do you have to scold me? I have never said that I am a hero!"
"Xiao Yao is a witch who has brought trouble to the world. There is nothing wrong with us exterminating the demons and protecting the Tao!" Master Qiu Yang retorted.
"The witch who brought disaster to the world?!" Gu Yueming looked up and smiled, "It's so stupid. When she comes to save you soon, you'd better not accept the love of this witch who brought disaster to the world!"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Xiao Yao, she is still alive?!
Gu Yueming lightly hooked her fingers, and on the chessboard, the two sword-holding disciples in the corners were immediately swallowed up by the flames.
"Okay, nonsense is boring, let's play chess!"
"Gu Yueming, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. It's not too late to turn around now!" Master Wuwei said sadly.
"I remember you also said this to Xiao Yao!" Gu Yueming raised his eyebrows impatiently, "What I hate most are you monks who like to preach!"
As his thoughts moved, several Buddhist disciples in the northwest corner of the chessboard were hit by a bolt of lightning, turning into ashes and black charcoal, falling to the ground, shattering, and the fragments scattered in the wind.