Any straw may be regarded as a glimmer of hope for a drowning person.
What's more, Yu Zhiwen is also the saint of the Holy Temple, Dao Xuanji's personal descendant, and Dao Qiongang's nephew.
With such a relationship, I only need to pick up the person in my hand. I am afraid that even if I love the common people, I have to be a little bit afraid.
And at this moment.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have subconsciously lost their judgment because of Yu Zhiwen's "shield". However, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes dimmed slightly because of the word "angry".
"shield?"
"When did I, Xu Xiaoshou, need a woman as a shield before life or death?"
From the beginning to the end, from the moment he touched Yu Zhiwen in Yuan Mansion, he didn't even have a single similar thought.
It's the same as throwing Mu Zixi.
The reason why Yu Zhiwen was picked up was purely because the Yuan Mansion could not withstand the arrow of love for the common people.
No one has any reason to be buried with himself.
Even though their positions are different, Xu Xiaoshou is clear about the object of his hatred.
Ah Huo, Ah Bing, Ah Jie...
All of this has nothing to do with Yu Zhiwen, who has been trapped in Yuan Mansion.
The reason why he, Xu Xiaoshou, was violent was because of that arrow; the object of his hatred was only the one who loved the common people.
In a world where right and wrong are confused and black and white intersect, there is no clear dividing line that truly defines justice.
Some people walk from white to black, from right to wrong, because they lack a ruler in their hearts to measure the world.
Xu Xiaoshou is different!
From beginning to end, he was unswervingly following his own path.
Maybe there were other ideas along the way, and there were traces of being forced, but throughout the journey, don’t look at anything else, just look at your feet.
Xu Xiaoshou's footsteps were straight and fearless, without even half a step going astray.
How could he mess up the weights and measures in his heart just because of Yu Zhiwen's words?
"Bang!"
Without hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou slapped Yu Zhiwen away with his backhand.
He faced the arrow of the sinful bow that was completely enlarged in his pupils.
What appeared in front of me was the man who was sitting in a wheelchair, but who was a mountain higher than the rest of the world.
The light of hatred emerged.
Raging Giant's Arms.
"Passive fist (charge value: 8.64%)."
——Completely ignited!
…
at the same time.
Under this arrow, Xu Xiaoshou was not the only one who also launched an attack.
This person is actually not Sang Lao, but Gou Wuyue!
In Love for the Common People, Xu Xiaoshou's various secret cards were revealed frequently, which really shocked Gou Wuyue.
If this person were of the same generation, he might not be so shocked.
But you know, this is innate.
He is just innate, and the trump cards he possesses are at least at the level of the top of the throne. Is this true?
Even when the Tianji puppet appeared, Gou Wuyue could hardly describe the mixed emotions in her heart.
He had a strong urge to take action.
Not for Xu Xiaoshou.
Just for Ajie!
He is the first-generation Tianji puppet of Dao Qiongang!
As one of the two Taoist masters of the Holy Temple, outsiders may not know how Tao Qiongtian felt when he destroyed the first-generation Tianji puppet, but Gou Wuyue did.
Helpless and forced to obey...
This is the true portrayal of Dao Qiongtian’s innermost feelings at that time.
But because of the mission, and because it was an arrow shot by Ai Cangsheng, Gou Wuyue resisted the impulse and did not take action.
The first generation Tianji puppet was already dead.
Nowadays, a short-lived flower blooms in front of our eyes for a moment and then falls again. It is not a happy ending.
After all, if this thing is allowed to exist, it will probably cause greater turmoil in the future.
But that guy...
That little stone Tanji...
He still has someone!
Gou Wuyue had no idea what he was thinking when he saw the woman appearing in the hands of the golden giant.
Whether it is from subjective judgment or personal reasons.
He only knows that Yu Zhiwen cannot die!
Her existence is more important than the current mission of capturing the Holy Slave.
Not even an arrow of love for the common people can be killed.
"shield……"
Yu Zhiwen's original intention was shouted out.
Gou Wuyue could hear it.
This sentence was not just shouted to Xiao Shi Tanji.
This is especially for myself and for the people who are thousands of miles away, who are watching the battle situation here with the eyes of the great road.
The arrow has fallen out of the bow and is covered with water and cannot be retrieved.
Ai Cangsheng did not choose to forcefully stop. He could afford the consequences, but Gou Wuyue could not.
Gou Wuyue also doesn't know what Xiaoshi Tanji thinks.
He only knows that even if he loves the people, he will destroy the arrow at the last moment, and even if Xiaoshi Tanji does not know the value of Yu Zhiwen, he will not choose to use her as a shield.
Even if the probability of all these possibilities is very high, he must take action.
Fight to the death to save!
The famous sword hung upside down, and the light in Gou Wuyue's eyes dimmed.
"Illusion swordsmanship, timing, reverse!"
…
"puff!"
The moment Xu Xiaoshou patted Feiyu Zhiwen, Gou Wuyue spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The famous sword Nulan's voice was difficult to pull up amid the blood.
Obviously this sword is very light, but at this moment Gou Wuyue is as if he is on the sea, trying to overturn the entire ocean by pulling up the tip of the iceberg.
"Kaka——"
The void is cracked and the way of heaven is in chaos.
The gears of time are meshing, advancing step by step towards the future.
But the moment Gou Wuyue pulled out the famous sword within an inch, there was a "boom" and the rules of the world changed dramatically.
Yin and Yang are reversed, and the four seasons are out of order.
this moment.
The heat and cold are intertwined, the way of heaven collapses, and everyone is like falling into a purgatory of ice and fire.
Vitality and withering are mixed in sequence, spring and autumn are at the same time, the body is getting old, but the soul seems to be returning to an infant.
Chaos!
Whether it's Gou Wuyue, Sang Lao, or Xu Xiaoshou...
Under this sword, I felt that the world was in chaos.
The vegetation withered and revealed new green at the same time, and the gravel turned into stone in the moment of weathering...
Day and night come together.
The sunrise chases the sunset, often appearing again and again in the sky, west and east, but it refuses to enter the mountains.
The biting cold wind seeped through the pores, and when the soul escaped, it became the hot breath of the desert.
"Hallucination?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt that his violent desire was retreating.
The place of Qingming in the corner of Lingtai is also expanding with this layer of chaos.
The strength in the arm is not affected, but the arrow in front of me...
"Retreating?"
Xu Xiaoshou was horrified.
The arrow of love for the common people broke through the two realms, and when it was about to pierce his own head, he retreated?
Time flows backward?
No one can describe Xu Xiaoshou's horror at this moment.
This chaotic scene simply exceeded his understanding of the entire world.
"Mom..."
In my ears, like an auditory hallucination, I heard the disappearing voice of Ajie again.
"Being called, passive value, +1."
It wasn't until the message bar popped up that Xu Xiaoshou finally made up his mind.
This is not a fantasy.
This is really time flowing backwards...
No!
Time and space go backwards!
Xu Xiaoshou stared in horror at the indescribable scene in front of him.
Cracks appeared in the void, and a lot of chaotic flesh, flesh, and bones flew out from them.
In the sound of rustling, things were pieced together and turned into Ajie's head before he looked back.
Subsequently, the blown parts were restored.
One leg, one hand, including the torso...
The black mist on Ajie's body faded away, returning to the arrow of the evil sin bow that retreated.
The arrow flew back and exploded with a "bang" at a certain point. A Bing's body parts were sucked back from all directions and pieced together.
Then, Ah Huo resurrected again, roaring wildly at the arrows from the sinful bow that flew away.
"this……"
Xu Xiaoshou was filled with surprises and inexplicable fear.
He felt that all this was too unreal, too illusive.
But until the bond between "Embers of Fire" and "Three Days of Freezing Tribulation" appears in my heart again, I can get induction and feedback every time I call.
Only then did he realize that this was not a daydream.
Gou Wuyue's sword is really reversing the rules of ethics and reversing Tianzang!
"Sword Immortal, isn't he just Taixu? How could he reverse the half-saint's arrow?"
The thoughts in his mind just started to flood, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that there was another figure in front of him.
——Gou Wuyue!
It is different from the graceful banished immortals we usually see.
Although Gou Wuyue was standing with his sword tilted at this moment, the tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed.
His face looked completely old.
There were a few more crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, and even his black hair had completely faded to gray.
——The price of a sword!
"How will you be here?"
Gou Wuyue, who was falling in front, did not even cast a glance at Xu Xiaoshou from the corner of his eye. He stared at Yu Zhiwen in disbelief, with a look of shock on his face.
"I……"
Yu Zhiwen was thrown away and returned to Xu Xiaoshou's golden palm. At this moment, his mind was dizzy and he couldn't find himself at all.
She suddenly felt unsteady on her feet and staggered.
"Click!"
When he looked down, he saw that the golden palm under his feet had cracked lines.
The violent power raged on it, almost crushing her.
"Roar……"
Xu Xiaoshou roared in pain.
Gou Wuyue's sword was too slow, but also too fast.
In the sudden and complete change, in the reverse order of all parties in time and space, the only thing on the scene that was not affected was Xu Xiaoshou's "Passive Fist" that ignited all his power.
This punch came from the system, and it actually ignored the countercurrent of time and space!
Xu Xiaoshou never used it again since the last time he punched the red dog and destroyed half of his life.
But the passive fist's charge value, along with the high-intensity damage he received from the Throne and the Way of Killing, continued to accumulate and superimpose, reaching a level of 8.64%.
Injure the enemy a thousand, and injure yourself a thousand and two.
Xu Xiaoshou vaguely remembered that after that punch, he himself lost half of his life.
If possible, he wouldn't want to use the passive fist at all.
But under Ai Cangsheng's arrow, he had no choice but to use it, and even felt that the 8.64% charge value was too little.
now.
Gou Wuyue's "Time Sequence" sword reversed the rules of heaven, and time and space were always aligned. Xu Xiaoshou could not retract this punch alone.
How could this punch from the system be recovered?
vent!
Before he even punched, Xu Xiaoshou felt the golden light on his right arm explode and crack.
Pain comes.
At this moment, he must have a target to vent his anger on, to use as a target, to slow down the backlash from his passive fist.
But the arrow of love for the common people is withdrawn, and Yu Zhiwen is not strong enough.
The Moonless Sword Immortal, who has aged much since this sudden strike, must be said to be a very good target.
"Gou Wuyue."
Xu Xiaoshou murmured.
He didn't have any good impressions of the person in front of him, and it was because of this guy's appearance that he almost died.
Even the friends who followed him in Yuan Mansion died once to protect him.
The stance is inherently different.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't think that Gou Wuyue's sword was to save himself.
So, in this situation where pain is intertwined and even his sanity is about to be destroyed...
Attack!
"Um?"
As Gou Wuyue approached, she finally noticed the violent power from Xiaoshi Tanji that had been ignored by the arrow.
He tilted his head.
But he saw a huge golden fist enlarging in front of his eyes.
"Punch me!"
call--
The heart of the fist withered and weathered during the swing.
Even the forearm, the big arm, and even half of the arm exploded into golden light and blood mist along the path of the punch.
Gou Wuyue only saw the fist for a moment.
That punch disappeared.
But Xu Xiaoshou's violent will was still locked on Gou Wuyue.
The form is gone.
But Gou Wuyue was startled by the nameless force roaring from the void.
In his weak state, he only had time to raise his sword and his spiritual energy bulged.
"Innate is innate. Even if you struggle desperately, what effect can this punch have?" This was his inner thought.
But Gou Wuyue, whose attention was completely attracted by Yu Zhiwen, was completely unaware of the power of this punch, which even his sword could not reverse.
The moment of photoelectric handover.
"Woo——"
The famous sword bent slightly.
Xu Xiaoshou leaned half forward, and the blocked invisible force finally appeared. In the part of his arm that was blown off, an illusory giant fist was condensed.
After a slight "chi" sound, the world became completely silent.
Yu Zhiwen's eyes widened and he wanted to say something.
But when her red lips parted slightly, no sound came out.
Mr. Sang stopped behind in surprise.
He originally thought that Gou Wuyue wanted to kill Xu Xiaoshou in advance, but he never thought that the other party's attention was all on that girl.
On the way to save his apprentice, the world was suddenly turned into a vacuum by a punch, and he chose to stay.
Sometimes.
Mr. Sang is actually very afraid of Xu Xiaoshou.
The horrifying scenes of this apprentice in the past flashed through my mind.
What kind of fire shoots into the nostrils, burns the Lingzang Pavilion, explodes the Tianxuan Gate, destroys the city lord's palace...
That kid, if he can cultivate his abilities the day after tomorrow, he will hurt his own internal organs.
What is he doing now?
He raised his eyes and looked up.
I saw Xu Xiaoshou's illusory punch and paused for a breath during the confrontation with Gou Wuyue.
"boom!!!"
Sounds came from all directions, and the space for several miles exploded.
The deafening sound could even tear Mr. Sang's eardrums apart.
Immediately afterwards.
Xu Xiaoshou's whole body was blown upside down in the blast, and split into several pieces like a corpse divided by five horses.
And Gou Wuyue...
It seemed that he realized that he was wrong at the first moment when the fist and sword were handed over.
But he didn't take care of himself immediately. Instead, he wrapped Yu Zhiwen with his realm and chose to bear it alone.
As for the consequences...
Sang Lao's eyes followed the direction of Xu Xiaoshou's punch, and his head twisted following the extremely compressed black line in the void.
"Rumble--"
The black line released its pressure and turned into a terrifying shock wave, blasting a large mountain in the distance into debris.
Sang Lao's eyelids twitched wildly.
A few rustling sounds.
The famous sword Nulan's voice echoed in mid-air and plunged into the ground with a clang.
This is the picture in front of you.
And far away...
Gou Wuyue, who was blown away more than ten miles and embedded deep in the mountains behind the mountains...
Sang Lao Ling Nian took a look.
Although Gou Wuyue's body was saved because of the famous sword, it was also shattered into almost broken pieces.
And its head, with a focused aim and no defense...
Gone!
The corner of his mouth began to twitch. Sang Lao wanted to press the straw hat, but what he touched was his bald and cold scalp.
His straw hat had already been blown away by the aftermath, and he couldn't even keep it.
Unbelieving, he checked Gou Wuyue's injuries again, and Mr. Sang finally confirmed it, but his eyes were still shocked.