"Brother Xu, we shouldn't have come back. We can't even get out of here."
Before drinking tea, Changxing, who was hiding in a courtyard a hundred feet away from the main street, shuddered with lingering fear as he watched more and more Netherworld City masters surrounding Beifu's five people.
Wei Xu, on the other hand, was hiding in a dark corner, suppressing his energy to a very low level, staring at the anxious fight in the sky with red eyes, waiting for an opportunity.
But after listening to Changxing's words, he still said firmly: "Changxing, I, Wei Xu, have been practicing for so many years and have made many friends, but do you know why I only have a few friends and two brothers like you?"
Changxing was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
Wei Xu kept his eyes on Bei Fu and kept saying: "That's because I don't want anyone to sacrifice for me. Many years ago, when I just came out of Wuxingtan, I met a few masters and we were together.
However, how heroic it is to fight for the world with swords. Everyone has similar strength and is cautious enough. If you want to find any treasure, you can get it. At that time, everyone's relationship was very deep, and they were almost sworn friends.
But one time, we accidentally offended a master and were chased around. One of my best friends was arrested. I suggested going back, but when I told other people, they said
Recoiled."
Changxing looked at Wei Xu in astonishment, and instantly imagined the situation everyone was in.
"Seven people, there are many of us. Although the opponent's strength is high, it may not be impossible to save them, but they were afraid of death, so they all left. In the end, I went alone. Do you know how I came back?"
Changxing looked at Wei Xu without saying a word.
Wei Xu said: "My brother committed suicide when he found me and forced me to leave, haha." Halfway through, he burst into laughter, his face full of bitter and sad memories: "From that day on, I
I swear, whoever treats me well, I will give his fucking life to him. The same goes for anyone. Changxing, even if it were not Beifu but you today, I would make the same decision. Changxing, you listen to me, you
Go back and go with Second Brother and the others, it is enough for me to be here."
"Fart, what's enough for you? Have you not looked at how many people there are in the sky? The masters of Guiyin Mountain and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion. After a while, there will only be more people."
"Changxing..."
"Stop talking." Changxing pushed Wei Xu and said with squinted eyes: "As you said, you only have a few friends, why do we treat you as a friend? Isn't it just because of your temper? You
If I am not afraid of death, is it possible that I, Lu Changxing, am afraid of death? Brother Xu, you underestimate me."
"I'm not looking down on you, I just don't want to do this completely uncertain thing with me."
"Damn it, if you're not sure why you still come, don't talk nonsense. If you want to go, let's go together. If you want to stay, just stay together. Isn't it just a matter of death? I really haven't trembled at all."
But at this moment, Ding Xiu in the crowd suddenly activated his source to sacrifice his divine power. Blood-red light filled the sky and stung people's eyes.
Whoosh!
Beifu, Lingfeng and Qiu Yu turned their heads in shock under the strong pressure and saw Ding Xiu flying up covered in blood and glory.
"Ding Xiu..."
"What the hell..."
"Damn..."
Beifu, Lingfeng, and Qiu Yu saw Ding Xiu actively sacrificing his divine power and breaking through the seal of Wuying Blood Poison. They immediately yelled angrily. In the crowd, they saw a red light rising from the ground, facing a person behind Beifu.
A master from Guiyin Mountain who was chasing him pounced on him like a wolf.
"I, Ding Xiu, am a person from Fengshen Island in life, and a ghost in Fengshen Island in death. In Jiujie Mountain, I, Ding Xiu, may be unknown, but on the island, Emperor Zun and the three real people regard me as family. Who is it today?
Anyone who blocks our way will go to hell with me."
boom!
Ding Xiu's movement technique was like light and electricity, and he ran behind the master of Guiyin Mountain with a red light all over his body. The huge palm technique rose up into the sky, turning into a heavy palm shadow and hitting the back of the master's head.
Since the sacrifice of divine power greatly increased Ding Xiu's vitality and divine power, his speed increased by more than ten times. However, the Guiyin Mountain master never cared about the two people below who were seriously injured and nearly disabled.
, so he didn't react at all. When he realized that there was a sneak attack behind him, he didn't even turn around, and was hit by Ding Xiu three times on the back of his head.
The monks who sacrificed their divine power were like wild beasts. They did not care about their attacks and aimed their attacks at the right angle to kill the person. Therefore, all three palms struck were fatal. Gui Yinshan's cultivation level did not even allow him to use magical weapons.
Before he could call him back, Ding Xiu had his head blown open. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, staining Ding Xiu's whole body.
"Old Wu..."
When the monks from Guiyin Mountain saw that the other party was willing to fight to the death and had no regard for it, they immediately became angry. The order they received was that people who encountered Fengshen Island could only be captured but not killed, so they always left room for leeway, but Guiyin Mountain was dead.
People, the situation is out of control.
When the two monks from Guiyin Mountain saw Mr. Wu being killed, they immediately became furious. They left Beifu behind and rushed towards Ding Xiu. One of them stabbed forward with a sword, and with a bang, it pierced Ding Xiu's chest, but because of Ding
Xiu moved his position in time, but did not hit the heart. Even so, Ding Xiu also vomited blood, but he ignored it. He raised his hind legs, tried hard to sweep away the incoming man, and kicked him several feet away, all the divine armor in front of his body.
It was broken into pieces, and large bruises appeared on the chest.
Another man suddenly came with a copper hammer. When Ding Xiu saw that he had been hit by a sword, he simply gave in and refused to give in. He gritted his teeth and raised his fists to meet him. The whole place was covered with red light. Under the blessing of the power of the sacrifice, he used his arms to kill him.
After catching the opponent's copper hammer, Ding Xiu's arm was instantly broken. Ding Xiu refused to retreat but advanced. He endured the pain and stepped forward to slap the opponent on the chest. The terrifying palm force blasted the opponent ten feet away and hit him on the street.
The upper courtyard wall collapsed.
"Ding Xiu..." Bei Fu let out a mournful roar, making a gesture of rushing to Ding Xiu's side to help him.
But Ding Xiu turned around and glanced at Bei Fu with a smile, and shouted: "Master, our hundreds of years of friendship, don't let me die in vain, let's go."
"Ding Xiu..." Bei Fu paused, and Zhu Zhao flew up from below. He hugged Bei Fu with both arms and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, he can't live anymore. Don't waste all his hard work. Don't
…”
"Ah..." Beifu's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he screamed in grief.
At this time, not far away, Lu Yiwen, Guijun, and Shi Wuzheng came with their team. Behind the three of them, there were no less than seven masters of the Guangcheng Dao realm, all of whom were masters of Guiyin Mountain.
Seeing Ding Xiu sacrifice and die, Beifu was filled with grief. The three people who came to help were all stunned. Then they saw that the four uninjured Guiyinshan masters left everyone behind in shock and anger, and all ran away
Ding Xiu pounced.
The tragedy at the scene was blinding. Four strong men rushed over, and all three long swords were inserted into Ding Xiu's upper body, Zifu, and heart, all of which were fatal. Shi Wu's mission when he came back was to capture Beifu alive.
When the five people saw the result, they shouted in desperation: "Don't hurt his life." After shouting, Shi Wu took action.
But he still shouted too late. After the three long swords, a man flew towards Ding Xiu with raging flames. Without thinking, he aimed at Ding Xiu's face and stabbed out with a spear.
puff!
Peng!
Ding Xiu, who was covered in blood, was so miserable that he couldn't even do the act of self-destruction, and his head was blown off directly.
"Damn, how could this happen?" Lu Yiwen had known for a long time that her aunt was in the hands of the people from Fengshen Island. She hurriedly tried to stop the masters from Nether City from killing the people from Fengshen Island, but she was still late.
Seeing Ding Xiu die on the flying blood, the Qian Jin lady was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
Behind her, the enshrined ghost king had a gloomy old face and saw Lu Yiwen not saying a word, so he said in a deep voice: "Miss, the friendship between these five people cannot be taken lightly, and we can no longer be indecisive."
As soon as he finished speaking, Guijun flew out regardless of his identity and rushed to Beifu to catch him.
At this time, everyone was still immersed in the grief of Ding Xiu's murder. Only Lingfeng noticed that Shi Wu, a master of Dzogchen, broke into the battle formation. At that time, Lingfeng did not hesitate to activate the original divine power.
, a more intense red light of blood rushed straight into the sky.
Sacrifice!
Another sacrifice!
Whoosh!
Lingfeng, a strong man in the early stage of Qiankun, chose to cut off his vitality and sacrifice his divine power under the seal of Wuying Blood Poison. For a moment, his inner breath was replenished and his spiritual consciousness became stronger. Before Shi Wu could fly over, he used
A unique secret technique, a pair of big hands pointing like swords, swish, swish, and throw out thousands of sword energy towards the front.
"Big golden lightsaber!"
puff!
puff!
puff!
The sword energy burst out, slashing vertically and horizontally, blocking Shi Wu's path with overwhelming ferocity. When Shi Wu saw that the opponent had even sacrificed his divine power to a master of the Qiankun Realm, he was immediately frightened and retreated in panic. This meant that his cultivation level was extremely high and he was a human being.
He must be very cautious, otherwise, the sword light filling the sky with this move alone would be enough to seriously injure him.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
After bursts of rapid jingling sounds of gold and iron, Shi Wu, who was holding the huge sword, was forced to retreat by the sword-fingering sword technique. The divine power in his body was almost lost. Just like that, he was hit by two finger-swords on his shoulder.
But Lingfeng didn't even raise his eyelids. He grabbed the sword and turned around and shouted: "Let's go..."
"Lingfeng, you too..." This time Beifu and Qiu Yu stepped forward at the same time, but Lingfeng didn't say anything and turned around. A sword light several feet wide swept towards the city gate. With a bang, the sword energy flew away.
After several hundred feet, he forcibly blasted a gap in Netherworld City's defense formation. At the same time, the domineering and crazy aura on his body actually pushed Bei Fu and others violently away from a main street.
"Walk!"
"We can't let them escape. They must be surrounded by me to survive."
Lu Yiwen only reacted at this time, and shouted to the front with a red face. The seven masters from Guiyin Mountain around him saw that even Gui Jun was on the same hand, and quickly changed their movement trajectory, preparing to block the gap in the city defense formation.
, and the ghost king who came galloping met the spiritual wind after the sacrifice.