Compared to the miserable and embarrassed Master Yu, Jun Wuchen looked much more relaxed.
It was obvious that I had been in the water for a long time, but not even the corners of my clothes got wet.
He stood on the shore of the lake, holding a sword in his hand. The blade seemed to be washed by water, glowing with silver light.
Jun Wuchen's robes fluttered and he walked slowly and leisurely towards Master Yu.
Under the silver mask, the corners of the thin lips curled into a sneer: "Where else do you want to escape?"
These words were obviously addressed to Lord Yu.
Venerable Lei stared at him with wide eyes, looking up and down, his eyeballs almost falling off.
"You, you, you -" Venerable Lei pointed at him, trembling with anger.
Just when Yun Luo thought he was going to make some remarks, he heard Venerable Lei roar angrily: "You little bastard! You can beat Lao Yu into such a horrible state, why don't you fight me?!"
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Jun Wuchen paused and twitched his thin lips vaguely.
Yun Luo even slipped and almost knelt down before Lord Lei: "..."
Boss!
After all, Venerable Yu is your fellow disciple!
He was beaten into such a horrible state, not to mention sharing the same hatred with the enemy, and his loyalty is so high...
You should at least show some sympathy and anger, right?
In the end, what does Venerable Lei care about? Jun Wuchen is so good at fighting, why don't you fight him?
Yun Luo was simply impressed by this amazing ability to grasp key points.
Jun Wuchen was also speechless.
He glanced at Lord Lei lightly, ignored it, and continued walking towards Lord Yu calmly.
Poor Venerable Lei was so angry that he jumped up and down, but he became the backdrop and didn't even have a sense of existence.
"Hey! I said you brat..." The grumpy Venerable Lei said that he couldn't bear the anger. His face turned red, he rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists and was about to rush forward.
However, he didn't have time to finish his words.
A cold and terrifying voice suddenly interrupted: "Prince Jing, don't push yourself too far!"
Yun Luo retracted his gaze and turned his head.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.
Lord Yu actually extinguished the golden spiritual fire?
Does he still have this ability?
That's right, during the brief period when Master Lei was so angry that Jun Wuchen jumped to his feet, Yun Luo's attention was temporarily diverted.
I don’t know what method Venerable Yu used, but the golden spiritual fire that was originally wrapped around his left arm like a tarsal maggot was extinguished inch by inch!
Although the spiritual fire was extinguished, Master Yu himself was still uncomfortable.
At this moment, his left hand was almost no longer human-like. Even the flesh and blood were scorched and withered, and the charred skin clung tightly to the bones, making it look like the hand of a dead corpse.
It's very tragic, and you can tell how painful it is just by looking at it.
Venerable Yu's head was covered with cold sweat, and his wet hair stuck to his face in strands. Against his pale and ferocious face, he looked even more terrifying.
"Excessive?"
Jun Wuchen chuckled and said in a mocking tone, "Even if I try to push the envelope, what can you do to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Wuchen was too lazy to talk to him, and suddenly stabbed him with a sword!
The dazzling sword light came across the sky like lightning!
Lord Yu was seriously injured at the moment and was already at the end of his strength. How could he still dare to confront Jun Wuchen's sword?
In a hurry, he could only roll on the spot. His wet hair and clothes were covered with mud, and he was in a terrible mess. He roared angrily: "King Jing, if you want to die, I will help you!!"<
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"Oh, really?"
Jun Wuchen strolled leisurely in the courtyard, a faint sneer on his thin lips.