In the world of Sadeya, Zuo Yi received an important task when he had just been promoted to Grand Knight. He single-handedly hunted down an evil black wizard.
After an arduous and fierce battle, he threw his sword at the last moment and pierced the dark wizard's heart.
I thought I had won, but I didn't expect that this dark wizard had extremely strong vitality. He fell to the ground and pretended to be dead after being pierced through the heart. When Zuo Yi pulled out his long sword, he became violent.
In the end, the dark wizard failed to escape, but Zuo Yi almost capsized when he won a huge victory. He lay in bed for more than half a month before recovering.
This incident taught Zuo Yi a very profound lesson, letting him know that first of all, he should not trust his eyes too much, as what his eyes see may not be the truth.
Secondly, last hit is very important, it is a matter of life and death.
Finally, be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years!
The horse-faced master in front of him looked dead on the surface. He had no breathing and heartbeat. The emergency doctor who came over could only declare him dead.
But no matter how clever the opponent's disguise is, he can't cover up his own fire of life and blind Zuo Yi's perception!
To deal with this "pseudo" dead man, Zuo Yi did not even use his fists.
He flicked out a small flame.
The size of this flame is only three or four centimeters, and it doesn't look much different from the flame of an ordinary candle, except that its color is extremely pure.
It silently flew forward a distance of five to six meters and landed on the body of the horse-faced master.
boom!
Like a burning match thrown into a gasoline barrel, raging flames rose into the sky and completely covered the body of the horse-faced master.
"ah!"
The horse-faced head-turning master who originally looked like he could never die suddenly let out a shrill scream, jumped up suddenly and fell heavily, and immediately became silent.
The flame that Zuo Yi popped up embodies the terrifying power of holy-level fighting spirit. Not to mention a body of flesh and blood, even a body of steel can still be melted. Qing'er, the horse-faced master who pretended to be dead, was burned to death in an instant.
There are no ashes left.
Only a wisp of green smoke remained, which dissipated into the air in an instant.
The oath to punish evil is completed!
Feeling the surging power from the brand of faith, Zuo Yi lit a cigarette for himself.
It's time to go home.
Although he has not been away from home for a long time, he misses his relatives at home very much.
Just as Zuo Yi turned around to leave, he caught a glimpse of the dark red cane falling on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
This is the magic weapon originally used by the horse-faced head-dropping master, and it fell when it was blown away by his punch.
Zuo Yi thought for a while, reached out and grabbed it, and the cane was immediately pulled by an invisible force and flew into his hand.
Without observing carefully, Zuo Yi put the cane directly into the space ring.
Just think of it as a travel souvenir.
After flicking the cigarette ashes, Zuo Yi stepped out of the messy back hall and returned to the front hall through the long corridor.
The front hall was a scene of chaos. A group of people just ran over after hearing the commotion. Some of them were furious, some were shouting, and some were treating the unconscious people on the ground.
"Saxiduo!"
One of them suddenly spotted Zuo Yi and immediately shouted, attracting everyone's attention.
The palace instantly became very quiet. Dozens of people in strange costumes stared at Zuo Yi with fierce looks in their eyes!
"Who are you?"
A burly man with a naked upper body stood out from the crowd and yelled at Zuo Yi: "Did you do this?"
Speaks English well.
Zuo Yi nodded: "Yes."
"Then go to hell!"
The burly man smiled ferociously, pulled out a pistol from his trouser pocket, and pulled the trigger on Zuo Yi!
Bang!
Zuo Yi suddenly raised his hand to block his eyes.
He flipped his wrist, and a yellow bullet appeared in his palm, glowing with a metallic luster under the light.
This move of the burly man was indeed unexpected. Who would have thought that someone in the mysterious Witch Temple would actually carry a gun with him, let alone a weak pistol. Even if he fired a Vulcan cannon at Zuo Yi, it would not be possible.
will have any effect.
The sturdy man and his friends were all shocked!
Catching bullets with bare hands?
Even a very powerful head-dropping master would not dare to use flesh and blood to directly confront modern weapons like this.
Many people felt a sense of fear in their hearts and quietly took two steps back.
"Go to hell!"
The sturdy man didn't believe it and wanted to shoot Zuo Yi again.
"snort!"
But before he could pull the trigger, Zuo Yi snorted coldly.
He rewarded the opponent with a "god-killing thorn".
The tall man suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were dull and his whole body was shaking. Blood gurgled out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth at the same time. He fell backwards weakly and fell heavily to the ground.
Such a weird scene fell into the eyes of those nearby, and they were all scared to death.
The expressions of several lowering masters also changed greatly!
I don't know who shouted, and a group of people were like rabbits being chased by a lion, screaming in panic and running away desperately.
All was gone in the blink of an eye.
But there was a head-dressing master in green robes who stayed and stood at the door of the hall. His face changed and he was undecided. He wanted to raise the cane in his hand several times, but he did not have enough courage to cast a spell and attack.
Zuo Yi smiled and asked, "Aren't you going to run?"
The green-robed master was silent.
At this time, there was an earth-shattering noise outside, and those people who had escaped earlier ran over again, and all of them looked excited.
They spread out in the hall, forming a siege on Zuo Yi!
The eyes of these guys looking at Zuo Yi now no longer showed any fear, but instead showed the meaning of "you are dead".
Is the boss coming?
Zuo Yi was a little curious.
The next moment, another group of people poured into the hall, cheering and supporting each other.
This group of people is much more upscale in terms of their dress and demeanor. Most of them are head-lowering masters holding canes, but the colors of their robes are different, which obviously represents their status in the temple.
The most eye-catching one among them is undoubtedly a white-robed head-dressing master surrounded by stars like a moon.
He looks very young and quite handsome, but his bald head is covered with dark cyan totems, and there is a bright red round mole between his eyebrows, which makes him look quite strange.
What this white-robed master is holding is a golden staff inlaid with a huge ruby!
Ayurra!
A name instantly appeared in Zuo Yi's mind.
The two people's eyes met, and the white-robed master bowed slightly and said, "May I ask, are you from Daxia?"
He speaks Chinese with a smooth accent and his voice is magnetic, which makes people feel very comfortable.
"Yes."
Zuo Yi smiled slightly: "Are you Ayuluo?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the hall who could understand Chinese looked at him angrily!
Because among these people, Ayuluo is the spokesperson of the supreme shaman god in the world, a true god-like existence.
If Zuo Yi knows something powerful, he should kneel down and beg for forgiveness right now!
"Blasphemer! Kneel down! Die!"
Roars, roars, and scoldings suddenly sounded, rushing towards Zuo Yi like a violent storm.
Ayuluo raised his hand, and all the noise disappeared instantly!
This can be seen from the high prestige of this great master.
"I am Ayu Luo."
The white-robed headmaster smiled and said, "May I ask your name and why you are here?"
Since the other party was so polite, Zuo Yi didn't mind chatting with him a little more: "My name is Zuo Yi, and I'm here for revenge."
"revenge?"
Ayuluo's eyes narrowed: "Your Excellency Zuo Yi, do you have a grudge against Lafarga?"
"Yes."
Zuo Yi replied: "Many years ago, he placed a soul-eating curse on my aunt. My aunt has no enmity with him, but your apprentice Bain Nali wants to kill my aunt."
"Do you think he should die?"
Ayuluo was silent for a moment and said: "Bainali stopped being my disciple a long time ago. I didn't know that Lafarga placed a soul-eating curse on your aunt. He really deserves to die."
Zuo Yi smiled: "Now that Lafarga has been killed by me, do you want to avenge him?"
"No."
Ayuluo took a deep look at Zuo Yi and said, "Rafa deserves it."
Everyone around was stunned.
They never dreamed that the powerful Ayuluo would be so polite to Zuo Yi and would not even avenge Lafarga.
Lafarga is his third disciple, he is very powerful and loyal!
"In that case."
Zuo Yi said: "Then I'm leaving."
Ayuluo made a gesture: "Please."
The people blocking the gate subconsciously gave way and watched Zuo Yi leave the hall.
Ayuluo watched Zuo Yi's figure disappear, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes!——
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