"Oh, I didn't expect that before Master Lin could be found, the enemy discovered me first.
I haven't become stronger with Master Lin yet, and I haven't fulfilled what I promised to Master Lin.
I really don’t want to die in frustration like this!”
Wan Cheng sighed helplessly.
When he saw Lin Tianyou's domineering appearance, he made up his mind to follow him.
I want to stay with Lin Tianyou and learn how to become stronger.
But Lin Tianyou gave him a request.
That is to make him the leader of the Crescent Moon Sect.
Only the leader is qualified to follow.
He made up his mind that this time when he returned to the Crescent Moon Sect, he would work hard to win the position of leader.
Unfortunately, everything is unpredictable.
He is still in the territory of Green Garden Mountain Stream and will be killed by the enemy.
Wan Cheng's eyes flickered back and forth, he didn't want to die in the hands of the other party.
Both feet secretly accumulated soul power and wanted to make a final resistance.
But a person with ideals cannot give up resistance easily, right?
"What, Wan Cheng, are you still thinking about running away?
It's not that I look down on you. With my master here, you don't even have a chance to escape.
Even without my master, you can't escape with my body skills."
Pu Ying immediately laughed when he saw Wan Cheng's trapped beast still fighting.
If a high-ranking ghost and god master, plus a middle-rank ghost and god master like him, can still allow Wan Cheng to escape, then he won't have to hang around in this world.
"Young man, just wait to be killed. Resistance will only make you more miserable!"
In the distance, Yi Jianyun's voice came over.
Although they were miles apart, the voice seemed to be spoken in the ear. This is the strength of the powerful ghosts and gods.
"Did you hear that? This voice belongs to my master.
You should know his name, the pillar of Yi Jian Sect, Jian Jianyun!
A few months ago, my master went to Ghost Palace to challenge the Broken Army Sword.
Let me ask you, there are so many strong men in the prehistoric world, how many of them are qualified to challenge the Broken Army Sword?
But my master did it.
If you face my master, you will obey me obediently!"
Pu Ying said excitedly to Wan Cheng.
Every time he told his master's deeds, he felt particularly honored.
Broken Army Sword!
The strongest man under the Supreme Being, others would tremble with fear just hearing these three words.
But his master dared to challenge him.
How much courage does it take to do this?
Although he came back defeated in the end, at least his life was not lost.
How many strong men in the world can survive the sword of Broken Army Sword?
His master Yi Jianyun is probably the only one who can do it.
"Do you have to kill me?
I'm not a threat to you, am I?
Can you give me a way to survive?"
Wan Cheng looked at Pu Ying and asked loudly.
"If you want to live, you can!
Tell me where the boy who got the six flying swords is, and I will let you go immediately!"
In the distance, Yi Jianyun's voice came again.
Wan Cheng suddenly became speechless.
After fighting for a long time, the opponent's purpose was not to avenge the black and white chess pieces, but to snatch the flying sword from Lin Tianyou's hand.
It is said that the six flying swords were refined by Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang. They are so attractive to the strong men that no strong man will give up easily.
If it were Wan Cheng himself, he would probably do the same thing.
"Sorry, I don't know that boy.
He and I just met by chance."
Wan Cheng spoke helplessly.
What he said was not a lie.
The total time I spent in contact with Lin Tianyou was less than three days.
He only knows that Lin Tianyou is very strong, and he just wants to follow Lin Tianyou to become stronger.
"In this case, you have no bargaining chip to survive. Pu Ying, destroy his soul!"
Yi Jianyun's cold voice came over.
"As you command!"
Pu Ying grinned and sneered.
This Wan Cheng seems to be loyal and honest, but what he likes most is bullying honest people.
"Since you are unwilling to let me go, then the only option is to fight!"
Wan Cheng's whole body of soul power was released.
He was going to die anyway, so he had to die like a man, standing upright and upright!
"Wan Cheng, resisting will only make you tortured!"
Pu Ying shook his head slightly.
"Stop talking nonsense and watch your moves!"
Wan Cheng said no more, clenched his fist and struck Pu Ying in the head.
The surging soul power rolled in his fist.
Facing the second disciple of Yijian Sect, he will undoubtedly die, but before he dies, he must let the other party know that he is definitely not a coward.
A sharp whistling sound resounded in the air. After all, he was also a strong man in the ghost and god realm, and his desperate punch was so powerful.
In an instant, he was in front of Pu Ying.
"Huh, looking for death!"
Pu Ying looked disdainful, and with a clang, the sword on his waist was unsheathed, and he slashed at Wan Cheng's fist!
boom!!
The fist and sword collided together, and the loud noise shook the entire forest.
Pu Ying felt that the hand holding the sword was a little numb.
He secretly thought that Wan Cheng's fist strength was actually so powerful.
Just as he was about to use his body skills to move away, he saw blood pouring from Wan Cheng's fist.
The fingers on his fist were almost cut off by his sword strike just now.
"Ha, I look just like you, you are too honest and don't know how to adapt.
How dare you confront my sword with your body.
Are you not planning to take your own hand?"
Pu Ying continued to sneer.
"I will chop off one of your arms with my next sword!"
He waved the sword in his hand wildly, as if he was teasing Wan Cheng.
"Hmph, I'm going to knock your face out with this punch!"
Wan Cheng's right hand was injured, so he made a fist with his left hand. Even if he died today, he would hit Park Ying once.
Before you die, you must not let Lin Tianyou lose his reputation as a strong man!
"Let's see who hits who first!"
At the moment when Wan Cheng punched, Pu Ying used the swordsmanship of Yi Jianmen and took Wan Cheng's left arm straight away.
In terms of soul power, he has an advantage, and in terms of speed, he still has an advantage.
With this sword strike, Wan Lay's arm will be broken!
boom!!
The two got close in an instant, punching and sword striking at the same time.
But unlike the sound just now, the sound coming out this time was a muffled sound of hitting meat.
Then, Pu Ying's body was like a top, flying directly backwards and hitting a huge boulder heavily.
The poor boulder had been there for who knows how many years, but now it was smashed into pieces.
Wan Cheng looked at his fist in disbelief.
Just now Sun and Moon were one step faster with Pu Ying's sword. Logically speaking, his arm was broken first.
But why did Pu Ying's sword stop at the critical moment and extend his face towards his fist?
That punch just now was delivered with all his strength.
It is estimated that half of Pu Ying's face was disfigured at this moment.
"This kid is weird!"
Yi Jianyun's expression changed slightly as he was miles away.
He also noticed the strangeness of the fight between the two just now.
It was as if someone had held down Pu Ying's hands and feet and asked Wan Cheng to hit him.
At the moment, Yi Jianyun was searching everywhere, trying to find out who was causing the trouble.
"Are you looking for me?"
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out, with a calm smile on his handsome face.
Above his head, there were five flying swords hovering.