"Wei Dongfang, we meet again, but you look nothing like the high-spirited Dongfang swordsman three hundred years ago."
More than a dozen people flew off the spaceship. The person speaking was none other than the leader, a middle-aged man wearing a dark green robe. Although his voice was a bit sharp, the smile on his face was very gentle and sincere. If you ignore the long unsheathed weapon in his hand,
Jian, he thought he and Wei Dongfang were good friends who finally reunited after not seeing each other for many years.
"It's been a long time indeed. Three hundred years have passed. People always love you. You change. Just like Brother Lin, your beautiful temples have completely disappeared!"
"Whoa!"
Before Wei Dongfang finished speaking, the long sword in the hand of the middle-aged man whom he called Brother Lin turned into a ray of silver light and struck him. A face that was originally gentle was filled with murderous intent.
With a hint of ferocity.
Wei Dongfang was not surprised at all by the middle-aged man's actions and avoided his attack by turning around.
"You are so angry that you are so embarrassed? Linzhou, you are still so hypocritical, but your energy-raising skills are much worse than before. Is it because of that incident three hundred years ago that changed your personality?"
"Wei Dongfang, I just let you show off your strength for a moment, don't you think I can't see it? You are at the end of your strength a long time ago, and you are no longer the Dongfang swordsman you were back then. Today is the day you die!"
Lin Zhou waved his hand, and a dozen people following him surrounded Wei Dongfang.
"Wei Dongfang, as long as you hand over that thing, I can let you die happily. Otherwise, I will return the pain you inflicted on me a hundred times a thousand times and let you taste me.
The pain of those years!”
"Give that thing to you? Are you worthy?"
Wei Dongfang looked at Lin Zhou as if he was looking at something dirty. Just one look made Lin Zhou's eyes turn red. Wei Dongfang also looked at him with this look back then, as if he was looking at the dirtiest thing.
, in the past three hundred years, he never dared to really fall asleep, because as long as he fell asleep, he would think of Wei Dongfang's look in his eyes, and the humiliation Wei Dongfang had inflicted on him.
"Wei Dongfang, then go and die! As long as you die, that thing will naturally be mine!"
When Lin Zhou roared, he and a dozen men in black robes attacked Wei Dongfang at the same time, but Wei Dongfang was faster.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of silver-white light flew out quickly, but the target of this silver-white light was not Lin Zhou, let alone the dozen masters of Martial King and Martial Sect cultivation, but...
"ah!"
A figure in mid-air was chasing Chu Ye, who had been pushed away by Wei Dongfang. However, a silver-white light flashed, and a large blood-colored hole suddenly appeared in the heart of the man. Through this large hole, you could still see faintly.
A big hole was pierced through his heart.
The man's face suddenly turned pale, but the look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a cold corpse and fell to the ground. It was Yao Chong.
But when Yao Chong flew over a step slower, he saw this situation and immediately realized that Chu Ye was missing. He secretly signaled to Lin Zhou to chase Chu Ye, but he didn't expect that although Wei Dongfang had his back turned to him.
, but he had noticed his movements a long time ago and directly killed him.
And the silver-white light that took Yao Chong's life passed through Yao Chong and then quickly flew back and fell into Wei Dongfang's hands.
"How is that possible! Aren't you already injured? How could you kill Yao Chong!" Lin Zhou looked serious and then thought of something, "You, you burned the Divine Mansion!"
"Ha ha!"
Wei Dongfang laughed and nodded directly to admit it.
"Yes, I have indeed begun to burn the palace of God, but you found it too late. Today, everyone should come and bury me with me!"
"Wei Dongfang, we meet again, but you look nothing like the high-spirited Dongfang swordsman three hundred years ago."
More than a dozen people flew off the spaceship. The person speaking was none other than the leader, a middle-aged man wearing a dark green robe. Although his voice was a bit sharp, the smile on his face was very gentle and sincere. If you ignore the long unsheathed weapon in his hand,
Jian, he thought he and Wei Dongfang were good friends who finally reunited after not seeing each other for many years.
"It's been a long time indeed. Three hundred years have passed. People always love you. You change. Just like Brother Lin, your beautiful temples have completely disappeared!"
"Whoa!"
Before Wei Dongfang finished speaking, the long sword in the hand of the middle-aged man whom he called Brother Lin turned into a ray of silver light and struck him. A face that was originally gentle was filled with murderous intent.
With a hint of ferocity.
Wei Dongfang was not surprised at all by the middle-aged man's actions and avoided his attack by turning around.
"You are so angry that you are so embarrassed? Linzhou, you are still so hypocritical, but your energy-raising skills are much worse than before. Is it because of that incident three hundred years ago that changed your personality?"
"Wei Dongfang, I just let you show off your strength for a moment, don't you think I can't see it? You are at the end of your strength a long time ago, and you are no longer the Dongfang swordsman you were back then. Today is the day you die!"
Lin Zhou waved his hand, and a dozen people following him surrounded Wei Dongfang.
"Wei Dongfang, as long as you hand over that thing, I can let you die happily. Otherwise, I will return the pain you inflicted on me a hundred times a thousand times and let you taste me.
The pain of those years!”
"Give that thing to you? Are you worthy?"
Wei Dongfang looked at Lin Zhou as if he was looking at something dirty. Just one look made Lin Zhou's eyes turn red. Wei Dongfang also looked at him with this look back then, as if he was looking at the dirtiest thing.
, in the past three hundred years, he never dared to really fall asleep, because as long as he fell asleep, he would think of Wei Dongfang's look in his eyes, and the humiliation Wei Dongfang had inflicted on him.
"Wei Dongfang, then go and die! As long as you die, that thing will naturally be mine!"
When Lin Zhou roared, he and a dozen men in black robes attacked Wei Dongfang at the same time, but Wei Dongfang was faster.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of silver-white light flew out quickly, but the target of this silver-white light was not Lin Zhou, let alone the dozen masters of Martial King and Martial Sect cultivation, but...
"ah!"
A figure in mid-air was chasing Chu Ye, who had been pushed away by Wei Dongfang. However, a silver-white light flashed, and a large blood-colored hole suddenly appeared in the heart of the man. Through this large hole, you could still see faintly.
A big hole was pierced through his heart.
The man's face suddenly turned pale, but the look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a cold corpse and fell to the ground. It was Yao Chong.