Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two entrusted by the deceased
Chu Ye didn't know what that state of no sorrow or joy was, but he could feel that forcibly waking up from that state would definitely be a big loss for him.
However, even so, he was obliged to do so.
"Senior Sister Zuo," Chu Ye's voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to take a lot of effort.
"Just send me here."
We are about to arrive at Fanjianfeng, where the battle is the most intense. Although Zuo Yingsi’s cultivation is not bad, after all, he only has the cultivation of Lord Wu. If he is affected by Emperor Wu’s battle, he may lose his life. Chu
No matter what, Ye would never let someone who was kind to him die.
Zuo Yingsi naturally saw Chu Ye's thoughts at a glance, "I knew Fan Jianfeng was dangerous, so I let me go, but why did you go there yourself? Tell you, I won't leave, you have to go and fight for the sect."
Please help, I am also a disciple of the Brahma Sword Sect, and even more so a disciple of the Punishment Hall, how could I possibly escape alone!"
Zuo Yingsi had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, she spread the Kunpeng wings behind her and nimbly dodged the surrounding attacks.
Seeing that he could not persuade Zuo Yingsi at all, Chu Ye could only continue to send out mental attacks to resist all kinds of attacks coming towards them.
After waking up from that wonderful state, Chu Ye's biggest gain was that his soul state had been greatly improved, even reaching a state that Chu Ye could not believe.
Moreover, there are some golden mist floating in the sea of consciousness. With the help of these golden mist, the power of Chu Ye's mental attack has been greatly improved. It is precisely because of these golden mist that he
Only with his Eye of Deception can he use the recently awakened soul-shaking move, can he kill thirteen junior martial emperors at once, and can he subdue Jiang Yangqiu with one blow.
It's a pity that these golden mists gradually dissipate with the continuous use of mental attacks. When all these golden mists disappear, his attack power may not be that strong.
Chu Ye shook his head with a little regret. Although he was a little regretful, he didn't find it unacceptable.
It allows him to exert stronger mental attacks during this period of time, which is already very satisfying to him.
His eyes quickly scanned the blade of the Fanjian, and Chu Ye soon saw the person he was looking for in one of the most intense fighting arenas.
There, an old man was covered in blood, but his eyes were still firm, as if he could fight like this until the last moment.
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"Sad Spring and Autumn, you are still able to survive the poison in your body. Our brothers really want to express our admiration for you. You are a good man. As long as you are willing to surrender to our Blood Moon Pavilion, not only will we not kill you, but we will also cure you.
Are you willing to be poisoned?"
Bei Chunqiu has experienced a great war. At this moment, he cannot even control the world, let alone use spiritual energy to suppress the restless poison in his body. He can only rely on his strong fighting instinct to fight. His strength has dropped significantly. After fighting for so long, his body is already scarred.
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If it weren't for the fact that the Wang brothers from the Blood Moon Pavilion on the opposite side admired his character and were careful not to make a fatal move during the fight, I'm afraid Bei Chunqiu would have died long ago.
But even so, Sad Spring and Autumn could not hold on for long.
"Ha ha!"
Sad Chunqiu, who was already at the end of his strength, was still very open-minded when he smiled. He looked at the corpses of his old brother Zuowangfeng who had followed him for millions of years, and the corpse of Luo Hangyi who was killed by random swords, and shook his head.
Shake his head.
"Wang Qiang, Wang Zhuang, if your brothers' friends died in front of you, one of your beloved disciples was killed without a trace, and one died of betrayal, would you surrender?!"
Wang Qiang, the brother of the Wang brothers, nodded, "If it were me, I would never surrender. But Sad Spring and Autumn, you are unwilling to surrender for the sake of your brothers and disciples, but don't you also think about your daughter? Without your protection, your
My daughter can’t even hope to survive!”
Mentioning his daughter, his sad expression also changed a little, but he quickly shook his head, "There are no intact eggs under the overturned nest. If the Brahma Sword Sect is really destroyed today, what is the fear of my father and daughter going to hell together! But!
If I abandon my sect and surrender to the enemy to protect myself, my daughter will be ashamed to have me as a father!"
"It's just that, after all, I owe her a lot, but I have no chance to make up for it..."
What Sad Chunqiu loves most in this life is his daughter, but the one who owes him the most in this life is also her.
"A good man and a good father! In this case, there is nothing more to say. Sad Spring and Autumn, after killing you, I will bury you and your daughter together, and no one will insult your bodies."
Wang Qiang stretched out his hand and wiped it on the long sword. The sharp long sword immediately pierced the palm of his hand, and the blood stained the long sword. This was exactly what a swordsman would do when facing a respected opponent.
Seeing this, his younger brother Wang Zhuang also wiped the sword with his hand and held the sword again, without the previous restraint.
The battle between the two sects has reached a critical moment. Although he is reluctant to kill Bei Chunqiu, he can no longer waste time on him. Since he cannot persuade him to surrender, let's just kill him!
"Well done!"
Sad Chunqiu laughed, but spit out a stream of blood again from his mouth. The spiritual energy in his body could no longer suppress his poison.
Sad Chunqiu still did not put down his sword, but his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Zuowang Peak, where his daughter was.
However……
"bite!"
With a crisp sound, Sad Chunqiu did not feel any pain. Instead, the Wang brothers in front of him dropped their swords at the same time, hugging their heads and crying.
"you!"
Looking at the two boys and girls who suddenly appeared in front of him, Bei Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, but then he looked stern and said, "Why are you here, and why haven't you left yet!"
Sad Chunqiu knew something about the sect's plan. The two people in front of him, Chu Ye and Zuo Yingsi, were all geniuses that the sect had placed its hope on. Logically speaking, they should have secretly left the Brahma Sword Sect. If the Brahma Sword Sect was safe, it would be fine.
, but if the Brahma Sword Sect is really destroyed, they will be the last fire of the Brahma Sword Sect and the hope for a comeback.
But now, these two people appear here!
Isn’t this a search for death?
Sad Chunqiu, who had not changed his expression in the face of death just now, now looked anxious.
However, neither of the two people on the opposite side spoke. Zuo Yingsi had already pounced on the Wang brothers immediately. Without any courtesy, he struck one sword at a time and directly sent the long sword into the hearts of the Wang brothers. He was also famous in the Blood Moon Pavilion.
The existence of the King of Martial Arts, the Wang brothers who mastered the art of combined attack at the sixth level of King Wu, died in the hands of Zuo Yingsi, who only had the cultivation level of King Wu.
At the same time, Chu Ye took out a box from the storage ring with some trembling.
"Sad...Senior, I have been entrusted by an old friend to give you a check."