But just when the two sides were at war with each other, I saw a masked man coming out of the group of Western Heaven Sect masters behind them.
"Wanqiu, come back."
I quickly took a closer look and saw that the masked man's figure looked a little weathered, and his voice sounded like he was a little older.
But what makes me suspicious is that the voice of this masked man feels slightly familiar to me, but I can't remember who the owner of this voice is.
I stared at the masked man, and he looked up at me, his eyes extremely calm.
My left eye froze slightly, wanting to use the refined Kunpeng Eye to see through the true face of this masked man!
But unfortunately, even if I used the Kunpeng Eye, I could only see a very blurry face under this man's mask. It was difficult to tell who it was...
The masked man didn't care about my scrutiny. He called Zheng Wanchu back in just one sentence.
"This masked man seems to have a much higher status than Zheng Wanchou?" I was secretly surprised.
As soon as Zheng Wanchou was called back, Zhao Shijie came to Sakyamuni very rudely.
With Zhao Shijie's temperament, he will definitely not give up until he seeks revenge against Sakyamuni and regains his place.
But I am also a little worried. The wound on Zhao Shijie's shoulder is very serious. He is still angry and may not realize the impact of the wound on himself for a while. But if he really fights Shakya Luo, if he cannot fight quickly
It’s a quick decision, it’s not yet certain who will win and who will lose.
After all, when these masters fight, sometimes a small injury can affect the performance of both parties, not to mention that there is a deep wound on Zhao Shijie's shoulder...
"Sakara, do you dare to fight with me?" Zhao Shijie said angrily.
Sakyamuni squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Wanchou and the masked man.
"What do you two senior brothers think?" Shakya Luo said calmly.
The masked man did not speak, but Zheng Wanchou said: "Fight, don't lose our identity as disciples of King Ming."
"Senior brother, don't worry..."
Sakyamuni smiled slightly and then faced Zhao Shijie.
Zhao Shijie yelled angrily and held the willow sword in his hand tightly. Blood flowed from his shoulder to his hand. The unstoppable blood also made his face start to turn a little pale.
But his character was like this. He opened the bow without turning back. Zhao Shijie gritted his teeth at this time and quickly gathered all the energy in his body. At the same time, he sealed the wound on his shoulder to prevent blood from flowing out.
"Deacon Zheng, the three Ming Kings have always admired you..." Sakyamuni said.
"Stop talking nonsense, you sneak attack on me, if I don't kill you today, I swear you won't be a human being!"
Zhao Shijie didn't say much, raised the willow sword in his hand and rushed over!
Zhao Shijie has a straightforward temper, and he will repay every kindness he has received. But at the same time, if someone attacks him, he will kill them even if they risk their lives!
At this time, looking at Zhao Shijie who did not hesitate to attack Sakyamuni, I couldn't help but admire him!
With such an outspoken nature, no matter if he is one of his own or his enemy, if he offends him, he will not hesitate to do it to him!
This is the real bet on life and death, just do it if you don’t feel comfortable!
Zhao Shijie had already rushed over and slashed down hard with the willow sword in his hand. In an instant, I felt the sky change color!
With this sword strike, Zhao Shijie almost spared no effort and used all his strength to kill Shakya Luo in one fell swoop!
After all, he knew in his heart that he was seriously injured. It would be best if the battle could be resolved quickly, but if it dragged on, it would undoubtedly be the most detrimental to him...
As soon as Zhao Shijie made a move, Sakyamuni was not polite and slashed his withered palm down, directly resisting Zhao Shijie's willow sword.
A few minutes ago, Zhao Shijie was dueling with me, and a few minutes later, he was facing Sakyamuni again.
It is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. This is absolutely true. Fatty Xia and Deng Youde, who were scolding Zhao Shijie just now, were already cheering for Zhao Shijie in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Zhao, come on, kill that old bald ass!"
"Brother Zhao, there is no need to be polite to us. This old bald ass has been tolerated by me for a long time. I will beat him hard..."
With Fatty Xia and Deng Youde as a pair of living treasures, the originally grim battlefield suddenly became a little more lively.
The dream girl on the side covered her mouth and snickered, saying that this Zhao Shijie was really manly.
And Kong Yuan was also watching Zhao Shijie's every move, wanting to learn his sword skills again from his moves...
Suddenly, I, who was the busiest on the battlefield, became the most idle.
Zhao Shijie is fighting against Sakyamuni here, and the reason is because of the bet I made. Now that Zhao Shijie is fighting for Sakyamuni in order to fulfill the bet, I, the client, will naturally not stay out of it.
I secretly looked at the masters of the Xitian Sect on Zheng Wanchu's side. I didn't recognize any of those people, but only the masked man always seemed familiar to me.
But I couldn't see his true face clearly with Kunpeng's Eye. For a moment, my heart was scratching with the claws of a cat, and I was extremely curious.
The masked man also saw me at this time, cast his gaze over, and gave me a meaningful look...
When I saw it, I became even more suspicious!
But I am sure that I definitely know this masked man, but he may be hiding himself and not wanting me to notice it...
The duel between Zhao Shijie and Sakyamuni continues on the battlefield.
The two people who were originally comrades-in-arms now both showed real fire!
But as time goes by, Zhao Shijie's side obviously gradually falls into a disadvantage...
My guess was not wrong, and as expected, I soon saw that Sakyamuni had found a flaw in Zhao Shijie, and then struck it down with one palm without hesitation!
Zhao Shijie hurriedly turned around to resist, but this Sakyamuni was also very cunning. He flashed out of the way, leaving only Zhao Shijie's back. After Zhao Shijie slashed the air with his sword, he suddenly appeared behind Zhao Shijie!
Then, Sakyamuni struck out with another palm, heading straight for Zhao Shijie's shoulder!
Zhao Shijie's shoulder originally had a large wound that was deep enough to see the bone. He finally used the energy in his body to seal the wound for a while, but unexpectedly, the ruthless Sakyamuni attacked his wound again!
Without any surprise, Sakyamuni struck Zhao Shijie firmly on the shoulder with his palm!
A fierce roar sounded, and Zhao Shijie slashed with his sword, but Sakyamuni easily dodged it.
And looking at Zhao Shijie himself, his face was pale at this time, and his shoulders were bleeding profusely!
The wound that had been successfully sealed now has another wound with similar lethality!
When the two wounds crossed, half of Zhao Shijie's shoulder was bleeding.
Zhao Shijie leaned on the ground with his sword, his face was covered with sweat, and his shoulders were bleeding...
My pupils shrank when I saw it. Zhao Shijie and Sakyamuni may usually be equally matched in terms of moral conduct, but at the moment, the injured Zhao Shijie can be said to be no match for Sakyamuni.
Shakya Luo struck down with his palm without hesitation, and Zhao Shijie was hit hard immediately!
Zhao Shijie spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body suddenly seemed languid...
"Sakara, what else will you do besides sneak attacks?" Zhao Shijie said angrily.
Sakyamuni sneered when he heard this, and said: "As long as you can succeed, any attack is valuable..."
Zhao Shijie's body began to be unable to bear it now. There was too much blood on his body, and he suddenly couldn't hold it on...
But Sakyamuni had no intention of stopping!
In the blink of an eye, Shakya Luo came forward to attack again, and this time, his offensive was even worse!
Zhao Shijie quickly raised his sword to block it!
But without any surprise, Zhao Shijie was knocked away several meters away by Sakyamuni again.
Zhao Shijie fell heavily to the ground, and another large mouthful of blood spurted out. With blood pouring from his shoulders, it can be said that his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced...
"Deacon Zhao, you are a famous person in the Xitian Sect, but unfortunately, for a broken bet, you have to risk your life here." Shakya Luo said coldly.
The veins on Zhao Shijie's face were exposed, without any fear.
At this moment, I heard the masked man who had not spoken just now speak.
The masked man looked at Zhao Shijie and said: "Deacon Zhao, you are the person brought back by King Ming personally. As long as you don't fulfill the bet, you will still be my deacon of the Xitian Sect..."
The masked man was obviously trying to step down for Zhao Shijie, and he didn't want to lose such a master.
But the masked man's kind words did not make Zhao Shijie feel the slightest bit moved.
Zhao Shijie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up again with difficulty.
He said: "Thank you for your kindness. I, Zhao Shijie, have never said that I will rebel against the Xitian Sect. I just want to fulfill my bet... I will also end my words today. Unless Sakyamuni dies, otherwise I, Zhao Shijie, will forever
Never return to Xitian Sect again!"
"Zhao Shijie, are you determined to do this?" Zheng Wanchou said with some displeasure.
"Yes, I, Zhao Shijie, know very well how you treat me and how Zhou Lingfeng treats me. To be honest, after twenty years in Xitian Sect, I feel that I have not lived as well as I did in Maoshan for half a month. In Maoshan,
Only then did I know what friendship is between teachers and what trust is, and in the Xitian Sect, I gained nothing except killing..."
"Huh, since you like Maoshan so much, why did you help us attack Maoshan?" Zheng Wanchou sneered.
Zhao Shijie's eyes became a little darker, and he said: "In order to repay King Ming's life-saving grace, you and I will attack Maoshan together, but at this moment, I regret it. I have been killing for twenty years, and this is the first time I feel so unwilling.
Reluctant to give up…”
Zhao Shijie's words made my heart skip a beat, and Fatty Xia and the others behind them had even more moved expressions on their faces.
If there is still a chance, Zhao Shijie may really not cooperate with the Xitian Sect, but this is fate. What has happened, how can it be repeated?
Zhao Shijie showed regret, but at this time, Sakyamuni had no intention of giving him another chance to speak.
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Sakyamuni's figure suddenly disappeared, and then, an afterimage enveloped Zhao Shijie. At this time, Zhao Shijie was extremely weak and could no longer resist...