Even if you die, you cannot fall into the hands of this person!
Lin Zhiyun's eyes flashed with a look of determination, and she used her last bit of strength to wipe a sword on her neck.
However, her jade arm had just been raised a few inches, but it fell to the ground feebly.
The injuries caused by Shen Wei's blow just now were so severe that she was unable to even commit suicide.
Seeing that he was about to hit Lin Zhiyun's lower abdomen, Shen Wei's movements suddenly stopped, but within a few inches of distance, his palm could not be pressed down.
The two of them felt something in their hearts, as if they had made an appointment, they both turned their heads and looked into the depths of the cave.
In the originally dark and gloomy cave, a figure shining with golden light appeared at some point.
"Zhong Wen!"
After seeing this person's face clearly, Lin Zhiyun and Shen Wei exclaimed in surprise at the same time.
The same two words were spoken by two people, but their tone was completely opposite.
Shen Wei's eyes were red and he was gnashing his teeth. His eyes when he looked at Zhong Wen were full of disgust and hatred, as if he had a grudge against him for killing his father and taking away his wife.
This feeling of hatred comes from deep within the soul and is completely beyond the control of reason.
On the other hand, Lin Zhiyun's face was full of joy, her eyes were shining, and there was a slight blush on her originally pale face, as if a pregnant girl had met her sweetheart.
At this time, the young man in gold clothes was, for some reason, handsome and charming. Even though she was indifferent by nature and had a calm mood, her heartbeat was still racing involuntarily, and she was almost overcome with emotion.
"You bastard, go to hell!"
The disgust from the bottom of his heart became stronger and stronger, and finally he could no longer suppress it. Shen Wei roared angrily, and his figure suddenly rose. The realm of sluggishness instantly enveloped all directions, and his whole person turned into a shadow, covering his ears with lightning speed. He rushed towards Zhong Wen, raised his right hand high, a black flame blade rose from his palm, and stabbed the young man's heart fiercely, "Yanqie!"
Zhong Wen seemed to have been prepared for it. His muscles all over his body bulged, and he instantly transformed into a golden man. The shadow of a dragon hovered under his feet, and his whole body gradually disappeared in place.
The next moment, he somehow bypassed Shen Wei's fierce offensive and appeared directly next to Lin Zhiyun.
"Sister Palace Master, are you okay?"
A burly muscular man with shining golden light spoke to the beautiful woman in an extremely gentle tone and showed great concern. The scene suddenly became strange and inconsistent.
"Death, I can't die." Lin Zhiyun raised her head and glanced at him, her cheeks once again blushed. She quickly turned her head and stared at the ground, whispering, "You can't stop using your spiritual skills. It's really too much." A bit..."
At this time, she had already reacted and knew that the reason why the muscular man in front of her looked so attractive was probably because of the weird magic skill "Tihua Show".
"Take this pill."
Zhong Wen smiled slightly, but did not leave the "show of flowers". He just took out a Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill from the ring and thoughtfully brought it to Lin Zhiyun's lips, "Have a good rest and let me vent your anger!"
This kid!
Lin Zhiyun glared at him angrily, but as soon as her eyes touched the muscular man's delicate face, she couldn't help but her heartbeat quickened, her cheeks became hot, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him again.
However, deep down in her heart, she was still slightly moved.
Based on her understanding of Zhong Wen, she certainly knew that this usually playful and smiling young man would not really rely on his magic skills to attract women. The reason why he always maintained his beautiful appearance was probably to attract all the firepower of the other party. to himself to prevent her from being hurt again.
A Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill entered her abdomen, and Lin Zhiyun felt waves of gentle medicinal power flowing through her body along the eight extraordinary meridians, and then gathered at her back. The pain at the wound was immediately relieved by most, and she could clearly feel that her physical strength was rapidly recovering. .
Seeing that the palace master's sister's condition had improved, Zhong Wen smiled at her, then slowly stood up and turned to look in the direction of Shen Wei.
Suddenly purple energy filled his body, golden light shone, and he exuded an unparalleled domineering aura.
The muscular man who was gentle and amiable a moment ago suddenly turned into a powerful and domineering CEO muscular man who is as tall as an emperor!
"Damn ants, how dare you hurt my woman!"
His face was gloomy and his expression was indifferent, but his eyes burst out with terrifying light, and his voice was as loud as a bell, making people's eardrums hurt, "You will pay the price!"
At this moment, he released all kinds of martial arts and spiritual skills such as Purple Qi from the East, Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique, Flower Show, Bastard Qi and Territory Breaking True Dragon Qi. The air flow around him surged crazily and the space crackled. The sound, the momentum is as powerful as any saint in the world.
Hearing him use the four words "my woman" to describe herself, Lin Zhiyun's pretty face turned red again, and she couldn't help but spat lightly, as if she wanted to refute him, but she finally endured it.
"Asshole! I am the master of the third hall of the 'Dark Temple', the supreme saint!"
Shen Wei is such a proud and arrogant person. He was called "an ant" by a young man who was not in the realm of a saint, but he taught him how to endure it. He immediately became furious and his veins popped out, "I think you are tired of living!"
A majestic black fire dragon with a ferocious face appeared out of thin air in the cave. Its body was circling, breathing dragon breath from its mouth, and it pounced towards Zhong Wen with a terrifying power that could destroy the world.
Facing one of the most powerful killing moves of the "Dark Temple", the "Soul-Eating Flame Dragon Kill", Zhong Wen was not afraid at all. He directly raised his right arm and punched it hard.
"boom!"
The fist and the fire dragon collided together, erupting with an earth-shattering momentum. Terrifying air waves swept across all directions. Countless stones flew up from the ground and collided with the surrounding cave walls, making crisp crackling sounds.
Then, in Shen Wei's astonished eyes, his most proud offensive technique was shattered into pieces by Zhong Wen, and sporadic black flames spattered in all directions, falling on the cave wall and the ground one after another. It still failed to cause any damage to this mysterious cave.
"Ant, die!"
Zhong Wen succeeded with the blow and did not pause. Instead, he pursued the victory and took several steps forward. He rushed in front of Shen Wei in an instant and punched forward again. He was completely in a desperate posture.
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
Seeing that he was at a disadvantage in the head-on confrontation with the Spirit Lord, Shen Wei's eyes were red and his expression was ferocious. His heart was like gnawing at thousands of ants, and he was so frantic that he wished he could show off his power in the next moment and twist off Zhong Wen's head.
"Go to hell!"
He spurted out a black flaming blade from his palm and used all his strength to stab Zhong Wen's chest. His teeth were so hard that even his lips were bitten and blood flowed.
However, although the ideals are full, the reality is always skinny.
"boom!"
The fists and palms of the two people met, and he felt an unimaginable force coming down his arm. The right half of his body instantly lost consciousness, and his whole body was ejected backwards like an arrow from a string, until he retreated several feet away. Only then did he stop his body shape.
On the other hand, Zhong Wen's posture was straight and unmoving, his feet never taking a step away.
It is clear at a glance which one is stronger and which one is weaker between the two.
That’s not true!
I am a saint, he is just a spiritual master!
Why can't I beat him?
Shen Wei's expression became more and more violent, and he had a vague look of madness.
No!
I can never lose to him!
I don't know if it was the effect of "Tihua Show", but Shen Wei found it difficult to accept the loss to Zhong Wen from the depths of his soul. When he thought of the possibility of defeat, a crazy obsession instantly occupied his consciousness.
Fight!
His eyes were narrowed, his teeth were clenched, veins popped out on his forehead, and the muscles all over his body were tense, like a constipated person, mobilizing every cell in his body.
A fierce and manic aura spread from his body and swept around. At this moment, Shen Wei's eyes were red, and worm-like bloodshot eyes appeared in the corners of his eyes, bulged, and spread rapidly to both sides.
The black flames surrounding him suddenly expanded several feet, and the temperature in the cave increased a lot again, making it difficult to breathe and almost suffocating.
At this moment, his handsome face looked extremely ferocious, like a demon.
At this critical moment, he actually used the secret method of burning blood!
"You brat, you forced me to do this!"
Shen Wei's voice was as hoarse as a devil's, and said, "The majesty of a saint cannot be offended. Go down below and repent, Spirit Devouring Flame..."
"boom!"
However, just halfway through his powerful words, his cheek suddenly sunken deeply, as if someone had punched him hard.
Immediately afterwards, his body flew high like a kite with its string broken, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".