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Chapter 1845 Wang Zongshu's lurking

Fu Yang's spiritual consciousness sent a message: "Weike, I will resist them for a while. You quickly fly back to the shore and inform Brother Du that they are retreating. I will come soon!"

"No! Since we are Taoist couples, we must live and die together, advance and retreat together. We must block together, and we must walk together."

With an unquestionable decisiveness on his face, Wei Ke rejected Fu Yang's proposal.

He felt helpless and moved at the same time.

So he nodded: "Okay, then we, the couple, will come and meet this guy who has been lurking in the Zero Group for such a long time."

Fu Yang and Wei Ke fought side by side, their mana running rapidly, and they were ready for another battle!

Wang Zongshu still had that disdainful smile on his face, shook his head slightly and said.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, didn't I make it clear enough? Although you two are very strong, there is still a gap compared to me..."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed, and his whole body exuded a fierce and surging magical pressure!

This pressure was much stronger than before. Even Fu Yang and Wei Ke felt a terrifying aura coming towards their faces, almost giving people the illusion of suffocation.

Just this invisible pressure made Ming San next to him stagger back several steps and look at Wang Zongshu in horror.

As for the other minor characters, they were almost unable to stay suspended in the air and almost fell into the sea below...

"How could he be so strong?! How could he be so strong?"

Fu Yang's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Both he and Wei Ke couldn't believe that this guy who had previously sensed the strength of Erlu Zhenren was now bursting with power that was definitely stronger than him and Wei Ke!

Even... even if he uses the realm of death and the mysterious chessboard of heaven, he may not be able to guarantee victory.

What's more, the death realm needs to enter the state of "ecstasy". Fu Yang's performance was not smooth when Wei Ke was by his side and was not injured.

As for the mysterious chessboard of Heavenly Dao, if Fu Yang is not completely sure, he still has to be cautious when playing it.

After all, a common man is not guilty of carrying a jade!

"Get out of here quickly!"

Fu Yang and Wei Ke had no intention of continuing the fight at this time.

However, Wang Zongshu just raised his right leg and stepped down into the air!

boom!!!

There was a sound like something was exploding, and while the air was being trampled, circles of golden ripples quickly spread in all directions. In an instant, they spread over an area of ​​a kilometer in radius...

And golden sword energy shot up into the sky one after another, like a golden cage, surrounding Fu Yang and Wei Ke.

"Okay, don't leave in a hurry. Let's take a look at the feat I'm about to accomplish first."

Wang Zongshu said with a smile.

At the same time, Du Buhuo, Li Wuhuan, Hu Yidao and others on the beach in the distance also discovered anomalies on the sea. Something didn't seem right!

Du Buhuo's expression changed, and he first shouted: "No! It looks like Brother Fu and the others have encountered an accident. Let's go there quickly."

Li Wuhuan and Hu Yidao also felt that the situation was not good, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

Feeling the huge golden sword prison on the sea in the distance, exuding surging pressure, the battle on the coast and beach that was almost coming to an end also stopped...

Both the good and the evil parties were looking at the location of the violent sea shuttle.

First, some older disciples of the Laoshan Shu Sect cheered.

"Sect Master! This is the aura of the Sect Master."

"That's right! This is indeed the aura of the sect master. Although I don't know what the sect master looks like, I have felt this majestic and cold pressure up close. It must be the sect master."

"Oh my god! It turns out that the sect leader has always been by our side."

"Rush over, let's protect the sect master! Serve the sect master."

"Serve the sect master and serve the Laoshan Shu Sect."

These members of the Laoshan Magic Sect were all boiling with excitement, and regardless of the other members of the Underworld General Camp and the Teutonic Knights, they headed straight towards the sea where the Thunderbolt Sea Shuttle was located.

Du Buhuo turned to Hu Yidao and said, "No! Old Hu, let the others appease the brothers. Let's hurry over first."

"good!"

After saying that, Du Buhuo immediately controlled the mountain and river seal. Making it larger and carrying himself, Li Wuhuan and Hu Yidao turned into a white stream of light, crossing the sky and heading towards the direction of the violent sea shuttle...

clang!!!

There was a metallic trill that stung the eardrums.

The mountain and river seal collided with a golden sword energy barrier, making it impossible to move forward.

Du Buhuo was furious. Regardless of how much he had spent in the battle with Pratt, he turned red and shouted: "Shanhe Seal, force it away!"

Hoo ho ho!

White mist surged around, and the mountains and rivers rotated and collided again.

Click, boom!!!

The golden sword energy barrier was finally shattered. Du Buhuo used the mountain and river seal to rush in with Li Wuhuan and Hu Yidao, heading towards Fu Yangweike...

"Brother Fu, we are here to support you!"

At the same time, on the beach in the distance.

Platt, who was covered in wounds and bleeding from all his orifices, stood up with the help of some of his Teutonic knights.

Cough cough cough...

He was holding the dimmed Lion's Roar Sword, his eyes were dull, and he murmured to himself: "I'm still a step behind this Chinese guy."

Then he looked down at the Lion's Roaring Sword: "If you hadn't helped me resist the blow just now, I might have died."

After saying that, he started coughing up blood again, which frightened all the knights under him to look worried.

Pratt, who was seriously injured, looked into the distance: "I just didn't expect that the leader of the Laoshan Magic Sect was hidden so deeply and acted so cautiously. He actually lurked in the opponent's team? Really, haha..."

He shook his head slightly.

In the distance, in the golden sword prison that spreads over a kilometer in radius.

Wang Zongshu looked at Du Buhuo and others who had barged in, still with an indifferent smile: "Hey, we are all here, it doesn't matter. If more people come to see my performance, my all these years of forbearance will not be in vain.

.Hehehehe.”

Fu Yang and Wei Ke just looked at him coldly, with their qi locked on each other. So no one made the first move, and they seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.

Only Hu Yidao looked extremely angry.

He stood on the mountain and river seal, took a step forward, swung the gray sword in his hand suddenly, and pointed the tip of the sword at Wang Zongshu: "Old Wang! Why did you rebel? Or have you been lurking all along?

The bad guy within us.”

Seeing Hu Yidao, Wang Zongshu's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible helplessness. But he still smiled and nodded: "Old Hu, you are right. I have been lurking for decades. And I'm afraid you didn't expect that,

It’s in the name of two generations.”

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