Click, click, click

The Celestial Mirror suddenly showed cracks, and then shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, turning into powder.

Jianyu thundered and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, the wheel of life and death of the heavens crushed down.

Directly crush him into a ball of minced meat and burst directly!

"Rouge tears, stay drunk, when is it heavy?"

Wei Wenchang continued to chant, and in another flash, he was in front of Yue Yuming.

The moon was shocked.

He didn't even resist, he turned around and ran.

What are you kidding, although they are all martial saints, he has never been good at actual combat, and the combat effectiveness of Susanoo and Jian Yulei is far above him.

These two people have been crushed by Wei Wenchang's Heavenly Wheel of Life and Death, one injured and one died.

He reads his life every month, what does he rely on to stop this man?

Can you escape?

The answer is clearly no.

The wheel of life and death of the heavens, which was held up by 126,000 gods, only lightly pressed on Yue Yuming's body, and he was immediately imprisoned.

The Celestial Seal was directly shattered into powder.

And then it was him, who also followed in the footsteps of Jianyu Thunder, and directly burst into a ball of flesh and blood, flying in the air, just like a firework blooming, just blood-colored fireworks, no matter how they looked, they were weird.

"Rouge tears, stay drunk, when is it heavy? Since people grow and hate water, they grow up. ”

Wei Wenchang finally finished reciting the prime minister's happy rhyme.

The last wheel of heavenly life and death emerged from him.

smashed into the remaining twenty-five martial arts saints.

At this moment, he incarnated as Changhong.

At this moment, he was in tune.

Heaven does not give birth to Wei Wenchang, and martial arts are as eternal as a long night.

The twenty-five martial arts saints also burst one after another, turning into blood-colored fireworks one after another.

Bang bang –

This is probably a rare windy scene in the world.

Wei Wenchang closed his fist.

He stood up straight, looked at the vision, and whispered, "It's so beautiful." Susu, did you see that? This is the fireworks I set off for you. ”

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried.

Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.

Rouge tears, stay drunk, when is it heavy?

Since people grow and hate water, they grow up.

This song "Seeing Joy" is his wife, his lover, and his favorite lyrics.

Susanoo, like a dead dog, lay on the ground, he watched the blood-colored fireworks bloom one by one, his lips were open, and he couldn't say a word.

The cherry blossoms are still flying.

The setting sun gradually faded into its last rays.

The twilight in the mountains and forests is particularly quiet and beautiful.

"They're all dead."

Susanoo said, "The two thousand years of Japanese cultivation in the world, this battle has all been folded here, and Great Japan is coming to an end." ”

He said to himself.

"I have a little friend, his name is Lu Yu, he said a word to me, I think it makes sense, I'll pass him on to you."

Wei Wenchang looked at him and said lightly, "A person who does something wrong should pay the price." Whether you are a prince or a commoner, there is always a price, so that the world can be called justice. These people who died just now, they may have done many wrong things in their lives, but because they are strong enough, no one can make them pay. But this truth, in my Wei Wenchang, does not make sense. Because I'm stronger than them. ”

"If they provoke me, I'll kill them all." Wei Wenchang looked at Susanoo, "Are you convinced?" ”

"Yes." Susanoo nodded.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Wei Wenchang asked again.

"I don't know." Susanoo shook his head.

Wei Wenchang said: "The injuries on your body are very serious. But you are the last martial saint left in Japan now, and the entire Japanese cultivation community will definitely cure you at all costs. Otherwise, all the combat power of the Japanese cultivation world was wiped out by two-thirds of my Wei Wenchang alone, and in the absence of a martial saint town, it would really be over, and I wouldn't even be able to survive. ”

Susanoo was puzzled.

"I'm going to die, too."

Wei Wenchang said, "I once told Lu Yu to give him time to grow up and let him fight with me, but now it seems that I, Wei Wenchang, am going to lose my trust once." So, it's up to you to fight this battle for me. ”

Wei Wenchang smiled, "You help me bring this sentence to Lu Yu, he owes me and will help me complete this matter." ”

"Mr. Wei - this, how could the young man surnamed Lu survive?" Susanoo said.

It's just a congenital mid-level martial artist, fifty innate masters surround and suppress him, plus Beichen Yi, a madman at the "quasi-saint" level, how could Lu Yu not die here?

"Because—" Wei Wenchang smiled, "Lao Tzu won't let him die here." ”

He looked at Susanoo, "Lao Tzu's name is Wei Wenchang, what Lao Tzu said, that's the truth." ”

After Wei Wenchang finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and in the void, a wheel of heavenly life and death emerged from his body and went straight to Lu Yu-

And this man named Wei Wenchang fell into a deep sleep forever.

But his body still stands in the cherry blossom petals in the sky, like a god in the world, standing still.

This spring.

Cherry blossoms.

Dust Egyptian wilderness.

A generation of grandmasters, Wei Wenchang.

Soldier.

……

Lu Yu fell.

He got up again.

I don't know how many times.

But he still got up.

Dusting off the dust on his body, he spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looked at Beichenyi who was standing in front of him, and said disdainfully: "Son, be stronger, you and me, it's really not cool at all." ”

"It seems that you are really not afraid of death at all." Beichenyi said.

"Afraid, how not afraid, death is nothing. Lao Tzu is so rich now, and there are so many beautiful girls around me, wine and wealth, Lao Tzu is not lacking like that, how can he be willing to die? But you won't be naïve to think that I will wag my tail and beg for mercy with you, there is a kind of person in this world who would rather die than lose his pride and dignity, sorry son, you Lao Tzu and I am such a person, what sense of accomplishment do you want to find in me, that is you looking for the wrong object. ”

Lu Yu took a deep breath and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Good."

Beichenyi sneered and said no more.

"Beichen-kun, just in case you have a lot of dreams at night, let's kill this kid directly!"

"Yes, Beichen-kun, this kid is really not afraid of death, don't give him any chance to turn the tables."

Behind Beichen Yi, there were about twenty warriors who spoke one after another.

Naturally, they were the other warriors who were searching for Lu Yu, and they had already searched for them, but with Beichenyi, a madman, in front, they didn't dare to overstep their bounds and kill Lu Yu directly.

In that case, Beichenyi, a madman, could turn the knife head and slaughter them in turn.

After all, Beichenyi is an out-and-out madman.

For a madman, there is nothing he really can't do.

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