"Not running?"

Wu Wenkang saw Cheng Wu stop and immediately stopped, the same as Cheng Wu's thoughts, he didn't want to just arrest Cheng Wu back, it didn't make the slightest sense.

Wangshulou was only targeting Xu An from beginning to end, and Wangshulou wanted to know Xu An's motive for coming here, so Chengwu couldn't die, and he couldn't be in the Forget Worry Pavilion.

If Cheng Wu was in the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, he believed that he would not dare to run to Wangshu Tower to save people if he gave Xu An a hundred dares, so he thought about driving Cheng Wu outside Sanhe Town, as long as Xu An couldn't help but make a move, he would have a reason to take Xu An to Wangshu Tower, and when he arrived at Wangshu Tower, he didn't have to worry about him not being honest, because Wu Wenkang was the elder of Forget Worry Pavilion, and he had many ways to make these two people speak.

"Don't run away. Cheng Wu sat on the spot and said lightly.

"It seems that you are not only righteous and angry, but you are not stupid. But I can't go back and do it just sitting here. Wu Wenkang walked towards Cheng Wu step by step, slowly revealing a sly smile.

But Cheng Wu still sat still, he knew that he was not Wu Wenkang's opponent, and all he could do was do nothing.

Wu Wenkang was already standing in front of Cheng Wu.

"Are you sure you won't run?" said Wu Wenkang as he bent down and looked down at Cheng Wu.

Cheng Wu didn't answer him, just sat quietly in place and didn't move.

Wu Wenkang straightened up, shook his head helplessly, and then kicked Cheng Wu hard.

Cheng Wu felt like his body was about to fall apart after receiving this blow, and he didn't know how many bones he had broken, and he fell heavily behind him, grappling with both hands on the ground, as if he wanted to take a step back.

Cheng Wu was lying on the ground panting, his chest was rising and falling obviously, and his hands were already worn out and bleeding, but he just lay there and didn't make any other movements.

Wu Wenkang walked step by step, always with a smile on his face, did not speak again, and kicked Cheng Wu in the abdomen again.

Cheng Wu then rolled back from the ground, grabbed the ground under him with his bumpy and bleeding hands, and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in pain after stopping.

"Can you still go?" Wu Wenkang walked up to Cheng Wu and looked down at Cheng Wu on the ground.

But Cheng Wu didn't reply, just lay on the ground and looked at the sky above.

Wu Wenkang shook his head, and then kicked it again.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a voice came, and Wu Wenkang's raised leg froze in mid-air, and after a slight hesitation, he kicked Cheng Wu heavily.

Cheng Wu's fingertips have been worn off a large part, ten fingers are dripping with blood, and the clothes on his body have been worn to tatters, lying on the ground and struggling to wipe off the blood clots that affect his breathing from his mouth and nose.

"I'll tell you to stop!" the voice continued.

"Young landlord, I can't go back to pay if I let him go like this. Wu Wenkang said to the rear with a little embarrassment.

That voice was Yun Wangshu, she was supposed to be on the mountain, but she still came to the bottom of the mountain.

"There's no point in you doing this, if he wants to come, he will come, even if you throw his body in Trois-Rivières he doesn't want to. Yun Wangshu squinted at Wu Wenkang and said.

Although Wu Wenkang was unwilling to give up, he still didn't dare to go against Yun Wangshu, because he saw the killing intent in Yun Wangshu's eyes, and he would naturally not be afraid of her if he really wanted to fight, but Yun Wangshu was not only Yun Wangshu, but also the daughter of Lord Moon and the future successor of Wangshu Tower.

"Yes. Wu Wenkang stopped his movements and looked ahead carefully.

Yun Wangshu also quietly looked at the position in the east, not knowing what he was thinking.

The room was quiet, and only Cheng Wu's heavy gasps and painful coughing could be heard from time to time.

On Taiyin Mountain.

"Why is the Sword Saint here?" the Moon God asked, looking at the middle-aged man.

"I'm coming to see someone. Ji Dongli returned. His voice was very special, as if it were not words coming out of his mouth, but countless sword sounds.

"He came to save people, you come to see people, Sword Spirit Gate, Spirit Academy is actually just here for a teenager, I am really more and more interested in that young man, but it's a pity that the pavilion master is not here today. Luna laughed twice and said.

"Maybe we're not talking about one person, the Spirit Refining Pavilion has never liked these things, and the Pavilion Master is afraid that he won't come. Ji Dongli shook his head with a smile and said.

"Since Lord Sword Saint wants to see it, then continue to read it, and I will naturally not stop Shulou. Luna-sama continued.

Although he said this politely, the meaning is obvious, if you come to see it, then look at it honestly, we won't bother with you, but if you do it, then I won't care about it, this is also the absolute confidence of the moon god as a strong man, even if you are the sword saint Ji Dongli comes, I can only look at it honestly.

"I'd like to see Lord Luna's sword. Ji Dongli's eyes met the eyes of Lord Moon God and said.

"Oh, can the Sword Saint bring a sword?" said the Moon God, staring at Ji Dongli with slightly narrowed eyes.

Naturally, he didn't ask Ji Dongli if he had a weapon, for Ji Dongli, who was known as the Sword Saint, it didn't matter if he brought a weapon or not, because this man was the sharpest sword in the world, and his danger was far greater than all the famous swords on Ji Dongli's pedigree.

"Nope. Hearing this, Ji Dongli thought carefully for a while, and then spoke back. Even as a sword saint, he didn't dare to go against Wangshulou.

"Since the Sword Master doesn't have a sword, he won't be able to see my sword, but I can give it to you later. Lord Moon God looked at the broken star in Yang Hejiu's hand and said.

Although he was not afraid of Ji Dongli or the Sword Spirit Gate, he didn't want to fight Yang Hejiu and Ji Dongli at the same time, so he simply thought about letting Ji Dongli honestly watch and not interfere, he believed that Ji Dongli, as a sword saint, should be very willing to take over this Star Crush, which ranked third in the Ji Sword Spectrum.

"Thank you, Luna, then. Ji Dongli chuckled and said, and then stared at Yang Hejiu quietly, wanting to see how he was going to respond.

Yang Hejiu saluted Ji Dongli very seriously, as if to thank him for choosing not to interfere, for the two parties, Ji Dongli's existence is a variable, and the situation on Wangshulou's side is slightly better, Yang Hejiu naturally does not expect Ji Dongli to help him, so the moon god and Yang Hejiu have a tacit understanding and hope that Ji Dongli can choose to watch honestly and not interfere.

Ji Dongli smiled slightly awkwardly and didn't make any other moves.

"I'm not going to kill you, you just leave your sword behind and go on your own. Lord Moon God turned to Yang Hejiu and said.

"Thank you, Lord Luna, but I'd like to try it anyway. ”

"Well, you're good, if you win you can go, if you lose you can go. Lord Lunais nodded.

Yang Hejiu didn't speak again, nodded seriously, and was about to make a move with the sword in his left hand.

Ji Dongli looked at this picture seriously, he had never seen Lord Moon make a move, and he had not seen Yang Hejiu, but he would not despise the young man in front of him because he had not seen this person, although he was confident as a sword saint, he would not despise everyone.

What's more important is that Yang Hejiu is holding the third-ranked star shatter in the sword spectrum, so as soon as Yang Hejiu makes a move, it will be his strongest attack, because he is not facing anyone else, but the owner of Wangshu Tower, the Moon God who is respected by the world, even Ji Dongli himself does not dare to say that he is sure of victory in the face of the Moon God.

A fledgling man came to Taiyin Mountain with a single sword and said to Lord Moon God in front of him that I want to save someone from you, which will sound ridiculous to others, but it is precisely because it is ridiculous that it will be more respectable, so Ji Dongli is not ready to make a move.

Or Ji Dongli knew that he was not qualified to make a move, and compared to Yang Hejiu, he didn't even have the courage to hold a sword, so he smiled awkwardly in the face of Yang Hejiu's salute.

Yang Hejiu raised his sword in front of him and took out his sword!

Yang Hejiu didn't move, and his sword didn't move, but Ji Dongli knew that he had already taken out his sword.

Lord Moon God was a little disappointed in the face of this sword, because he didn't see the indomitable momentum, nor did he see the courage to break the cauldron, what he saw from this sword or these countless swords was bland, yes, it was very bland, ordinary and even lackluster.

Although this sword was very ordinary in the eyes of Lord Luna, the picture shown was very unusual, like brilliant fireworks exploding in the sky, and countless swords fell one after another, heading straight for Lord Luna's head.

Hundreds of sword lights, no, thousands of sword lights slipped and fell from the sky, like meteors, mixed with the sword intent of the famous sword star shattering straight towards Taiyin Mountain, vowing to tear the entire mountain to pieces.

Everyone on the Wangshu Tower stared at this sword in surprise.

Ji Dongli looked at this sword and couldn't understand it, he thought that Yang Hejiu's first sword would be his strongest attack, but he never wanted to adopt such a way, actually consuming his spiritual power so uncontrollably.

At their stage, the strong people do not think that more is stronger, and they will dissipate like fireworks in the sky before they can land, and the meteorite outside the sky is just one but it is enough to bring disaster.

Lord Luna's arm was raised lightly, and the flying sword in the sky shattered like dust, and disappeared without even a trace before it could fall, without the slightest trace of it.

Ji Dongli shook his head with some disappointment, facing Lord Moon God with such an attack could definitely be regarded as an insult, in his eyes, Yang Hejiu's behavior was completely disrespectful to his opponent.

But in the next moment, the lightsabers formed by the condensation of these spiritual powers converged towards a sword, and there was only one sword in the field, yes, that was the star shatter in Yang Hejiu's hand!

Although the flying sword formed by the condensation of spiritual power was smashed by Lord Luna but still exists, shattering does not mean erasing, it is Yang Hejiu's own spiritual power, Yang Hejiu manipulates these spiritual powers to reassemble and gather, and all of them are gathered into a sword in his hand.

Ji Dongli's eyes lit up when he looked at this scene, because he didn't expect Yang Hejiu's later move to be like this, first break and then stand!

Lord Moon looked at Yang Hejiu and nodded slightly, he never thought that a person they had never met would actually use a way they never expected to win their respect.