What is that?

Wu Zhao stared at the right fist that was raised little by little. His face was more solemn than ever. Although the golden light was very soft, faintly exuding a peaceful and solemn atmosphere, it seemed to be able to cleanse away all the darkness in the world, but Wu Zhao still felt irritable and uneasy in his heart for no reason.

Seeing that the blood in Xingxing's eyes had completely faded, he had regained his indifferent appearance, and the murderous aura on his body had dissipated a lot, but the feeling he gave Wu Zhao was even more dangerous and more difficult to deal with.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers. Adhering to this truth, when he didn't know what he wanted to do, Wu Zhao took decisive measures.

Wu Zhao took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the injuries in his body, and then puffed up the true qi in his body and poured it into the Soul Slaying Sword. The Soul Slaying Sword seemed to feel the surging killing intent in the master's heart, and the sword body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and there were bursts of clear dragon groans in the air.

The momentum on Wu Zhao's body became more and more vigorous, and her eyes became brighter and firmer, but if you looked closely, it was not difficult to find that her delicate brows couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself. Although Wu Zhao used the sound of the piano to successfully induce the demons of Happy's heart, making Joy lose his mind and take the lead, but the sudden outburst of Happiness caused her to be extremely traumatized. Feeling the danger of joy, Wu Zhao had to give it a go, but this undoubtedly made her already broken meridians worse.

"Rejoice to die!" When the true qi of the whole body was running to the extreme, Wu Zhao suddenly shouted loudly, and the momentum of his whole body instantly reached its peak, and he pressed towards Xing Xing like a mountain and a sea. Before the words fell, Wu Zhao's body rushed towards Xingxing, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Xingxing, leaving only a faint afterimage in the air.

In the face of Wu Zhao's full blow, he was happy but did not move, his eyes were deep and calm, not happy or sad, and there was still a warm and compassionate smile on his face, as if he was unaware of the terrifying power contained in Wu Zhao's sword.

It wasn't until Wu Zhao's Soul Slaying Sword was handed in front of him that he was happy and shouted: "Hey! ”

"Crackle!"

The roar of joy was like an invisible hurricane, fierce and incomparable, and the porcelain within a radius of thirty meters around him exploded one after another, making the already chaotic hall even more devastating and miserable.

Wu Zhao bore the brunt of the attack, although she had been prepared, but when the roar of happiness like thunder on the flat ground exploded in her ears, her spirit inevitably appeared in a trance. Although it is only a very short moment, the battle between masters, even if it is only a very short time, may be the difference between victory and defeat.

At this moment, Xingxing finally completed his accumulation, and his right fist seemed to swing forward slowly, unpretentious, with no skill at all, and there was no sound of wind and thunder in the air, as if Xingxing's punch was too weak and weak.

However, Wu Zhao was shocked, and a storm was set off in his heart. Happy this punch seems to be unremarkable, but only Wu Zhao, who is in it, can feel how terrifying the power contained in it is.

At this moment, Wu Zhao had a feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai, and it was like being stuck in the quagmire, and the qi all over his body was locked with joy, unable to extricate himself, and there was nowhere to escape. For the first time in her life, Wu Zhao felt fear, but at this time, even if she wanted to dodge, it was in vain.

"Kill!"

The huge pressure made Wu Zhao burst out with twelve points of potential, she roared fiercely, urging her true qi to the extreme, and the speed of the soul slaying sword in her hand was one point faster, and the strength was also a few points greater.

"Dang!"

There was a loud bang, shaking the heavens and the earth, Gao Yanzong fell to the ground under his feet, he couldn't help but look back in shock, and saw Wu Zhao's body flying out upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread, until it hit the temple wall thirty meters away before stopping castration.

"Poof—"

Blood spurted wildly from Wu Zhao's mouth, staining the placket of her clothes blood-red. She looked at Xing Xing unwillingly, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but she only felt that her eyes were dark, and she couldn't support it anymore, so she fainted.

"Master!" Zhang Mingkang was chasing after Gao Yanzong, feeling the huge movement behind him and couldn't help but slow down his movements, just seeing the scene of Wu Zhao's fiasco, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Before the words fell, Zhang Mingkang quickly came to Wu Zhao's side and kept calling, but Wu Zhao's eyes were closed and there was no reaction. Seeing Wu Zhao's pale face, angry and dying, Zhang Mingkang's handsome face suddenly distorted, and his eyes were blood-red and glaring happily: "Happy, I'm going to kill you!" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Mingkang put down the martial arts, roared angrily and rushed towards the joy with his sword, like a mad tiger, full of murderous energy.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Seeing Zhang Mingkang rushing towards him frantically, a fierce color suddenly flashed in his happy eyes, and his right fist struck forward like lightning, hitting the tip of Zhang Mingkang's sword.

There was a crisp "click", but the long sword in Zhang Mingkang's hand was shattered by the joyful force, and his body was thrown out at a faster speed than when he came. The person was still in the air, and the name of the chapter was blood spraying wildly, falling heavily more than ten meters away, and he couldn't get up for half a day.

"Poof!"

A flush suddenly surged on his face, and the injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed, so he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground. He had already suffered damage to the meridians of his whole body in many places because of his madness, and now although he defeated Wu Zhaozhang and the two of them, he was not very easy.

"Uncle, I saved you, are you going to leave?"

Gao Yanzong originally saw that he was seriously injured, and he was happy in his heart, and he planned to sneak out, but he didn't want to be happy, although he turned his back to him, he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Listening to the bland but cold voice coming from behind him, Gao Yanzong couldn't help but retract his steps, and said with a wry smile: "The virtuous nephew is too worried, I saw that the virtuous nephew was injured a little, so I wanted to go out to find the imperial doctor to show you!" ”

"You're planning to mobilize the Guards against me, right? I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed! Happy slowly turned around and looked at Gao Yanzong with a smile.

The look on Gao Yanzong's face suddenly froze, and he said, "How, how come?" ”

"Your Excellency!" Just when Gao Yanzong wanted to say something, a cold and hard voice suddenly came from the door of the main hall. Gao Yanzong was suddenly startled, and hurriedly looked back, but saw a young man dressed in black appeared at the door of the main hall at some point, his face was extremely cold.

"Xiao Ling, what's the result?" Seeing the man in black appear, a sincere smile couldn't help but appear on his happy face, and a slight hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"The palace is already in control." Xiao Ling said lightly.

"Good!" nodded happily, then looked at Gao Yanzong and said: "Uncle, the life and death of hundreds of officials are now in your hands, the left hand is rich, and the right hand is hell, it depends on how you choose!" ”

The happy tone was very light, but Gao Yanzong felt a bone-chilling coldness. Seeing Happy Covered in Blood, like a hellish ghost, he was terrified from the bottom of his heart. Gao Yanzong is not stupid, and naturally understands the meaning of his happy words.

Earlier, he wondered why there was such a big movement in the main hall, but the palace guards did not show up to escort him, and when Xiao Ling appeared, he had a kind of realization in his heart. Now that he was happy to say this, he was obviously telling him that if he wanted to live, he had to be obedient.

Gao Yanzong's face was cloudy, his eyes were staring at happiness, anger, humiliation, unwillingness, fear, hesitation, and it was very complicated. Happy stood quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want?" The two looked at each other for a long time before Gao Yanzong asked, perhaps because his mood fluctuated too much, his voice was a little trembling and hoarse.

"You know!"

Although he had long known the purpose of being happy, when he admitted it himself, Gao Yanzong was still annoyed in his heart, he clenched his fists, but in the end he slowly relaxed, and said with some loneliness and bitterness: "I want to see King Sui!" ”

"Good!" The smile on his happy face remained unchanged, and he didn't seem to be happy because of Gao Yanzong's submission.

"Xiao Ling, take your uncle down to rest, you must take good care of him, there must be no mistakes!"

The word "take care" is very heavy. Obviously there are other meanings. Xiao Ling nodded silently, then looked at Gao Yanzong coldly and said, "Please!" Xiao Ling's voice was very stiff, and his eyes were as cold as a falcon, which made Gao Yanzong swallow the words he wanted to fight back into his stomach, snorted hatefully and turned away.

"Your injuries?" Xiao Ling was about to step out, but after hesitating, he asked.

"Thanks, it's okay!" Smiled happily and shook his head. Seeing that he was happy to say this, Xiao Ling stopped talking, and walked out of the hall in a flash.

"Whew-"

After Xiao Ling left, he let out a happy sigh, looked down at his miserable appearance, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, a pair of sword eyebrows twitched gently, but it affected the scars on his body.

"Old man, this time I was able to escape from the ghost gate, thanks to you!" He sighed happily, slowly opened his clenched right fist, and there was a lifelike Buddha pendant in the palm of his hand, which also exuded a golden light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Although I don't know where this Buddha pendant comes from, I know that it is a peerless treasure, not only invulnerable, but also difficult to hurt by swords, but also to save Happy in danger several times.

The reason why Happy was able to wake up at the last moment this time was that the Buddha pendant felt the crisis of its owner, exuding pure and incomparable Buddha power, suppressing the manic true qi in Happy Happy's body, and restoring a trace of clarity to his crazy mind. And the reason why Xing was able to defeat Wu Zhao and Zhang Mingkang with a thunderous force was also with the help of the power of the Buddha pendant.

I put the Buddha pendant back on my neck, and happily glanced at the big dot that seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane, and I couldn't help but have a look of amazement in my eyes, but it was fleeting. Looking at Wu Zhao, who was lying quietly in the corner in the distance, he hesitated happily, but still walked towards her.

happily looked at Wu Zhao condescendingly, and the look in his eyes was very complicated. He has always struggled with the Lunatic Cult. Although Zhang Rong and Zhang Lihua have been expelled from the Lunatic Cult, they can feel the inseparable feelings for the Lunatic Cult in their hearts. It was a last resort, and I couldn't bear to kill the Lunatic Cult people.

Wu Zhao is now seriously injured and dying, if she is happy to let it go, I am afraid that it will not take long for her to die.

Just when he was happy and hesitant whether to rescue him or let Wu Zhao fend for himself, he suddenly saw a Jinpa beside Wu Zhao, his eyes couldn't help but shrink together, and his eyes stared at a delicate "Zhao" word on the brocade hand.