The sound of the knife gradually stopped, but there was no blood around, and Wang Zhixin's originally calm and calm expression finally changed slightly.

“.... Not dead? ”

"I won't die if you die!"

Gu Moli, who was almost alive, continued to lock behind Hua Qiong and Brother Sheng, and said with a weak heart, he still hadn't figured out how Wang Zhixin almost killed himself in an instant, as he said, this was no longer a simple physical attack.

However, compared to Gu Moli, Wang Zhixin was even more shocked.

"Sir's methods are truly extraordinary."

"It's not dead."

Wang Zhixin didn't bend his fingers to flick the knife like just now, but shook his head helplessly: "Maybe this is fate, but although Mr. is not dead, but he is also seriously injured and difficult to recover, if you don't want to die, just retreat, with the help of these two grandmasters, you won't die next." ”

"Not to die...?"

Gu Moli raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a trace of speculation instantly appeared in his heart.

And almost at the same time.

"Hah!"

A loud shout came from the bottom of the mountain, the sound was very penetrating, spanning thousands of miles but condensed, like a divine sword piercing the boundless wind and snow at the top of the sky, but the spirit contained in the voice was extremely majestic, as if a wild lion was spreading its teeth and claws, shuttling through the forest.

Followed by.

From the foot of the mountain, a figure strode onto the mountaineering road, revealing his arms, with a pair of golden wrist rings on his wrists, and a thick shoulder-length hair.

Every step of the way.

A burst of white mist erupted from the snow at the top of the sky, which was the melting and vaporization of the snow after being directly touched by high-heat objects.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Every time you lift your feet.

That figure directly crossed a very long distance, like a flying arrow, only a few breaths before and after, and it had already come to the first level of the top of the sky, and as a gatekeeper, Lin Hao, the sword of the day, didn't even show his face, and directly sat back and watched the other party stride through the first level.

There's no way, if you go up, it's not that the other party will take your own sword, but whether you can take the other party's move.

Then it was time for another stick of incense.

This figure had already come to the second level, and at this time, the four grandmasters at this level, even the most arrogant Sword Immortal Monarch, couldn't help but hold their breath.

"The Wild Lion Massacre...."

"How did he come here...."

“... Damn it! ”

The other three people read out the name of the person who came, and the moment they heard this name, Sword Immortal Jun couldn't help but widen his eyes, not long after he came out of the Qixian Villa, although he also knew the name of the Crazy Lion Ten Thousand Slaughter, but in his opinion, this was just a hillbilly who was lucky enough to cultivate to the grandmaster....

.... But hell!

What's going on with this cultivation? Crazy lions slaughtered by 10,000 people, he is actually a great master of enlightenment!?

How is this possible!

Just when the Sword Immortal Monarch was sluggish, Wan Tu swept through the many grandmasters of the second level without care, including the star-picking sword Hongchen who was the gatekeeper.

“.... It's not you. ”

"You, tell me." Wan Tu pointed casually, but it happened to point to the Sword Immortal Monarch: "Have you ever seen a person who can use a strange weapon." ”

“........”

The violent momentum and powerful oppression made this Sword Immortal Monarch, who had just been tricked by Gu Moli's blow, give birth to a nameless fire out of thin air, but he was still sensible in the end, even if he was not angry in his heart, considering the difference in strength between the two sides, he still endured it stubbornly.

“.... Strange weapons? There is indeed one, and now he has gone to the third level. ”

"Good."

Wan Tu has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, how can he not see the inner thoughts of Sword Immortal Jun, but he doesn't care, after all, he has seen a lot of similar people over the years.

Anyway, he didn't bother to communicate with the others, just jumped over, completely ignoring the wind and snow, and ignoring the height, jumped directly onto the cliff of the second level, his fists were like drills, and he hit the rock wall above that had been baptized by the wind and snow without hindrance.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One punch and one pothole, every time ten thousand people slaughtered each punch, they took a step forward, walked through the second level as if walking on the ground, and finally walked on the third level.

"Huh?" As soon as he entered the third level, Wan Tu was nose twitched, and immediately pulled the corners of his mouth: "Eagle insect skills." ”

"Whew... Drink! ”

Inhale deeply, exhale heavily, the illusion of the third level is self-defeating, and Wan Tu did not resist the so-called illusion incense at all, but directly smashed it by relying on his own artistic conception, as for those silk threads, even the arrogance around him could not be torn, and he was directly broken.

The illusion dissipated, and the moon-chasing sword Lin Cheng sat down in the snow, with a somewhat wry smile on his face.

“..... Woman? ”

Wan Tu, who had already raised his hand, frowned when he saw this, and then looked at the position of the top of the Heavenly Absolute Peak, and then let go of his five fingers: "Okay, spare your life." ”

Without a pause, the ten thousand slaughterers bent their legs slightly, and then jumped deeply, directly crossed the third level, and landed on the road to the top of the heavens.

Then his gaze swept over everyone present.

.... finally locked on Gu Moli's body.

"It's you."

Wan Tu nodded, and Gu Moli had a huge sense of foreboding in his heart: "I don't know this strong man..."

"Die."

Rumble! didn't give Gu Moli a chance to speak at all, Wan Tu punched in the real sense, from the time he reached the top of the sky to the present, this was his first punch, although it was not as weird as Wang Zhixin's previous finger flick knife, but the momentum was I don't know how many times.

The five fingers are clenched, and the heaven and earth seem to be alone.

Where it catches the eye....

Only one iron fist!

Boom!

The Scepter of Nobles! The third special effect [Noble Glory]!

The moment the ten thousand people slaughtered the punch, Gu Moli knew that the person in front of him was definitely not comparable to the grandmaster he had met before, and immediately made a decision, the skill that he had originally intended to use against Wang Zhixin was immediately taken out by him, and a golden aura began to spread around him.

[Noble Glory: Knock the ground with your cane and vigorously knock back all non-friendly targets in the vicinity]

The special effects of the legendary equipment have a very high priority, and to a large extent, as long as it is activated, the effect is irreversible, and although the force value of the Ten Thousand Slaughter is extremely high, it finally did not exceed the limit of the noble scepter, and with the explosion of the golden aperture, its fist momentum was also blocked.

"Huh? Not dead? ”

The figure was towering and motionless, and Wan Tu looked at Gu Mo's golden circle of light spreading out from his body, and was a little surprised.

"Sick guys!"

“... Why do you want me to die one by one! ”

Gu Moli felt very aggrieved.

Although he has been a little more free and easy since he went up the mountain, and he owes a little bit, it has not reached the point where Gu Moli must die, right? !

Something must have gone wrong!

"This strong man, there must be a misunderstanding between us...."

"I know."

“.... Huh? ”

Wan Tu didn't pay attention to Gu Moli, but looked in the direction of Wang Zhixin: "I heard the people under the mountain say that although this person used a weapon to seriously injure my brother, my brother was not dead at that time, and there was someone else who really killed him." The Grand Governor of the Imperial City Division.... What is the layout of the imperial court? So, it was someone from the court who killed my brother? ”

"Your brother....?"

Looking at the slaughter of 10,000 people who seemed to have a calm face, but in fact they were extremely tyrannical, Wang Zhixin frowned.

It's not right.

He was indeed waiting for someone, and that person was indeed one of the few great masters in the world, but the person he was waiting for should not be the slaughter in front of him, but should be .....

"What the mad lion said, I have some clues."

"Huh!?"

The voice came suddenly, and Wan Tu instantly turned his gaze, and turned to look at the top of the sky, far away in the sky, but he saw a divine bird the size of a chariot fluttering its wings and flying, with two shadows standing on its back, one of them dressed as a maid, and held a lyre.

Almost at the same time, You Feng Laiyi, who was in the second level, turned pale suddenly, looking at the divine bird in the air in horror, with fear in his eyes.

“... The Lord of Sycamore Valley? ”

Wan Tu's brows furrowed even deeper: "Where is the clue?" ”

"Although the other party is a person in the court."

"But it can't be said to be a person in the court."

"At least it has nothing to do with the governor in front of you."

The divine bird landed, and the lord of Wutong Valley and Fei Wubuqi also landed under the Xuanbing platform, but this time, Wang Zhixin unexpectedly put away the embroidered spring knife.

Then he bowed his hand respectfully to the Lord of Wutong Valley.

"The Imperial City Division Wang Zhixin."

"I've seen the mother."

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