"I'm sorry!"

Lang Chuyun glanced down at the corners of his clothes falling in the wind under his sleeve robe, and his face was also bitter.

"You are the first opponent who can't take it back freely after Ling Lang makes a move, and you are also the first opponent to survive under the last killing move of the Rain Covering Sword."

Lang Chuanyun didn't expect that the blow of sacrificing life and death would have such an amazing power, and he could only urge the sword technique to the extreme.

At that moment, if he chose to withdraw his true qi, he would undoubtedly be the one who was injured.

Hearing this, Guangdu's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave.

You must know that the master of the black list who has challenged Lang Chuyun twice, and the left-handed knife seals the cold, at most, he can only escape before Lang Chuyun performs the final killing move.

With such a comparison, could it be said that Wu Yue is stronger than Feng Han?

A black list master in his twenties, where will his limit be? Beyond Pomban?

It makes my scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"Is that a compliment?"

Wu Yue shook his head lightly, defeat is defeat, there is nothing to admit.

The word "Glory" never appears in his dictionary.

Failure proves that he is not strong enough, and he is not as perfect as he imagined, and from another perspective, he still has a lot of room for improvement.

"Thank you, and goodbye!"

Wu Yue didn't look back, spread out the Lingzi lightsaber, strode out of the broken temple, and after a while, he disappeared into the dark night.

It wasn't until there was no trace of Wu Yue that Han Bai came back to his senses, hurriedly ran out of the yard, and shouted in the direction he left, "Brother Feng, it's so dark, where are you going?" ”

The sound echoed through the quiet woods, fading into obscurity.

Hearing no response, Han Bai was anxious, and instead ran back to the yard, surfing and turning the clouds, "Uncle, you hurry up and chase him back, he is still injured, and there are so many people chasing and killing him, if there is a ...... with three long and two short" Speaking of the back, he couldn't go on.

Lang Chuyun and Guangdu glanced at each other, and both shook their heads and sighed.

As early as when the two were fighting, he strongly felt the pride that Wu Yue had hidden in his bones. The more Pang Ban lays a net, the more he wants to break through, who can persuade him?

Rather bend than bend, it is destined to have a bumpy road.

Lang Chuanyun patted Han Bai on the shoulder and said, "If Brother Feng can escape from Pang Ban's hands, see you next time, I'm afraid even I won't dare to say that I can defeat him again." ”

Guangdu clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name.

At first glance, such praise seems too much for a young man in his twenties, but after watching the battle between the two, Guangdu doesn't think that Wu Yue will have this kind of potential, as long as he steadily redeems the potential, it is not impossible to surpass the waves and clouds.

The premise is that he needs time.

But...... Will Pompa give him time?

……

Wu Yue didn't know about the conversation between Lang Chuyun and Guangdu, if he knew, he would definitely disdain to say, Lao Tzu would run away? What the hell are you kidding!

Knowing that he was being chased and killed by Pang Ban's disciples, he didn't go to hug the waves and thighs, but chose to leave them and face all this on his own, for a very simple reason.

Wu Yue needs points, and Pang Ban's disciples and lackeys are all the objects he grabbs!

In the dark, Wu Yue didn't use Feilian feet, and he didn't know where he was going, so he walked slowly with the long night.

Originally, he thought that after being injured, he could imitate the appearance of other people, such as imitating Ken Kaneki, using the powerful restorative power of Rc cells to treat his body, but when he finished imitating it, he found that the imitated body was not injured at all......

Since there are no injuries, how can they be treated?

"It seems that you are not omnipotent."

Wu Yue lifted the imitation, smiled bitterly and touched the injured right arm, simply with the recovery ability of spiritual pressure, it would take at least a week to recover.

Since you can't help yourself, you simply stop taking care of the injured meridians and let them recover on their own.

In the darkness, a few insect chirpings came from the forest, and the sound was clear and pleasant.

On the path, Wu Yue walked very slowly, and almost most of his mind was focused on the sword from the previous time, pondering over and over again.

Spiritual pressure can be purchased with points, but the realm can't be bought, everything needs to be slowly realized by yourself and refine the state of mind. It's a long process, and there's no hurry.

What puzzled Wu Yue was that he had obviously comprehended the sword intent, although he was still a little immature, but he was a little too miserable in the battle just now.

Especially in the final killing move cast by the waves, the Lingzi lightsaber showed a tendency to collapse at least three times, and if it weren't for the bonus of the blood suit, it would definitely be as simple as injuring an arm.

"Aside from sword intent, what am I missing? The self-confidence of the strong? It's a bit mysterious......"

"If it's not this, what else would it be?"

"Love?"

"The waves over the clouds are only able to be extremely emotional, so they can be extremely emotional, because of love into the sword, and the sword into the way, so what about me? Do you want to have a good relationship? ”

Wu Yue muttered in a low voice, walking along the forest path, the footsteps echoing lowly, and the white back completely melted into the darkness.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how long it has been, but when I raised my head again, my eyes lit up.

From a distance, a round of red sun jumped out of the mountain, and the glow was full of light, reflecting on the earth, as if laying a golden light curtain for this empty wilderness.

Drive away the darkness and sprinkle a burst of life.

Coincidentally, when Wu Yue raised his head, the sun just shone on his body, the upper body was bright, and the lower body was dark. I saw a touch of joy on his face, standing at the junction of light and darkness, with open arms, as if he wanted to embrace the sky.

However, as soon as his arms were raised, he hung down again, his face displeased.

"Came to intercept me early in the morning, how deep does this have to love?"

Wu Yue ridiculed him like this, but in fact, he was secretly frightened in his heart, he killed the black and white servants a few hours ago, and it didn't even take a night to finish, and the enemy chased him here.

The power of the Demon Palace is much greater than he imagined.

In the distance, the sound of hooves at the end of the road suddenly rose and became more and more urgent.

At this moment, without the use of spiritual pressure induction, more than a dozen knights appeared in the shadows in the distance, as if a black cloud was drifting, and the sound of uniform rumbling hooves shook the earth.

It was as if I was on the battlefield in an instant, and a breathtaking ferocity came to my face.

Facing the rising sun, Wu Yue couldn't help but squint his eyes and curiously look at the riders who were getting closer and closer.

The enemy had a total of sixteen horsemen, gray, white, black, and yellow, divided into four rows, four colors, the first row of four men with spears, the second row with shields in their left hands, swords in their right hands, swords in the third row, and halberds in the last row.

"There are still four people hidden under the horse's belly, this little magician Fang Yeyu is really insidious......" Wu Yue's eyes rose with a touch of ferocity.

There were only sixteen horsemen to see, but Lingzhu felt that there were actually eight people in the first row, but hidden under the belly of the horses were four petite women, who were lighter in weight, wearing clothes of the same color as horses, and their bodies were tightly attached to the horse's belly.

(End of chapter)