Qi Zi, who was wearing a blood-colored mask, casually glanced at the white bones on both sides of the road, and then swept over the Earth Dragon, Donglin and Wu Que on the ground, and said in a positive voice: "You, bury your bones here for the Holy Lord, shining the sun and the moon." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Qi Zi, the 'holy envoy' of today's holy city, is here to seek justice for you. I hope that all the heroic souls will help me Qi Zi!"

"Bang bang!" Wu Du on the hill clapped his hands and applauded: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and the eloquence of the 'Holy Envoy' Qi Zi is getting better and better." Admire!

"Hehe, Xiao Du, this person was your defeated a few years ago, since he came sincerely this time, don't let him go back!" Fifteen waved his hand casually, like a fly away, squinting at Qi Zi in the butterfly valley who looked up at the sky.

"The wind is Xiao Xiao and the holy water is cold, I didn't plan to go back!" Qi Zi shook his hands, the cold and shining "Soul Lock Hook" in his right hand, and the golden "Centrifugal Shield" in his left hand.

"Huh!" A sword light rose from the small hill to the sky, splitting the dense fog of the butterfly valley and dazzling Wu Que's eyes.

Wu Du's sword, heaven and earth changed color, and it was extremely close to the strength of the Great Sage!

The small "centrifugal shield" in Qi Zi's hand spun violently and suddenly moved.

"Hammer!" the sword light slashed on the "centrifugal shield", making an earth-shattering sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

As the "Centrifugal Shield" continued to rotate, the sword light began to shake and dim, and with a stroke of Qi Zi's right hand "Soul Lock Hook", the sword light should be hooked.

After a hook scattered Wu Du's earth-shattering sword, Qi Zi's right hand was lightning like a chain of three hooks, and three hook shadows appeared, surging towards Wu Du like a wave.

Wu Du's long sword was erected, and he rushed out of the small hill, and rushed forward against the three circles of hook shadows, breaking the waves.

"Hammer!!!!!" The long sword split three hook shadows, and the loud sound was stronger than the other.

After breaking through the third hook shadow, Wu Du's figure finally stagnated and landed not too far from Qi Zi.

Wu Que opened his eyes and looked at it, only to see Wu Du's long face and sword eyebrows, his tall and thin figure, and a pair of eyes that were blurred with color, making people dare not look directly.

"You, it's finished!?" Wu Du's big eyes looked at Qi Zi, with a little surprise in his tone.

Fifteen on the hill changed his complexion, bent down to pick up the sledgehammer on the ground, and jumped down the hill.

Qi Zi's eyes flashed, avoiding Wu Du's gaze that could confuse his mind, and he raised his head and smiled: "There is a little progress, but I have a wish, so that I can have no tears in my eyes!"

"Tears of the sky" condenses the essence of the person who opens the eyes of the sky, and if it can not flow when the eyes of the sky are opened, it is the icing on the cake.

At the moment when Qi Zi laughed proudly, Wu Du suddenly stabbed out with a sword.

This sword, like a blooming Buddha lotus, bloomed eight petals of different colors, and these eight petals opened in an instant, but withered in an instant, leaving only the brilliant stamen in the middle, swaying alone in the dense fog of the butterfly valley.

Qi Zi's laughter did not stop, the "centrifugal shield" in his left hand suddenly pushed out, and the "soul lock hook" in his right hand hooked out 9 hook shadows in a row at an unimaginable speed.

He wanted to break Wu Du's strongest sword with this careless posture and humiliate him.

"Dang Chang!" the "centrifugal shield" he pushed out in his left hand made a loud noise, and the light was shining, and it crashed into the weapon that struck.

However, it was not a sword that crashed, but a sledgehammer!

After the sledgehammer, the "centrifugal shield" collapsed into a one-armed burly figure, and the violently rotating "centrifugal shield" shredded the flesh of the burly figure, and a rain of blood began to fall in the thick fog.

Qi Zi was suddenly shocked.

The bright stamen in Wu Du's hand had already crossed the slightly slower "centrifugal shield" and collided with Qi Zi's 9 hook shadows.

"Hammer!Hammer!Boom!T

The light of the brilliant stamen dissipated, and only a trace remained!

This silk stamen, in Qi Zi's frightened gaze, pierced his chest and disappeared in a flash.

Qi Zi's eyes widened, and he retreated again and again, and with every step, the gravel under his feet turned into powder.

Qi Zi finally stood still, "Dangchang", and the "centrifugal shield" fell to the ground.

A strong fragrance began to waft through the air, the fragrance of the Broken Heavenly Young.

"Boom!" "Phantom Butterfly" smelled from the dense fog and hovered over Wu Du's side.

Wu Du turned his head to look at the fifteenth uncle lying in the bushes, and shouted in grief: "Fifteenth uncle!"

Fifteen was motionless, and Wu Du's call could no longer be heard.

The swaying Qi Zi shook his left hand, and a black and shiny bead appeared in his hand.

Wu Que had excellent eyesight, and saw that in the black bead that Qi Zi secretly took out, a phantom loomed.

"Be careful! Ancient Stunt!" Wu Que's heart skipped a sharp beat, and he reminded loudly.

In Wu Que's shouting, Qi Zi's right hand "soul locking hook" slashed, and the beads in his left hand cracked in response to the hook.

A faint phantom, flickering slightly in the thick fog, rushed into Qi Zi's broad forehead.

Qi Zi instantly became pitch black, his eyes flashed with terrifying black light, he opened a big mouth, his right arm shook suddenly, and the whole person formed a circle, forming a soul hook gear that was hooked and rotated wildly.

When Wu Du heard Wu Que shouting, he was suddenly startled, Qi Zi had already crushed towards him with the terrifying momentum of splitting the heavens and the earth.

"Wow!" Wu Du's "Phantom Camouflage Butterfly" suddenly shook its wings at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, making a violent sound of breaking the air, and in an instant, it was already blocked in front of the hook soul gear.

"Whew!" Like a quick knife slicing through the cream, the "Phantom Camouflage Butterfly" was split in two, and the two pieces of body with wings on both sides flew with the rain of blood.

Falling together, there is also a little blurry illusion.

And at this time, Wu Du's strongest sword was hurriedly issued, stabbing the faint hook soul gear of the black light, and the violent sparks shot straight into the sky.

The brilliant stamen of the strongest sword quickly dimmed, and Wu Du was held back by the hook soul gear and quickly retreated.

"Touch!" Wu Du's back hit the hard rock wall of the hill, and the rubble flew everywhere, like a shower of stone rain.

The stamens finally withered completely, and the hook soul gear finally cut into the body of Wu Du, who had no way to retreat, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

It was also at this moment that Qi Zi's ancient stunt was finally exhausted.

"Dang Chang!" Qi Zi's "Soul Lock Hook" fell from Wu Du's body and fell to the ground.

Qi Zi's energy was exhausted, and he curled up on the ground, like a ball of withered weeds.

"Plop!" Wu Duyuan opened his eyes, fell from the rock wall on Qi Zi's body, and rolled to the side.

Wu Que used his hands and feet together, got up from the bushes, endured the severe pain, and slowly walked towards the small hill, Da Hei silently followed behind him.

If fifteen was still awake at this time, even if he asked Qi Zi to knock him down again, he would not believe that Wu Que would still be able to get up from the ground intact after being hit by his flying hammer.

Coming to the bottom of the hill, Wu Que picked up Xiao Hei who was a short section from the ground, took out the "Heavenly Teardrop" and gently wiped it over its body.

Xiao Hei opened his closed eyes, glanced at Wu Que, and closed them again;

Wu Que put Xiao Hei in the bag, then squatted next to Wu Du, who was blurred in flesh and blood, put away the sword, and stuffed the "Heavenly Teardrop" in his hand into the terrifying wound cut out by Qi Zi on the right half of his body.

The "Teardrop" is shrinking at an alarming rate.

Wu Du's body, although he has not yet opened the eyes of heaven to receive the baptism of heaven and earth aura, but the 8th series is about to be consummated, and it is already very close to the body of the great sage, once injured, ordinary medicine is almost ineffective;

Wu Que had heard of this knowledge from Morning Star and Crescent Moon before.

He saw that the "Heavenly Teardrops" were shrinking at an astonishing rate, but Wu Du's physical recovery was very slow, and he understood that if he didn't hurry up and find another way, Wu Du would inevitably die after all.

So he bent down and picked up Wu Du, who was still breathing, and put him on Da Hei's back with great difficulty.

Turning his head to look at Qi Zi with a blood-colored mask on the ground, Wu Que became curious, and bent down to gently remove the mask from his face.

A face with a towering nose and deep-set cheeks appeared in front of Wu Que's eyes.

The eyebrows of this face suddenly moved, and his eyes suddenly opened, looking at Wu Que.

Wu Que was taken aback and staggered back.

"Boy, you have a kind!" Qi Zi suddenly said when he saw Wu Du on the big black back.

Wu Que's heart was pounding, he didn't dare to look at Qi Zi, and he didn't dare to answer, so he instinctively quickly picked up Qi Zi's "Soul Lock Hook" and "Centrifugal Shield" on the ground, climbed onto Da Hei's back, and prepared to slip away;

In a panic, where did he understand: compared with the cultivation of the two, once Qi Zi recovered, whether he had a weapon or not, and what was the difference?

"Boy, since you dare to steal merit from this 'holy envoy', leave your name!" Qi Zi lay on the ground, panting, and his voice was hoarse.