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Wu Moxie's body was covered with countless blood marks of different thicknesses, looking like a shocking bloody person. And Zhang Yi, who was tightly grasped by his neck, was even more pale, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and blood overflowed from his nose.

Everyone held their breath, and from the look of horror in their eyes, they could already imagine what was going to happen next.

But Wu Moxie didn't make a move, and the soul power condensed on the hand knife was enough to wipe out a Soul Melting Realm Priest, but there was no movement for a long time.

It was as if a sigh from Canggu sounded softly in his mind, making Wu Moxie's blood-stained face finally evoke a smile.

"Finally I can't hold my breath anymore. ”

"Childish little guy, don't you really think that the deity cares about a mere family of priests?" The hoarse voice of the stone fish was like a knife light, cutting through his ears, startling Sen Sen.

"They're your people, aren't they? you can't just watch them die in front of you. ”

"Evil evil, right? Then what are you hesitating about, do it, kill the person in your hands, and see if the deity will cut the liver and weep as you think. ”

After a moment of silence, Wu Moxie's face became cold: "Are you afraid of me?"

"I don't doubt that, even though I can do it. Shi Yu's tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, and said indifferently.

"As a god, will you put the life and death of your own gods on the line?" Shi Yu's words didn't sound like a joke, Wu Moxie felt a little bad in his heart, and he still didn't give up and asked.

"Young man, when you are qualified to become a god, you will know the impassable boundary between gods and mortals, even if you are a spiritual priest, you are just ants. With undisguised contempt in Shiyu's tone, he paused, and chuckled: "Back then, the deity issued an oracle to let the Yu clan wait for the god body for generations, the purpose was to protect the soul from extinction, but now that the deity has escaped, they are useless. ”

The green tendons on Wu Moxie's forehead jumped, staring at Zhang Yi who was powerless to struggle in his hands, the madness in his eyes gradually faded, and he could clearly feel that Shiyu really had no feelings for the Yu clan, he just used the Yu clan as a tool.

It means that it is meaningless to kill these Yu people by yourself.

"That's not right!"

Wu Moxie suddenly sneered: "Hmph! Since you don't care about the gods, then why do you still speak out? I won't fall for you again."

When the words fell, he didn't wait for Shi Yu to speak again, and the knife in his hand stabbed towards Zhang Yi's door like lightning.

"Hey. ”

An extremely flirtatious voice suddenly came from behind, and before Wu Moxie could turn around, a vine-like pointed plant slammed through his shoulder, bringing up a blood mist and spraying it into the sky.

The green leaves stretched out on the pointed ends were covered with blood, indicating that they were as hard as iron.

However, the momentum had not yet stopped, and the vine with the thickness of a human arm began to grow sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, surrounding Wu Moxie's body and firmly binding it.

Wu Moxie showed a look of horror, but there seemed to be a strange fragrance on the plant, which made him weak, and he couldn't mobilize his soul power to break free.

"Ouch, I actually beat the Yu clan to the court, and the future life is terrifying, buddy. ”

A handsome man poked his head out from behind, dressed in a short cyan robe, with a hint of provocation between his eyebrows. In his hand, he held a red wooden staff, his head was thick and his toes were on tiptoe, and the thick head was painted with yellow and black lines, which was undoubtedly a Horcrux.

The vines continued to grow under the man's control, and did not stop until they wrapped Wu Moxie's limbs around him.

The man in Tsing Yi came to Wu Moxie, but he didn't look at Zhang Yi lying on the ground, and looked at the trapped Wu Moxie intently, as if he wanted to see the face of this young man who could defeat Zhang Yi, but after looking at it for a while, he shook his head, as if he didn't see any special temperament.

Under this face-to-face, Wu Moxie also saw the body of the raider, and even inadvertently captured the looming soul pattern on the eyebrows of the man in Tsing Yi.

"Half-step peep into the ......"

Wu Moxie was a little relieved, he calculated, it was time for the rescue to arrive, he had been entangled with Zhang Yi for too long, and he had long forgotten that more people would come.

At this time, Zhang Yi beside the two also got up with difficulty, swallowed a mouthful of the elixir to recover his injuries, looked towards the crowd, and glanced at Zhang Lu who went to call people, and bowed his head slightly.

On the other side, the man in Tsing Yi who came to the rescue was a little interested: "You don't actually struggle?"

It is indeed curious that people are tied up and reduced to fish on a chopping board, without the slightest intention of escaping.

"Useful?" Wu Moxie asked rhetorically.

"That's too. When the man in Tsing Yi heard this, he also nodded approvingly.

From the moment the vines passed through Wu Moxie's shoulder, the strange plant spirit demon seemed to have begun to take root inside, so that he had no strength at all to mobilize the soul power in the meridians, or even in the cyan light point in the dantian. What's even more weird is that Wu Moxie can feel that his vitality is being eaten away step by step, but there is no pain, and his spirit seems to be in some kind of psychedelia.

Suddenly, Wu Moxie looked at the man in front of him in green clothes, frowned and asked, "You shouldn't be from the Yu clan, right?"

"That's right. The man in Tsing Yi kicked away the gravel scattered at his feet, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that he became a guest of the Yu clan seven years ago, so naturally he can't let Fengtang ...... The adult died in your hands, in fact, you should feel lucky, it is me and not the other elders of the Yu clan, at least I can let you die a happy death. ”

"Then you can kill me. ”

Seeing that the situation of being slaughtered by others had come to an end, Wu Moxie, who could be bound by his limbs, had no fear on his face, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned.

Faced with his own life and death, his tone was like that of a bystander, and there was a sense of relief in his words.

The turbid wind swept away the sand and dust, and in the devastation, the two looked at each other, and for some reason they were silent for a long time.

"Interesting. ”

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment and smiled with interest.

What surprised him was not Wu Moxie's words, but the latter's eyes looking at death.

There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death, but he has never seen anyone who really looks at him indifferently like Wu Moxie. That look, if it is not himself who is about to die, it will be another person who will die.

"Well, since you've asked for it all, there's no reason why I shouldn't be satisfied with you. The index finger of the man in Tsing Yi was raised, and a little bit of light bloomed, like a lotus flower.

The afterimage of the turbid wind, the whisper of the man in Tsing Yi slowly drifted.

"By the way, my name is Qin Tianming. ”