"It's so interesting to dare to have a tryst here when you're dying!"

A mournful laugh rang out, and one of the Witch God Cultists stared at them with cold eyes.

Wen Qing's pupils shrank, and there was deep jealousy on her face.

It's not because of these two Witch God Cultists, but because of the bronzed-skinned strong man behind them, just standing there on the other party gave him great pressure, as if facing the mountain, unstoppable.

This man is no match for ...... Wen Qing was vigilant in her heart, lowered her head, and said softly: "Senior Sister Mu, I will drag them for a while, you hurry back and find a few seniors to help!" ”

"Senior Brother Wen, I'm ......"

At the time of crisis, how could Mu Nanshuang leave Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's face was serious, and his tone was unquestionable: "Don't hesitate, otherwise neither of us will be able to leave!" ”

Mu Nanshuang's face was complicated, she wanted her to abandon Wen Qing and go, she would rather die with the other party, but now she is not in a desperate situation, she doesn't want the other party to make a mistake, escape by herself, maybe the two of them can have a chance to live.

Mu Nanshuang's silver teeth clenched, nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

She stepped back and said again: "Senior Brother Wen, if something happens to you, Nanshuang will never live alone!" ”

As he spoke, he swept away into the distance, his body was so fast, in an instant, he escaped dozens of feet away, and with the surrounding grass and dense forests, he almost couldn't see her figure.

"Not good, Copper Mountain, catch him!"

said that it was too late, and the communication between the two was only a short time of two or three breaths, and the people of the Wushen Sect only thought that the two of them were trapped beasts in a cage, so they didn't worry, but they didn't expect the other party to run away.

I saw that the strong man behind the Witch God Cultist snorted, stepped heavily under his feet, and directly relied on brute force to cross over the heads of everyone, intending to chase after Mu Nanshuang.

Wen Qing was shocked by Mu Nanshuang's last words when she left, and at this moment, she noticed the other party's movements, and immediately pulled out her long sword and stopped at the strong man.

He slashed down with a sword, and the sharp sword slashed across the opponent's back with a clear whistling sound, but to his surprise, the sword made a loud clatter, cutting through the opponent's shirt, revealing his bronzed back, leaving a white mark on it, and it was clear that the blade had not cut through his skin.

"How is that possible!"

Wen Qing was dumbfounded, with his full strength of his sword, he didn't even break the other party's texture, and that hard slashing feeling, was the person standing in front of him really a person?

It's almost a spark, and the texture is really no different from copper and iron.

"Can't let her escape, chase!"

Hearing the Witch God Cultist shout, another person including him, and two corpse slaves immediately passed by Wen Qing's side and chased after Mu Nanshuang.

"Look for death!"

Wen Qing was furious, and slashed out with a sword, directly cutting off the head of one of them.

This bronze man is very strong, but these two people from the Witch God Sect are just crooked melons and cracked dates, and they can't even stop his moves.

Seeing this, the other person was so frightened that his soul was scared, and hurriedly let the two corpse slaves protect him behind him, so he dared to continue to chase Mu Nanshuang.

"Tongshan, stop him for me!"

The witch god cultist looked at his companion's corpse and shouted, "Don't kill him if you catch him alive!" ”

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In response to him, it was still Tongshan's cold snort, only to see him turn around, the big man who was half a head taller than Wen Qing, full of oppression, tore the cloth robe on his body, revealing his bulging green tendons, and his muscles bulged like dense stones, as if a single punch could kill a cow.

It's just that compared to his physique, his expression is a little weird, his eyes are stunned and looking straight ahead, staring blankly and sluggishly, without half an expression on his face, like a dead man with open eyes, indescribably weird.

Wen Qing knew that he couldn't deal with him, so he immediately swept to the side, trying to avoid this stupid big man who looked a little demented.

However, as soon as he moved, the opponent stepped out of two shallow pits on the ground and punched him.

Sensing the shocking nature of this fist wind, Wen Qing hurriedly performed light skills to dodge, Tongshan punched into the air, but still smashed firmly on the ground, only to feel a tremor under his feet, Wen Qing almost did not stand firm, he looked back, only to see that the position where he was originally standing immediately cracked like a spider web, and the opponent's fist smashed directly from the elbow down, all smashed into the solid ground.

"Monsters!"

Wen Qing was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end, and he fled in the direction pursued by the Wushen cultists without looking back.

In any case, he couldn't let those people endanger Mu Nanshuang.

Tongshan pulled his fist out of the soil, then looked at Wen Qing, and saw that he had fled away, so he immediately jumped two or three feet high, and jumped into the distance.

"Roar!"

I only heard the bronze man behind him let out a strange roar like a beast, and then a black shadow smashed down in front of him, and a wave of air swept away, blowing the surrounding grass and trees outward.

"So !! so fast"

Wen Qing's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart as he looked at the three people of the Witch God Sect who were gradually moving away.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Thinking of Mu Nanshuang's words when he left, the killing intent in Wen Qing's eyes condensed, and his figure appeared in front of the bronze man, only to hear a loud sound, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into the opponent's right eye, but it only pierced into less than an inch, and it could no longer enter half a point.

The copper mountain is a bronze corpse refined by the Witch God Sect at a great cost, and it is a puppet that retains a trace of consciousness, unlike the corpse slaves who only rely on instinct or the Gu worms in their bodies to manipulate, they can act according to the orders given, a real copper skin and iron bone can allow him to defend against most of the sword damage, and the body is also replaced by copper liquid, even the internal strength of fighting cattle across the mountain cannot hurt them.

They have no weakness, no pain, and they don't use their eyes to observe the dynamics of things for a long time, but act on their breath instincts, just like zombies, so even if Wen Qing smashed his eyes with a sword, he didn't scream, but quickly swung out a palm, and before the palm arrived, the palm wind whistled like the wind discharged from the bellows.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wen Qing immediately kicked the opponent in the chest and stepped back with his strength.

I saw the copper mountain swing out with a palm, and the treetops a few feet away shook with it.

Wen Qing could naturally perceive that there was no true qi internal force in the bronze man's body, and every move and style was all performed with the strength of his body, and the palm wind that he swung out with his own strength alone could shake the treetops, which was really not comparable to ordinary horizontal exercises.

If there were more than a hundred or so such terrifying puppets, wouldn't the Witch God Sect be able to sweep through the Central Plains Martial Arts?

Wen Qing was secretly frightened, only thinking that this Witch God Sect was too evil, and even such a shocking thing could be created

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out, although strong, but too hurtful, destined not to be tolerated by the world.

It is no wonder that the Emei faction will immediately unite with several major sects and plan to eradicate this cult.

Copper Mountain has hollow eyes, and the residue of the eyeballs falls off automatically, which looks a little oozing, but sure enough, like the corpse slave, there is no blood flowing out.

Even the weakest eye of the human body he couldn't hurt the other party, Wen Qing was out of luck for a while, seeing the other party rushing towards him again, he didn't dare to fight against it, he could only dodge repeatedly, only to see his long sword pick up, and the bronze man's left eye flew out.

But without his eyes, the bronze man was still able to find his location and attack with his hand, which also made him completely dead, and the other party obviously did not rely on his eyes to detect his existence.

When dodging, the bronze man's right foot slammed on the ground, the earth trembled directly, Wen Qing's feet were unstable, seeing the opponent's arms around him, he hurriedly leaned back, kicked out a horizontal kick, kicked in the opponent's crotch, and then flew out, which saved him from falling into his hands.

With this kick, it can be said that he used all his strength, and after Wen Qing stood still, he saw that the bronze man was still like a nobody, and couldn't help but praise: "Now there is really no weakness at all!" ”

Tongshan retained a trace of sanity, and sometimes he would let out an emotional unprovoked roar, although Wen Qing didn't know why he was angry.

"Roar!"

I saw Tongshan open his mouth and roar at Wen Qing, and then strode towards him again.

"Huh?"

Wen Qing looked at the blood red in the bronze man's mouth, which seemed to be no different from ordinary people, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

But this bronze man is moody, he doesn't roar from time to time, and he can't take the time.

"No matter, Senior Sister Mu treats me like this, I can't kill you, if she has any problems, I will accompany her!"

Wen Qing was already fearless in his heart, he was not even afraid of death, was he still afraid that this headless puppet would not succeed.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward, using immeasurable swordsmanship to circulate around the other party, his steps were light, and his sword moves were treacherous and dexterous, even if he knew that he couldn't cause a trace of damage to the bronze man, it was good to be able to stop him for a moment.

Thirteen or fourteen moves passed, seeing that he couldn't catch himself and was about to roar angrily, Wen Qing's unbearable momentum completely exploded at this moment, only to see the bronze man fearlessly look up to the sky and roar, and he didn't guard against Wen Qing's sword moves.

"Die!"

Wen Qing followed with an angry roar, his body jumped high, and the long sword was inserted into the opponent's mouth from top to bottom, but before he could twist the blade, the bronze man suddenly closed his mouth and bit his long sword.

"Oops!"

Wen Qing was shocked and wanted to withdraw the long sword, but the other party's bite was extremely strong, like iron pincers, fixing his long sword.

The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and suddenly, only hearing the sound of the "bell", the long sword in Wen Qing's hand cracked and broke in response, and was bitten in two by the bronze man.

Wen Qing staggered back, looking at the short sword in his hand in disbelief.

And Tongshan's lips squirmed, and he actually swallowed half of Wen Qing's sword tip into his abdomen.

Seeing this scene, Rao couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in Wen Qing's state of mind of seeing death as home.

In the face of this kind of monster, how can you kill it, is it really invincible?

If Uncle Shi was here, what would he do?

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