Zhu Luo's voice is very angry and strong, it is difficult to add a prefix to the word "strong" here, if it is the most appropriate, it is nothing more than adding a blood word, just like a cuckoo bird with a sound of blood, but then he will always feel that it does not fit his identity. Of course, if you can think of his enemy at this time, and the object of his accusation is the southern saint, you may be more understanding.

"In any case, you broke the oath of the Holy Word of the year!"

Zhu Luo's angry accusations echoed over the silent city of Xunyang, a far cry from the silence of stargazers. The vast majority of people who hear this sentence do not know what the oath of the Word is, but can only remember some of the sayings in the supreme laws of various places.

The general meaning of that statement is that the heavens are not divided into north and south, the earth is east and west, as long as it is within the realm of alliance between the human world and the two banks of the Red River, as long as the strong people who enter the divine realm cannot quarrel with each other, let alone fight, unless the strong person of the divine realm who is attacked does something completely contrary to their own interests - this is the so-called oath of the holy word.

Considering the overall situation of the alliance between the human race and the demon race against the demon race, this oath is undoubtedly the most reasonable and necessary, and the attack launched by the Holy Maiden on Julo and the stargazers is the toughest betrayal of this oath.

"What about you, as the whole world knows, although my senior brother is not among the saints, nor does he take a side of the wind and rain, but the realm cultivation has already stepped into the sacred realm, why do you attack him?"

The Holy Maiden looked at the direction of the city gate and said calmly: "Wang Po is one of the five young people who are most likely to enter the Divine Realm, you actually want to kill him for selfish purposes, isn't this a violation of our oath of holy words back then?"

Her expression and tone were calm, but she naturally gave birth to a majestic and sacred aura.

Zhu Luo shouted angrily: "Wang Po doesn't know the overall situation, I teach him a lesson as an elder, what selfishness do I have?"

The saint said calmly: "Tianliang County surnamed Zhu wants to be born for thousands of generations, how can you tolerate Wang Po to continue to grow? ”

Zhu Luo was furious and was about to refute a few words, but the holy woman continued: "A qiē oath is all a heart's word, for the sake of the Pope and Senior Brother Mei, I will not kill you today, let's go." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Luo was furious, and his injuries suddenly exploded, and the blood spurted even faster. The stargazer, who had been silent, looked at his miserable scene, and suddenly, rolled his eyes at the dark clouds over Xunyang City.

White eyes are not blue eyes, contempt, contempt and anger. As soon as he looked at the sky, the low-hanging clouds suddenly showed signs of dispersion, and he could even faintly see the brilliance of the stars in the night sky miles away!

The starlight suddenly shrouded Xunyang City and fell on the wet streets, like the white frost of autumn, and the intention of slaughter was great!

More than ten miles away, the saint looked at the stargazers in the city gate, raised her right hand and pointed out from afar.

There was a soft snap, and then a myriad of snaps.

It was as if tens of thousands of sets of porcelain had been smashed with iron rods by a strong man who was skilled in group attacks.

It was as if the sea of consciousness of countless cultivators was broken at the same time.

Incomparably crisp and heart-warming.

Bang Bang Bang!

The snowflakes that were falling on the street were breaking, and the frost that had just condensed on the surface of the rain was breaking.

Everything within a distance of more than ten miles from here to the city gate was broken.

The stargazer's hat was also torn into shreds, and the corners of his lips were also broken, and blood began to flow.

His heart full of arrogance and arrogance was finally completely broken at this moment, he didn't hesitate, helped Zhu Luo, turned around and ran towards the wilderness outside Xunyang City that seemed to be covered by the night, but in fact, no one knew what time was buried, and disappeared in an instant.

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Xunyang City is extremely quiet, as if there is no one.

Ordinary people who are not capable of participating in this battle are still restless and even breathing so depressed that they hide in their own kang and in front of the fence behind the window.

Those cultivators who had the ability to participate in this battle, those who wanted to kill Su Li, could only follow in the footsteps of Zhu Luo and the stargazers, including strong people like Liang Wangsun and Xue He.

Hua Jiefu took the priests in Xunyang City to isolate this terrible street and alley ravaged by the torrential rain, leaving them a quiet and undisturbed space for dialogue - the people who were qualified to stay in the field at this time, except for Su Li and the Southern Holy Maiden, were naturally the three people who used their lives and unimaginable willpower to ensure that Su Li could survive until now.

This cold-blooded killing poke that started from the change in Zhou Yuan, fell in the snow field demon clan's ambush, and then lasted from the military village to Xunyang City, and this assassination of Su Li finally came to an end - Su Li did not die, and those who wanted him to die failed.

From Junzhai to Xunyang City, he has always taken Chen Changsheng with him, but he knows very well that the one who can solve this problem in the end is his friend who no one in the entire continent knows.

Of course, the word friend needs to be suspicious.

Or it was because of the need to be suspicious, so a little embarrassed, Su Li looked at the southern saintess, and said lightly but with a sense of course: "Why are you here so late?"

Anyone who hears such a reproach after saving the other person will be very angry, but the saint is not angry, but calmly replies: "I have been dragged for a while. ”

Calm is really a strength and represents seriousness.

Su Li had felt this power many years ago, and he didn't know how to face this power, and a large part of the reason why he traveled all over the world and didn't care about the world was because he wanted to avoid this power. Until now, he has not learned how to confront this power head-on, but at least he has learned to change the subject.

"Who's holding you back?"

Without answering his question directly, the saint said, "My disciple is seriously wounded. ”

At this moment, a voice of some uncertainty but sure concern and surprise rang out.

"Xu Yourong is injured......? Are you alright?"

The person who asked this sentence was naturally Chen Changsheng.

The saint's gaze fell on the young man.

She didn't laugh, not even softly.

She was very calm, so she was very solemn, very solemn, very terrible.

She asked, "You are Chen Changsheng?"

Chen Changsheng suddenly understood the problem.

He and Xu Yourong are very hostile, all kinds of hostile. He once thought that if he was Xu Yourong's relative, he would definitely not have any good feelings for that young man named Chen Changsheng.

The saint is Xu Yourong's teacher, and she is the person who loves and pampers Xu Yourong the most.

But he had just experienced a magnificent battle, life and death, and he could not choose to back down at this time.

He looked at the holy woman and said very seriously, "Yes, I am Chen Changsheng. ”

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(Flowers fall like snow tonight.) ）