The speed of this sword was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it was like lightning, and in a flash, it stabbed directly into Wuqi's chest. Wuqi's eyes froze suddenly, his heartbeat immediately accelerated, and even, at this moment, there was a trace of fear on his face that could not be concealed.

But Wuqi didn't regret it, let alone resist and dodge, the fear on his face disappeared in a flash, and at the same time, Wuqi was immediately relieved in his heart, relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the sharp pain in his chest to be directly penetrated by the opponent's holy sword.

What should come is still coming. Since Balk is going to kill himself sooner or later, then it's nothing to let him kill himself now, at most it's just a little earlier than expected, as long as the master is okay and the master is still alive in Balk's hands, even if I die a hundred times, a thousand times it is worth it.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's heart was no longer afraid, and he accepted death calmly and calmly.

But he was calm, and when he saw Balk's sudden move, Watson, he couldn't calm down, and his body trembled, and the whole person immediately shook as if he had just been blown by a cold breeze. At the same time, Waltson's nose wrinkled, and his already old face suddenly became wrinkled, making him look even older.

At this time, one of Balk's swords had already been attached to Wuqi's chest, and with a "bang", the clothes on Wuqi's chest were pierced into a small hole. Seeing this, Worthen's eyes froze suddenly, and he let out a hoarse scream of "no !!", and the momentum of the whole person immediately changed.

In the next moment, Worthen no longer felt sluggish all over his body, it was already dim, and his cloudy eyes appeared shiny again, becoming more and more energetic and brighter. At the same time, his face suddenly turned from black to red, his long hair was windless, and the aura in his body once again soared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All of this was slow, but when his aura returned to the peak of the master level as if it had returned to the light, the time spent in the interval was only a moment.

At this moment, "Poof!" Balk stabbed out with a sword, and finally stabbed the sharp tip of the sword into Wuqi's body smoothly, and a trace of blood flowed out, turning into a long bloodshot that appeared on the cold and shining blade.

Wuqi's brows couldn't help frowning, his facial features instantly distorted, and his face was filled with a thick look of pain, but that's all, he didn't make a sound, and he didn't even mean to open his eyes. He had heard Worthen's cry just now, but what could he do? Do you want the master to see the frightened expression on his face when he was stabbed to death? Obviously not.

Besides, he didn't want to open his eyes at the moment, because once he opened his eyes, even if his vision was not good, he could vaguely see Master's body trembling violently and in pain, which would only make his and Master's hearts more painful. So, instead of that, it's better not to look at it.

But this time, Wuqi guessed wrong, his master Walsen was indeed in pain about his trick at the moment, and even almost to the point of heartbreak. But Worthen didn't show it, and not only did he not show it, but Worthen made a decision in his heart for the first time.

Since this sword is no longer able to stop it, and there must be someone between the teacher and you who wants to die, then let the teacher die for you!

As soon as he thought of this, Worthen hurriedly took a deep breath, and the grief in his eyes flashed, and disappeared without a trace, replaced by an increasingly resolute color.

The next moment, seeing that Balk went down with a sword, he was about to directly take Wuqi's life.

But at this moment, Worthen's expression suddenly changed, and all the wrinkles on his face disappeared for no reason. At the same time, for some reason, Waltson's folded skin suddenly regained its elasticity and moisture, and the whole person not only instantly looked younger, but also gave people a different feeling. ...,

At a glance, it seemed that Worthen was no longer an old man, but had turned back in time, suddenly becoming a smooth-skinned, young-looking young man, not only radiant, but also energetic. That's not all, when Worthen regained his youth, his whole person's momentum suddenly changed, and he became several times stronger than a moment ago.

If Worthen's momentum was just a small mountain before, then his current momentum is a huge mountain, obviously not even a trace of breath is released, but it gives people a great sense of oppression, as if there is really a big mountain pressing on his heart, making it difficult to breathe, almost suffocating.

Balk clearly felt the coercion behind him, his heart was suddenly shocked, and his face changed instantly, but even so, the sword in his hand did not stop. Moreover, instead of stopping, he suddenly exerted force in his hand, stabbing faster and harder.

Seeing this, Worthen raised his hands unhurriedly, and with a slight shake, he immediately wrote in the void in front of him as quickly as if Yun Zhihao was using the sealing technique. But unlike Yun Zhihao, at this moment, Worthen writes faster, and the penmanship is more decent, horizontal is horizontal, vertical is vertical, there is no crooked stroke at all, and it is not in order.

At this moment, "poof!" echoed with a muffled sound, and under Balk's full stab, the cold and shining sword body suddenly sank into Wuqi's chest, and the extremely sharp tip of the sword directly pierced the muscles inside, and it was already completely attached to the heart that was beating violently.

Wuqi's body shook suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his expression immediately became more painful, and at the same time, a feeling called fear suddenly appeared inexplicably, like a tide, frantically impacting Wuqi's mind and destroying his soul.

In the face of death, if someone says that they are not afraid, there are definitely only two kinds of people who will say so. One is a master of the world who sees through life and death and looks down on life, and the other is a reckless man who doesn't know how terrible death is.

Wuqi was obviously not one of these two people, so he was scared again. Even if he is very familiar with the feeling of death compared to ordinary people, and even quite experienced, every time he faces real death, he will inevitably be afraid. Because it's instinctive.

No matter how strong Wuqi's strength is, no matter how brave he is in front of outsiders, he will never be able to change the fact that he is still that coward. Cowardly people have always been afraid of pain, suffering, and death, so Wuqi has always had a far greater fear of death than ordinary people. But on the surface, he won't show it.

At this moment, on the surface, he seems to be fearless of life and death, but in fact, he is afraid of death in his heart, and his heartbeat is constantly accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating. But at the same time, in order to dispel the growing fear in his heart, Wuqi also kept telling himself in his heart: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I can't be afraid, and I'm not afraid.

However, it is true that Wuqi is afraid, and it is true that he does not regret it. No matter how strong the fear of death is, it can only make his body tremble, his soul tremble, and make his desire for life stronger, but if he wants to make his will bend and abandon the most precious things in his heart, and give up his faith for the sake of life and become a slave of weakness forever, it is delusional.

Wu Qi is the kind of person who has an infinite desire for life and a special fear of death, but has never doubted the faith and will in his heart, and has always been steadfast and principled. It seems ordinary, but in fact it is very complicated.

The next moment, Wuqi felt a familiar aura coming, it was the breath of death. His brows suddenly furrowed even tighter, although his body began to tremble involuntarily, and his soul became more and more afraid, but Wuqi still did not say a word, always closed his lips and eyes, quietly waiting for death to come. ...,

However, at this time, when Wuqi had made all the psychological preparations, completely convinced himself in his heart, and made himself muster up the courage to face death calmly, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind. It wasn't a voice, it was a transmission, and the voice was so familiar that it came from his master, Walson.

Little bunny.

Master!?

There was no strange news, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he subconsciously sent out a voice and replied.

It's me.

Worthen's transmission soon came again, and he was immediately surprised in his heart, and wanted to transmit the sound again to ask Worthen's intentions, but before he had any luck, he listened to Worthen's transmission again, and then said: Master has raised you for so long, taught you to read, taught you to read, and taught you to be a man, but he has never taught you witchcraft, I am really ashamed of your master.

Master, don't say that, the disciples don't mind this.

Hehe. Master understands. Master actually wants to teach you Master's sorcery, but since you learned the spells on the Nameless Scroll, Master has known that Master's sorcery doesn't need to be taught to you anymore. Because, witchcraft and spells are the same vein, and your spells are much stronger than Master's witchcraft, if Master teaches you witchcraft again, it will seem that Master is too stupid. Of course, even if Master wants to teach you, you won't be able to take a fancy to it.

Master, I don't have ......

Master Zhilu said that you don't think so, Master, I am just talking. But ah, in fact, even if you really think so, Master will not blame you. After all, this is human nature, and if you already have the better of the two, will you choose the worse one in reverse?

Master.

Hehe. It's not surprising. Master knows that you have a good heart, but Master wants to tell you one more thing today, as a human being, sometimes you can't be too kind-hearted. Your biggest strength is that you are kind-hearted, but your biggest weakness is also that you are too kind-hearted. Alas...... Teach you so kindly, Master doesn't know if it's right or wrong. If I knew this, Master wouldn't have let you read so many books in the first place.

Master, don't say that, the disciples are grateful for your teachings, and they will never forget it, and you have not taught the wrong disciples.

With your words, Master's life will be worth it. It's not surprising. Haven't you always wanted to see what the strongest witchcraft is?

Ah, Master, are you talking about the kind of witchcraft that you created yourself? Witchcraft that is completely different from spells?

Right.

But, Master, didn't you say that your kind of witchcraft would never be shown to me unless it was absolutely necessary?

Oh, yes. Now it's time for you to watch.

Master, the apprentice doesn't understand.

Soon you will understand! Look at it carefully, it's no wonder! Master's trick, you only use it once! You must remember it well! Master's trick is only passed on to you, you must learn it!! look at it! This is Master's proudest trick in his life: Substitution Technique!

As soon as these words came out, Wuqi suddenly opened his eyes suddenly.

Although he didn't understand why Master Watson suddenly chose to teach himself his unique sorcery at the moment when he was about to be stabbed to death by Balk's sword, Wuqi still forcibly put the fear of death behind him for the time being, regardless of whether he could see Waltson's actions not far away at the moment, he also turned his head to look at Walsen, who was a hundred meters behind Balk.

Seeing this, Balk suddenly had a thick look of confusion in his eyes, and he really didn't understand why Wuqi suddenly had a strange expression, and looked behind him with all his might, but the speed of the holy sword in his hand did not stop at all, but he attacked more ruthlessly and faster.

At this moment, I saw that the hands that Worthen had been dancing in the distance suddenly stopped, and after writing a "substitute" the size of a watermelon in the void in front of him, a black mist immediately appeared out of thin air around the wound on Wuqi's chest that was pierced by the holy sword, like a dark cloud, completely covering Wuqi's bloody wounds, and even the sword body that was submerged in it was also covered, which looked indescribably weird, but there was nothing special. ...,

Seeing this, Balk snorted coldly, and the cold light in his eyes flashed suddenly, and he didn't care what was so strange about this black mist that suddenly appeared, and directly stabbed it deeply with a sword.

But just as he stabbed down with his sword, "poof!", and completely submerged the entire sword body into Wuqi's chest, a strange scene suddenly appeared, coming without warning, and it was extremely abrupt. Balk's eyes froze, and his eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

I saw that at this moment, the sharp and narrow sword body had obviously completely submerged into Wuqi's chest, but the strange thing was that the wound on Wuqi's chest did not continue to bleed as before, but there was not even a trace of blood.

At the same time, this sword went down, as if it was not stabbed on Wuqi's body at all, and it didn't let Wuqi's breath disappear for half a minute, nor did it let Wuqi die on the spot.

If it was just like that, then Balk wouldn't be shocked in his heart, what really made his eyes burst out, and what made him doubt his eyes was that after his sword body that was more than a meter long was completely submerged in Wuqi's body, it seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and it didn't poke out of Wuqi's back directly at all, but disappeared out of thin air.

But is it really gone? If it really disappears, why can I still clearly feel the feeling of the sword body penetrating through the flesh and blood from my hand at this moment, and the feeling of a sword passing through the body, what is going on?

At the thought of this, Balk suddenly became frightened, and a trace of uneasiness appeared inexplicably.