Chapter 155: If you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a blessing in the future

But at this time, the people in Bailu Academy did not have such a relaxed atmosphere as Master Wang Mou's, but they seemed very nervous, for no other reason, with a puppet master who suddenly became so terrifying, everyone had to be nervous.

And at this time, the puppeteer's realm has basically climbed to the top, looking at the saint, there is a slight threatening look in his eyes.

"Saint, I respect you as a generation of saints, now I give you a chance, all of you leave the White Deer Academy, everything in this White Deer Academy belongs to me, I can promise not to move a finger of you, if you don't obey, then I can only offend." ”

The sage couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the puppeteer who was now full of momentum and burst out with a great threat, he also knew that this seemingly retreating path was actually not at all at all, not to mention that it was impossible for the saint to sacrifice the White Deer Academy, even if he did, this puppeteer would probably not be able to spare these people's lives as he said.

"Alas, we are all understanding people, you don't need to say this kind of scene, but I'm really curious, why do people with strength like you have to mention the Middle-earth royal family?

The puppeteer couldn't help but smile when he heard the saint ask. "Hehe, people saved my life back then, although I said that I killed countless people, but I also know the truth of repaying gratitude, the royal family of Middle-earth saved my life, then I will definitely repay it, even if I pay a big price, I am willing. ”

"Could it be that it was really you who I killed back then?" the sage asked with a frown when he heard the puppeteer say this, listening to the puppeteer's meaning, he should have died once, since he said so, then he was very likely to be the person back then.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that a big man like a saint would remember me, it's not easy. The puppeteer sneered a few times, revealing a few crazy looks in his eyes, "To tell you the truth, in fact, it's not just back then, from the beginning to the present, all the puppeteers are me, hehe, it's not easy to say, I actually died twice in such a long time, but God also treats me well, and I came back to life both times, hehe." ”

Hearing this, even the saint couldn't help but gasp, it turned out that for so many years, the two generations of puppeteers that the saint had always thought were actually just one generation, such news really made the saint like a thunderbolt, I have to say that this news is really shocking.

The sage looked at the puppeteer like this, and knew in his heart that since the puppeteer was sure to say so, then today's battle would definitely be inevitable.

"It's not helpful, come on. The saint sighed, and gestured to the puppeteer to please, he also knew that today's battle could not be avoided no matter what, of course, before the battle, he did not forget to set up a circle of barriers around him, so as to prevent the aftermath of the battle between him and the puppeteer from affecting the people around him.

The puppeteer couldn't help but smile when he saw the saint's action, in its opinion, these were unnecessary things, but since this was a barrier set by the saint, he was not interested in breaking it deliberately.

At this time, only a bang was heard, and the first wave of attacks of the saint and the puppeteer was met without warning. Yunnan

And the place where this huge sound occurred was a place that no one expected, this place turned out to be the center of the ground of the Xinglin pulpit, and it was the huge sound caused by the collision between the puppeteer's puppet silk and the barrier laid by the saint on the ground.

"Hehe, worthy of a saint, I can guess this idea. The puppeteer looked at the saint and said with a smile, his eyes bursting with full appreciation for the saint.

"It's just a fluke. The saint didn't say much, but just said these four words coldly, as if there was not the slightest psychological fluctuation.

But only the saint himself knew how panicked he was in his heart just now, because the saint didn't guess the puppeteer's thoughts at all, but just in case, barriers were set up everywhere around, and when the saint found out that the first wave of attacks he blocked turned out to be the center of the ground, in fact, the saint himself was also blinded.

Of course, the most surprising thing for the saint was the strength of the puppet's attack, and the strength of the attack almost wiped out the barrier carefully arranged by the saint, and this feeling really made the saint feel like someone had hammered it in his heart.

But the saint also knew that this wave of attacks was just a temptation, and then the puppeteer attacked again, and the puppet silk on his body all went out, attacking the saint at an angle that everyone felt incredible, this time the attack was not only tricky, but the attack intensity was also terrifying, and each time it almost broke the saint's barrier.

"Lao Wang, can you prevent these attacks?" Jia Nanxun asked Wang Mou with some trepidation, in Jia Nanxun's opinion, let alone prevent these attacks, even seeing them clearly is a luxury.

Wang Mou smiled a little bitterly after hearing Jia Nanxun's inquiry, in fact, he was not stronger than Jia Nanxun, in the face of such an attack, Wang Mou estimated that he tried all his strength, used all his hole cards, and was only able to defend one, of course, this one is only in an ideal state, changing rapidly on the battlefield, no one knows what it will be, so Wang is likely to be a defenseless.

Therefore, as they said before, all they can do is pray for the saints.

And at this time, the saint who was repaid by Wang Mou and them with all their hopes, in fact, is not in a good state now, the saint's current state of exhaustion is not just a cover for him, the sad thing is that the current situation is like this, the saint can only defend passively, and he can't even do a little effective attack.

The saint himself knew that he couldn't go on like this, and the final result of being beaten passively was only the consequence of rejecting the scene after being exhausted of his spiritual power, and there was no other result to choose from.

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence. The saint naturally would not choose death, so the saint could only break out, so the saint once again took out his golden book, and the saint was going to fight back.

(To be continued)