Hearing Dao Yuanzi's words, Wu Wei's gaze reluctantly moved away from the five-colored spear, and he didn't notice that Zhu Tiancang, who had gradually invaded the inside of Bodhi's true body, looked up at Dao Yuanzi and said: "This Taoist friend, this thing is destined for poor monks, thank you donor for cutting love!"

Hearing this, Rao is Dao Yuanzi knew that he was covering for Zhu Tiancang, but he was still angry.

These shameless words are simply unbearable.

Immediately, Dao Yuanzi shouted angrily: "Okay, very ha, since you are shameless, then I won't tell you any credibility today, everyone, let's kill this fang together!"

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace around them suddenly came back to their senses.

Obviously, they also saw Zhu Tiancang, who was already less than three feet away from Wuwei at this moment, and after glancing at each other, they directly responded to Dao Yuanzi's call.

Almost instantly, those monks of the Heavenly Emperor Palace were scattered, occupying the three angles in front of Wuwei's eyes, and one by one they took out the spiritual treasures and magic weapons in their hands, with a posture that the latter would attack with all their might as long as there was any slackness.

Seeing this scene, Wuwei's expression froze.

Dao Yuanzi mobilized so many monks to surround and suppress him, even if he got this five-colored spear, it would not be easy to do so, after all, if a treasure like this five-colored spear was not successfully refined, it would even be difficult to exert its power at all.

For a while, Wu Wei's expression was to look at the soldiers of the Emperor's Palace in front of him, and his mind kept thinking about what he should do to break the deadlock and successfully escape from here.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the arena became heavy, and in the face of the monks of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace who were approaching step by step, Wu Wei retreated step by step, not noticing that the figure of Zhu Tiancang behind him had approached his area of less than a zhang.

And Zhu Tiancang was also holding his breath at the moment, his expression solemn.

After all, the latter is a quasi-saint-level existence, and it can be said that he is very risky to do so, once he is discovered, not only will he not be able to kill Wuwei, but he may even be able to put himself in it.

Seeing that the two sides were getting closer and closer, Zhu Tiancang kept muttering to himself in his heart: "Five feet, four feet, three feet......"

When he counted to one foot, Zhu Tiancang's eyes flashed coldly, and he whispered in his heart: "It's now!"

Immediately, the mana around Zhu Tiancang's body was mobilized in an instant, the demon slashing sword appeared, and the sword groan was deafening.

"Ah......h

The screams resounded, and the whole body of Wuwei Ancient Buddha shook wildly, and the five-colored spear in his hand was scattered.

Not only that, Zhu Tiancang's blow hit his internal organs hard, and the powerful Bodhi True Body directly dissipated with it.

Wu Wei never thought that there would be someone behind him, and even this person could sneak into his Bodhi true body so quietly.

At the moment when the mana exploded just now, Wu Wei sensed that something was wrong and wanted to dodge, but unfortunately the distance between the two sides was too close, so close that even a quasi-saint-level powerhouse could not dodge.

In this way, Wuwei stubbornly resisted the opening of the heavens, and it was still without reflecting the gathering of protective bodies.

With this blow, Wuwei's internal organs were seriously injured, and the flesh and blood on his back were splashed, and it could be seen that Sensen's white bones were broken, but even so, Wuwei still did not die, even if it was as strong as a move to open the sky, when the realm of the two sides was hugely different, Zhu Tiancang still couldn't achieve the level of killing with one blow.

With one successful blow, Zhu Tiancang directly used the Qinglian step to retreat a hundred zhang, stood in mid-air and looked at the inaction that gradually turned his head, and said secretly in his heart: "Good guy, you are worthy of being a quasi-saint, Zhen Nima is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!"

At the same time, Wuwei's gaze was also fixed on Zhu Tiancang's body.

After seeing his appearance clearly, a strong shock suddenly rose in Wuwei's eyes, and then his expression became angry, and he reprimanded angrily: "Damn Zhu Tiancang is you, I am an ancient Buddha, you actually dare to sneak attack me, after I leave, I will definitely come to the ruto to let you survive and not die!"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's expression was also not good-looking.

For the insolent words, he was also very unhappy in his heart.

If it weren't for his own lack of realm, he really wanted to step forward and kill him with another sword.

At this moment, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank suddenly.

I saw that when Wu Wei was facing him, Dao Yuanzi at the other end had already taken back the five-colored spear, and Dao Yuanzi seemed to have learned wisely, and like Zhu Tiancang, he gathered all his own breath and rushed forward like a ghost.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang froze for a moment, and then said secretly in his heart: "I learned quite quickly!"

Similarly, Zhu Tiancang didn't hesitate anything, since Dao Yuanzi and the others had covered him just now, he naturally wanted to pay it back.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang just looked at Wuwei and said: "Wuwei Ancient Buddha, tell Rulai, if you are now besieged by the Interception Sect for three nights, it is difficult to protect yourself, besides, do you think you can leave this place with your current condition?"

"It's not that Marshal Ben looks down on you, don't say that you go out to pay tribute, even if Marshal Ben is standing here now, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to touch me?"

While speaking, Zhu Tiancang put away the demon sword, stretched his neck and said: "Come, come, come, this marshal stretches out his neck for you, you have a kind of trick to kill me, do you see if you will kill you and bury me!"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Wuwei Ancient Buddha in mid-air turned pale.

Although Zhu Tiancang's words were indeed infuriating, he also understood that it was true.

In the case that the Journey to the West has already begun, who dares to deal with Zhu Tiancang, if he kills Zhu Tiancang, not only will he not be spared, but the monks of the entire Western Sect will not bypass him, and even the two saints who are high above will destroy him.

After all, Zhu Tiancang is now related to the luck of the Western Religion and the great prosperity of the Western Religion after this catastrophe.

Thinking of this, Wuwei couldn't help but clench his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhu Tiancang, even if I can't kill you, this seat will make you pay the price today, as long as you don't die." ”

As he spoke, Wu Wei slowly stood up, suppressed the injuries in his body with his mana, stopped the sword wounds on his back that were bleeding, and prepared to attack Zhu Tiancang with a step.

However, as soon as the footsteps were raised, Wuwei's body stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, an unpleasant sense of crisis rose, which suddenly made his body stiffen.

Before Wuwei came back to his senses, the cry of Dao Yuanzi like a hellish god of death resounded in his ears: "Wuwei, you have no chance, give me death!"

(End of chapter)