Tianyi Zhenren has finally gotten tired of playing in the human world, so it's time to return to the things that Ziwei Sect is preparing to ascend.

There are many things he doesn't know, such as the fact that a new disciple Xiaoming has been added to his disciple involuntarily

Another example is that Xiaoming, the second disciple of this involuntary person, was accidentally injured in one arm by Nie Yuanfeng, the second disciple of Chenxizi's sect, with a red tassel gun.

and the story of Su Wu's vow to avenge his junior brother.

After talking about the story of Tianyi and Xudu, it's time to talk about the story of Su Wu and Nie Yuanfeng.

This is a story of knives and guns, but also a story of life and death.

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Su Wu, who was scratching his ears and cheeks in the bamboo house, had been counting for three whole days without thinking about food, and in these three days, the paper he calculated was about to cover the entire floor of the bamboo house.

Xiaoming, who was extremely injured, finally saved his life and survived under the continuous irrigation of true qi by people, but he should not have gone too far on the road of cultivation in the future.

The resentment in the hearts of people is difficult to calm, and the resentment in Su Wu's heart is also difficult to quell.

In the past three days, the laughter and laughter in the bamboo house have completely disappeared, and only the endless death and sinking have been replaced by it.

If Tianyi had been resting in the bamboo hut for the past three days, he would have felt that this place had been as silent as the underworld.

For three days, Su Wu did not say a word, nor did he close his eyes for more than a moment, in addition to pondering, he used the pen in his hand to make a "rustling" sound on the white rice paper.

He was writing about the life and death between himself and Nie Yuanfeng, but so far, the last word of the snow-white paper on the ground was written dead.

Su Wu used his Dao Law to calculate for three days, but he still couldn't calculate any possibility of winning.

But this battle is unavoidable, and although Su Wu can't find any possibility of killing Nie Yuanfeng, he still has to go.

Not only did he want to go up, but he also wanted to take off Nie Yuanfeng's head, and he not only wanted to take off Nie Yuanfeng's head, but he also had to get it clean.

No one could stop him from doing this, and this matter had to be done for Su Wu.

Three days passed quickly, and when the sun of the first day sprinkled on the grass covered with crystal dew in the Ziwei Sect, this stop was about to begin.

At this time, Tianyi Zhenren had just returned to the sect, but he did not go to the Ziji Hall that he was very familiar with.

Time in the human world passed much slower than in the Ziwei Sect, and even so, Tianyi Zhenren's handsome and moving cheeks still did not change at all.

It's still so cold, so cold that people can't feel anything but the bone-chilling cold.

The only person who has seen Tianyi Zhenren is the current head of Ziwei.

The place where they met was in a place that no one could discover—the Cliff of Meditation.

They only said a few simple words.

"Can Su Wu's realm be improved?" asked Tianyi Zhenren.

"Yes. "No one answers.

"I heard that he is going to fight to the death with that idiot named Nie Yuanfeng?" Tianyi Zhenren asked again.

"That's right. No one else answered.

"Although Su Wu is not the opponent of that idiot, that idiot will definitely die. ”

"Good. I couldn't help but be a little puzzled, but I didn't refute half of the sentence.

Because he is a true person of Tianyi, whoever the real person of Tianyi wants to die, who will die.

Now that Tianyi Zhenren wants Nie Yuanfeng to die, then Nie Yuanfeng will definitely die.

If Nie Yuanfeng is dead, then Su Wu will definitely be able to live.

Tianyi Zhenren's intention to protect his shortcomings has been very obvious.

He couldn't help but be accustomed to the special care that Tianyi Zhenren gave Su Wu, and what really made him feel strange was the number of times he spoke.

Tianyi Zhenren found him non-stop when he came back, and said so much, it was hard for him not to feel strange.

It is only when a person is dying that he speaks a lot.

If a real person is still alive and well today, but he just went to the mortal world to see it, but it seems that his temperament has changed drastically, it can indeed be regarded as a very strange thing.

But no one can only listen, and he doesn't dare to question, no matter how Tianyi Zhenren acts, he must have his reasons.

"I'm going to soar, I'll be meditating in the Meditation Cliff for the next few months, I hope you, don't let anyone disturb my purity, and you will be the master of the Ziwei Sect in the future." ”

Now no one knows, Tianyi is leaving, and it is likely that he will never return.

The real backer of the Ziwei Sect is about to fall.

I can't help but think that after Tianyi Zhenren leaves, Ziwei will be directly pushed to the cusp of the entire Central Plains region.

Rats leave a sinking ship.

This is a truth that many people understand.

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It was another lively day, and the Ziwei Sect had not been so lively for a long time.

The disciples who had been concentrating on cultivation had finally found a respite and could let go of their hanging hearts and watch a good show.

This scene should be very exciting.

Two long-awaited disciples will fight one life and death today, making these disciples of unknown origin feel extremely excited.

It is a well-known truth that a person loses his life and loses everything.

But Su Wu didn't seem to know, and all the disciples of the Ziwei Sect who came to watch the battle felt that Su Wu didn't know this truth.

No one thought that Su Wu would be able to save his life.

In the rules of the Ziwei Sect, once the contract of life and death is signed, it means that only one person can survive in this fight.

Almost all the disciples knew that Su Wu was just a monk in the knot rope realm, and although he was not the last in the sect, he was definitely not the best.

His opponent was Nie Yuanfeng, who could rank in the top ten among all Ziwei disciples.

Nie Yuanfeng took the ultimate way of killing, and he had absolute combat power in a life-and-death battle without any fancy skills.

Moreover, he was the only one who didn't know that at this time, Su Wu was still lingering in the early stage of knotting, and he was far behind him in the realm.

All he cultivated was a gun, and it was usually difficult for him to listen to anything other than a gun.

In the past three days, Nie Yuanfeng has also not rested.

He has been polishing his most proud red tassel gun in the long river of avenues.

The blood stains on the red tassel spear were finally completely cleaned up by the river, and the red tassel spear that had faded away was even sharper, like a sword that had not been opened for a long time.

A sword that has never been sharpened, and a gun that has not been stained with blood for a long time, are both excellent killing weapons.

The red tassel spear that washes away the blood stains is to get blood again, and there is no weapon in this world that is not born to stain blood.

Su Wu's knife was changed again, and two shiny new knives were inserted into his waist again.

These two knives were only polished by the craftsmen of the sect a few days ago, but now they are about to be used to kill people.

It was true that Su Wu's knife had never been stained with blood, and the only person he had ever killed was now dead in that nightmare.

No one in this world can escape the nightmare, but many people can kill the nightmare, and Su Wu is such a person.

Now Su Wu has become Nie Yuanfeng's nightmare, so Nie Yuanfeng must let Su Wu die under his red tassel gun.

There was also a teenager in the crowd who had also made a life-and-death covenant with Su Wu.

Yun Liangji.

He also wanted to watch this good show, to see how hard the wings of the little disciple who had broken one of his arms were now.

In full view of everyone, only Su Wu was qualified to save his life.

Yun Liangji finally became like a ghost in just a few months.

There was no human look on the white cheeks full of femininity.

The dull gaze revealed a paleness and weakness, and this talented man who once loved elegance and elegance has now completely lost his former demeanor.

Now Su Wu and Nie Yuanfeng, who were in the center of the crowd, had not moved.

But the hearts of countless people watching the play have begun to shake.

The fresh, cheerful morning becomes solemn at this moment.

Su Wu was wearing a white shirt today, and his hands were already holding the two knives at his waist.

In the face of the powerful Nie Yuanfeng, Su Wu chose to face the enemy with two swords.

Although he has been practicing one-handed knives on weekdays, at this moment, the odds of winning with one more knife must be much higher than one less.

Su Wu counted the content of today's death battle countless times, but he didn't count Nie Yuanfeng's calmness and his panic.

In the face of real life and death, the one who is flustered is always the one who is uncertain.

Su Wu hadn't found any way to defeat Nie Yuanfeng in the bamboo house, and now when he really wanted to lift the knife, he knew that he had no chance of winning under Nie Yuanfeng's gun.

Once the swordsman panics, he will not be able to hold his sword, and if he can't hold his sword, he will not be able to use all his sword skills.

Su Wu panicked, in the face of life and death, he was so panicked that he could barely hold his knife, and he couldn't hold the knife, there was no difference between him and a sheep that was slaughtered.

Nie Yuanfeng hadn't shot yet, he was waiting for Su Wu to hold his knife firmly and take out all his sword skills to compete with him.

Su Wu had spared his life when he was panicking, and now he quickly returned it.

As long as Su Wu hadn't held his own knife firmly, he Nie Yuanfeng wouldn't shoot.

He had to wait until Su Wu tightened his grip on his knife to do it.

The battle between life and death is by no means as simple as Su Wu imagined.

There are many things in this world that cannot be calculated by arithmetic.

Su Wu's hand holding the knife was still shaking, and he didn't look like he was going to stop at all.

Before his eyes floated one after another unforgettable images, these images were hidden in the deepest nightmare of his heart.

It turned out that they had never left, and it turned out that he Su Wu had never been the so-called perfect mortal realm.

Although Nie Yuanfeng did not shoot the gun, he was already condensing the gun's momentum, and the bright spear of the red tassel spear quickly condensed a golden gunqi as condensed as an entity.

Once Su Wu took out the sword, Nie Yuanfeng believed that the tip of his red tasseled spear would easily shatter Su Wu's internal organs, and at that time, his sword heart would be completely complete.

Without the fastest and most accurate knife, Su Wu had already lost all his chances of winning before he even started fighting.