"Is he the shopkeeper of Nan?" Xiang'er said with a frightened face and a trembling voice.

It's no wonder that she was afraid, Nan Wuzhen's face at this moment was really different from before.

One is beautiful male and female, like a person in a painting, and the other is like a yaksha from the asura realm.

How shocked Xiang'er was when she first saw Nan Wuzhen, how shocked she is now.

"Senior sister, did the second senior brother beat him like this?"

"You overestimate me too much, I didn't beat him like this, it was because he did too many evil things himself, and he was punished by God. Zhao Chunyang said coldly, looking at Nan Wuzhen, who was not a ghost or a ghost, and his heart was infinitely sad.

"Haha, damned. Nam Wuzhen looked up to the sky and laughed with a terrible face, the old scars on his face cracked open, and black and purple pus and blood flowed out.

Not to mention that Xiang'er turned his head and was too frightened to look at it again, even Shen Xingluo couldn't help but look away, unwilling to let his gaze linger too much on his face.

"Hmph," Nan Wuzhen sneered, "Heavenly Dao? hehe, what is that, is it you? Don't be presumptuous, Heavenly Dao has already given up here, how can there be any heavenly curse?"

Zhao Chunyang said: "Is it my self-righteousness, or you are smart, the way of heaven is the way of the heart, and the way of the people's hearts is the way, you have done all the cruel and poisonous things, so that you can attract resentment and hurt the original god, and get such an end." ”

"Phew, what kind of resentment, the strong in this world are kings, the losers are cowards, and the weak are the right way. Nan Wuzhen raised his sleeve and wiped the pus and blood from his face.

"Huh. Zhao Chunyang sneered and knew that he was not speculative with him, and he didn't want to talk to him too much.

He drew his sword and slowly walked towards Nan Wuzhen, intending to kill him under the sword to prevent future troubles.

"Wait. Nan Wuzhen raised his hand and said, the only intact eye on his face shot a cruel light, "Since I am already dying, I should also understand before I die, what is it that has made you chase and kill me for nearly five hundred years?"

Five hundred years?

Oh my God, Shen Xingluo's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Zhao Chunyang. What kind of perseverance can make him persevere in the pursuit for five hundred years.

Five hundred years is that the flowers have bloomed, and the roots have probably died, and the spring on the mountain has probably dried up and filled several reincarnations.

"Do you remember when you were refining for you. At one point an entire village was slaughtered. Zhao Chunyang said, "Unfortunately, after that, I passed by that village and saw a girl who escaped by luck and only had half a life left. She tugged at the hem of my shirt and begged me to save the lives of a hundred and ten people in the village and get justice. ”

"Just for a girl I don't know, a pleading. Nan Wuzhen's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Hahaha......" suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

Zhao Chunyang said these nonsense, he didn't believe a word. There must be other hidden secrets. But this damn fellow was not only seriously injured, but he refused to tell him even a word of truth. It's really infuriating.

However, at the moment, he is also powerless.

"Now that it's clear, then you can go and apologize for those hundreds of lives. "Zhao Chunyang, the long sword thunder flashed in the sun, and the momentum was amazing.

Nan Wuzhen grinned lipslessly, and suddenly laughed and said, "Do you know, there is a saying in the mortal world called a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Zhao Chunyang seemed to have received a heavy blow and took two steps back, standing on the ground with his sword.

But Nan Wuzhen's figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"Zhao Chunyang, I will definitely kill you. Nan Wuzhen's voice in the distance seemed to come from all directions.

"Senior brother. Shen Xingluo hurriedly ran to Zhao Chunyang's side, "Are you injured?"

A bright red streak of blood slid down the corner of Zhao Chunyang's mouth.

Shen Xingluo hurriedly took out a bunch of pills.

Zhao Chunyang didn't ask for Shen Xingluo's elixir, but stood there to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to soothe the temporarily disordered dantian.

It took him a while to straighten up and let out a sigh: "I actually let him run again." ”