Yun Zhonghe had already pushed his lightness skill to the extreme.
Yun Zhonghe was still very confident in his lightness skill. Other than a set of movement techniques, he was most proud of his lightness skill. As a crane in the clouds, he disappeared like a wisp of smoke, flying far away.
This name was simply representative of qinggong.
"When we go back, find Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan. The three of us will work together. No, no, we have to call the boss. The four of us will work together and we will definitely be able to kill this little bastard!”
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe really wanted to cut Zhao Wuji into a thousand pieces. However, he also understood that the current Zhao Wuji was far from someone he could fight against. Even if Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan joined forces, they would not be Zhao Wuji's opponent. If the four of them joined forces, there was still a possibility that they could kill him.
However, a slight sound of air being torn came from behind him, and a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Yun Zhonghe's mind.
Could it be that Zhao Wuji caught up?
He turned his head to look, and saw a man appear behind him, his white clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal, his speed even faster than his own, like a bolt of lightning breaking through the sky, arriving in a flash. At first it was still a small black dot, but in seven or eight breaths, he could already see Zhao Wuji's figure clearly.
"How is that possible?"
Yun Zhonghe was horrified. His lightness skill was unrivaled in the world, but he had never encountered such a situation. There was actually someone who was faster than him. It must be known that he had escaped at the first moment, and Zhao Wuji had still spoken a few words to Gan Baobao.
Up and down, also didn't know how much time difference, but, Zhao Wuji could still catch up to him?
If it caught up to him, it would only take one sword strike to immediately take his life.
He had been cultivating in seclusion for three years and had finally mastered martial arts with great difficulty. He had not expected to meet a freak like Zhao Wuji as soon as he came out. Now, Yun Zhonghe's intestines were about to turn green with mold. He really should not have provoked Zhao Wuji.
Sensing the danger behind him, Yun Zhonghe had already sunk into madness. He desperately urged his internal energy, and his entire person seemed to be pulling out a long shadow in the air, while Zhao Wuji was still following behind him.
Up and down, Yun Zhonghe exploded with all his might. His speed exploded again, and Zhao Wuji was also closely following behind Yun Zhonghe. Yun Zhonghe's explosive speed was extremely fast, but it was impossible for Zhao Wuji to catch up with Yun Zhonghe in a short time. Offending him would exhaust his inner energy. If he encountered other villains, he would inevitably have to fight. While Zhao Wuji was chasing, he also preserved his inner energy.
Dali, Body Commandment Temple!
Yun Zhonghe was flustered and did not know where to go. Unknowingly, he had arrived at Shenjie Temple. Looking at his bloody appearance, he did not know how many monks had been disturbed. However, at this moment, he could not care less about anything else. There was only one thought left in his mind, and that was to escape.
Yun Zhonghe jumped into a temple hall. At this time, the distance between Zhao Wuji and Yun Zhonghe was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, the Divine Sword Tianya was unsheathed again. With a swoosh, a sword light shot out and instantly broke through the void, heading straight for Yun Zhonghe's big leg.
Puchi!
This sword was fast and ruthless. It bounced out of Zhao Wuji's hand and pierced into Yun Zhonghe's big leg almost instantly. Yun Zhonghe, who was running wildly, suddenly screamed. He felt a cold feeling hit his right leg, and the strong force sent him flying.
The sword was too fast and too powerful. The terrifying force sent Yun Zhonghe flying a few meters forward. Then, with a ding, Yun Zhonghe was nailed to the Buddha statue.
Whoosh!
Zhao Wuji landed and came before Yun Zhonghe expressionlessly. He casually pulled out the Divine Sword Tian Ya. Yun Zhonghe's body twitched. He could clearly feel that the Divine Sword Tian Ya had broken the bones in his right leg.
Thud!
Yun Zhonghe immediately fell from the Buddha statue like a dead dog. His face was pale. Having lost an arm and a leg, she no longer had the strength to escape.
"You!"
Yun Zhonghe turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji, but his eyes were filled with intense fear. In the past, when he encountered any opponent, even if he couldn't beat them, he could still escape. However, when facing Zhao Wuji, he simply couldn't escape.
The thing he was most proud of had been mercilessly torn apart by Zhao Wuji. For Yun Zhonghe, this was simply a kind of hellish despair.
"I didn't expect that I, Yun Zhonghe, would end up dying in such a place. Just kill me!”
At that moment, Yun Zhonghe appeared somewhat unyielding.
Zhao Wuji was expressionless. He did not mind directly killing Yun Zhonghe, but now, Yun Zhonghe had consumed a lot of internal energy. Using the Northern Dark Divine Art to suck his internal energy dry was obviously not in line with his own interests.
The current Yun Zhonghe was clearly a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and Zhao Wuji did not mind making Yun Zhonghe fatter.
"Amitabha! Patron, he has already lost an arm and a leg. Patron, why do you have to kill him?”
Just at this moment, suddenly a Buddhist chant echoed in Zhao Wuji's ears. Zhao Wuji turned around and saw a monk standing behind him.
Zhao Wuji turned around, his gaze falling on this monk's body. This monk's muscles were full, his limbs slender. Just standing here, Zhao Wuji could faintly hear the sound of his blood flowing. This person's external skill was enough to achieve strength like a galloping horse, spirit like an ape, claws like tigers and leopards, and his temples were bulging high. What was particularly important was that his eyes were as bright as lightning. At a glance, one could tell that he was a master of both internal and external cultivation.
"This venerable self is killing people. Are you trying to stop this venerable self, monk?”Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on this monk, but his voice didn't have much politeness.
"Amitabha, Buddha has a compassionate heart!”The monk put his palms together and chanted,""Benefactor, saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. Why do you have to hurt people's lives?”
Clang!
The Divine Sword Tian Ya in Zhao Wuji's hand suddenly shot out and stabbed Yun Zhonghe's other leg. Yun Zhonghe had just tried to escape when his other leg was immediately cut off.
I'll break your arms and legs if you try to hit my woman.
Yun Zhonghe's heart was filled with despair. He knew that Zhao Wuji was determined to kill him, but he didn't know if this monk could stop Zhao Wuji.
"How should I address you?" Zhao Wuji looked at this monk in front of him.
Tyrant looked at Zhao Wuji's ruthless moves, his brows slightly creased, starting to look at Zhao Wuji's white clothes unrestrained, still thinking that he was a loyal and righteous person, but he didn't expect Zhao Wuji to also be decisive in killing.
"My Dharma name is Xuan Bei!" Tyrant said coldly.
It's time for the second chapter, hahaha
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