Yes, who would be so unlucky to be chased?

He was already sitting in the courtyard, chatting with the mentality of not paying attention to his own affairs.

But I never expected that disaster would come from heaven.

At this moment, listening to the inexplicable sound, Zhou Yu and the resentful he looked at each other speechlessly.

It's so unlucky.

What about the promised audience?

Zhou Yu looked at the two young men who appeared in front of him in silence. While his heart was complicated, his eyes gradually became colder.

"Are you looking for me?" He asked in a deep voice as he looked at Wang Jie who withdrew his right palm.

On these two people, especially Wang Jie, who was wearing a black soap robe, he felt an invisible pressure.

The peak of the Nascent Soul.

And he is definitely not an ordinary Nascent Soul monk.

Zhou Yu couldn't think of where he offended these two people. Perhaps it was because these two people had a connection with the person who had pursued Xia Bing before.

He was ambushed here because he accidentally discovered his existence, so he attacked him first.

"If this is true, then it would be really unlucky." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu couldn't help feeling helpless.

However, compared to this speculation, the reason why he prefers these two to take action was not a simple accident, but a premeditation.

There may be accidents.

But more importantly, he already exists on the target list of these two people.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu's mind was once again filled with Xia Bing who was being hunted.

"Are you here for the Washing Heaven Pill?" All kinds of thoughts flashed and finally turned into a test and blurted out from Zhou Yu's mouth.

"You are smarter than we imagined. It's not a pity that you can kill those two useless people." Hearing Zhou Yu's words, a hint of surprise flashed through Wei Leshu's gaze.

"Two wastes? It seems they are coming for those two. I think that before I kill the second monk, the man had already passed the message through some secret technique."

"It seems that things here cannot be done well." With this thought, the Qingming Sword emerged from Zhou Yu's palm.

The resentful hero on the side saw this scene and immediately took a few steps back.

Seeing Zhou Yu draw his sword, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

Although in terms of cultivation, the other party is two cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, if it depends on combat power, he will still be biased towards Zhou Yu.

Only by seeing true cruelty can you understand what outrageousness means.

Even at this time, Zhou Yu was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"But the courtyard I chose is extremely remote. How did the other party find it?" Thinking of this, Jiang He's eyes suddenly fell on Wang Jie and Wei Leshu.

A faint gray light appeared in his eyes. In just a moment, he discovered that there was a demon insect that was very similar to the Red Flame Demon Worm beside Wei Leshu.

"Be careful, among these two people, there is a master who controls demon insects. I suspect that this person discovered our traces." The voice of the resentful He suddenly rang in Zhou Yu's heart.

Clam!

Almost the moment this sound fell, Zhou Yu's figure moved and disappeared into the courtyard.

Wang Jie's eyes moved, a golden light appeared in his hand, and he reacted very quickly toward a certain air point ahead.

Boom!

In an instant, two wild airflows burst into all directions, and at one point, while entangling each other.

Clam!

The crisp sound of the sword sounded and it was seen in the turbulent stream. The Qingming Sword rolled back and fell into Zhou Yu's hands.

He looked at Wang Jie, and saw a black spear appearing in the latter's hand.

"The monk from the wild world?" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu's heart sank.

He has practiced the Mangyuan Body Refining Technique and communicated with Lin Qingxuan. He can be said to be very familiar with the monks in the Manghuang Realm.

Most monks in this world use the power of monsters to develop human treasures and practice treasure techniques, and take the path of the ancient Divine Sect Demon Sect.

He is extremely strong in combat, and is definitely not comparable to a monk.

Looking at Wang Jie holding a black spear, Zhou Yu's vigilance increased greatly.

This battle may be even more difficult than he imagined.

After all, this person's cultivation level has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul. Although his God-Reigning Slash claims to be able to kill all the cultivators under the God-Transforming God.

But if this person's soul is strong, it may not be able to work in one blow, not to mention that there is more than one person around this person.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu was not only not nervous at all, but was a little eager to try it out.

"Sword light differentiates." This was the thought, and Zhou Yu pinched the sword technique with both hands.

As the sword energy rose on the Qingming Sword, sword lights continued to grow from the sword.

But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Qingming swords appeared in the space where Zhou Yu was located.

"go."

The next moment, with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, hundreds of Qingming swords roared towards the place where Wang Jie and Wei Leshu were.

Since he guessed that this person's physical realm might be stronger than himself, Zhou Yu naturally would not have been reckless in fighting hard from the beginning.

"It's indeed the man of Yi Jian." Seeing this scene, a flash of light burst out from Wang Jie's eyes.

Bang!

In an instant, a dazzling golden light suddenly rose above his body. His already burly body, against the backdrop of the golden light, was like a god, whistling towards the sword light that was rushing towards him.

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, with Wang Jie's impact, the sword lights that roared in, were shaking or shaking by the black spear, and continued to collapse as soon as they fell.

"So fierce." Seeing Wang Jie in Zhou Yu's sword formation, he was like a nobody's land. The resentful crane hiding behind him opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief.

"Or, let's run away." He said in a voice transmission.

"With your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Escape Dragon Shuttle, this person will definitely not be able to catch up with us."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu glanced at the latter with a faint look. This stupid crane, who was afraid of death, would not have any other plans.

However, when he was not allowed to think about these things, Zhou Yu's figure moved and rushed towards Wang Jie in a flash.

Buzz!

In an instant, the sword sounded loudly.

The sword lights were centered on Zhou Yu, like thousands of swords returning to the sect, forming a tornado-like storm.

“Good come.”

Wang Jie, who had long been uninterested in the flying sword that had washed away, saw this scene and his desire to fight rose in his eyes.

The black spear in his hand appeared in front of him. As the magic power in his hand surged out, the spear was divided into seven in the golden light and rotated around his body.

"drink!"

In an instant, spears burst out.

The gun was like rain, and it was just a few points at first, but as the distance between the two continued to shorten, a downpour suddenly formed.

The next moment, Zhou Yu drove the sword energy and came storm.

Boom!

In an instant, violent golden and green light bloomed, and the sword light and spear light were like blooming fireworks, constantly scattering and flying from between them.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and two rays of light rolled backwards from the storm.

Zhou Yu held the Qingming Sword in his hand, and looked at Wang Jie who was also flying backwards, and felt his arm numb.

He had never met a strong enemy who could fight him in close combat.

But at the moment, there was no time to think, because Wang Jie once again held a black gun and swept over like a domineering black dragon.

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Chapter completed!