After finishing speaking, the young man with a smile stepped out and shouted to Zhou Yiyun who was fighting: "Brother, don't hold back. Use whatever moves you have, we will take care of the other people for you. This one

You have to deal with this guy on your own."

"Ha ha..."

Suddenly a burst of laughter burst out from Zhu Weizhen's mouth. After hearing the words with a slight smile, Zhu Weizhen felt funny and looked at Zhou Yiyun with a hint of disdain.

But Zhou Yiyun had other ideas. Now that he was in a dangerous situation, he couldn't allow himself to make the slightest mistake.

When fighting Zhu Weizhen, Zhou Yiyun never tried his best. Although he used the two martial arts skills of Paifeng Palm and Star Meteor Fist, they were mostly defensive, and the power was greatly reduced. There was no momentum but no power.

And Zhu Weizhen is not an idiot. When fighting Zhou Yiyun, he still had some strength left. He kept attacking Zhou Yiyun just to test his depth. Without seeing the other three clearly, how could he dare?

He risked his life to fight.

Now that I heard Smile's words, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

At this time, Zhu Weizhen was filled with resentment in his heart. He hated that he was not strong enough to kill everyone present and was being restrained and threatened by them. At the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly, looking for a chance of survival.

After the laughter, Zhu Weizhen looked stern and his eyes were cold. He looked at the smiling three people and said coldly: "If you attack me, maybe I will still be a little afraid. I admit that I am not strong enough and I am not your opponent.

Then he pointed at Zhou Yiyun with his right hand and said contemptuously: "But if you let him come out to deal with me, you are looking down on me. I really don't take a seventh-level warrior in my eyes."

He shook the folding fan gently in his hand, smiled lightly, and shook his head.

But what he said next with a slight smile made Zhu Wei's face look ashen and bloodless: "Put away your little thoughts and have a good fight. No matter what the outcome is, you will die today, so you don't need to say that you can defeat him."

I just let you go and so on."

Then he smiled slightly and said: "Before that, I won't interfere in your fight. If you can, I will help you. Oh, but I don't think you can beat him. You can think that I despise you or

I despise you, but I do think so."

Zhu Weizhen originally thought so, and wanted to use words to stimulate Qianxiao and others, so as to make a bet.

Now that he had seen through it with a slight smile, his face could not help but turn blue and red, and at the same time he cursed in his heart: "Damn, you damn kid. It's not that easy to kill me. If I let me escape by chance, I have to let you try to survive or die."

The taste of."

Glancing at the smiling man standing not far away, Zhu Weizhen snorted coldly and thought about it at the same time.

"Boy, it's you who caused me to be in this situation now. Since I want to die, I will also drag you to be buried with me."

Roaring viciously at Zhou Yiyun, Zhu Weizhen kept walking and rushed straight towards Zhou Yiyun. At the same time, fighting energy was brewing in his palms, waiting for a powerful blow.

"Yinfeng Palm!"

When he reached the attacking distance, Zhu Weizhen swung his palm fiercely and struck Zhou Yiyun in the chest. Fighting energy surged in his palm, waiting to be broken out.

"Starfall Fist!"

As early as when Zhu Weizhen started to attack, Zhou Yiyun also used his fists to maintain his strength. Now when he saw Zhu Weizhen's attack, he showed no weakness and raised his fists to meet him.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms connected, making a muffled sound, and their bodies shook at the same time, but they did not separate from each other, secretly competing with each other.

"drink!"

With a deep shout, Zhu Weizhen increased his strength in vain, and the surging fighting spirit poured directly into his palm, and rushed towards Zhou Yiyun's palm.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

Unable to withstand the impact of the force, Zhou Yiyun stepped back continuously, his brows slightly furrowed with a hint of doubt.

When Zhu Weizhen's fists just came into contact, Zhou Yiyun clearly felt a feminine force entering his body along with the fighting spirit, which made him shiver unconsciously. It was really weird.

Before he could think about it carefully, Zhu Weizhen, who had gained the upper hand over there, waved his palms again and again and attacked fiercely, not giving Zhou Yiyun any chance to breathe.

"Boy, if you don't want to be robbed or buried here, how about you just listen to me? I will protect your life and escape intact." While slapping his palm, Zhu Weizhen lowered his voice and said to Zhou Yiyun.

Looking at Zhou Yiyun, who frowned slightly and had a puzzled expression on his face, Zhu Weizhen said again: "As long as you act with me here, I promise not to hurt you."

"What kind of show are you playing?" Zhou Yiyun replied.

"As long as we deliberately create some momentum, the surrounding monks who enter the World of Warcraft Forest will be attracted. When the time comes, I will declare my home and I believe there will be many people willing to help us. With my status as the young master of the Xuanyin Sect, if

If they help me, it will not be easy for them to gain a foothold in Youluo City."

"As long as you cooperate a little bit, I will naturally remember your kindness. If I can kill them, each of them will also have a spirit-gathering weapon in their hands, and I will reward you with one."

"This matter will be of no harm to you, as long as you stand with me and do what I say."

"how do you feel?"

Looking at Zhou Yiyun, whose expression kept changing, Zhu Weizhen felt a burst of joy in his heart, and continued to seduce: "In the current situation, it is always right for you to stand with me, and you should not hesitate. Now they let the two of us fight here.

Fighting, we can also see their intentions. If there is only one of us left, we will definitely die. Only the two of us can gain a little chance of survival and turn a dead end into a way of survival."

Listening to Zhu Weizhen's words, Zhou Yiyun frowned and pretended to resist Zhu Weizhen's attack while his mind was racing.

If Zhou Yiyun's inner thoughts were followed, he would actually be more willing to deal with Qianxiao and the others.

From the moment he revealed the spirit-gathering weapon, they seemed to be just surprised. There was no greed in their eyes like Zhu Weizhen and others. The most important point was that they each had a spirit-gathering weapon, so the chance of robbing them was greatly reduced.

If he listened to Zhu Weizhen's words, and if a passing monk really was willing to help, then he would be in danger again. Who knows if Zhu Weizhen would immediately turn his back and rob him again after he stood firm.

Furthermore, Zhou Yiyun, who had already planned to use a big killing weapon, would not care whether the three boys and girls opposite him wanted to kill him. Anyway, the fewer people there, the better.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yiyun relaxed his brows, then jumped back suddenly and shouted to Zhu Weizhen:

"etc!"

Zhu Weizhen, who didn't know why, had to stop and look at Zhou Yiyun.

But what Zhou Yiyun said next almost made Zhu Weizhen spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Come and kill him quickly!"

"He wanted to delay time and deliberately made noise to attract nearby monks. He also wanted to ask the attracted monks to kill you and seize your weapons. He also lured and threatened me, hoping that I would fully assist him. This person's heart is too bad.

kill him."

Hearing this, the livid-faced Zhu Weizhen trembled with anger, pointed his right hand at Zhou Yiyun, and roared angrily:
Chapter completed!