Chapter 10 Strength
As a monk who has ascended, Wuyan's strength is not very strong. She thinks that the reason for her ascension is that she has cultivated enough merits, but in fact it is more of God's will.

Moreover, in the past 500 years, she has traveled all over the world, with no family or sect, she insisted on learning to become a miscellaneous family, and almost ascended to the sky, thanks to her being cautious enough.

She is always used to keeping one hand.

Don't fight monsters that you can't win, don't make merits that are not easy to accumulate, and save a little spiritual power when casting spells.

She was alone, always on guard, afraid that when her energy was exhausted, she would fall into the abyss again.

At that time, she had nowhere to go, and her only hope was the righteous True Monarch Transcending Tribulation.

For this reason, she has always cherished her life, looking forward to listening to his trial when she crosses the catastrophe.

She thought that she must not have done well enough, that's why she didn't succeed in ascension.

She clenched the sword in her hand tightly and decided to risk her life and go all out for her master and her god.

As Zhen Shuzi tried his best to prop up the wood spirit magic circle, the mountain barrier was about to be completed, and a season of shining countless magic circles slowly descended from the sky like a rainbow, which was about to cover the entire blood pool.

Zhu Heli was waiting for this moment, he smiled triumphantly:

"Why bother, giving your life for the common people? I have to say, you people are so naive and ridiculous."

After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand, attacked Zhen Shuzi who was defenseless, and struck down with a force that broke a thousand junctures.

This sword was poured into his practice in this life and his determination to betray the way of heaven.

"go to hell!"

He let out a loud cry, his distorted smile was reflected in the pool of blood, and the moment he was about to swing his sword, a chill came over him suddenly.

A layer of frost suddenly formed on the pool of blood that was still boiling just now, and an endless chill filled the world, as if in shape, it punched him hard.

Although his mind was clear, he found that his limbs were extremely sluggish, and the spiritual flow in his body became abnormally slow, with a faint tendency to frost.

His first reaction.

What kind of spell is this?
In the next second, Wuyan's frosty face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, blocking Zhen Shuzi behind him, with a movement of his white clothes, he swung his sword.

Dozens of sword qi attacked Zhu Heli, which was exactly the same as his sword technique just now.

Damn it, dare to imitate him?

Zhu Heli rotated the sword body with his left hand to resist the flying sword, and formed a protective circle behind his back with his right hand, covering himself in the barrier to resist the second attack of the flying sword after its transformation.

Wuyan squinted his eyes slightly, and immediately regretted that this sword technique was supposed to be defensive in this way.

Because she was used to being stingy, she missed her master, and she couldn't help feeling remorse.

There is still room for fighting alone, but if you have a companion, you must fight with all your strength and never die.

She made up her mind and stood unswervingly between Zhu Helizhen's books.

This time, unless she dies, don't even think about hurting her master at all.

Zhu Heli was short-tempered, just now she was a nobody of the yellow-haired girl, and she was instantly powerful in her hands.

How unfair is this world?
Seeing that the magic circle was about to be completed, he decided to give it a go, using his whole body to fight against Wuyan.

In terms of strength, Zhu Heli is much stronger than Wuyan.

However, he is in a high position, there are not many monsters that need him to deal with personally, he is familiar with the sword manual, and the moves are proficient enough, but the use of the moves is not perfect, and there are frequent loopholes in the fight.

But Wuyan relies on the accumulation of corpses of monsters one by one, the accumulation of remnant souls of monsters one by one, fighting for hundreds of years, from the sacrifice in the hands of a monster, into Taoism, stealing a little bit, imitating, and growing up by himself of geeks.

She has rich combat experience and is very difficult to fight. Even though Zhu He has a Mahayana Tribulation cultivation base, which is far better than Wuyan at his peak, she still can't get half of the benefits in her hands.

There is no opening, no reckless fight with Zhu Heli, and constant detours and pulls to avoid his fierce attack.

Zhu Heli couldn't help becoming impatient, and turned into a second clone, holding two long swords, and attacked Zhenshuzi and Wuyan respectively.

He laughed angrily:
"Study, I will let you learn, my Xuantian sect secret technique, I will see how you learn it."

He was already in a state of desperation, unable to suppress his inner anger.

In any case, he must kill Zhen Shuzi, which is the condition given to him by the devil.

Although Wuyan was already extremely exhausted, years of fighting had made her so proficient in many moves that she didn't need to use her brain at all, and it was only then that she survived Zhu Heli's onslaught for so long.

Zhu Heli's exercises are always inexplicably familiar to her, but she really can't learn this move. She doesn't have Zhu Heli's profound exercises, and it's too late.

She stood with her sword in her hand, letting the bloody wind blow her long hair.

Smiling lightly, she held the sword in her left hand and quickly rotated the blade as a defense, and put her right hand behind her back to form a formation.

Zhu Heli only thought that she had to learn his own body-protection formation to save her life again, but he didn't take it seriously, his real goal was Zhen Shuzi.

But he was also quite annoyed, watching Wuyan learn a lot of his own moves in a very short time, it was like watching a thief remove something from his treasure house.

She clearly drew the formation behind her back, yet she can learn it well?
The calm pool of blood reflected the faceless fingers that drew quickly.

She has never learned swordsmanship before, her spells are mediocre, but her formations are top-notch.

The dexterous fingers are hidden behind the back, and when the five fingers are turned, the five kinds of spiritual power flow in them, and a comprehensive body protection circle is completed.

Zhu Heli's avatar stabbed at Zhen Shuzi with a sword, but was blocked by a multicolored barrier. It was an enchantment he had never seen before. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't split it, not even leaving a single crack .

But at this moment, his other avatar pierced Wuyan's shoulder with a sword.

He was stabbing at the real Shuzi, and the movement of the clone was the same, but the real Shuzi was too tall, and Wuyan was blessed because of his short height, the sword that stabbed at the real Shuzi's shoulder, the clone was in Wuyan Here, Yan just scratched her shoulder.

"No face."

After the repair of the protective barrier was completed, Zhenshuzi immediately came back to his senses, hugging Wuyan to his chest.

"Why are you so stupid? You are my only heir. If I die, you will still be there. What will we do in Hehuandao when you die?"

Enduring the pain, she hugged Wuyan, seeing her pure and innocent apprentice's white clothes soaked in blood, she couldn't stop her heartache.

"Master protects the world, I protect master, master has no regrets, no face and no regrets."

Wuyan is extremely exhausted, but full of joy, she sincerely gives and reaps true happiness.

She looked at the master's eyes full of love, smiled, and imagined the master's face as the appearance of the true king of Dujie.

This is the way, God, did I do the right thing this time?

She asked silently in her heart.

"I want you to die badly."

Seeing the completion of the formation, Zhu Heli couldn't accept this result. After all, the wood spirit monks who went to the second main peak had already been beheaded by him.

Bewitched, he has no way of turning back.

Most of the monks who had completed the magic circle were exhausted and their bodies were exhausted. When they came out and saw this situation, they couldn't help being stunned.

Especially True Monarch Dujie.

His eyes widened, and he looked at Wuyan's shoulder in disbelief.

He frowned fiercely, his heart clenched.

You know, the shoulders with no face are the most beautiful.

"Who hurt my junior sister?"

The deep voice seemed to come from hell, and the exhausted monk trembled in fright.

Zhu Heli smiled foolishly and shouted loudly:
"Labor and capital did it, what can you do?"

"Not only did I hurt your junior sister, I also wanted to kill her, and then kill your senior uncle, and kill all the members of your Excalibur sect."

Everyone was surprised to find that Zhu Heli's pupils were gradually dyed a crazy red, like a pool of blood.

One exclaimed:
"Is the suzerain possessed?"

In an instant, the calm sea of ​​blood began to boil, and countless demonic energy shot up into the sky, collided with the barrier, rebounded after being suppressed, and all flowed into Zhu Heli's body.

His skin instantly became pitch black, as if it had been scorched by high temperature, its mottled and cracked.

This posture made everyone understand that Zhu Heli was not a demon at this moment.

The demon is supported by the blood pool, and Zhu Heli enjoys the part of the blood pool rushing to the human world, and he is still close to the demon. He still remembers the command of the demon king, grabs Wuyan's master and apprentice, turns around and jumps into the blood pool, and disappears in front of everyone , leaving only a string of churning bubbles.

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