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Chapter 619 The Great Buddha Standing!(2/3)

His sword never intended to fall on the person in front of him. Whether Yu Lingdi died in battle or No. 33 was destroyed, these were not as good as the past feelings.

This sword cannot fall at all!

"You go."

Gou Wuyue sighed.

Under the surprised gazes of all the white-clothed people, he finally expressed his inner wish, "Sang Qiye, I can't repay you. Before I change my mind, take all of you Saint Slaves and get out of the Eighth Palace."

!”

"this?"

Bai Yi was shocked.

No one would have thought that Senior Wuyue would say such rebellious words when the mission was at hand.

He is one of the Seven Sword Immortals in the Mainland, and one of the two masters of the Holy Temple.

Can these words be said in front of the white-clothed Holy God Guard?

Are these words something we in the Holy Temple can listen to?

"Go crazy!"

A low cry was heard among the white clothes.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

"Senior Wuyue, this..."

"Master Yu Lingdi, Senior No. 33 is gone. How dare he?"

"If these words fall into the ears of Dao Palace Master and Lord Cansheng, Senior Wuyue will not be able to wash them away at all!"

"Obviously the headquarters still treats him as an outsider..."

"Shh!"

Anyone with eyesight can already see that something is wrong.

If Gou Wuyue really wanted to take action, he might not be able to wait until now, when Yu Lingdi and No. 33 were killed in battle before taking action.

He should have fought hard to capture the Eight Masters when they first appeared.

Now these words come out, which further illustrates the importance of the Eighth Sword Immortal in his heart.

Since I didn't take action at that time.

So at this moment, it's very likely that he really won't be able to make a move.

And stuck in this moment...

Baiyi can listen to some words and pass them on later.

But there is no doubt that at this moment, it cannot be discussed!

Ba Zunzun smiled lightly, glanced at the people in white, and asked calmly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Gou Wuyue closed her eyes heavily.

"My heart is like a clear mirror. What I do and how I choose are the choices they give me."

"Since they dare to do this, then I have to be mentally prepared for what I will do from my heart."

"But I don't think so." Ba Zunxun denied.

Gou Wuyue was amused by the ignorance of the dying person in front of her. Just as she was about to say something, Bazun said again: "I came here, I have already made it clear before, that I am here to kill people, not to kill people."

Coming on the way."

At this time, not only Bazun Zun was stunned, but even Bai Yi was dumbfounded.

Everyone thought the previous words were just a joke.

I never thought that the person who was speaking alone would take it seriously.

"Does he really want to kill seven hundred people in white clothes and rip off all the osmanthus flowers in the mountain?"

Bai Yi was stunned.

This is a fantasy!

The former Eighth Sword Immortal might still have a slight possibility.

But one of the current Seven Sword Immortals is ahead.

How could he dare to take this statement seriously even though he is a knowledgeable person?

Gou Wuyue refused to accept even a word of rebellion, turned around and left, and is he still rampant here?

The crowd in white clothes was excited, and two people were about to have a baby immediately.

But after thinking about it for a moment, the inexplicable death of No. 33...

Just now, was it really a coincidence?

On the other hand, Gou Wuyue was really angry.

"Ba Zunzun, do you really want to fight stubbornly?"

"kill……"

With an angry and funny expression on his face, he pointed at the dead branch and then looked at the man.

"Why?!"

"With this tattered branch in your hand?"

"Just because you have the ability to support your flight?"

"Just because of your... spine that can't even be straightened after being crushed by this world?"

Gou Wuyue laughed, her face became solemn for a long time, and her voice became completely cold, "Ba Zunzun, do you really have to wear out all my patience and die calmly before you can be worthy of all my sacrifices?"

"I never expect anyone to pay for me."

After a pause, Bazun looked back thoughtfully, took a deep look at Gou Wuyue, and said with a hint: "I never hope."

Haitang'er, who was hiding in the space debris, trembled and realized that this time, it seemed that she had really done something wrong.

How can the Eighth Sword Immortal need help from others?

"Then what are you trying to do?!" Gou Wuyue roared angrily, his words filled with madness.

"kill."

The word "light" floats down gracefully.

Everyone thought this man was crazy.

If you really don't have a good chance of escape, you won't give up until Tai Sui has dirt on his head?

Gou Wuyue could no longer restrain her impulse.

"rampant!!"

His roar was as loud as thunder.

At this moment, the world was in turmoil, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

Even the heavens were shaken by his anger, turning from sunny to overcast, with black clouds overhead, cold wind blowing, space collapsed, and mountains disintegrating in one word.

The famous sword Nulan's voice slanted.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."

The torrent of blue Mojian swept from east to west and penetrated directly to the place where the Eight Masters were.

"careful."

Haitang'er exclaimed.

The remaining petals at the feet of the Eight Masters stood up, as if they wanted to block this wave of attacks.

But how strong is Mo's swordsmanship?

With just one impact, the petals were shattered and completely torn into powder.

"Whoosh".

Haitang'er wanted to save the space.

Even if the first one insists on having his own way, no matter how hard he fights to the death, he cannot let the first one die here!

But the crack in the space was about to open, and Haitang'er was about to escape from it, but suddenly stopped, looking at the torrent of Mo Jian from a distance, it seemed that an astonishing sword intent was rising.

——A completely different sword intent from Gou Wuyue!

"this?"

When the green torrent washed past, everyone thought that even the immortal body of the Eight Masters could not withstand the power of Taixu and the damage of Mo Jian.

In this wave, even if you don't die, you will be captured on the spot.
To be continued...
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