The saint snorted coldly and glanced at Wu Tian.

"Wu Tian, ​​you think I am a three-year-old child. Just by saying this, I will give you the 'Heshi Bi'. Like you, who come to ask for the Heshi Bi under the guise of the people of the world, there are hundreds of people every year. If I were deceived by you so easily, Cihang Jingzhai would have been ruined. Before I got angry, you will leave immediately, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

The saint shook her sleeves, turned around and left.

Wu Tian bit his lower lip slightly. He couldn't borrow the Heshi Bi, so he could not break Yang Xuyan's "Immortal Seal", and all his previous efforts were in vain.

Go out of here.

Wu Tian once again blocked the Saint's way.

The saint was completely angry and pointed at Wu Tian and shouted: "Wu Tian, ​​you are becoming more and more arrogant. You blocked the way of this saint again and again. What do you mean?"

Wu Tiandao: "Saint, Wu Tian begs you again and hopes that you will lend me the 'Heshi Bi'."

"No borrowing!"

The saint refused decisively.

Wu Tiandao: "Since the saint is so determined, don't blame me."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let me lend you something."

Wu Tian reached out to catch the Saint.

As his hand was about to touch the Saint, the Saint disappeared.

"After shadow!"

Wu Tian said in surprise.

Then a sneer from a saint came from behind: "Wu Tian, ​​with your current skills, you are simply seeking death. I have given you many opportunities before, but you don't cherish it. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being cruel."

The saint shook his hand, and two white silk flew out of his sleeves, quickly wrapping Wu Tian's arms from both sides.

Wu Tian tried hard to tear them apart, but he couldn't hurt them at all.

[Dingdong, the current force value of the Saint is at least 400,000, so the host must not show off.]

Wu Tian was dark and the system didn't say anything long ago. Why did he wait for him to start the fight before reminding him!

With this distraction, the saint threw out the third white silk and hit Wu Tian's chest.

Wu Tian flew out, hit a wall, and blood bleeded at the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood, forced himself to stand up, and walked towards the Saint again.

The saint's eyes were still cold, without any emotion.

"I still want to fight? You can't stand this saint just using the five success powers. If I use the tenth level of skill, you will definitely die."

Wu Tian smiled slightly and nodded: "I know, I am not your opponent, but for the sake of the people, even if I want to die, I will borrow the 'Heshi Bi'."

As he said that, Wu Tian performed the "Three Styles of Heavenly Jue".

The sword energy flew across the board, sharp and domineering, heading straight to the Saint from all directions.

The saint shook his head slightly and shook his sleeves. The sword energy immediately changed direction and attacked Wu Tian.

Wu Tian was shocked. This woman was at least the ninth sect of the master. Her combat power of over 190,000 is no less than Yang Xuyan!

He had no time to dodge, and crossed his hands in front of his head, and used the true energy in his body to carry his own sword energy.

The sword energy exploded around Wu Tian, ​​emitting waves of dust.

After the dust passed, Wu Tian was still standing, but his hands and feet were injured by the sword energy, and blood flowed out.

"You are really tenacious, you don't die like this."

The saint smiled coldly.

"I will not die until I borrow the 'Heshi Bi'."

Wu Tian’s breath is weak.

The move just now had hurt his heart and lungs, and he was no longer able to perform the "Tianjue Three Styles". As long as the Saint's light blow, he would fall to the ground immediately.

"Is that so? You are at the end of your strength now, what else can you do?"

The saint raised his right hand and gently slapped Wu Tian.

The palm wind was swift and strong, hitting Wu Tian's belly.
Chapter completed!