"puff!"

The cold light dissipated, and Pojun's hand holding the Greedy Wolf Sword was cut off at the same wrist.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh…”

Pojun's face was pale, and he was sweating like rain. He couldn't hold the Tianbian Knife held in his other hand.

"It's really amazing. If I weren't going to be able to withstand this attack!" Orochimaru murmured to himself.

Unable to resist does not mean that Orochimaru can't take this move. It's just that speed just now... He didn't even have time to use ninjutsu, it was really too fast!

"Who is your Excellency? You must also stop me from doing things in Juewu Shen Palace?" Juewu Shen looked at the woman in white in a mask coldly.

The woman chuckled and said, "I heard that Jue Wushen, you killed your master and your senior brother? You also sent someone to Shaolin to steal the golden bell cover and revise it to create an immortal golden body?"

“…”

He didn't slap people in the face, and said that he didn't reveal his shortcomings. Jue Wushen blinked, and he didn't understand what this woman was going to say at all.

"Do you want to enter the Central Plains?" the woman said again.

"So what? The world is the most important thing. I am strong enough, why can't I enter the Central Plains?" Jue Wushen breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't say anything more messy.

The woman smiled and said, "But, you are not virtuous!"

"..." Jue Wushen felt that this woman was sent by God to torture him. It was not that she was afraid, but she was still afraid. Pojun was not weak, but she was even killed by someone later. How strong is this woman?

What made Jue Wushen even arrive even more sad and angry was Orochimaru! Orochimaru's words were like him. I think they were from Fusang, so how could he save the Guo family? This damn bastard actually helped the foreigners deal with their own people!

"I have no gods, withdraw from this battle and return to Fusang!"

Pojun is disabled, and in terms of current combat effectiveness, I am afraid that even Guo Zitian can bully him. In addition, two peerless masters with strong strength but mysterious origins, Jue Wushen is determined to retreat.

If you can't enter the Central Plains this time, then there will always be a chance next time!

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want! Jue Wushen, what do you think of China?" the woman asked with her head tilted.

Among the Guo family on the other side, Guo Zijing, who was a little embarrassed, pulled Guo Zitian's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are these two people the reinforcements you mentioned? This is too domineering, right? Jue Wushen is extremely powerful. Although he wanted to enter the Central Plains twenty years ago and was beaten back by Wuming, he snatched the Golden Bell cover from Shaolin. Can these two seniors suppress him?"

He was right. Jue Wushen originally sent someone to Shaolin to steal seventy-two unique skills, but he found the secret book of the Golden Bell Cover and was discovered. After chasing him all the way, Jue Wushen came forward to confront the monk of Shaolin Temple and left safely with the secret book!

That incident had a great impact. I don’t know how many people in the Central Plains martial arts world were trying to go to Fusang to take revenge. But that’s all, no one was willing to go to that ghost place, and the monks in Shaolin Temple were unwilling to go.

"Tsk, it should be no problem to suppress him!" Guo Zitian replied in a daze, but his eyes were fixed on the token on the waist of the woman in white.

He dripped blood on the silver token, and some systems about the organization appeared directly in his mind. He was a great master, and he only had a silver token, and there was a gold token made of jade. The other party's token was jade!

Guo Zitian blinked. Are the seniors in the organization so cold? Do I have to learn this kind of cold attitude in the future? Otherwise, I will be looked down upon by the seniors in the organization?

"Honor, what should I do with these people?" Guo Zixuan asked.

"The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever! Guo Zitian, I have recorded this hatred!"

Pojun was a Jindan-level warrior. He fled with his broken arm injury and fled to the big ship on the shore.

"Swoosh!"

Just as Po Jun landed on the ship, the entire ship was frozen by ice as nearly ten kilometers of the nearby sea.

"Head of the family, which senior did this work?" Guo Zixuan asked tremblingly.
Chapter completed!