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    Phew!

    The breeze blew across his face, blowing the middle-aged man's flowing long hair. Wherever he looked, there was no shadow of gentleness anymore.  In fact, even Yang Feng's shadow was gone.

    "What the fuck, are you kidding me?"

    With anger in his heart, the middle-aged man seemed to understand.

    ¡°All the moves Wen Liang used just now were just a cover-up to blind him, and he didn¡¯t even intend to attack him.

    The chaotic and violent thunder and lightning that struck everywhere were intended to completely disrupt the fluctuations in the surrounding space, as if raising a cloud of smoke and dust to obscure his six senses.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Liang took Yang Feng and ran away.

    After thinking about all this, the middle-aged man's face twitched with anger: "You bastard, I won't let you go."

    Sa!

    As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man jumped up and flew high into the sky to chase after him.

    At the same time, Wen Liang also carried Yang Feng on his back and hurried away as fast as possible. Yang Feng ignored everything in the outside world and just closed his eyes quietly, concentrating on his soul.

    Wen Liang looked back with a firm look in his eyes: "A quarter of an hour, just hold on for a quarter of an hour."

    "You bastard, where are you running?"

    Suddenly, an angry shout rang out from behind Wen Liang. Wen Liang was frightened. He turned around and saw the middle-aged man chasing after him again with a fierce look. He immediately hurriedly accelerated his speed.

    However, no matter how fast he is, he is still not as fast as a level 186 master.

    So, in just a moment, the man came up quickly: "The divine art of heaven, the sky-cutting sword!"

    Sa!

    An invisible sharp blade struck at Wen Liang and Yang Feng. Wen Liang was startled, and his body fell and flew downwards. He barely dodged it, but

    Poof!

    There was a muffled sound, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red. His heart was completely soaked in blood, and there were waves of tingling pain in his soul.

    "Is thisthe law of space and time?"

    "Hmph, once my Sky-Destroying Sword locks onto a target, it will never miss. No matter how much you move around, it will eventually hit. This is the power of my law, hahaha!"

    The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and an evil light flashed in his eyes: "And the soul hit by me will slowly decay, hehehehe."

    Well!

    With his heart stagnant, Wen Liang felt that his strength was weakening rapidly, but he still gritted his teeth, stepped fiercely, and continued to fly into the distance.

    The middle-aged man curled his lips in disdain: "Little thing, your soul is like being poisoned. It is weakening rapidly and you can't fly anymore. If you continue to force yourself like this, your soul will be exhausted and dissipated."

    There¡¯s still a little bit left!

    Clenching his teeth tightly, Wen Liang ignored it, just flying desperately to delay time.  What he was thinking about now was just to wait for a quarter of an hour as Yang Feng said.

    The middle-aged man calmly fell behind him, like an eagle catching a chicken, enjoying the feeling of teasing after the prey was exhausted: "I said you just believe him so much? He said he let you fight for a moment.  Zhong, you just carry him and hide for a quarter of an hour? What if his injury is still not healed after a quarter of an hour? Wouldn¡¯t it be in vain for you to carry him? "

    There was no answer, Wen Liang just panted heavily and continued to fulfill his promise.

    The middle-aged man flew side by side with Wen Liang and continued: "Even if he is really out of danger after a quarter of an hour, his injuries improve, and he can escape, then he has escaped. What does it have to do with you? You  If you continue to consume like this, I'm afraid you will be exhausted and die in less than a quarter of an hour. In the end, you will make wedding clothes for others in vain. Why bother? In the end, he will live, and you will trade your death for his life. Are you willing to do so?  ?¡±

    Silence, Wen Liang's face turned a little pale, but he still rushed forward desperately, not caring at all about the fact that he had been overtaken.

    "IfI leave him alone and escape by myself, you will eventually catch up and devour me"

    "Yes, but you two died at that time. You didn't pay so much for him, so you will feel more balanced in your heart when you die. It's better than you saving him and dying yourself. Isn't that unfair?"

    "Why should both of them die together when one of them can survive?"

    Breathing heavily, Wen Liang glared at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "I might have run away before, but when faced with the threat of God Shura, this great god saved him regardless.  Among us, I am the one with the weakest soul power. The Great God said, the more critical the moment, the more we must help each other. It is because you only think about your own life that you will eventually be killed by God Shura.??Slaughtered cleanly.  "

    "fart!"

    bump!

    With a loud curse, the middle-aged man kicked Wen Liang in the air to the ground, making a huge hole, and Yang Feng was also thrown out.

    Wen Liang coughed twice violently and watched the middle-aged man fly in front of him. He looked down at him coldly and said: "In this world, only the weak and the strong prey on the weak. Only if you are strong enough can you stand firm in the world. If others become stronger,  , will only devour existences that are weaker than them, and become our biggest enemy, and are not worthy of trust at all. To save others, risking one's own life and making wedding clothes for others is simply stupid."

    "Everyone is dead and you are alone. Can you survive?"

    Shaking his head with a smile, Wen Liang grinned and said: "In the face of power, you only look at the immediate interests, are short-sighted, and fight fiercely within the nest. What is this called? This is called a mob. There is a movement of people fighting against people in this world. The top leaders have a little  By using a subterfuge, the common people are allowed to kill each other, intrigues, trust collapses, families are at odds, brothers are broken up, human relationships are no longer the same, and a group of people are tricked by the top like a gang of evil pens. Faced with the pressure of God Shura,  He was so frightened that he only knew how to fight with his colleagues but did not dare to touch a hair of the Shura God. How similar are they to this group of common people in the human world?"

    "Shut up!"

    With a roar, the middle-aged man was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead, and he cursed: "Do you think we are willing to be scared by God Shura to the point of running away? But what can we do if we don't run? Unite to resist? We are all a selfish group.  The old fox, who knows his calculations better than anyone else, how can we unite? Even if we get together, we still can't tell who was betrayed by whom. Young people, who don't know the dangers of the world, will fire off cannons randomly. Rather than being used as a gun by others.  Well, it¡¯s better for me to increase my strength and make a living in this troubled world.¡±

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    As he said that, the middle-aged man grabbed Wen Liang's neck and said, "I will swallow your soul first."

    Poof!

    However, when his iron palm pressed hard on that slender neck, he suddenly felt that his whole body was weak. Even when he pinched Wen Liang's throat, it was like pinching a steel ball, and his palm hurt.

    "What's going onmy power"

    "Character attribute adjustment, downgrade to level 1!"

    At this time, a leisurely voice sounded, laughing again and again: "A level 1 waste, whose combat power is about the same as that of a newborn baby, who else do you want to hurt? Jie Jie Jie!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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