For a moment, Si Junyu was so frightened that he lost his mind!
"ah!"
Si Junyu pulled out a long sword with cold light from his storage bag. His spiritual power surged crazily and he stabbed the middle-aged monk in the head!
At the same time, Si Junyu tore into pieces an amulet he had always held in his left hand.
Wow!
Around Si Junyu, golden light flourished, forming an indestructible shield of light.
Looking at the stabbing sword, the middle-aged monk did not dodge and flicked it with his fingers.
The fingertips collided with the spine of the sword.
when!
The long sword in Si Junyu's hand was actually broken by the middle-aged monk with one finger!
Sijun's tiger's mouth was shattered and he couldn't hold the sword, so he let go.
Then he felt that his eyes were filled with flowers, and the figure of the middle-aged monk had disappeared.
In the eyes of others, they saw the middle-aged monk breaking his long sword with his finger, and then he made a step forward and walked around behind Si Junyu.
The middle-aged monk's movements were too smooth.
Like clouds and flowing water, there has been no pause in the process from the moment he took action until now.
The middle-aged monk pressed his whole body against him, like a big python, wrapping around the golden mask around Si Junyu, and suddenly exerted force!
Click, click, click!
Cracks appeared on this golden mask.
After a momentary pause, the golden light shield shattered!
The middle-aged monk stretched out his big hand and pinched Si Junyu's neck directly, using his five fingers to exert strength.
Si Junyu felt weak all over, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't move. He could only let the middle-aged monk lift him up!
"Everyone stop it!"
The middle-aged monk turned around, his voice cold.
The two Daxia guards and three sword cultivators from Jie Tian Sword Sect who were chasing after them stopped quickly, with deep fear in their eyes.
This middle-aged monk is so cruel!
From the moment he took action until now, all the Jindan masters who stood in front of him were killed and no one survived!
This doesn't look like a compassionate eminent monk. Instead, he looks like a murderous demon!
In the blink of an eye, Si Junyu fell into the hands of the middle-aged monk, and Gusu Qi and True Lord Tianchen had to temporarily give up the siege of True Lord Mingze.
True Lord Mingze's spirit suddenly relaxed, and he fell directly from the air due to exhaustion.
Fortunately, Ji Yaoxue stepped forward and supported him.
The situation in front of me suddenly became delicate.
In the Great Xia Dynasty, there are still five Jindan Zhenren and two Yuanying realm sword cultivators with terrifying strength.
On Da Zhou's side, Ji Yaoxue released the Emperor's Qi Control Technique, but her spiritual power had been exhausted and her combat power was limited.
True Lord Mingze was even more bruised and unable to fight anymore.
On the surface, it seems that the Zhou Dynasty is completely at a disadvantage, but cleverly, Si Junyu fell into the hands of the middle-aged monk!
Suddenly, Mingze Zhenjun and others suddenly understood the middle-aged monk's intention.
If faced with a head-on challenge, he is no match for the two Nascent Soul Realm sword cultivators.
If you want to break the situation and get a chance to survive, the only way is to capture Si Junyu alive with thunderous momentum and take control of the initiative!
"What a powerful monk!"
True Lord Mingze sighed inwardly.
Being able to find the only way to break the situation in such a short period of time shows that this middle-aged monk understands the battle situation and his mind is so delicate and terrifying!
In fact, until this moment, Mingze Zhenjun was still unaware of the middle-aged monk's true intention.
When he realized it, he felt not just shock, but fear!
How much courage does it take to dare to think like that!
Ji Yaoxue supported True Lord Mingze and looked at the middle-aged monk not far away, frowning slightly.
She didn't know why, but she always felt like something was weird.
If this middle-aged monk was only in the Golden Core realm and they were strangers to each other, why would he risk huge dangers to save her
It was just a matter of taking action, but he was so decisive in killing, as if he was taking action in anger.
Si Junyu and others were targeting her. Where did this middle-aged monk's anger come from
Could it be that this person once had a blood feud with the Great Xia Dynasty, and his current attack was just a coincidence
Ji Yaoxue couldn't figure it out.
Gusu Qi and Tianchen Zhenjun stared at the middle-aged monk with cold expressions, as if they wanted to see something on the middle-aged monk's face.
The middle-aged monk's face was expressionless, and his eyes were calm.
Gu Suqi narrowed his eyes and said faintly: "There is a saying in Buddhism: Bodhisattvas lower their eyebrows, so they are compassionate to all living beings. Monk, as a member of your Buddhist sect, you are too murderous!"
"There is also a saying in Buddhism that only with the angry eyes of the Vajra can the demons be subdued!"
The middle-aged monk's eyes are as bright as a torch, he really is coming, don't look at him closely!
"snort!"
A murderous intent appeared in the eyes of True Lord Tianchen, and he said in a cold voice: "Monk, if you dare to hurt his life, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces, bruise your bones and spread ashes!"
Faced with the threat from True Lord Nascent Soul, the middle-aged monk remained unmoved and instead used his fingers harder.
Si Junyu's face turned purple, but he couldn't say a word.
Gu Suqi's eyes flickered and he suddenly said: "If we continue to remain in a stalemate like this, we won't get any results, so why don't we make a deal."
"Oh?" The middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows slightly.
Gu Su Qi said in a deep voice: "Let him go, and we will leave immediately!"
The middle-aged monk pondered for a while and asked, "How do I know you won't go back on your word?"
True Lord Tianchen and Gu Su Qi looked at each other, understanding in their hearts, and the cunning in their eyes flashed away, and they quickly said: "As True Lord Nascent Soul, the two of us value our reputation, and we will never change what we say!"
Hearing this, Zhenjun Mingze was shocked.
In the cruel world of cultivation, unless it is someone who can be completely trusted, how can such a verbal promise count
What's more, even if Gusu Qi and the others repent and kill them all, what happened here will never be spread, and it will naturally not have any impact on their reputations.
True Lord Mingze thought that with the mind of a middle-aged monk, he could definitely see the danger in this.
He did not expect that the middle-aged monk seemed to be greatly moved.
"really?"
The middle-aged monk frowned slightly, looked at the two Nascent Soul Lords and asked again.
“Once a word is spoken, it’s hard to chase it back!”
Gusu Qi suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, kept his expression and spoke firmly!
In his opinion, although this middle-aged monk has some skills and a very high mind, he may have been in seclusion and chanting sutras for many years and has too little experience in the world of cultivation.
As long as they rescue Si Junyu, this middle-aged monk will die!
"Don't… "
True Lord Mingze was anxious. Just as he spoke, he saw the middle-aged monk nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you."
With that said, the middle-aged monk carried Si Junyu and walked towards the two Nascent Soul Lords Gusu Qi.
In an instant, Zhenjun Mingze lost all hope.
He has noticed that deep in the eyes of Gu Su Qi and Tian Chen Zhenjun, there is excitement and murderous intention that cannot be concealed.
The two men's eyes were blazing, as if their mouths were wide open, waiting for this ignorant monk to come to their door.
At this moment, Ji Yaoxue's heart moved, and she suddenly asked in a low voice: "Since he wanted to let people go, why did he go to Gusu Qi and the others?"
True Lord Mingze was stunned.
yes.
If you want to let him go, you can let him go easily. Why do you want to go to Gusu Qi and the others
"What is he going to do?"
A flash of confusion flashed in the eyes of Zhenjun Mingze.
"Could it be..."