Since the start of the war, this is the first time that Wang Po's iron knife has had the opportunity to come before Zhu Luo.
At the moment when Zhu Luo suddenly encountered a sneak attack, was wounded by a sword, his virtual image shattered, and the moon in the water was forced to return to his body.
Between the iron knife and the wind and rain, it reached the extreme, and it was also strong to the extreme.
Wang Po didn't care about what happened earlier at all, he didn't care about the bright moon in the rain, the assassin's sneak attack and sneak attack, Chen Changsheng's ten thousand swords blared, and just slashed at Zhu Luo in front of him.
It's like chopping firewood, more like settling accounts, extremely dedicated.
At this time, it may be the time when he is most likely to defeat Zhuluo, and it may even be the only time for him to defeat Zhuluo before stepping into the sacred realm.
Zhu Luo raised his palms to the sky, and the moon was covered by dark clouds.
No one knew who could be stronger, Wang Po's full-strength slash or Zhu Luo's hastily injured palm.
Until the next moment, no one knows.
Because, Wang Po's knife did not fall.
The iron knife stopped in the air in front of Zhu Luo.
Zhu Luo's palm also stopped in the air.
The two did not meet.
The torrential rain had subsided, but the street was still dark and extremely quiet.
The screen seems to be still.
Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Zhu Luo looked at Wang Po, remained silent, and suddenly his face became extremely pale.
Countless powerful breaths gushed out from the edges of his palms and his clothes, and dispersed into the light rain.
Those were the true energy that he forcibly restrained after being seriously injured, and should have fallen on Wang Po's iron knife, but he did not expect that Wang Po gave up his last chance, and the iron knife stopped in the air.
With a muffled buzzing sound, all of Zhu Luo's true essence fell into the void, and all of his breath was distributed between the heaven and the earth.
He never thought that Wang Po would withdraw the knife, because he was not such a person as Wang Po.
The reason why Wang Po withdrew his knife was not because he had calculated the next development of the situation, not because his fighting consciousness was strong enough to see through the dark clouds covering the moon, but because of a very simple reason.
Zhu Luo was injured, and he didn't want to take advantage of others.
He doesn't care about the best chances, he believes that as long as he can survive, he will step into the sacred realm one day, and then defeat Zhu Luo and other powerhouses in the sacred realm openly.
Therefore, Wang Po withdrew his sword.
So... Zhu Luo was seriously injured, even worse than the injuries Liu Qing and Chen Changsheng inflicted on him.
Blood overflowed from the corner of his lips and flowed from his body, faster and faster.
A lot of things that happen in this world don't make sense.
But it actually makes sense when you think about it carefully.
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The light rain was blowing, but the long street was still quiet.
Neither the people in the field nor the people watching the battle from a distance spoke.
Looking at Zhu Luo covered in blood, it was difficult for anyone to speak.
It has been hundreds of years, who has ever seen a big man like Bafang Fengfeng defeated by human hands
Who has ever seen a peerless powerhouse like Zhu Luo in such a state of embarrassment and suffering such a serious injury
Zhu Luo bowed his head, his long rain-wet hair fell over his shoulders. He looked at the sword in his hand, and there was only one hilt left—the Yuehua Sword was made of refined steel and mithril, which was extremely hard, but it had already turned into dust in the cracks of the wall and the ground.
He raised his head, looked at Chen Changsheng on the other side of Wei Yu, and said, "He was born with a sword heart?"
Hearing these words, the spectators who were shocked by the sound of ten thousand swords before were even more shocked.
Zhu Luo looked at Wang Po in front of him again, and said, "I admire you."
There are no more than five people in the entire continent who can make him express his admiration. But he told Wang Po. Because of the strong will and fighting power that Wang Po displayed in the battle today. It was also because the knife that Wang Po didn't drop in the end was far more powerful than the knife that fell.
Finally, Zhu Luo looked at the bloody assassin standing in front of the horse on the other side of the rainy street.
Today in Xunyang City, the three defenders of Suli are all heroes. In terms of the damage done to Zhu Luo, Chen Changsheng scored about two points, and Wang Po's Last Unfalling Knife accounted for five points. The assassin named Liu Qing took three points. For the entire battle situation, Wang Po is the foundation, Chen Changsheng is the last surprise player, and Liu Qing is the most critical breaker.
Assassins are about killing, so naturally they don't build. In the history books, they always appear as game breakers. The spectators in the distance on Rain Street looked at the assassin following Zhu Luo's eyes. They were shocked when they remembered that the two sudden changes in the previous battle were caused by this person. They wondered what the hell was going on. Who is this assassin? Who is willing to walk in the dark and act as an assassin after cultivating to the upper stage of Gathering Stars? Which assassin could actually figure out all the details of the battle and successfully destroy Zhu Luo's control of Xunyang City
Zhu Luo was too confident, or because Wang Po was too strong to keep his hand, he didn't mind killing Wang Po in Xunyang City, and could avoid some future problems, but he would not let Chen Changsheng die. The assassin had figured this out, so he launched a sneak attack in the rainstorm, killing Chen Changsheng with blood all over his sword.
The surname Zhu is a powerful clan in Tianliang County, with a large clan, even if Zhu Luo is not worried about Lishan Sword Sect's subsequent revenge and the hatred of the southerners, he still has to think about the descendants of the clan, and he has to think about his reputation after all. , so he didn't want to... kill Su Li with his own hands, so he chose to use the moon in the water to come to the end of the rainstorm and arrest Chen Changsheng. Zhu Luo thought that he used the simplest method to create the most perfect situation and gave the assassin a chance to kill Su Li, but he didn't expect that this opportunity was originally created for him by the assassin.
This is not an opportunity for the assassin to kill Su Li, but... an opportunity to kill him!
People's hearts, likes and dislikes, pros and cons, aristocratic families, feathers, sacredness, everything is in the assassin's calculations!
Standing in front of that assassin, Chen Changsheng naturally remembered the words Su Li taught him on the road, if there is a sword of wisdom in the world, then this is the real sword of wisdom, right
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Zhu Luo's cold voice rang out in the cold light rain: "Liu Qing, how dare you attack this old man?"
There was an uncontrollable exclamation from the crowd, and some people who were going to continue to attack Su Li while taking advantage of the light rain subconsciously stopped in their tracks. Not many people know the name Liu Qing, but those who know this name know what this very common name represents—Liu Qing is a terrifying killer who ranks third on the world's assassin list. After the disappearance of the unpredictable and extremely eerie chief assassin in the world, he can be said to be the most terrifying person in the mainland.
It turned out that this assassin was the legendary Liu Qing!
No wonder he even dared to assassinate Zhu Luo!
Zhu Luo looked at Liu Qing and said, "Do you think that no one in the world can dig out your details? You dare to reveal your details. Don't blame the old man for sending people to dig three feet from the mountain in the future!"
Liu Qing's mask was already broken, with skin flakes and congealed blood drooping everywhere, looking extremely terrifying.
He looked at Zhu Luo and said, "I'm not from Mount Li, so how can you find me on Mount Li?"