The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 410
The condensed energy around him was suppressed by Shi Wuzun, and even Bu Jingyun, who was a little stiff, had a bright light in his eyes when this figure appeared.

"Young City Lord?!"

Shi Wuzun's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly at the figure that was rushing towards Bu Jingyun.

For one thing, from the very beginning, he never wanted to kill the God of Death who had captured Wushuang City.

Secondly, he who fought against Bu Jingyun naturally understood the tricks. Although it seemed that Bu Jingyun was suppressed by him, in fact he could feel that Bu Jingyun didn't use his full strength.

And Bu Jingyun, who won the name of not crying death in the rivers and lakes, is by no means a soft-hearted person.

The reason why he didn't try his best at the beginning was actually to wait for the young city lord hiding in the dark to make a move!
Roar! !

Where the strength of the legs passed, there were bursts of low-pitched roars.

Facing this ferocious blow, Bu Jingyun took another step forward, turned his right hand slightly, and the cloud energy circulating around him instantly went towards Duguming who had killed from one side.

During the surge of energy, he did not directly face Dugu Ming's fierce attack. However, when he rushed to Dugu Ming's body, the cloud and air flow turned, and the fierce leg strength of this blow was introduced into the cloud that permeated the whole body.

As for Bu Jingyun himself, except when Dugu Ming's leg strength was attacking, he made a strange move to draw Dugu Ming's strength close to him, and never looked at the young city lord of Wushuang City again.

Sweeping forward, he went straight to Shi Wuzun.

In Bu Jingyun's eyes, Duguming is just a display, and only a master like Shi Wuzun can fall into the eyes of the god of not crying death.

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

Seeing Bu Jingyun's menacing approach, Shi Wuzun immediately took a step back, bent his knees slightly, turned his palms upside down, and huge palm prints exuding golden light came out from between his palms, and rushed straight towards Bu Jingyun .

Facing such a ferocious attack, Bu Jingyun didn't even frown.

Seeing that his figure collided with the palm print that Shi Wuzun showed, at this critical moment, his drooping right hand was slightly raised.

The ferocious leg strength of Dugu Ming guided in the surrounding clouds was sent back to Shi Wuzun by Bu Jingyun.

The young city lord of Wushuang City was also returned to Shi Wuzun.

Duguming's strength was restrained, and even he himself could not escape Bu Jingyun's control.

Shi Wuzun watched helplessly as the young city lord met his fierce palm force, he had no choice but to take a step back, forcefully shaking the palm force away.

Poof, poof...

Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The difference is that Dugu Ming was injured by the scattered strength because of his insufficient cultivation.

But Shi Wuzun forcibly cut off his moves, and his injuries were worse than Dugu Ming's.

What is a pig teammate?
This is! !

If Shi Wuzun had been alone with Bu Jingyun, maybe it would have been a [-]-[-] split.

And with the addition of this oily bottle who couldn't see the height of the eyebrows, Bu Jingyun beat the two of them with little effort!
Is it true that Xiongba, the fiercest personal disciple, is just a reckless man with a different cultivation talent than ordinary people?

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!"

Although Duguming was seriously injured, he still struggled to get up and looked at the expressionless Bu Jingyun in front of him with a ferocious expression.

With Wushuang City gone, what's the point of being alive as a young city lord?
And just as Duguming's words fell, Bu Jingyun stepped forward again unhurriedly, and at the same time moved one hand.

Under the city wall in the distance, a long knife that fell on the road was instantly taken into his hand.

If Du Guming said this harsh word to Nie Feng, maybe Nie Dashan would be merciful because of the ruin of his family.

But he forgot that the one standing in front of him was the god of death who was particular about cutting weeds and rooting out the roots!
Although the long knife already had many gaps, it was not difficult for Bu Jingyun to cut off Duguming's head.

"Amitabha……"

Seeing Bu Jingyun approaching step by step, Shi Wuzun, who was on Duguming's side, sat cross-legged and clasped his hands.

A golden glow emerged from Shi Wuzun's body. The great monk at this moment had an indescribably majestic appearance.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

An ethereal voice faintly came from Shi Wuzun's mouth.

During the turmoil of the golden glow, none of them entered Bu Jingyun's body's acupuncture points.

And Bu Jingyun, who was originally cold-faced, couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The two of them seemed to be enemies but not friends, but why did the old monk want to give all of this not weak cultivation to himself?
"Look at the benefactor, be merciful..."

The golden glow slowly dissipated, Shi Wuzun put his palms together again, and slightly closed his eyes.

Bu Jingyun's intelligence is beyond the reach of others.

At the moment Shi Wuzun passed away, Bu Jingyun had already thought of the old monk's thoughts.

Sacrifice!

He wanted to use his strong cultivation base in exchange for a glimmer of life for Dugu Ming in front of him.

Or, there are more than 1000 soldiers in Wushuang City...

In addition to his profound cultivation, Shi Wuzun also intensively studied Buddhism, blessed to his soul, he saw through Bu Jingyun's heart.

This god of death who does not cry may be cold-blooded, but he is also a true hero who knows how to repay his promise!
She gave up her whole body of cultivation in exchange for the love of this god of death who does not cry.

So when Shi Wuzun performed the last gesture of the Tathagata palm and sacrificed himself to become a Buddha, he had already expected it.Bu Jingyun will definitely show mercy.

Ding……

The long knife with many gaps fell on the floor tiles of the city wall.

Facing the seriously injured Dugu Ming, Bu Jingyun, who never knew kindness and softness, turned around slowly.

Turning around, Bu Jingyun waved slightly, and a wretched figure appeared beside him in an instant.

"Hall Master, what are your orders?"

The visitor held a single sword, and subconsciously glanced at the dead Shi Wuzun and the seriously injured Dugu Ming not far away.

"Let it go!"

Bu Jingyun's lips moved slightly, and he said two words coldly.

Kneeling on one knee, I was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what Bu Jingyun meant.

"As ordered!"

Turned around unexpectedly, and immediately plundered towards Wushuang City.

After all, Shi Wuzun made the right bet, Bu Jingyun seemed cold-blooded and ruthless, and this kind of person would least like to owe favors to others.

Letting Dugu Ming and the 1000 taels a hundred surrendered soldiers is equivalent to repaying the benefits of Shi Wuzun's transmission of kung fu.

However, there is a kind of person in this world who has been aloof since childhood and never knows what tolerance is.

Dugu Ming is exactly this kind of person.

Since she was a child, she was the young city lord of Wushuang City. She grew up like a moon surrounded by stars, and she was so conceited that she didn't take anyone seriously.

Now that it has undergone major changes, it has become even more chaotic.

Seeing Bu Jingyun turn around, and then look at the long knife in front of him, a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand, he moved towards the long knife discarded by Bu Jingyun.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Bu Jingyun turned around abruptly.

Duguming was startled by Bu Jingyun's actions, and his outstretched hand stopped in the air.

After a while, when Duguming looked at Bu Jingyun again, he found that Bu Jingyun was staring at his back with a solemn expression.

(End of this chapter)