deceiver

Chapter 889 Flying Sword God Power, Fight the Curse!
Tong Yan was completely immersed in sadness and anger. You must know that the scholar with thousands of faces had known him as early as when he was at the Sword Gate of Tianshan Mountain.After so many years, the two are better than brothers if they are not brothers.They have experienced several catastrophes and dangers together, and they can be called life and death friends.

But unexpectedly, in order not to drag him down, the scholar with thousands of faces chose to sacrifice himself.This is the last thing Tong Yan wants to see, and he cannot accept it.He was ready to go to the underworld with the scholar with thousands of faces, but...but the scholar with thousands of faces went on the road alone.

The thousand-faced scholar is indeed dead, only because his ghost has floated out of his body.

"Young Sect Master, I have to go. Remember what you promised me. You must live well and avenge me!" After saying this, the ghost of the Thousand-faced Scholar turned into a puff of green smoke, and it should be facing the underworld. The underworld rushed away.

Tong Yan really wanted to chat with him a few more words, because he didn't know what year and month it would be when we saw each other next time.But it might be a good thing that the ghost of Thousand Faced Scholar left earlier.After all, his ghost is so fragile that anyone here can easily beat him out of his wits.

Tong Yan wanted to save him for a while, but after thinking about it, let it go. Although the Thousand Faced Scholar came from the Demon Sect, he is a good person and has done a lot of good things for the world.If such a person can't be reincarnated, it's really unreasonable.

Tong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the corpse of the thousand-faced scholar: "Brother Xu, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. As long as I am alive, I will never let them go. You can rest here , if there is an afterlife, you and I will be brothers again!" After finishing speaking, he put down the body of the thousand-faced scholar and stood up slowly.

The white-haired elder was also very particular, at the moment when Tong Yan was saying goodbye to the thousand-faced scholar, he didn't come chasing him, instead he stopped at the spot and waited quietly.

Now that Tong Yan stood up, he said: "Boy, your friend is dead. Don't you want to follow in his footsteps? If you don't want to die, you should obediently let him go!"

Hearing this, Tong Yan smiled ferociously and said, "Catch me without a fight? You killed my best friend, and you still want me to catch me without a fight? Haha... It's just delusional! Let me tell you, everyone here today is My enemy. Even if I fight to the death, I will completely eradicate you."

Hearing this, the white-haired elder smiled disdainfully and said, "You are seriously injured, yet you still dare to speak out? Forget it, since you don't want to be bait for us, then give us the food and drink!"

Tong Yan lowered his head and laughed twice, then his figure flashed, and the qi sword in his hand shot out continuously in all directions. The surrounding sea monsters and disciples of the sly sect never thought that Tong Yan would suddenly attack.Plus they get together and want to hide, and there's absolutely nowhere to hide.

I heard the screams of "ahhh" endlessly, and several sea monsters and disciples of the trick door died under the Five Fingers Excalibur.

The white-haired elder took a look, turned his body again, and swept towards Tong Yan with the long braid on his head.

Tong Yan saw it in his eyes, so he was about to perform transposition.Unexpectedly, at this moment, his whole body suddenly felt severe pain.Then, the burning pain engulfed him completely.Although he was unwilling, he had to accept that the curse of the black mother-in-law broke out at this time.

In fact, at the moment Qian Mian Shusheng was going to die, the curse had already occurred, but because he was dazzled by anger, he didn't notice it.Now that the curse burst out, he instantly lost his resistance.

"God, do you really want me to die here? Give me half an hour, I can kill everyone in half an hour. Please, please..."

But unfortunately, his prayers were not answered, and he was almost unable to even move.

Seeing the white-haired elder's long braid roaring towards him, he showed a wry smile.The Thousand Faced Scholar was right, even if he was about to die, he would have to be dragged along with someone else.

If he died together with the white-haired elder, it would be a worthy death.

The white-haired elder was getting closer, closer, Tong Yan straightened his back, and suddenly stretched out his arms.

"Come on, let's die together!"

He has already moved the thought of dying together, this kind of thought is terrible, when people are not even afraid of death, there is nothing that can defeat him.

But at this critical moment, he never thought that the Wu Zifei sword that he had been pinching with his fingers would suddenly come out of his fingers automatically.Immediately afterwards, an unbelievable scene appeared.

All I saw was that Wu Zifei Sword seemed to have opened its mouth, and red flames spewed out from the small sword body.

The red flames did not spread out, but formed a wall of fire with Wu Zifei sword as the center.

Inside the wall of fire, Tong Yan seemed to hear the chirping of birds.

What the hell is going on here?How could Wu Zifeijian spew out flames so well?Could it be that the sword spirit of Wu Zifeijian is a spirit beast that can breathe fire?
Tong Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, and at this moment, the white-haired elder rushed over, shaking his long braids.

As soon as the long braid was drawn onto the wall of fire formed by Wu Zifei's sword, there was a "crack" sound.

It's just that the whipping sound just rang a few times before it stopped.Tong Yan tried his best to move his steps, and looked in the direction of the white-haired elder.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile.

No matter how powerful the white-haired elder's braid is, it's just hair after all. If the hair meets fire, how can it not be ignited?It's just obvious that the fire sprayed out by Wu Zifei's sword is absolutely extraordinary. It didn't ignite the white-haired elder's long braid, but directly burned it to ashes.

The long hair of the white-haired elder had already fallen to his feet, but now it was less than a tenth of it.

Seeing him touching his "short hair" in embarrassment, Tong Yan let out a really bad breath.

But so what?Although he escaped temporarily, Tong Yan could no longer stand up.

Even if Wu Zifeijian is formidable, he might not be able to protect Tong Yan from the curse, right?
But after thinking about it, Tong Yan thinks he can try again.Anyway, even the white-haired elder who is the top ten of the sea clan can't break through the firewall, maybe this Wu Zifei sword can really keep him safe for a while!
After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to give it a try.Anyway, now, it seems that there is no other choice.

Seeing him sit cross-legged reluctantly, he immediately closed his eyes.

How to overcome the curse?It is nothing more than consuming one's true energy to resist the power of the curse. When the power of the curse no longer engulfs the body, it is considered to be over.

Sitting cross-legged under the eyes of everyone, closing his eyes, Tong Yan's actions made everyone feel puzzled.

Of course they wanted to swarm up and kill Tong Yan, but they were too afraid of Tong Yan.Why is Tong Yan's strength too strong?With a flick of a finger, it can kill someone, it is simply a evil star.

Amid suspicion and doubt, Tong Yan was already sweating against the power of the curse.

Whether it can be passed safely, everything is still unknown.Only blessings!

(End of this chapter)