Wanwu Tianzun

Chapter 965 Dilemma
"you……"

A bead of sweat appeared on the forehead of Gui Wuying, and he looked back with fear.

But the lazy middle-aged man said indifferently: "Gui Wuying, you claim to be the third fastest in the world, and ordinary people really can't do anything about you! But it's a pity, my speed is the best in the world!"

"Number one in the world?"

The four disciples of the Temple of Light looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

At this moment, a disciple said tremblingly: "The speed is the best in the world? Could it be that you are... the one from Death God Palace..."

When he said this, he seemed to think of something, and then changed his words instantly: "I implore seniors to take action and eradicate this devil!"

However, the lazy middle-aged man was less interested and said, "I'm not interested in eradicating him. My mission is to take back the Demon Demon Palace! Gui Wuying, hand it over!"

After hearing this, Gui Wuying squinted his eyes and said, "You madman, you are really amazing! Speaking of which, I'm actually very dissatisfied with the world's ranking of speed. I wanted to meet you for a while, It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day, just today!"

As he said that, his figure suddenly faded and turned into a black mist.

follow closely……

boom!
The black mist exploded, and then kept changing directions around at a speed that those disciples of the Temple of Light could not comprehend.

His speed was so fast that the four of them couldn't see him at all.

However, every time this guy pauses, it will cause the space to explode and explode into turbulent space.

And almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds of space gaps have appeared above everyone's heads, in the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Is this... is the strength of the top ranking in the world?" When the four Guangming Temple disciples saw this scene, they were all infatuated for a while.

Especially the disciple who wielded the Great Sun Golden Lightsword, he is considered a genius among the younger generation in the Temple of Light.

Less than a hundred years old, he is already at the third level of the Heavenly Wonderland!

He always felt that he was not far from the top of the world.

However, after seeing Gui Wuying make a move, he realized that the distance between him and them was almost unreachable.

Even if he is given 1000 years to practice, he still has no hope of catching up.

For a moment, a sense of dejection sprouted in his heart.

the other side……

boom!
Over a vast swamp thousands of miles away, Gui Wuying appeared with a scroll in hand.

"In three breaths, I changed hundreds of directions continuously and escaped thousands of miles away. I don't believe you, a lunatic, can still catch up with me!" Gui Wuying gritted his teeth and grinned.

however……

"Are you talking about me?" Behind Gui Wuying came that lazy voice again.

"what?"

Gui Wuying turned her head and found that the lazy middle-aged man was already standing behind her.

"you……"

For a moment, Gui Wuying showed an expression of seeing a ghost.

At the same time, inside Fumo Temple.

boom!
Xiao Chen raised his palm and slapped to death a demon cultivator who wanted to sneak attack him, and finally solved all the demon cultivators who were chasing him.

"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Zhuo Lingzhao kept panting heavily after fighting again and again.

Today's battle, whether it is mental or physical, has almost exceeded his limit.

If it wasn't for the backbone of Xiao Chen, he would almost collapse.

As for the other two, Nie Jianqi's cultivation base was higher, so they performed well.

But the young man with the broken arm hadn't recovered from his injuries, and after so many battles, he was almost reaching his limit.

However, Xiao Chen knew that they must not stop now!
"Huh?" At this moment, Xiao Chen's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look in one direction.

"Brother Xiao Chen, what's the matter?" Nie Jianqi was also highly nervous at the moment, looking at Xiao Chen and asked.

"There are people fighting over there, they should be ours, and... there are a lot of people, go and have a look!" Xiao Chen said.

"Okay!" Nie Jianqi said without hesitation.

"I..." But at this moment, the boy with the broken arm turned pale and staggered.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Chen frowned and asked.

"Me? It's okay..." the boy smiled wryly.

Seeing this, Zhuo Lingzhao sighed, and said, "I've been forced, I'll carry you on my back!"

With that said, he came to the boy.

"This... isn't it good?" The young man was taken aback.

You know, if Zhuo Lingzhao is carrying him behind his back, then he will become a burden completely, and it will also drag Zhuo Lingzhao down.

But Zhuo Lingzhao said angrily: "Stop the fucking nonsense, hurry up!"

Seeing this, the boy's heart warmed, and he lay on Zhuo Lingzhao's back.

And after Zhuo Lingzhao carried him on his back, he said to Xiao Chen: "Brother Xiao Chen, you see, I'm carrying someone on my back, I can't fight anymore, you have to cover me up!"

When Nie Jianqi and the boy heard this, they all had black lines on their faces.

No wonder he would take the initiative to carry someone back, it turned out to be this idea.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly.

In fact, the previous battle was not difficult for Xiao Chen at all.

If he wanted to, he could instantly kill his opponent by himself.

However, Xiao Chen didn't want to do that.

One, because he wanted to hone Zhuo Lingzhao and Nie Jianqi.

After all, this kind of battle between life and death is the fastest way for people to grow.

Second, he didn't want to attract the attention of those big guys in Fumo Temple.

If he killed dozens or hundreds of opponents in an instant, he would definitely attract stronger guys, and that would be bad.

But now, seeing Zhuo Lingzhao like this, Xiao Chen sighed and said, "Forget it, I will open the way in front, and Nie Jianqi, you will break in behind. As for the two of you, just follow in the middle!"

"Okay!" Zhuo Lingzhao readily agreed.

call!
After that, the four of Xiao Chen headed towards the direction of the battle.

"Go to hell!" A young man, with a long knife in his hand, slashed to death a demon cultivator who was gnawing on human flesh.

The demon cultivator's head fell to the ground in an instant, but the person who was devoured by him had already died of exhaustion.

On the ground in the room, there were still twelve candidates standing, while dozens of corpses were facing the ground.

Among them, [-]% are demon cultivators who look like ghosts, but the remaining [-]% are candidates who came in with them.

After the fight just now, these people suffered heavy casualties.

"Damn, what's going on here? Didn't it mean that the spiritual energy of the Fumo Temple has been exhausted, and the strength of these demon cultivators has declined? But why..." A surviving disciple looked at the corpse on the ground, his voice trembling.

This assessment up to now has completely exceeded their imagination.

Compared with the previous assessment, the difficulty is not at the same level at all!
But at this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the sky.

"Who?" These candidates, already frightened, were all alert and ready to strike at any time.

"My own!" At this moment, Xiao Chen's voice came from the opposite side.

(See you tomorrow!)
(End of this chapter)