Fighter of the Destiny

Zhu Luo's voice was very angry and stern. It is difficult to add a prefix to the word "severe" here. If it were the most appropriate, it would be to add the word "blood", just like a cuckoo bird ticking blood, but that would always feel inconsistent with his identity. . Of course, if you can think of his enemy at this time and the object of his accusation as the Southern Saint, you might be able to understand it better.

"No matter what, you violated the oath of the Holy Word back then!"

Zhu Luo's angry accusations echoed over the silent Xunyang City, which was completely different from the silence of the stargazers. Most of the people who heard this sentence did not know what the oath of the Holy Word was, and could only think of some sayings in the highest laws in various places.

The general meaning of that statement is that the sky does not distinguish between north and south, and the earth does not distinguish between east and west. As long as it is within the alliance domain between the human world and both sides of the Red River, strong men who enter the sacred domain cannot argue with each other, let alone fight, unless they are attacked. A strong man in the sacred realm did something completely contrary to his own interests - this is the so-called oath of the Holy Word.

Considering the overall situation of the alliance between the human race and the demon race against the demon race, this kind of oath is undoubtedly the most reasonable and necessary. The attack launched by the saint towards Zhu Luo and Stargazer is the most important violation of this oath. A tough betrayal.

"What about you? It is known to the whole world that although my senior brother is not among the saints and does not adhere to the wind and rain, his level of cultivation has already entered the sacred realm. Why do you attack him?"

The saint looked in the direction of the city gate and said calmly: "Wang Po is one of the five young people most likely to enter the sacred realm. You actually want to kill him for selfish reasons. Isn't this a violation of our holy oath? "

Her expression and tone were calm, but she naturally gave off a majestic and sacred aura.

Zhu Luo shouted angrily: "Wang Po doesn't understand the overall situation. As an elder, I teach him a lesson. What selfish motives do I have?"

The saint said calmly: "If the Zhu family in Tianliang County wants to live forever, how can we allow Wang Po to continue to grow? If you don't admit that you have selfish motives, it only shows that you don't even dare to face your true heart."

Zhu Luo was furious and was about to retort a few words, but the saint continued: "All oaths are made from the heart. For the sake of the Pope and Brother Mei, I will not kill you today. Let's go."

Hearing these words, Zhu Luo became furious, his injuries suddenly erupted, and blood spurted out even faster. The stargazer who had been silent all this time, looking at his miserable scene, suddenly rolled his eyes at the dark clouds over Xunyang City.

Rolling eyes is not green eyes, it is contempt, contempt and even anger. As soon as he looked at the sky, those low-hanging clouds suddenly showed signs of dispersing, and he could even vaguely see the brilliance of a few stars in the night sky several miles away!

The starlight suddenly enveloped Xunyang City and fell on the wet streets, like the white frost in autumn, with a chilling feeling!

More than ten miles away, the saint looked at the stargazers in the city gate, raised her right hand and pointed out from afar.

There was a soft snap, then countless soft snaps.

It was as if tens of thousands of sets of porcelain had been smashed with an iron rod by a strong man skilled in group attacks.

It was as if the seas of consciousness of countless practitioners were broken at the same time.

Extremely crisp and refreshing.

Bang bang bang bang!

The snowflakes that were falling on the street broke, and the frost that had just formed on the surface of the rain broke.

Everything within a distance of more than ten miles between here and the city gate was broken.

The stargazer's hat was also torn into pieces, and the corners of his lips were torn, and blood began to flow.

His heart full of hostility and arrogance was finally completely shattered at this moment. Without hesitation, he supported Zhu Luo and turned towards the area outside Xunyang City that seemed to be covered by night, but in fact no one knew what it was. Running through the wilderness buried by time, he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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Xunyang City was extremely quiet, as if there was no one around.

Ordinary people who were unable to participate in this battle were hiding on their own Kangs, behind windows and in front of fences. They were still uneasy, and even their breathing seemed so suppressed.

Those practitioners who have the ability to participate in this battle, and those who want to kill Su Li, can only follow in the footsteps of Zhu Luo and Stargazer, including strong men like Liang Wangsun and Xue He.

Hua Jiefu took the priests in Xunyang City to isolate the streets and alleys that were ravaged by the heavy rain, leaving them with a quiet and undisturbed space for dialogue - those who were qualified to stay in the room at this time People, except Su Li and the Southern Saint, are naturally the three people who used their lives and unimaginable willpower to ensure that Su Li can survive until now.

This cold-blooded killing that started with the Zhouyuan Incident, ended with the siege by the demon clan in the snowfield, and continued from the military stronghold to Xunyang City finally came to an end. The assassination against Su Li finally came to an end - Su Li He is not dead, and those who wanted him to die have failed.

He took Chen Changsheng with him from the military village to Xunyang City, but he knew very well that the person who could finally solve this problem was his friend who was unknown to anyone in the entire continent.

Of course, the word friend needs to be treated with suspicion.

Perhaps it was because he needed to be suspicious, so he was a little embarrassed. Su Li looked at the Southern Saint and said lightly but in a matter-of-fact way: "Why are you here so late?"

Anyone who heard such accusations after saving the other person would be very angry, but the saint was not angry. Instead, she calmly replied: "I was dragged for a while."

Calmness is really a kind of strength and represents seriousness.

Su Li had felt this kind of power many years ago. He never knew how to face this kind of power. A large part of the reason why he said he traveled around the world and didn't care about the world was because he wanted to avoid this kind of power. Until now, he has not learned how to face this power, but at least he has learned to change the subject.

"Who was holding him back?"

The saint did not answer his question directly and said: "My disciple was seriously injured."

At this moment, a somewhat uncertain but definitely concerned and surprised voice sounded.

"Xu Yourong is injured? Is she... okay?"

The person who asked this question was naturally Chen Changsheng.

The saint's eyes fell on the boy.

She didn't smile, not even lightly.

She was very calm, so solemn, solemn, and terrifying.

She asked: "Are you Chen Changsheng?"

Chen Changsheng suddenly understood the problem.

He and Xu Yourong were very hostile, in various ways. He once thought that if he were a relative of Xu Yourong, he would definitely not have any good impressions of the young man named Chen Changsheng.

The saint was Xu Yourong's teacher and the person who loved and trusted Xu Yourong the most.

But he had just experienced a magnificent battle and asked himself about life and death. He could not choose to give in at this time.

He looked at the saint and said very seriously: "Yes, I am Chen Changsheng."

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(Tonight the flowers are falling like snow.)