The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 481 Red Dust Tribulation (22)
In a word, Xiang Wan's eyes instantly deepened.

Such a person doesn't have the slightest sense of awe, nor can he be bound by any rules. He is indeed a ruthless character.

"Wu Tong, today is the day of your death."

Shui Yuntian opened his mouth to let that person die, and all the bright and dark experts around him shot their eyes over, as if they were about to let him die in the next moment.

Xiang Wan knew very well that this time, apart from her and Shui Yuntian, there was no one who stood by their side.This apparent act of death is not at all like what a leader would do.

Wu Tong waved his hand and said indifferently: "You are the leader of Tianmen Sect? I have heard of you. You are ruthless, murderous, and even use poison to control your own followers. Why, you want to die in my hands so much ?”

"I am ruthless and murderous. Who do I owe? Back then, when facing a child, you said that the strong are respected, and means are supplemented. In order to defeat you, I spared no effort to pursue the highest level of martial arts. All the people in the city were poisoned, just to have the strength to retaliate against you. But what is the truth? They refused to accept it, and wanted to kill me instead. This is the seed you planted for me, right? Let me clean up the whole rivers and lakes for you, and then I was taken over by you. How can a person like you deserve to live in this world!"

After all, Shui Yuntian still wants to ask the truth, to solve the doubts he has had for so many years.

Wu Tong touched his nose nonchalantly, and asked, "Are you the child of that remnant? I never expected that you would grow up so big. A momentary negligence back then would still have such an effect. Your life is really worth it!" big."

"Why did you kill my parents?"

Shui Yuntian's eyes were condensed, and he just wanted to ask one question.

"You said that guy named Shui? Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish. Don't you understand? Hand over the things, and maybe I can satisfy your wish to reunite with them."

Wu Tong smiled and threatened, as if he was chatting with others.

Having been in a high position for a long time, in his eyes, young people like Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian are just like children begging for sweets and are not to be feared.

Shui Yuntian didn't speak anymore, because he knew that even if he asked, Wu Tong wouldn't say anything.Even if you say it, it's just adding to your own troubles.In this person's eyes, killing someone is like trampling an ant to death.When the ant is dead, he can't even lift his eyes, can he explain it?
Wu Tong, who is nearly [-] years old, looks like a middle-aged man because of his exercises.His skill is close to the level of a master, no wonder he can imprison the old monarch, but the current monarch has nothing to do with him.

"If you beat me, you will naturally offer it with both hands."

Shui Yuntian took out the object that Xiang Wan disliked from his chest, shook it, and then put it back.

Wu Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, and his momentum was rising steadily, "Since you want to die in my hands, I will satisfy you. If you dare to challenge me, you are the first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wutong kicked the table and chairs in front of him to the corner of the yard, and the eagle claws came towards Shuiyun Angel.

Shui Yuntian was lucky, received his move with both hands, and raised his foot to attack his lower body.

Wu Tong took advantage of the situation and turned sideways, inserting his fingers into Shui Yuntian's eyes, trying to poke his eyes blind.Shui Yuntian turned around to block, showing a flaw in his ribs, and was kicked to the ground by Wu Tong.

Before he could get up, Wu Tong jumped up into the air and stepped towards Shui Yuntian who was lying on the ground.If this strike is real, Shui Yuntian will undoubtedly die.

Xiang Wan thought he would dodge, avoid Wu Tong's sharp edge, but unexpectedly, he put his palms together in front of his chest, and recited the Buddha's name.

Wu Tong, who was in mid-air, looked dazed for a moment, and his feet were a little off, but he was not far away from Shui Yuntian.

Shui Yuntian made a quick move, hugged Wu Tong's feet tightly, and rolled aside.

This move is a bit like a crocodile's death roll, but Shui Yuntian's focus is too low, and it has no effect except to make Wu Tong stagger slightly.

The two continued to fight back and forth, but Xiang Wan sat on the open space aside and sang Sanskrit music.

The sound is neither fast nor slow, clear and refreshing, and seems to help refresh people's minds.

The people brought by Wutong were on guard at first, but after a while, they turned their attention to the two people who were fighting, fearing that something might happen to Wutong.

Shui Yuntian was no stranger to the monk's unexpected situations from time to time, so he didn't take it to heart, and only focused on dealing with Wutong.

But Wutong was a little uncomfortable because he never liked being disturbed when he was doing business.

After blasting Shui Yuntian away with one palm, Wu Tong stretched out his hand, intending to kill Xiang Wan directly.

His followers all drew their swords and wanted to come to help, but for some unknown reason, they felt dizzy and unable to move.

Shui Yuntian saw Xiang Wan sitting on the ground without any defense, and was about to be attacked by Wu Tong's poisonous hand. In a hurry, Shui Yuntian activated his skills at full power. He rushed over when Wu Tong's hand touched Xiang Wan's head and struck out with a palm. Knocked him aside.

Under the full-strength attack, Shui Yuntian was a little weak, and blood began to ooze from his throat, but he was forced to suppress it.

Wu Tong, who was shot down to the side, wanted to get up, but found that ice gradually emerged from the palm of his hand, freezing his whole body bit by bit.

He used his inner strength to drive away the cold air, but the condensation of ice accelerated more and more. Finally, he gradually turned into an ice sculpture, lying on the ground motionless.

Shui Yuntian's eyes were all on Xiang Wan, as if he didn't even look at Wu Tong.

"Monk, are you alright?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the blood couldn't be suppressed, and it dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Wan shook her head and continued to sing her Sanskrit.

The shouts of killing around were loud, and people kept besieging the small courtyard, until all those who resisted were killed, and Cong Yan walked in from outside the courtyard.

Shui Yuntian was already meditating next to Xiang Wan to adjust his breath, while Wu Tong, who was frozen, was tied up with chains and planned to be transported back to the court for the king to come and judge.

When I opened my eyes, there was blood dripping everywhere, and the corpses were lifted one by one and transported away.

In Xiang Wan's eyes, there was neither sadness nor joy, nor any fluctuations.

Shui Yuntian has been staring at her since Wu Tong was taken away, until Xiang Wan turned her head and met his gaze.

"Monk, why don't you kill Wu Tong if you don't ask me?"

Seeing the calmness in the monk's eyes, Shui Yuntian's heart suddenly became chaotic.

He was a little scared. When everything was settled, he was still alone. Everything he had planned before would lose value at this moment.

Xiang Wan shook his head without responding.

The matter of Shui Yuntian has been settled, and it is time to seek justice for the original owner.

"I'm going to kill you. If you don't tell me, I won't ask. If the fate is met, we will gather, and if the fate is over, we will disperse. There is a lot of disturbance. It has nothing to do with the poor monk."

"Who said it has nothing to do with you? Ever since you plotted against me by the river, in this life, the relationship between you and me is destined to never end, until death!"

"Amitabha, the water giver, the world is like this, why should you be persistent?"

"Persistence? Oh, you're right. More than a decade of planning is not as good as the few days when I met you. The resentment entangled in my heart is not as good as the short-term happiness of being accompanied by someone. When the dust has settled, I have already been deeply involved. Don't you want to save me? If you don't stay, how can you save me?"

"Isn't it enough to save you with exercises and help you to end your cause and effect?"

"Not enough! Not enough!"

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