Destiny Martial God

Central Domain, Qianlong Fort, on the stage!

As long as the three-minute effective time of the defensive spell is over, Yu Haoran will have enough confidence to directly blast the opponent into a bloody rain in a short time.

However, before he could say no, the tower spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness immediately reminded him.

"Yu Haoran, agree to him!"

"Why?" Yu Haoran asked in confusion.

"As a magic weapon of the upper grade of the God Realm, even if the magic knife has been severely damaged and its grade has dropped to the lower grade of the Emperor Realm, its internal core formation has not been destroyed."

The tower spirit, who could feel the energy of destroying the world constantly gathering inside the magic knife, explained quickly.

"At the same time, because the magic sword has devoured the life essence of too many creatures in the past hundred years, it has begun to condense a new weapon spirit."

"If the sword is facing the crisis of being destroyed, the origin core formation hidden in the magic sword will perish with you through self-destruction."

"And with the power of the self-destruction of the magic sword's origin core formation, the entire Qianlong Fort will be turned into nothingness in an instant."

After hearing the explanation of the tower spirit, Yu Haoran did not hesitate at all, and waved his sleeves to withdraw the fist power of the duel with the magic sword to avoid the crisis of the magic sword's self-destruction of the origin core formation.

"I admit defeat!" Seeing Yu Haoran take the initiative to withdraw the power of the fist, Lu Xiaoyun also kept his promise and looked up to the list to admit defeat.

Afterwards, after raising his hand to retract the magic sword in the air, Lu Xiaoyun flew away from the ring with a gloomy look.

"If you dare to make plans, you should make decisions when necessary. It seems that the Blood Evil Sect has successors!" Looking at Lu Xiaoyun, the only one who could fight Yu Haoran head-on without any injuries, Yuwen Cangqiong couldn't help but praise him while turning to sigh at the Blood Evil Sect's Grand Elder.

"Master Cangqiong is too kind. Xiaoyun is still far behind!" The Blood Evil Sect's Grand Elder, with a happy smile on his face, hurriedly said modestly.

Just after Lu Xiaoyun admitted defeat and left the ring, Wuxing, who ranked third on the Western Region list, was forcibly brought to the ring by the list.

"Amitabha!"

Wuxing, who was wearing a green robe and had a bald head without a single hair, bowed with one hand.

"I, Wuxing, greet you, benefactor!"

"Buddhist cultivators, peaceful and long-lasting Buddhist energy, there are actually pure Buddhist cultivators in this world!"

After hearing Wuxing's unique way of greeting, the tower spirit immediately used the energy of the main body tower, combined with the powerful divine consciousness of the semi-god realm, to carefully check the energy in Wuxing's body.

Then, he shouted in shock.

Ignoring the tower spirit's loss of composure, looking at the shiny Wuxing in front of him, Yu Haoran suddenly thought of the jade slip that sealed a trace of the residual soul of the demon cultivator when he first entered Xianyang City to participate in the auction held by Tianxiang Pavilion, which triggered the secret book of the Qingxin Mantra given to him by his master Feng Qingyun. In the end, the secret book of the Qingxin Mantra turned into a bald phantom emitting dazzling golden light.

Although the bald Wuxing and the bald phantom looked different, the peaceful and long-lasting aura they exuded was exactly the same, which also made him instinctively feel a little disgusted, and his attitude instantly became indifferent.

"Either surrender or die!"

Faced with Yu Haoran's choice of surrender or death, Wuxing said without any anger.

"Donor Yu, too much killing has caused too much tyranny in your body. If you don't eliminate the tyranny in your body immediately, you will definitely fall into the devil's way in the future and become a demon who only knows how to kill."

"Wuxing, it seems that you have made the choice of death, so I will send you on your way now!" It seems to be a kind persuasion, but it is actually a very vicious psychological attack. Yu Haoran, who was angry, said with a grin.

"The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Since Donor Yu is willing to fall into the devil's way, Wuxing will use the boundless Buddhist Dharma to help Donor Yu turn back." Faced with Haoran's sneerous threat, Wuxing still had a gentle smile on his face and replied.

Afterwards, he sat down cross-legged, and then clasped his hands together and chanted softly.

"The Buddha said: The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will find the shore!"

"The Buddha said: Everything is illusory!"

"The Buddha said: There is no Bodhi tree, no mirror, nothing in the world, where can dust stain it!"

"The Buddha said: Put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"...!"

Whenever Wuxing recited a Buddha's saying, a swastika spell would condense from his mouth.

The swastika rose in the wind and quickly turned into a giant spell about the size of the ring.

"Damn it, it turned out to be the swastika spell that those bald donkeys used to confuse people."

Seeing the spell covering the entire size of the ring, Zhongli Shuiqin, who was standing on the edge of the ring, flashed deep disgust in his eyes, and then flashed away from the ring and appeared directly in front of Wu Zhengjun.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have any ill will towards Xiaojun." Seeing Yu Siqi and Jian Wuhen quickly activating the power of their swords, Zhongli Shuiqin immediately waved his hand to signal.

"Sister Qi, Senior Sister, let her come over!" Wu Zhengjun, who had successfully broken through the peak of the third rank of Wu Zun with the help of the secret method of Fu Shui Rou Qing, suddenly opened his eyes and asked Yu Siqi and Jian Wuhen.

"Xiaojun, the reason why Shuiqin didn't immediately respond to Emperor Yu Dan's question just now is not because she doesn't love you."

Walking in front of Wu Zhengjun, Zhongli Shuiqin sat cross-legged in front of him, and said with a hint of pain.

"It's because if you and I are together, it will inevitably cause the family behind me to take action. At that time, not only will your life be in danger, but Emperor Yu Dan will also be greatly implicated."

"Senior Zhongli, we have known each other for more than seven months. You should know what I, Wu Zhengjun, pursue in my life."

Faced with Zhongli Shuiqin's apology and explanation, Wu Zhengjun gently shook his head, then looked up at Yu Haoran who was dealing with the swastika attack, and said with a firm look after retracting his gaze.

"Following the footsteps of my senior brother and climbing to the peak of martial arts with him, the matter of love is not within my consideration for the time being!"

"So, Senior Zhongli, there is no need to worry about this."

"Xiaojun!"

After hearing Wu Zhengjun's deliberately distant and cold reply, the sadness that suddenly emerged in her heart made Zhongli Shuiqin cry.

In response, Jian Wuhen, Jiang Jingya and Qin Lingfei looked at each other and found the confusion in their eyes.

"Sister Shuiqin, don't be sad in a hurry!"

The person who tied the bell must untie it!

Since it was Yu Haoran's questioning that made Zhongli Shuiqin hesitate about her relationship with Wu Zhengjun, he was the one who gave her the courage to pursue love.

Therefore, as Yu Haoran's wife and Wu Zhengjun's sister-in-law, Qin Lingfei took the initiative to persuade her.

"Zhengjun, don't be so heartless. Wait until your senior brother has dealt with that bald man, and let him decide on your relationship."

To this, Wu Zhengjun nodded, closed his eyes again, and continued to improve his state of mind.

Zhongli Shuiqin's crying gradually became quieter.