Plane Copy Master

This is the first immortal to appear in ancient times.

"What's the situation? What are these people shouting?" Wu Yan was suspended in mid-air, and apparently heard the chaotic shouts below. He condescendingly glanced at it, but couldn't hear it clearly, and immediately ignored it.

At this time, Wu Yan's thoughts are all on the side of Dongfang Bubai, and he only hopes that Dongfang Bubai can hold on, but he must not lose as quickly as in the original book.

"In the original book, Yang Lianting was dragged down, but not now, and Dongfang Bubai also practiced the flying needle technique. Thinking about it, he shouldn't be defeated, right?" Wu Yan controlled the sword and flew towards the back mountain, murmuring in his heart, It's self comforting.

However, without seeing the battle situation with his own eyes, Wu Yan always felt uneasy in his heart.

At the same time, at the back of the mountain, the battle had already entered a tragic stage. Ren Yingying's body was pierced by two embroidery needles, and it was obvious that she was lying on the ground and had no strength to fight anymore.

Xiang Wentian was lying on the ground with no breath, obviously dead.

Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing also had some injuries on their bodies, especially Ren Woxing, whose body was covered with scars, and the clothes on his body were almost completely stained red by blood.

If it weren't for the support of more than ten years of hatred, maybe he was also lying on the ground at this time.

Of course, Dongfang Bubai looked even more tragic. He was dressed in a bright red robe, which had become even redder. Due to the excessive blood loss, Dongfang Bubai's face looked terribly pale, and his body felt colder and colder. , Consciousness has also been blurred.

"Dongfang Bubai is indeed the number one expert in the world. With so many of us joining forces, we are no match for him." Relatively speaking, Linghu Chong's injury was lighter. Watching Dongfang Bubai finally stagger and fall to the ground, Secretly amazed in my heart.

At the same time, he was also a little puzzled. In the battle just now, he could feel that Dongfang Bubai seemed to be showing mercy to him.

Linghu Chong jumped in front of Dongfang Bubai, pointed the long sword at Dongfang Bubai's throat, but he didn't rush to strike, and asked hesitantly, "Why did you show mercy to me just now?".

It is obvious that Dongfang Bubai was stabbed by his own sword, which caused Ren Woxing's star-absorbing magical skill to suck out a lot of blood. Obviously this is the first time I have met him, so why would he show mercy to his subordinates?This made Linghu Chong puzzled.

"You have a good relationship with Wu Yan, right? He has passed on his sword skills to you." Dongfang Bubai's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he replied reflexively to Linghu Chong's words.

"..." Dongfang Bubai's words silenced Linghu Chong.

Indeed, if it wasn't for Wu Yan's blocking move, he might have escaped death in today's battle, but he used this sword skill to deal with Dongfang Bubai, Linghu Chong felt a little guilty.

"Hahaha, Dongfang dog thief, I still have the last laugh." Although Ren Woxing over there was already seriously injured, but seeing Dongfang Bubai fell to the ground at this moment, he took a breath of true anger and laughed loudly Come over, raise your palm, and slapped Dongfang Bubai hard on the head.

When this palm fell, let alone Dongfang Bubai's head, even a stone could smash it into pieces.

However, at this moment, a sword light flashed.

Ren Woxing screamed, covered his palm and stepped back, half of his palm fell on the ground...

"Linghu Chong! What are you doing, kid!?"

Covering the cut off half of the palm with his hand, Ren Woxing's eyes were red, staring closely at Linghu Chong like a ferocious beast that chooses to eat someone.

"No...it's not me...just now my sword...is out of control..." Linghu Chong also looked at a loss.

"My sword is out of control!?" Hearing Linghu Chong's words, Ren Woxing's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly rose from his heart.

"Wu...Wu Yan...?", Dongfang Bubai lay on the ground, his consciousness was blurred, but his eyes saw the sky, and a figure slowly descended.

"Am I hallucinating? Wu Yan has fallen off a cliff and disappeared, so how can he fly in the sky? I remember hearing people say that when a person dies, he will see the person he wants to see. It turns out that such a legend is true. Is it... ".

Chapter 42: Don't repay the real villain

Stepping on the White Dragon Sword, Wu Yan's figure slowly fell from midair, and landed directly beside Dongfang Bubai...

Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying, who was lying on the ground not far away and had no strength to fight anymore, stared at Wu Yan in amazement, their hearts shaking.

Even the arrogant Ren Woxing seemed to have forgotten the pain of breaking his palm at this moment, and looked at Wu Yan in shock.

Just now, this guy seemed to fall from the sky with his feet on a flying sword?

"How are you?" After landing, Wu Yan asked calmly, seeing Dongfang Bubai's unprecedented miserable appearance.

Although his face was calm, the calmness on his face was like the tranquility before the storm. It didn't make people feel at ease, but made people feel depressed.

"I'm dying, so, see you again?" Dongfang Bubai wanted to raise his hand to grab Wu Yan, but just halfway up his hand, it fell down feebly.

Wu Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Dongfang Bubai's hand. This was the first time Wu Yan had physical contact with him.

Dongfang Bubai's hands were as cold as if they had no warmth. Wu Yan knew that he had lost too much blood.

If this kind of injury is placed in modern times, with hospital equipment and matching blood type, it may be possible to recover after blood transfusion, but now, the ending is already doomed...

"So you're not dead, so it's not an illusion..." Feeling the warmth of Wu Yan's palm, Dongfang Bubai's face became much brighter, and he said with joy in his eyes.

He himself was going to die, but he was happy because Wu Yan didn't die.

"Why do you care so much about me?" Feeling that Dongfang Bubai seemed to have feelings for him that were different from ordinary people, Wu Yan was silent for a moment, and asked.

"I care, maybe it's because you are very similar to me, so I introduce you as a confidant..." Dongfang Bubai looked at Wu Yan and murmured in a low voice.

"Very similar?" Hearing this, Wu Yan felt a little baffled, obviously not understanding what Dongfang Bubai meant when he said that he was very similar to him.

"When I saw you for the first time, I only thought that your flying needle skills were superb, so I was a little interested in you, and thought your martial arts could be used to great effect, so I let you be the deputy hall master under Tong Baixiong... ..." Dongfang Bubai, his eyes were blurred, obviously lost in memory.

"But later, I found out that you don't have any friends in the divine religion, and you seem to prefer to practice kungfu alone and hide. At that time, I only thought of you as a martial idiot."

"Later, you brought Qu Yang back, which raised the face of the Divine Cult. I followed my word and made you an elder of the Divine Cult, holding the power of the Divine Cult in your hands."

"But brother Lian is jealous of you, and secretly empties your power. I found that you didn't respond, so I knew that you don't really care about power. In this world, no matter whether good or evil fight, it's all about power." , but you treat rights like dung, which makes me more curious about you."

"Later, Brother Lian wanted to assassinate you, but you just ruined his face. I knew that you are not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also considerate of power like dirt, and you are also quite cunning. That's why I gave you the title of deputy leader." The job...".

"However, you are so outstanding, but you don't even have a single heart-to-heart friend in the divine religion; I was once magnificent, but I hide in this back mountain every day. Even Elder Tong and the others dare not see each other. With a piece of gauze."

"So, I regard you as a confidant. You can come to Heimuya to save me today, which proves that my vision is still very good. I am very happy, really, very good...".

Wu Yan: "...".

Lowering his head, he watched Dongfang Bubai rambling on so much, but his breath was getting weaker and weaker. Wu Yan knew that he had just returned to the light.

"What is your last wish?" Wu Yan asked after a moment of silence.

"This... this life... I regret that I don't have a daughter... I, my martial arts are all written on this red dress, I hope you can keep it..." After saying this, Dongfang Bubai's body softened and breath None, but the look on his face was very peaceful.

Seeing Dongfang Bubai's appearance, Wu Yan felt heavy in his heart.

Others feel that Dongfang Bubai is the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect and the number one master in the world, and they are afraid and envious, but these words just now when Dongfang Bubai was dying made Wu Yan understand that he is actually a pitiful person .

After practicing the Sunflower Canon in the palace, although his martial arts have greatly improved, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect is high and powerful, but he hides in the back mountain, not daring to bear the eyes of the world, not even his former friends and loyal subordinates. face.

Perhaps it was because of this loneliness that he tolerated Yang Lianting in every possible way, because it was too difficult for him to have someone by his side.

It is precisely because of this that Dongfang Bubai feels that he is very similar to him, and regards himself as a confidant, right?

Dongfang Bubai's martial arts are extremely high; in his opinion, his own martial arts are not low either.