"Stop" At the moment when Wang Zexi started, Xia Mo Bingyao caught up in time.
Xia Mo Bingyao put a rain cover on Yang Wuji's body when she was in a hurry, Wang Zexi was careless and stepped on the rain cover, but not only did he not hurt Yang Wuji, but he himself fell and ate.
Wang Zexi's own strength was already very difficult to cope with the pressure of the 2700th floor of the central staircase, and it took him a lot of strength to be able to lift his feet, and now he was caught off guard and fell to the ground, not to mention how much it hurt.
What's even worse is that Wang Zexi hit the ground first with his face, and he knocked one of his teeth out.
As for Yang Wuxian, at this time, he was able to barely sit up after adjusting to the pressure of the 2700th floor of the central staircase.
On the opposite side of Yang Wuxi, Wang Zexi was kneeling on the ground with his face next to the ground.
In the eyes of others, it seems that Wang Zexi is kowtowing to Yang Wuxi.
Wang Zexi felt a huge humiliation, he felt that he was a clown, being toyed with.
Wang Zexi's face was hideous, his clenched right hand, and his fingernails were embedded in the flesh.
Under the double pressure of shame and the central ladder, Wang Zexi's potential actually increased, and his cultivation suddenly improved, from the Earth King Realm Law Dual Heaven to the Triple Heaven.
Wang Zexi only felt that the pressure on his body was light, and suddenly the power he could call on increased.
Wang Zexi sneered, and said to Yang Wuxi: "Breakthrough, should I thank you well You don't worry, I will use my gun to stab one hole after another in your body, and let them bleed slowly until they are clean." ” Xia Mo Bingyao stood in front of Yang Wuxian and said to Wang Zexi: "Stand back, or die." ” Xia Mo Bingyao's expression was indifferent, exuding a cold aura all over her body.
The gentle girl in front of Fang Hui, but the Jade Maiden of the Eighteen Sword Sect Sword Saintess is also a powerful Tianjiao.
Wang Zexi's face froze, and he looked at Zhou Jianren behind him.
Zhou Jianren had a golden snake curved sword on his back, his body was spotless, and his breath was stable, he came to Xia Mo Bingyao and said, "Senior Sister Xia Mo Bingyao, this is the Tianjiao competition under the territory of the Eighteen Sword Sects, let's not interfere." ” Xia Mo Bingyao said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhou, Yang Wuxian is a friend of Fang Hui Holy Son, aren't you afraid that Fang Hui Holy Son will be blamed when he comes back?"
"Fang Hui Holy Son, who does he think he is" Zhou Jianren's face became gloomy, and his gentlemanly demeanor suddenly disappeared, "Do you really think that I, Zhou Jianren, am afraid of him?"
Zhou Jianren's right hand pressed towards Yang Wuxian weakly, Yang Wuxian only felt that a huge force appeared out of thin air, this huge force and the trial power of the central ladder fused together, Yang Wuxian was suddenly hit hard, and was pressed to the ground again.
"Zhou Jianren" Xia Mo Bingyao was shocked and was about to stop it, when two more people came over, and one of them said, "Senior Sister Xia Mo Bingyao, although your strength is not weak, it's better not to act rashly." ” Xia Mo Bingyao was angry, but she didn't dare to move, her eyes were cold, and she said, "Xu Dong, Wang Qixing, you will regret it." ” Xu Dong, the holy son of Jianmen in the eighteenth Jianmen Town.
Wang Qixing, the Eighteen Sword Gate Invisible Sword Saint Son.
Although the strength of these two people is not as good as Xia Mo Bingyao, it is not about the same, and the two of them stopped it, and Xia Mo Bingyao had nothing to do.
Xia Mo Bingyao could only watch Yang Wuxian being humiliated by Wang Zexi.
Not far from Xia Mo Bingyao and them, Li Yiyao wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Bu Zhexi.
Li Yiyao was anxious and said, "Why are you pulling me to help Senior Sister Bing Yao." ” Bu Zhexi said: "If you go up, the situation will only get worse." ” Among the eighteen sword gate saints and saints of this generation, Zhou Jianren has the strongest talent and strength, and the only ones who can compete with him are Dongfang Piaoxue, the saint daughter of the Giant Sword Gate, and Xia Mo Bingyao, the jade sword saint, and the other saints and saints of the fifteen sword mountain gates, some of them remain neutral, like Li Yiyao and Bu Zhexi, and a large part of them have fallen to Zhou Jianren.
At the beginning, Fang Hui suddenly became the Holy Son of Tianzhu Peak, which already made these people dissatisfied.
Now that Dongfang Piaoxue is not there, only Xia Mo Bingyao is alone, they don't dare to go too far, but if Li Yiyao and them are neutral and send thousands of helpers, it will definitely not be a good thing.
Li Yiyao weighed it in her heart for a long time, but in the end, she still held the impulse in her heart and did not step forward.
If Fang Hui Holy Son was here, the situation would be different.
However, for such a big thing as the Central Ladder, neither Fang Hui nor Dongfang Piaoxue appeared, and it had already been rumored in the Central Sacred Palace that Fang Hui and Dongfang Piaoxue had gone to find some inheritance and fall.
For a person who doesn't know life and death, he doesn't know how to take risks.
Wang Zexi was really like what he said, shooting one shot at Yang Wuxi's body, leaving one bloody hole after another.
Yang Wuxian was already dying, he felt that his vision was blurry, he couldn't bear it, he was so sleepy.
Yang Wuxian struggled hard, and until the last moment of death, he would never give up hope.
"Enough, Zhou Jianren, enough" Xia Mo Bingyao had tears flowing out of her eyes, she was standing beside Yang Wuji, but there was nothing she could do, she couldn't do anything, she couldn't help Yang Wuji.
"Hahaha, is it not enough, not enough, I want you to know, the fate of approaching Fang Hui, he Fang Hui is a fart, what is he holding in his mouth, why did he become the holy son of Tianzhu Peak, I am the holy son of Tianzhu Peak" "What is he talking about, I, Zhou Jianren, am not afraid of him at all."
Zhou Jianren smiled sickly, he was very happy and comfortable, he was the first person in Tianjiao of the Eighteen Sword Sect.
Yang Wuxian couldn't feel his presence, he knew that he had held on to the limit, he was going to be able to: if Fang Hui was good at this time, maybe I wouldn't have to die.
Yang Wuxi's last thought turned out to be looking forward to Fang Hui's arrival.
But he knew that it was impossible, such an important matter as the Central Ladder Trial, if Fang Hui had come, he would have come a long time ago.
The fact that he didn't come only means that something tricky has happened to him.
"Hey, I won the battle with Duobao Tianzun, but I want to die here, I'm not reconciled."
Yang Wuxi's eyes gradually darkened, his consciousness slowly fell silent, and he was finally about to be freed.
At this moment, Yang Wuxian only felt that in his darkness, a warm light illuminated his entire world.
Yang's consciousness and five senses gradually returned, the injuries on his body were recovering at an incredible speed, his strength was gradually returning, he felt great, he had never felt so good.
Yang Wuxian saw the form in front of him clearly, and his heart beat violently: "Fang Hui" Thank you evibadan, u, low-key, dream, simple _, ▔ Actually, I, trumpet, Li Dekang's reward Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, happy holiday friends t1706231537: