"Sword Intent?"

At this crucial moment, the eyelids of the sleepy masked man on Cenchofu's back trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he raised his head, his eyes focused on the billowing dust and smoke thousands of miles away.

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe who was facing the young man, leaving his back to him.

"Gou Wuyue..."

The masked man murmured in a low voice as if he was reminiscing. He was thinking about something in his cloudy eyes. It took him a long time to focus on the famous sword in Gou Wuyue's hand, the sound of Nulan.

"Buzz!"

In response to the sound of the sword, a demonic wind seemed to be blowing from the sky and the earth, whistling continuously, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Many people in white clothes were immediately alert, and their attention immediately turned away from the young man in the distance and fell on the awakened masked man.

"elder brother!"

The storyteller called out in surprise, "Are you awake?"

"No problem?" Cenjou asked, tilting his head and shaking his back, knocking down the person on top of him.

"No problem."

The masked man responded, but his feet were subconsciously in the air, but he suddenly realized that he had lost the ability to stay in the air.

He woke up immediately.

The group of people in front of us are talking in heaven!

as expected.

The next second.

"Whoosh!"

The man who fell from Cenchofu's back seemed to have stepped on the air in his sleep, and his body fell directly to the ground.

"I……"

The masked man was immediately speechless.

Fortunately, Storyteller's reaction was extremely fast. He touched "Yin Yang Life and Death?" with his hand, and with a flash of golden light, the masked man had already landed on the space platform he had created.

"..."

The whole audience paused for a moment.

Question marks slowly appeared on the faces of many people dressed in white.

If the information is correct, the person who fell off Cenchofu's back should be the leader of the Saint Slave.

But the dignified leader of the Saint Slave can't even fly?

"Why are these damn holy slaves so weirder than the last?"

"Forget it young man, I thought this leader of the Saint Slave suppressed his cultivation. I never thought, is he really an acquired talent? He can't even fly?"

"Let me go, what on earth is this!"

The appearance of the masked man out of the situation was like a spoiler, directly shifting the target of the confrontation in the field.

Gou Wuyue returned and turned to look.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, he saw the masked man who was almost falling to the ground.

"Forehead……

The masked man looked up, looking rather embarrassed.

He wants to talk.

Then he realized that this highly unequal way of speaking was not only taxing, but also made the other party less powerful, so he immediately turned his head and looked at the storyteller.

The storyteller understood it in his mind, and with a move of his hand, the masked man slowly floated into the air.

A group of people in white clothes, with dozens of heads, slowly raised their heads as the figure climbed higher.

That picture is simply amazing!

"This is the rescue force that has fallen from the world?"

Xu Xiaoshou in the distance was still feeling proud that the appearance of the masked man could divert Gou Wuyue's attention at first, but he almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he saw this scene.

Opposite is the Moonless Sword Immortal!

If you act like this, how can I believe that the Holy Slave can escape from this dragnet?

This is even more ridiculous than what I said.

"Pattering..."

It rained all the time.

In order to prevent his brother from encountering a second accident during the lift-off process, the storyteller also deliberately slowed down the speed.

It wasn't until he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere that he immediately moved and pulled his brother to the same level as Gou Wuyue.

"Ignored, passive value, +782."

When Xu Xiaoshou saw this information, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the masked man reached the height, he didn't do anything else. His first move was to turn his head and look at him, and waved.

"come over."

brush.

All the people in white clothes turned their heads.

"Being watched, passive value, +783."

Xu Xiaoshou's face suddenly turned green.

He wanted to get away from the battlefield.

He didn't even want to stay in the middle of the battle for a moment.

But the masked man seemed to know what this guy was thinking, and said with a smile: "You will only die faster if you stay there."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

He reacted immediately.

Yes, this is the battle of Dao Zhan and Taixu.

Such a small distance, to them, is just a stone's throw away.

Hide, how can you escape?

"come over."

"Invited, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth, not daring to think any more, and reached the sky in one step, directly behind the masked man.

"The war has started, remember to block me..."

"Look good."

The masked man didn't even look back and directly cut off his words.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

"Learn."

"What to study... hmm?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly shone with light, "Could it be..."

He remembered that the first time he met the masked man, he said something similar.

After saying "Your way has been destroyed a long time ago", he directly took action, severely injuring Xiao Qixiu, Ye Xiaotian, and several elders of the Spirit Palace, and escaped easily.

Maybe, at this moment, he will show off his great power and destroy this space with just a few clicks.

Then, under Gou Wuyue's gaze, he led everyone and fled far away as if they were escaping from Tiansang Ling Palace?

Xu Xiaoshou looked expectant.

The storyteller next to him had the same expression, and the stars in his eyes almost seemed to fall out.

Cenjov took a few steps back.

Once the leader comes out, he is no longer the one who resists the pressure.

The masked man took action directly without explaining too much.

He was like an elder, as if he wanted to give some personal advice, so he took a step forward and took a step forward.

"wait……"

Before the storyteller finished speaking in frightened words, the masked man trembled, staggered and fell forward.
To be continued...