He pointed to the crabapple at his feet and said: "If you don't have the ability to spend all your time with her, then you will never know whether what you have seen and what you think is its most glorious moment is actually true."

"Just like this hand!"

He spread the palms of his hands again, his eight fingers trembling slightly, "As you can see, it is no longer as majestic and stable as it was yesterday, but without a sword and unable to hold a sword, how can it mean that the ending is really just like this?"

The Eight Masters looked forward, staring straight at Haitang'er, pondering for a moment, and said with sincerity:

"There is nothing in this world that can make you the most perfectly prepared to face it."

"When the time comes, it's time."

"When the opportunity comes, I can't refuse it."

"If you can really see the brilliance of flowers and the fullness of human life, then you will have given everything of yourself... In other words, you have prepared everything, so you can see the ending you want."

"But is the ending interesting? Is it really what you want to see?"

Haitang'er lowered her head.

He agrees with the leader's statement, but that doesn't mean he can accept it.

This time, if you take action without fully preparing, the price may be to lose everything!

Bazun smiled knowingly, he knew what the other person was thinking.

"You are too extreme and too perfectionistic."

"Not every step in life must be measured to the same standard, and not everything in the world is just the opposite."

"People can actually have a third choice."

Haitang'er raised her eyes, her eyes full of coldness, "Really? You haven't put your life into it, right? How do you know the ending?"

"I don't know, but I can create it. That's what I've been doing, isn't it?"

"Made of what?"

"Use your hands, use your body, use your will, use everything you can use, and use half-complete preparations..."

Ba Zunzhen gave many answers, and finally paused and said: "Facing each other, not turning your back!"

With a thud, Haitang'er's heart suddenly contracted.

This is talking about him...

escape?

He gritted his teeth and wanted to retort loudly.

"Put me down."

Bazun pointed at the dilapidated mountain forest road below.

The place was devastated and desolate, and the aftermath of the battle in the Eight Palaces had wiped out all the trees, branches and rocks.

"oh."

Haitang'er reluctantly put the man down.

Click.

As soon as the Eight Masters fell to the ground, they trampled down a dead branch.

He lowered his head.

Haitang'er also lowered her head following his gaze.

Broken branches...

Does this mean something?

Haitang'er felt that the sky was getting dark, and her whole body was enveloped in haze and sadness.

He couldn't persuade the leader at all!

But Ba Zunzhen moved away, as if he had thought of something, and squatted down thoughtfully.

He picked up the dry branch that was broken in half, with only the length of his forearm remaining, and looked at it for a long time.

"First seat?"

Haitang'er looked behind him in the direction of the battle.

If you don't leave, Bai Yi will really catch up with you.

The eight masters stood up and looked side by side with him.

"The battle is not over." He suddenly whispered.

Haitang'er was startled when she heard this, and it took her a long time to realize that the first one was responding to what she had just said, the battle between Gou Wuyue and Lao Er that had ended.

"Can you see it?" He was a little curious.

"Can't see."

The eight statues look into the distance.

He only had acquired cultivation skills, suffered from injuries and injuries, and all he could see was the ruined sky.

Whoosh.

With a quick stroke of the dead branch in his hand, a tiny sound of breaking wind appeared.

The corners of Bazun's lips curled up, and a smile appeared on his face.

"but I know……"

"The battle has just begun."

…

the other side.

call out!

The arrows from the sinful bow go away and come back again.

Obviously, Gou Wuyue's sword "Time Sequence Reverse" is not powerful enough to completely affect the two regions.

After the arrow flew back and disappeared from the sky, it suddenly shot forward with unrivaled momentum.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Sang Lao sighed.

He never thought that his new apprentice could cause such serious harm to one of the Seven Sword Immortals of the Mainland.

It is true that Gou Wuyue is a swordsman and Taixu.

But on this continent, cultivation level does not determine everything.

At least, he was not born with a holy body, and he had never trained his physical body. The Taixu body that had been transformed by the power of heaven was completely unable to withstand the damage from that punch.

"What exactly is this boxing technique?"

Mr. Sang didn't dig into it.

This is Xu Xiaoshou's opportunity.

He knew that his disciple had many ideas, many secrets, and more opportunities.

If it were him to face that punch, he would actually be a little scared, even if he was the one with the throne.

But no matter what, Xu Xiaoshou has done too much in this battle.

It’s even more than “anything” that he needs to endure in his current state!

This battle, which could not even be ranked as a Zhan Dao, was simply not something that a junior like him should have to face.

What he should do is to defeat his peers in various arenas with great grace and grace!

"Love the common people..."

Looking up at the arrow shooting straight down from the sky, Sang Lao spread his hands.

After losing Gou Wuyue's obstruction, he easily collected his apprentice's body, which was devoured by a punch and exploded into several pieces.

And before he became the true successor of Jinzhao.

Even if there is only one breath left, or even if he has not been dead for too long, he has several ways to take people back from the hands of death.

"Snapped!"

Grabbing the only half of Xu Xiaoshou's cracked head, Sang Lao slapped a body-rejuvenating pill into the wound with his palm.

In a blink of an eye.

Xu Xiaoshou's muscles began to split and grow like crazy.

In just a moment, his whole body was restored.

Sang Lao took out another pill bottle from the ring.

This time, he carefully poured out a golden elixir the size of a small fingernail.
To be continued...