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Chapter 571: Vitality Slash

"Where are your clothes?"

Wu Ziteng tried to draw his sword forcefully, but Yan Hui did not use any force and let him take the sword back. Instead, he looked at Zhao Yushu with a puzzled look on his face.

"It was burned. If I hadn't been lucky and hid my storage bag deep enough, I would have lost all my banknotes and other things. Time is tight and I don't have time to change into other clothes, so I'm wearing this first."

Zhao Yushu patted the black robe on his body. His bare feet and hairy legs showed that there was probably nothing underneath...

"Where's your hair?"

Wu Ziteng felt that he shouldn't laugh in this situation, and he wasn't the type to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Zhao Yushu subconsciously touched his head, his face suddenly filled with grief and anger: "Brother, you don't understand, this is the price of becoming stronger, brother, please step back, those wounded can't hold on any longer, you go save them, leave this monster to me."

"here you are?"

Zhao Yushu held the scabbard horizontally: "I am already in the seventh heaven."

As if sensing Zhao Yushu's intention, Avalon trembled slightly, and a force different from ordinary spiritual power surged out. Wu Ziteng frowned, as if he felt something.

"Outland?"

"If you don't go, several of my friends will die."

Wu Ziteng didn't dare to think about it any more, and rushed over quickly, stuffing a pill into Li Qi's mouth. His current condition was the most critical.

At the moment when Zhao Yushu kicked the bronze bell away, Bujie put away the Poxun Dharma Image, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate his breathing. Seeing Wu Ziteng coming over, he took out the dull dragon ball from his arms and handed it to him: "Pour some spiritual power into it and give it to Master Li Hai."

Li Hai's arms were broken, but they were only minor injuries and his life would not be in danger. After his arms were reconnected with dragon balls, he would just need to rest for a while.

As for the two brothers Zhang Hong and Miao Ming, the monks of Dabei Temple are thick-skinned and tough, so there is no need to bother them.

Zhao Yushu glanced at Cao Zheng, who looked quite dead. He didn't know whether it was because blood pills came in different types or for some other reason, but Cao Zheng didn't explode into blood mist after his death. It was a pity that such a skilled tightrope walker could be killed by a blood pill.

"Creatures."

Zhao Yushu was shocked that Yan Hui, who had always been like a monster, actually spoke.

The other party's blood-red eyes were fixed on Avalon, and his lips were a little dry. This ordinary scabbard with even the gems removed was more tempting to him than the several seriously injured external scene masters.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Yushu just asked Wu Ziteng to hand this place over to him, but this does not mean that he is really so conceited as to think that his seventh level can easily surpass the great perfection of the outer scene. He just saw that Wu Ziteng was already exhausted.

They are both in the Ninth Heaven, and it is impossible for Wu Ziteng to be forced to this point by Yan Hui. He can easily tell that it must be that old guy Puxian King who is causing trouble again.

However, Brother Wu was able to force his way out of the hands of King Samantabhadra, which showed that he was extremely powerful.

"I smell the breath of billions of living beings."

Yan Hui's speech began to become clearer, and the desire in his eyes became stronger.

"eat."

Yan Hui stretched out his claw-like hand: "Give it to me."

With a bang, Zhao Yushu swept the claws open with his long sword: "Still eating! I'm here to take you in!"

Damn, this is my world, is it your turn to eat it?

Madam Xu's hilt appeared out of thin air at the entrance of Avalon. Zhao Yushu stretched out his right hand, the cold iron sword disappeared, and he fiercely grasped Madam Xu.

As if sensing his intentions, countless living forces gathered on Madam Xu, and Zhao Yushu closed his eyes.

This is a world, this is my utopia, where I can enjoy a perfect life. But the moment I decided to leave, my courage to protect another world was recognized by Avalon.

You stand in front of the world, and the power of the world should be used by you.

When you return wounded, this world will become your last refuge.

"Do you know the Spirit Bomb?"

Yan Hui stretched out his claws again and took a heavy step forward. The distance of this step was very short, but the bluestone slabs that had been blessed with an unknown amount of spiritual power were completely shattered.

Yan Hui's feet sank into the ground, and his whole body became several inches shorter. His ghost claws tore through the air, and even cracks seemed to appear in space.

The unique skills of Dabei Temple, the final form of Tathagata Palm, the boundless Buddhist Dharma.

This palm should not have been used outside, and it almost drained all Yan Hui's regrets.

Buddha saves all sentient beings, regardless of country or world, without limits.

Madam Xu drew her sword. Such a short sword should have been used to stab, but Zhao Yushu just slashed it.

It was a plain stroke, without sparks or lightning, without moving mountains and rivers, without BGM or five-cent special effects, just like a child gently swinging a wooden sword.

The strongest palm versus the most extraordinary sword.

Passed by.

Zhao Yushu felt that Avalon seemed a little tired, yet a little proud.

The creatures in the other world seemed to be cheering together, the cracks in the sky disappeared, and the sense of doomsday crisis also disappeared.

Yan Hui lowered his head, his strength quickly drained away, and then he suddenly fell to the ground, looking at the light spots gradually dissipating beside him, feeling somewhat confused.

"Missed?"

Zhao Yushu scratched his bald head, thinking that he should cut this old monster in half with one sword.

"It's not that you missed the target. Tathagata's palm is the strongest in the world. It was his palm power that missed the target by three points."

Wu Ziteng settled several patients and stood beside Zhao Yushu: "What's that move?"

"It's a treasure I got by chance. Combined with my inner perception, it can normally add some bonuses to my other weapons. But if I want to use the power I just used, I'm afraid it will take a long time to accumulate power, and I can only use it when I'm in a life-and-death crisis."

"enough."

Wu Ziteng did not ask him what his specific inner insights were. This is a personal secret and usually will not be easily revealed to others before one reaches the inner state.

There is something Zhao Yushu didn't say. Normally, no matter where Madam Xu stabbed a person, the whole person would die. However, Yan Hui had one of his arms chopped off but he was not dead yet. What on earth is this monster?

"That monster was defeated."

Although Sword Saint Dugu had his back to the Shengci Temple, he could still clearly feel the rapid decline of Yanhui's aura, and also felt the sword force that made him feel a little nervous.

I even had a feeling that if I took this sword head-on, I might die here.

Which move of the Seven Swords did Wu Ziteng use?

Dugu Jiansheng felt relieved but also a little worried.

He had never seen the complete Seven Swords, but he knew that it was almost impossible for an outer scene to kill an inner scene. Even if there was such a possibility, the loss would certainly be huge.

Otherwise it will damage the foundation.

He was also somewhat shocked by Yan Hui's strength. Yan Hui's current cultivation level was at most the Great Perfection of External Realm, but he actually forced Wu Ziteng to use a killing move that could pose a great threat to Internal Realm. Moreover, after being hit by this move, his aura only dropped, and he was still not completely killed.

The leader's expression moved slightly. As they were both top cultivators, Dugu Jiansheng could feel it, and naturally he could feel it too. He didn't expect that after planning for a long time, he still lost after Shushan intervened.

"The mountains remain unchanged, old Dugu. Since you from Shushan have intervened, don't blame me for being ruthless in the future. See you later!"

A storm arose out of nowhere, carrying the leader away. The Sword Master hesitated for a moment, glanced at King Samantabhadra who was still hiding not far away, and did not chase after him.

The two men fought for a long time, but no one thought about whether the sword was wielded by Wu Ziteng.

"Brother, this monster belongs to you."

Shushan has done all it can to slay demons and eliminate evil, and the rest will be left to Shushan.