Taking advantage of the fact that Saint Wen Dao was being attacked from both sides and was distracted, Lao Jun turned his palms into claws and struck out like lightning, grabbing his shoulders hard.
At the same time, his skinny body suddenly burst into light, piercing the eyes of others and making them unable to open their eyes.
This is!
After hearing the Tao, the saint felt an extremely mysterious and weird power coming from the white-haired old man in front of him, and the power in his body began to decline rapidly.
What frightened him even more was that as the face of the old man in front of him became paler and his breath became weaker and weaker, an extremely precious thing in his body was also rapidly passing and dissipating.
Shouyuan!
As the oldest saint in the world, Saint Wen Dao had less than two hundred lifespan left. Now that Lao Jun caught him like this, he lost more than half of it in an instant.
Although Lao Jun was shaky and seemed to be extremely weak, he still had no intention of stopping. Instead, he smiled heartily, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Two saints!
Use my life in exchange for two saints!
What could be more satisfying than such a way to die?
He seems to have seen his name written down in history, respected and praised by countless descendants.
However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
"boom!"
The ghost mandrill suddenly flew up and kicked Lao Jun mercilessly, kicking the frail old man straight away and hitting the mountain wall with a "bang".
"Wow!"
The old man was already at the end of his strength, and his longevity had almost been burned out. How could he withstand his swift and unparalleled kick? A blood arrow suddenly spurted out from his mouth, and then he collapsed limply to the ground. His eyes gradually dimmed, and his pupils Among them, the spirit soon disappeared.
This magical old man who single-handedly replaced Saint Lingxiao breathed his last breath and passed away.
"Asshole!"
Seeing this situation, the Seven-Star Saint's eyes suddenly ignited with blazing flames. He finally couldn't hold it back and cursed loudly, "Why do you want to attack one of your own people?"
"Who is yours? I said, he is mine."
Facing the saint's questioning, Ghost Mandrill was not afraid, but glared back fiercely, "If you dare to interfere again, I will kill you too!"
"It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable!"
The Seven-Star Saint was so angry that he was shaking all over. He wished he could kill this inexplicable kid in front of him with a sword, but in the end he still endured it with unimaginable perseverance.
"So it turns out that he is a person with a special physique that can consume other people's life span."
The saint who heard the Tao finally recovered from that weird state of weakness, his eyes were shining brightly, and the long sword in his hand was vibrating, pointing directly at the Seven Star Saint, "No wonder people like Brother Ling Xiao have fallen into your trap, but This person is dead, are there any other despicable methods you haven’t used yet?”
"Although Lao Jun fell short and failed to take Brother Wen Wen's life." The Seven-Star Sage looked directly into his eyes and said word by word, "But your current state is probably not much better, right?"
"You can try."
The Saint Wen Dao's face looked much more haggard than before, but the aura on his body increased instead of decreasing. He took a step forward with his sword. It was clear that he had no spiritual power, but for some reason, the Seven Star Saint faintly felt a strong feeling. Sense of crisis.
I had underestimated this old man before!
A complex light flashed in the eyes of the Seven-Star Saint, and then he showed determination again. Instead of fighting with the opponent head-on, he jumped into the woods behind him and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Facing the saint Wen Dao who had lost a lot of life span, he actually chose to run away!
"coward!"
A trace of contempt flashed in the saint's eyes when he heard the Tao, and then he smiled bitterly, his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground with a "plop".
The passage of nearly a hundred years of life had obviously placed a great burden on his body.
"Old man!"
Seeing him injured and lying on the ground, Ghost Mandrill bent down to pick up the broken knife that fell on the ground. His eyes were full of murderous intent and he approached him step by step. "When you killed the old man, did you ever think that this day would happen?"
"I really haven't thought about it."
Seeing the ghost mandrill approaching step by step, the saint who heard the Tao seemed unable to get up, but replied calmly, "That little ant who only had the realm of the heavenly wheel at the beginning can one day threaten my life."
"One life for another. If you kill the old man, I will kill you."
Ghost Mandrill came to him, holding the broken knife in his hand high, "This is the retribution you deserve."
The saint who heard the Tao looked at him calmly, as if he were an audience enjoying a dramatic performance, neither speaking nor resisting.
"don't want!"
Just when Ghost Mandrill was about to swing his sword down and kill his enemy on the spot, a white figure suddenly stood in front of him, opening a pair of slender jade arms to firmly protect the Wen Dao Saint behind him.
"Woman, get out of the way!"
Seeing clearly that the person in front of him was Ran Sujuan who had been walking with him all the way, Gui Mandrilla trembled slightly, the hesitation in his eyes flashed away, but he quickly returned to his coldness.
"I am a disciple of Wen Dao Academy. I have been cared for by the saint since I was a child. If you want to kill him, how can I stand by and watch?" Ran Sujuan's eyes were filled with tears, her slender waist was straight, and her delicate voice was filled with tears and choked with sobs. Said, "If you really want to take action, then kill me too!"
"Do you think I dare not?"
Ghost Mandrill's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't get out of here, I will chop you down too!"
"I don't!"
Crystal tears slid down Ran Sujuan's cheeks, and fell to the ground. She looked directly into Gui Mandrill's eyes and answered with absolute determination.
"you……"
Ghost Mandrill was at a loss for words, and his right arm kept trembling, as if he was about to strike her down at any moment. However, after a long while, he was still hanging in the air, unable to make up his mind.
Just as the two were in a stalemate, a white figure quietly appeared in the forest nearby. This person did not speak, but quietly watched everything that happened here.
"You once said you owed me a debt." Ran Sujuan suddenly said, "I don't ask you to repay, I just want you to put aside the hatred between you and the saint, and we will be reconciled. How about it?"
"No!" Ghost Mandrill refused without hesitation, "Everything else is fine, but this old thief who heard the Tao must die in my hands, otherwise how can he be worthy of the old man's kindness in raising him?"
"Although I don't know who the 'old man' is, I also know that he is your important elder." Ran Sujuan persuaded her bitterly, "If he sees you immersed in the hatred of the past like this, he has a spirit in heaven, and he will probably do the same. sad."
"Are you immersed in the hatred of the past?" Ghost Mandrill murmured to himself, then his eyes flashed, and he suddenly took a step forward, exerted force with his left hand, and pushed Ran Sujuan to the ground, and raised his right hand high again, " Maybe, but as long as I kill this old man, I will naturally be freed!"
"don't want!"
Under the violent impact, Ran Sujuan felt sore all over her body and could not get up for a while. Seeing the ghost mandrill killing the saint who heard the way, she felt a pain in her heart and screamed hoarsely, but there was no way to stop it.
She knew that once the Wen Dao Saint died in the hands of the demon, the friendship between the two would also come to an end.
From now on, Oni Mandrill will be the number one enemy of "Wen Dao Academy". All his relatives and friends, including his father and Ning Jie, will join the team chasing him.
Even he himself had no choice but to regard this man who had been with each other all the way, supported each other many times, and had developed feelings for him long ago as an enemy, and tried his best to kill him.
He will most likely hurt you in the future.
Are you sure you want to save him?
Zhong Wen's words suddenly appeared in her mind. Ran Sujuan's heart felt like a knife, her chest was tight and suffocating. Under the excessive pain, even breathing became difficult.
it's me!
it's me again!
It was me who trusted Zhu Cong in the first place, causing Xiaojie to fall into the hands of this despicable villain!
Now it's me who saved the mandrill again for my own selfish desires and implicated the saint's life!
I am indeed a bad guy!
God, why did you let an ominous person like me be born into this world!
"puff!"
Her whole body trembled with rage, and blood spurted out from her mouth. Her delicate face was as pale as a piece of paper, and her delicate body was crumbling, as if she was about to fall down at any moment.
The mandrill's slashing movements were as clear as slow-motion playback in her eyes.
As the broken knife got closer and closer to the head of the saint who heard the Tao, her heart gradually sank to the bottom.
Just when Ran Sujuan was disheartened and had no love left in her life, the white figure that had been watching with cold eyes suddenly moved.
His movement was unparalleled. With just a touch of his feet, he jumped several feet away in an instant and appeared next to Ghost Mandrill and Wen Dao Sage. With his hand like lightning, he grabbed Ghost Mandrill's back collar and lifted it up suddenly. He actually threw his strong body out easily and hit the mountain with a "bang". He fell so hard that stars appeared in his eyes and all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.
"It's you!"
After finally coming back to his senses, he saw clearly the white-robed man who suddenly appeared. There was a look of astonishment in Demon Mandrill's red eyes, and he was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
