Chapter 1810: Chapter 89: This Intent Endures
Wu Ling: …
Ge Fei: …
Wu Ling truly made a great decision, summoned the courage to cross the line between life and death, and decided to continue taking action.
Ge Fei was also sincerely unwilling to admit defeat, and even more unwilling to watch his friend march to death alone, so he resolved desperately.
They are taking the attitude towards Dou Zhao to face Jiang Wang!
Even when Jiang Wang was grinning ferociously, Ge Fei instinctively activated a defensive Dao Technique.
The seven-layered turtle shell in front of him now is a masterpiece of Taoism with incredible defensive capability, thick and solid, seemingly capable of blocking Dou Zhao’s attack.
But now he felt like a turtle indeed.
Withdrawing into his shell, utterly ridiculous!
Wu Ling’s eyes were even turning red.
He put his prestigious background and infinitely bright future behind him, with the enlightennt of being utterly eliminated, he fought for honor!
At this mont, the scroll of Textual Energy still hovered in front of him; he used Textual Energy Condensed Death to create a battle formation of soldiers, a killing thod he would never easily reveal, now surging forward.
But the opponent… didn’t even look back!
Jiang Wang ran swiftly, still paying attention to his posture, if not for the lingering stench, there might have been so sense of elegance.
Moreover, it was obvious that he carefully observed before choosing the escape route, cleverly avoiding the places most likely set with restrictions.
Darting left and right, incredibly smooth.
The Sword Qi lingered, but the Qingyun had dispersed.
One mont he was grinning fiercely, the next mont he was running away like the Youthful.
Wu Ling only felt sothing shattering, sothing hard to retrieve—his dignity and face!
Textual Energy Condensed Death, battle formation transford into dragon, roaring as it pursued closely.
Wu Ling stepped on the long scroll of Textual Energy, soaring after it.
“Don’t let that kid escape!”
He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly.
If today’s incident spread out, if people knew that Wu Ling was scared by an injured Jiang Wang, he simply didn’t know how he’d face the world!
Ge Fei’s face was also flushed with sha, he directly opened the specially made insect sac, stepping on a flying insect with each foot, silently following Wu Ling.
And Jiang Wang…
Soone Jiang was actually quite helpless.
It’s not that he didn’t want to really go all out, but going all out wouldn’t beat them.
Whether Wu Ling or Ge Fei, they are both elites of their countries.
Yue Country is not weak, and Great Chu even more so.
To be figures erging from such two countries, how could he fight them in his current injury?
The energy of Five Decays in his body was not exhausted, the Samadhi True Fire was still burning, he had coughed up a few liters of blood.
And the Sword Immortal, Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, and even the three secret techniques of Pursuing the Wind, Carrying the Blade, and Kill God, had all been used and couldn’t be used again in a short ti.
The Divine Incompleteness Wind was used repeatedly, not much was left…
How to fight in such a situation?
He couldn’t think of a way. He could only borrow the tiger’s skin of Dou Zhao, say sothing like I am not afraid of Dou Zhao, and use an unrealized assumption to bluff them.
Once Ge Fei and Wu Ling were convinced, he would guide them to cut down Dou Zhao—at least Dou Zhao couldn’t overrule the Mountain and Sea Realm’s rules to kill, right?
To his surprise, Wu Ling believed it, and even developed a will to perish.
Too straightforward in heart!
Lord Jiang had no choice but to flee.
Flying swiftly while burning off the energy of Five Decays, constantly coughing blood.
But suddenly he thought…
Considering Wu Ling’s fear of Dou Zhao, there should be more than one group setting up Dou Zhao.
Who is the other group?
…
…
A grand battle concluded, the sky poured heavily again.
It was even more intense, a feeling of vengeful pouring.
Pelting down, smashing into fragnts of jade and flowing pearls.
Dou Zhao laughed wildly in such rain, laughing at eting an interesting opponent, laughing at a worthwhile trip.
Until…
Zhongli Yan and Fan Wushu walked over one after another.
Breaking through the rain.
“Hahahaha!”
Zhongli Yan joined Dou Zhao’s wild laughter: “Didn’t expect, did you? I’m here!”
Dou Zhao ceased his laughter, gently shaking his long knife: “I’ve been waiting for you guys… why did it take so long?”
Even though he was the one who was set up, the one who fell into an ambush, he behaved aggressively, exceptionally picky: “What’s wrong? The battle’s not over, afraid to step in? Zhongli Yan, have you lost the courage to face ?”
“Damn your mother!” Zhongli Yan imdiately cursed: “This is called strategy! Courage with wisdom, how could a brute like you understand?”
Dou Zhao smirked: “You’ve redefined the term.”
Zhongli Yan spat: “Stop pretending! Cornered by here, scared to death, yet pretending you saw this coming? Hahaha, laughable, I didn’t leave any loopholes for you!”
“Though I always knew you were overconfident…” Dou Zhao shook his head helplessly, then said: “I followed Zuo Guangshu and their traces here, but they shouldn’t have left such obvious clues. Isn’t that a loophole?”
“Hmph…” Zhongli Yan retorted strongly: “It’s a fact you fell into my trap, no matter how you argue!”
“Since you knew it was a trap…” Fan Wushu asked at this point: “Why did Brother Dou step in anyway?”
Dou Zhao grinned, an unspeakable confidence and arrogance: “Encounters with traps, just shatter them. Ambushes, just destroy them. I’m only afraid I can’t find you all, not afraid of what you’ll do. In this Mountain and Sea Realm, who can kill ?”
Fan Wushu was montarily speechless!
Zhongli Yan loosened the heavy sword on his back, holding it in his hand, and said ferociously: “I can kill you!”
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