Under the bronze mask was a mediocre face.
It was so mediocre that Huang Sheli was not surprised. She even felt that it should be uglier.
But like a stone thrown into water, ripples immediately appeared. The face rippled slightly, and then it was destroyed.
Under the bronze mask was an illusion, and the illusion on the face was also shattered!
Huang Sheli's attack was so terrifying. She could have avoided it, but she could not.
The Exorcism Pestle destroyed demons and destroyed spells, and killed people to save lives.
Thus, people could see the true appearance of the mysterious Tianjiao of the Mu Kingdom.
The entire World Stage was silent for a moment.
What kind of face was this?
Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, ears, there was not a single flaw, not a single flaw.
Every amazing detail seemed to have been meticulously carved by a craftsman, but there was absolutely no one who could carve such a perfect appearance.
This was a beautiful face.
It was a kind of beauty that transcended the meaning of gender.
Regardless of gender, age, or level of vision, everyone could feel this kind of beauty.
Pieces of the bronze mask fell to the ground.
People's gazes were gathered on this face.
How many were intoxicated, how many were amazed, how many were envious.
Or perhaps the imperfections of the Heavenly Dao often made people regret.
The beauty of the world often did not last long.
At this moment, there was a shallow indentation between the eyebrows of this beautiful face. It was the imprint of the Exorcism Pestle Buddha's head.
It was printed with the smile of the yellow-faced Buddha.
It suppressed the divine light of this beautiful face and was constantly expanding its influence.
Previously, people did not feel that there was anything wrong with wearing a mask to fight. Now, looking at this face and the indentation, they actually felt a sense of heartbreak.
How cruel was the Huang Sheli of the Jing Kingdom!
There were three lines of blood meandering down from this indentation, flowing quietly along the high bridge of the nose and swimming on this beautiful face.
It proved the ruthlessness of the Huang Sheli's strike.
He didn't know what method Deng Qi had used to prevent his head from completely shattering.
But these three meandering lines of blood not only did not destroy the beauty of this face, but also added a bit of vitality to his beauty.
You could feel that this person really existed.
There really was someone in this world who could look like this.
Her jade-like face was dyed red with blood, adding a hint of poignant beauty, making one feel pity for her.
People came to the River Viewing Platform to watch the competition between the geniuses of the various countries. They wanted to see a showdown between the geniuses of the various countries. No matter how outstanding the geniuses were, they could still be beaten to the ground …
It should be said that all the spectators were mentally prepared for any situation. However, at this moment, many sighs could be heard.
On the spectator stand, Helian Yunyun saw the yellow Sarira and Zhao Rucheng's fingers interlocked on the Martial Arts Practice Platform. She could not help but ask, "Yuzhen, do you think this yellow Sarira is destined to be with your Cleansing Moon Nunnery? I can see that she has a Buddhist nature. She also has Bodhi and can recite sutras. She seems very suitable to be a nun. "
True Jade replied faintly, "Your Highness Yun, she's obviously not on the same side as us, right?"
In the next moment, Zhao Rucheng's mask was shattered, and the illusion of his face was also destroyed. His true appearance was revealed on the World Platform.
Helian Yunyun's eyes were still fixed on the Martial Arts Practice Platform, but her left hand immediately stretched out and blocked in front of the nun's eyes. She said sincerely, "Then don't look first. Don't let this kind of evil spirit taint your pure eyes."
True Jade was speechless.
When it came to heartbreak, no one could be more heartbroken than Huang Sarira.
There was no one in the world who cherished beauties more than her, Huang Sarira. However, she had personally used the demonic-subduing pestle to strike this beautiful face, leaving a mark and bleeding!
Of course, bleeding could only be considered a minor injury. She had originally intended to smash the entire head, but most of the power had been removed …
However, the face was completely different!
Before the strike, it was a strange-looking bronze mask. After the strike, it was such a beautiful face.
How could Huang Sarira not be heartbroken?
However, heartbreak was heartbreak, and heartache was heartache.
Huang Sarira's steps did not slow down at all. Holding the demonic-subduing pestle, she was already rushing forward.
Take his life while he was sick!
She, Huang Sarira, was a woman who clearly separated her career from her hobbies!
There was nothing wrong with liking beauties.
The more beautiful they were, the more she liked them.
Deng Qi of the Mu Nation was, of course, a great beauty.
In terms of facial features, she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life. She was indescribably beautiful.
She was simply too beautiful!
However, on the battlefield, victory and defeat were the most important. When two armies met, life and death would be determined!
The yellow-faced Buddha's smile was imprinted between her brows and also nailed to her soul.
This was a chance to determine victory between life and death!
Not only did Huang Sarira rush forward, but the demonic-subduing pestle was still landing on that face.
She was on the verge of tears.
What a waste!
However, this was the best landing point she had determined at this moment under the state of enlightenment of the Bodhi Divine Ability.
I actually want to destroy such a beauty with my own hands.
I, Huang Sarira, really have a heart of stone. I'm not human!
Huang Sarira suppressed her rich emotions. Her heart was in turmoil, but her movements were not affected at all. In the impulse of tears, she leaped up and waved the demonic-subduing pestle.
However!
She suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.
A terrifying and shuddering aura erupted from the beauty in front of her.
The Bodhi Divine Ability sent a warning.
If this pestle landed, she might be the one to die!
She could not advance any further!
Huang Sarira made a prompt decision. She raised the demonic-subduing pestle and retreated quickly while in a defensive posture!
His advance was swift, and his retreat was swift.
She was a true powerhouse. In a battle, victory and defeat were her top priority. She was very certain of her judgment and was very resolute in carrying it out.
However …
The peerlessly handsome man named Deng Qi of the Mu Nation did not launch a counterattack immediately.
Instead, he looked below the stage.
In this place where everyone was watching, at the crucial moment of the battle of the pinnacle.
He suddenly cast his gaze outside the battlefield and actually looked below the stage!
What was below the stage?
At this moment, what could be more important than this battle?
This was a battle of future, a battle of life and death, a battle of glory!
People followed his line of sight.
What could there be below the stage?
There was actually no one below the stage.
There was only one …
A person with tears streaming down his face!
A tall and straight figure in a green robe, a famous sword hanging at his waist, and a nameless jade.
He did not move, but tears fell like rain.
He did not speak, but he was a hero of the world!
That was Jiang Wang of Da Qi's Tianjiao, one of the top four in the world's Inner Mansion.
He had defeated North Xiang of Chu Nation's Tianjiao in a domineering manner and was now standing below the stage to watch the battle, Jiang Wang!
Zhao Rucheng looked at him.
He also looked at Zhao Rucheng.
On and off the stage, the two of them looked at each other.
This was a gaze that was two years late.
Since the fall of Maplewood City, they had not seen each other!
Once, they both thought that the parting in front of the Dao Merit Hall was an eternal farewell. (Volume One, Chapter 123)
At that time, they had clearly completed another mission together, distributed the Dao Merit Points, and returned home. But why did they no longer have a "home"?
The two of them looked at each other like this.
Zhao Rucheng, who usually loved to cry, did not shed a single tear.
Jiang Wang, who was usually stronger, burst into tears and fell like rain.
"Jiang Wang."
Zhao Rucheng spoke on the stage, returning to his original voice. His voice was no longer awkward.
The time he spent hunting demons in the Desolate Border had completely worn away his immaturity.
It was an accident that he revealed his true face at this time, but he quickly accepted it and chose to face it.
His expression was very solemn and serious.
Therefore, at this moment, he looked more like an elder brother on the stage. Jiang Wang, who was below the stage, looked more fragile and helpless.
He said, "In the future, you just have to be a Qi person and an official. You have to have a good future and live a happy life. Don't bear the burden of the past. I'll help you get what Zhuang Guo owes you. I'll help him get what Zhuang Guo owes Big Brother. I'll take the first prize. I'll walk the rest of the road. I'll bear all the consequences. "
Zhuang Guo?
What did Zhuang Guo owe Jiang Wang? What did Zhuang Guo owe him?
The spectators immediately thought of Zhuang Guo's Tianjiao's Lin Zhengren's withdrawal from the competition!
Why did Qi run into Zhuang Guo in the first round of the competition? Why did Lin Zhengren suddenly withdraw from the competition because he was so afraid of the enemy?
There were too many hidden stories and too many secrets in between!
Jiang Wang stared at Zhao Rucheng, as if he would never see him again, his gaze fixed on him.
He didn't say anything.
He couldn't say anything.
His extravagant wish had come true. His vague guess had become reality.
His good brother, whom he thought he would never see again, was now standing in front of him.
All the way here …
It was too tiring and bitter!
Although he had never complained and never slacked off. Once upon a time, he really wanted to share the burden with someone.
But who could share the burden?
In this world, except for those who had also experienced that scene, who else could empathize with him?
He didn't know why he was crying.
He only had joy in his heart. It was overflowing with joy that almost jumped out of his heart. But he couldn't stop crying.
He cried with joy, but he couldn't say a word.
Old streets, old buildings, old things are often in dreams.
Don't laugh when heroes cry. Who hasn't been sad?
In the spectator seats, Ye Qingyu almost immediately looked at Ye Lingxiao.
If they wanted to do something to Zhuang Guo on the Riverview Platform … The Yun Nation might be able to provide some evidence.
Ye Lingxiao didn't turn his head. He only replied telepathically, "This is not easy. Let's wait and see. "
Not to mention these two young people, just the younger generation of Tianjiao.
Even if these two people on and off the platform could really represent the Mu Nation and the Qi Nation.
The Zhuang Nation was also a nation with a Perfected Person in charge. It sat on a territory of four thousand miles and had a strong army.
It was the Jing Nation's nail in the Western Region. It was also the strongest force of the Daoist lineage in the Western Region.
As a Daoist nation, the Jing Nation would never stand by and watch anyone bully them.
Even though Lin Zhengren of the Zhuang Nation had been humiliated, the Jing Nation didn't say anything about killing him.
The root of the matter was that the Zhuang Nation already had enough weight.
On the Martial Arts Practice Platform, Zhao Rucheng turned around and looked at Huang Sheli after he finished speaking.
When he looked at Huang Sheli, there was only coldness left in his pair of beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes.
There was a terrifying sound of a sword whistling in his body.
As for the yellow-faced Buddha's smiling face that was imprinted on his forehead, it instantly shattered into pieces!
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Old streets, old buildings, old things are often in dreams.
Don't laugh when heroes cry. Who hasn't been sad?
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