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Chapter 991

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On the other hand, in the courtyard outside the abbot's room …

At that moment, a fierce battle had begun. The two parties involved in the battle were naturally the evil spirit of Tian Dao, Miao Xuzi, and the last two members of Zombie Blade's first team, First Is King and Final Assault.

Miao Xuzi's power was undeniable. First, his physical skill was excellent. Be it in terms of strength or speed, he was not weaker than First Is King. Second, he could release his demonic aura to launch various mid-range and long-range energy attacks. Third, he was familiar with various crowd-control spells, and it was impossible to guard against them. Other than that … he had the three basic virtues that most powerful bosses had — high defense, high health, and the ability to recover health points during battle.

Normally, First Is King and Final Assault would not have been afraid of this guy. After all, they were professional players. For them, in a two-versus-one situation, a boss of this power level was only slightly above average. But in this scenario … the players' skills were greatly weakened due to the presence of Blood Wall. Under such circumstances … Miao Xuzi was not that easy to deal with.

It did not take long for the two members of Zombie Blade's first team to be wounded in the battle. Thankfully, their vitals were not injured, so the loss of Life Points was not that serious. Unfortunately, no matter the result of this battle, the smell of blood on the two would make them the targets of the ghosts.

Let's not talk about things that were far away … Just as they were locked in a fierce battle with Miao Xuzi, the group of ghosts that were slowly drifting over from behind had already come within ten meters of them. This way, the space for the two players to move became even more limited.

After being scratched by the demonic aura again, Final Assault finally could not hold it in anymore and came up with this suggestion. "Captain, if this continues … we will all die here …"

"I know …" First Is King used his sword to block Miao Xuzi's staff and turned his head to answer. "… I'm also trying to figure out a solution."

"Captain … Fei Kou died earlier. If the two of us die here, then our team will be eliminated." Final Assault rushed forward to provide cover for his captain. "From how I see it … with the current situation, we should give up on the key and temporarily retreat …"

When First Is King heard that, he was silent for several seconds.

In those few seconds, as he dealt with Miao Xuzi's attacks, he calculated in his mind. "He has a point … This purple-faced monk before us is too powerful. It's hard to say whether we can even defeat him, much less in a short amount of time. My original plan was to enter the tower before Underworld Frontline and rely on unlocking the secret of the scenario to turn the tables around, but I did not expect this scenario to be so difficult …" With that in mind, he subconsciously glanced at the game menu. "Sigh … I have no idea where that kid, No Mouthpiece King, died, leaving us with no way out …"

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a better way. Since he was the king, he had no choice but to make a helpless choice before the situation worsened …

"Alright, let's retreat first." He turned to his teammates and said, "Now that things have come to this, we have to change our strategy. Since we can't be fast, let's take it slow … Let's just leave the temple and find a place to hide.

As he spoke, he swung the broadsword in his hand horizontally and used the [Bramble Through Thorns].

Even though the skill was weakened, at least it had some effect. Once the sword qi was unleashed, it successfully forced Miao Xuzi back.

"Let's go!" Then, he yelled at his teammate. With a kick, he leaped into the air.

Final Assault's speed and agility were not bad. He followed his captain closely, leaped over the ghosts that were inches away, and started to run.

In the blink of an eye, the two had raced more than ten meters away and were running toward the temple's gate.

"Humph … You want to run?" Miao Xuzi scoffed. "Where can you run to with the smell of blood on you?"

After saying that, he patted the dust off his body, placed the Buddhist staff in his hand on the ground, and unhurriedly chased after him.

"Can you do me a favor?" At that moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the darkness of the temple. "… Do not chase after them for now."

"Oh?" Miao Xuzi's eyes moved, and his expression shifted. "So … there is someone hiding in the dark …"

When he turned around, Ruo Yu had already walked out from the darkness.

"Dear benefactor." Miao Xuzi glanced at Ruo Yu, and his eyes stopped at the sword at her waist. "Looks like you want to save the two from earlier?"

"That's not what I meant." Ruo Yu replied. "If I wanted to help them, I could have shown up when you were fighting. Why would I wait until now?"

"Hmm … You have a point," Miao Xuzi replied thoughtfully. "Then why did you stop me?"

"Someone hopes that the two of them will 'not die immediately'," Ruo Yu said. "And I … am just trying my best to help him realize his plan."

"Ha … Not die 'immediately'?" Miao Xuzi smiled. "In other words … they will die eventually."

"Yes." Ruo Yu replied. "When the 'he' that I mentioned thinks that it is time for the two of them to die, even if you don't do anything, we will."

While they were talking, the ghosts in the courtyard had already left with the two players from Zombie Blade. In the spacious courtyard, only the two of them were left.

"Haha … This is interesting." Miao Xuzi chuckled and stepped forward. "Although I don't know who this' he 'that you mentioned is … he really doesn't know what is good for him to ask you to interfere with my plan …" He approached Ruo Yu step by step. "Who do you think you are? In this Blood Barrier, whether it is them or you … all of you will die. As for how and when you die … it is not up to you to decide! "

His voice gradually became louder and louder until it became a resounding roar. His body also moved along with the roar.

In the next second, the staff wrapped in demonic energy came crashing down on Ruo Yu's face.

Ruo Yu's hand was already holding her sword, ready to face the attack head-on.

However!

At this moment, a red shadow flashed and came between the two of them.

Ruo Yu recognized who the intruder was in an instant, so she retracted her hand in time, leaving her sword in its sheath.

Miao Xuzi's staff … also stopped. However, it was not because he wanted to stop. It was because the staff was caught between two fingers, and it could not move an inch further.

"It is not up to us …" After stopping the opponent's attack, Feng Bujue smiled evilly and stared at Miao Xuzi's face with a malicious gaze. "Do you think it is up to you?"

At this moment, Miao Xuzi's expression changed, and he wanted to pull his staff back. However, the staff was caught tightly by Feng Bujue's Telepathic Finger. No matter how hard he tried to pull, it would not budge.

"What? Do you want to go back? " The evilness in Feng Bujue's smile quickly turned into a wicked one. Two seconds later, he said, "If you want it, just say it. If you don't say it, how will I know you want it? Although you look at me with sincerity, you still have to tell me what you want. Do you really want it? Then take it … "At this point, he suddenly separated his fingers. Miao Xuzi was caught off guard. He staggered backward and almost fell. However, Brother Jue was still saying," You don't really want it, do you? Do you really want it? "

"You … you …" After Miao Xuzi steadied himself, he looked at Feng Bujue in shock and anger. He was so angry that he could not speak clearly. "How dare you!" After adjusting his breath, he shouted, "Who are you? How dare you make fun of me! "

When he said "who are you", Wang Tanzhi and Gu Xiao Ling also walked in from outside the courtyard. At this second, Ruo Yu, Xiao Tan, and Xiao Ling almost said half a sentence in unison, "Don't …"

Unfortunately … it was too late.

Miao Xuzi had already asked the question, so …

"Ha! Hahahaha … "Feng Bujue guffawed. He placed his hands behind his back and stood proudly." You don't know who I am, do you? Fine! Then I will introduce you to me today! Listen carefully … "

"God …"

"God …"

"Sigh …"

The other three members of Underworld Frontline lowered their heads in shame and held their foreheads with one hand.

"There is a saying …" Then, Feng Bujue assumed the demeanor of a storyteller and said loudly, "The wind and thunder on the tongue, the stars change in the chest. Generosity becomes the sun, the wind whistles … "

The following two hundred and fifty words … were composed of poems, folk sayings, and the content created by Feng Bujue …

"… Laughing at the dark sea, breaking through thousands of armies, calculating karma, feeling no fear, committing suicide, not a ghost, not a god, more like a mad demon." Finally, Feng Bujue ended this long, extremely narcissistic, shameless, and malicious self-introduction with a poem. "The above … is me, Feng Bujue."

When Miao Xuzi heard that … he was shocked, dumbfounded, and stunned … He really did not know what kind of expression and words he should use to respond to this man before him.

The audience who were watching the match also entered a state where their minds were short-circuited … No matter what, Brother Jue's vocabulary, language skills, and shamelessness were enough to make most normal people gasp in amazement.

"Hahaha …" Feng Bujue finished the whole sentence and did not even take a breath. He pointed at Miao Xuzi's face with a smile and said, "What's wrong? You're so scared that your face is purple, right? "

Miao Xuzi wanted to retort, "My face is purple to begin with", but he had a feeling that if he said that out loud, he would be tricked … So, he adjusted his expression and replied coldly, "Humph … You're just a madman, spouting nonsense …"

"Ha!" Feng Bujue scoffed at Miao Xuzi's response. "Whether it's nonsense or not …" As he said that, he took a few steps toward Miao Xuzi. "… It depends on whether the person who said it has the ability to make it happen."

Seeing that, Miao Xuzi immediately moved to the side and started to deal with his Brother Jue without batting an eyelid.

"From this perspective …" Feng Bujue continued, "You're the one spouting nonsense and overestimating yourself …"

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