His words were filled with endless killing intent and were filled with ridicule. Even though he was blocked by the green mask, he could clearly see the pain on Wang Yue's face.
"Do you think I'm not worth it?"
After asking this rhetorical question, images appeared in Wang Yue's mind.
When she was fifteen years old, she took the Evil Warding Mask from her father and became the new Hidden King. She could decide the lives of thousands of people with just a few words. Her smile and anger were unfathomable.
However, she was no longer herself. She was only this green mask that was filled with anger.
She had no relatives, no friends, and not even enemies.
Only when she didn't wear a mask and mingled with the common people could she experience the feelings of being worried about personal gains and losses like an ordinary woman. Only then would she be anxious about her lack of figure. Only then would she be able to experience different states of mind from before.
However, after wearing the mask for so long, even if she took it off, she was still the Hidden King. Although the world was vast, how many people could truly enter her eyes and heart?
Therefore, Wang Yue didn't feel any pain. Instead, she felt some pity. "Don't tell me you don't understand the feeling of loneliness?"
His endless killing intent couldn't help but be stunned. A bitter smile slowly appeared on his face. "It's lonely at the top. People like you and I are indeed too lonely."
Before he could finish sighing, the killing intent that had been tempered by decades of bloodshed on the road surged up violently. It destroyed this useless melancholy and turned into a solemn and stirring voice. "Zhao Yun, the Hidden King is already in my hands. Why are you still holding on so bitterly? She's willing to die for you, but I don't know if you're willing to put down your sword for her. If you don't surrender, the Hidden King will really meet the King of Hell. "
The giant axe was still five inches away from her skin, but that ice-cold aura seemed to have drilled into the depths of her heart. Wang Yue said indifferently, "If my husband is willing to put down his sword for me, then he wouldn't be Zhao Yun." However, a trace of bitterness welled up in her heart for no reason. "If the one under the Sky Splitting Blood Axe was Ling Ye Lai, would he abandon his sword for her?"
The moment Wang Yue was struck down by the axe wind filled with boundless killing intent, Zhao Yun was shocked, but he forced himself to calm down: "Wang Yue is injured and is no match for the enemy. The only hope is on me. If my sword momentum is messed up, I will definitely be defeated. How can I be worthy of her protecting me with her life? "
At this moment, when she heard the threatening words filled with endless killing intent, Zhao Yun sneered, "I'm still alive. Do you dare to kill her?" The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword was also filled with grief and indignation.
Seeing that he couldn't force Zhao Yun to launch a sneak attack, his murderous intent was endless. He immediately moved the Blood Killing Axe away and laughed self-mockingly, "I really don't dare."
Wang Yue chuckled. "You're not ashamed of your endless killing intent. I believe that those who have witnessed my husband's battle on Mount Tianhua will be like you. Even if my husband is left with his last breath, I won't dare to provoke his anger easily. "
The murderous intent was endless. As he used the Immortal Binding Rope to restrain Wang Yue, he added, "Today is the only day. After today, it's hard to say if there will still be the name Zhao Yun in this world. " He couldn't help but calculate in his heart: "The Xuanlin Orthodox Sect is willing to get Zhao Yun. Even the Beast Hall didn't hesitate to betray the Ten Great Sects. Could it be that Zhao Yun is hiding a huge secret? He is seriously injured, but he can actually contend with the Blood Fog Pervading Sword for a period of time. It's really strange. "
"Enough, I can't play with you anymore." The Blood Fog Pervading Sword quickly retreated ten feet away. He forcefully activated the strange power of blood, and the two Calamity Hooks were immediately covered with a demonic crimson fog. "Blood Overturning the World!"
Zhao Yun understood in his heart: "The Blood Fog Pervading Sword saw that he couldn't break through my sword circle with clever moves, so he changed his strategy. Taking advantage of my empty energy sea, he wants to use his vital energy to force me to submit."
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword was like a tide. In the blink of an eye, it was vast and mighty, covering the sky and the earth. It didn't give Zhao Yun a place to escape.
Then I'll fight!
The Wind Breaking Waves Will Sometimes, the Mighty Divine Sword was like a peak that broke through the sky. It didn't care about life or death, it didn't care about victory or defeat, and it fearlessly welcomed the Blood Fog Pervading Sword.
Boom!
The green light faded, and the Blood Fog Pervading Sword was rampant. Could the empty Dantian defeat the abundant evil force?
Zhao Yun and his sword were like a kite with a broken string. They were violently blown nine thousand feet away until they hit the mountain wall. They even crashed into a large mountain rock, rustling non-stop.
Wang Yue exclaimed, "My husband!" Unfortunately, his body was bound. Even though he was frightened, there was nothing he could do.
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword smiled proudly: "Oh, I overestimated your ability. I only used seventy percent of my power to make you fall to the ground and unable to get up. "
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword frowned: "Second Brother, how can you use the Blood Overturning the World? This move caused too much of a commotion. I'm afraid that the group of Righteous Path cultivators on Tian Hua Mountain will be alarmed and search this place. "
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword raised his eyebrows: "Oh, anyway, Zhao Yun is already powerless to resist. It doesn't matter if we immediately return to the Unending Sea. We were afraid that the Righteous Path cultivators wouldn't come. They rushed here excitedly, but there's nothing to welcome them. "
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword thought that it made sense. His figure teleported a thousand feet away. Just as he was about to throw another Immortal Binding Rope to capture Zhao Yun, his hands suddenly stopped moving. His eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.
Zhao Yun's fingers were still moving!
Zhao Yun, who had completely endured the might of the Blood Overturning the World and was heavily injured, had actually not fainted!
The Blood Fog Pervading Sword's eyes could not help but stare blankly like a wooden chicken. He slowly asked himself: "Is Zhao Yun even human?"
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword would not be broken, and Zhao Yun's will would not be extinguished.
But as long as I have a breath, I will definitely save Wang Yue, I will definitely save Ling Ye Lai, I will definitely save Sister Miao. There are still many things to do. How can I fall!?
The call in his heart was like a lonely rock that stood at the peak of a cliff after the sky fell and the earth cracked. It was like a wild cactus in a dry desert that stretched for thousands of miles. It was like a weak but warm candlelight in the endless night. It made Zhao Yun forget the pain in his body and the boundary between life and death.
At this moment, he only had one belief: I have to stand up. I have to protect Wang Yue.
Under the absent-minded gazes of the two heroes of the Unending Sea, Zhao Yun supported his body with difficulty and stood firm with difficulty. He straightened his chest with difficulty, but let out a carefree and heroic laugh: "Both of you, come together."
Zhao Yun's gaze was nine thousand feet away, but like a flash of lightning, it entered Wang Yue's heart lake.
Wang Yue's tears fell down again.
She envied Ye Zhi. For Ye Zhi, Zhao Yun was willing to put aside his pride and be humble to Divine Doctor Cui. She envied Zhang Miao. For Zhang Miao, Zhao Yun disregarded the situation and bravely killed his way to Mount Hua alone. She did not dare to compare herself with Ling Ye Lai. For Ling Ye Lai, Zhao Yun could give up his life, his reputation could be ruined, and he did not hesitate to bear the grievances.
Wang Yue could not imagine how painful, gentle, and affectionate Zhao Yun was when he stabbed Ling Ye Lai with his sword at the Myriad Immortals Assembly.
But at this moment, Zhao Yun was fighting for her.
"This indomitable man is responding to my sacrifice in the most straightforward way."
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