See this.

A trace of despair flashed in Zhang Xiaobei's eyes.

Although he tried his best to avoid this attack at this moment.

but.

The pressure of the fog evil is really terrifying.

Not only did he suppress him, he couldn't move.

Even the true energy in his dantian was crushed to death and could not be mobilized at all.

The gap in strength.

It's really too big.

He is only at the peak of the Heavenly Level.

In front of Wusha, a powerful cultivator.

Really like an ant!

This moment.

Zhang Xiaobei could only watch Wusha's claw get closer and closer to his body.

But there is nothing to do.

Waiting for him will only be the heart-breaking of the fog evil will be completely left from now on.

Even if Zhang Xiaobei is unwilling to accept it.

Even if I am extremely reluctant to leave this world.

But.

What should happen will always happen.

This time.

He really has no way to counterattack and turn the situation around.

I can only wait for death to come in despair!

As the god of death approached.

However.

At this critical moment.

A figure suddenly rushed over from the side and blocked Zhang Xiaobei's face.

This made Zhang Xiaobei stunned.

It's not time for him to see who that person is.

"Puff!"

Wusha's right claw was like a sharp steel blade, and it penetrated into the man's body on the spot.

"Ao!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang across the top of the mountain.

Zhang Xiaobei quickly looked at it carefully.

Only then can I see clearly.

It turned out that the person who stood in front of him at a critical moment and helped him resist this claw.

It turned out to be Master Qingfeng!

Zhang Xiaobei subconsciously looked at Taoist Qingfeng's body.

I saw Wusha's right claw had already scratched Taoist Qingfeng's body through.

A creepy blood hole was left on it.

Although I did not catch the key parts such as Taoist Qingfeng's heart.

But such a serious injury.

For Taoist Qingfeng, who was already injured, it is still quite fatal!

"Old Taoist priest!!!"

This moment.

Zhang Xiaobei's eyes were bloodshot.

Because of Master Qingfeng’s injury, I suffered for myself!

If it weren't for Taoist Qingfeng.

He is now a corpse.

It was Master Qingfeng who used his body to block this fatal blow!

"Poor...I'm fine!"

Taoist Qingfeng smiled pale.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a lot of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"You are fine yet? Why? Why do you sacrifice your life to save me!"

Zhang Xiaobei's eyes turned red and his heart was full of self-blame.

"Because Zhang Xian lives, he can save more people than I can!"

Taoist Master Qingfeng smiled, then turned his head to look at Wusha, endured the severe pain, trembled his right hand, put it beside his mouth, and said with a pale face: "Wu... Wuliang Tianzun, the donor has such strength, why not use it to deal with evil spirits and protect the people in one place, but why do you have to fight and kill? Can't we humans live in peace?"

"Haha, protect the people? Old Taoist priest, do you know what I do?"

Wusha sneered and sneered.

"I don't know!"

Taoist Master Qingfeng shook his head.

"Then you prick up your ears and listen. I am a killer. My job is to kill people. If you ask me to protect others, wouldn't that be as ridiculous as saying to a butcher that you should love animals?"

Wusha sneered.

"Wuliang Tianzun, donor, put down the butcher's knife and you can put down the past. You have no time to abandon evil and do good now. I believe that the world will forgive you, and those who have been killed by you will forgive you!"

Taoist Master Qingfeng patiently persuaded.

"Do I need to forgive me? No, I will not only not put down my butcher knife, but also polish more butcher knife. I want to let all the people in this world live in the shadow of me. If I want them to hear the name of Pandora Killer Group, I will be so scared that I pee my pants directly. Do you understand?"

Wusha sneered gloomyly.

"Wuliang Tianzun, donor, don't be obsessed with it anymore. Please let yourself go, and please let other innocent people go, don't kill again!"

Taoist Qingfeng shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Hahaha, you are stubborn, you are stinky Taoist, you are about to die soon, do you understand? In my eyes, your life is not as good as an ant. Now I only need a little force to send you to heaven, and you are still trying to persuade me not to kill others. I am afraid that you are not having any brain problems, right?"

Wusha sneered.

"I just feel that the donor still has the hope of being a good person!"

Taoist Qingfeng said.

"No, I have never thought of being a good person, and I have never needed hope. I was born in despair, and I will also bring despair to everyone in the world, including you, a stinky Taoist priest!"

Wusha shook his head and said coldly.

Saying the words.

He directly pulled out his right claw from Taoist Qingfeng's body, bringing out a lot of flesh and blood.

Blood couldn't stop gushing out of the blood hole.
Chapter completed!