As if he realized Wei Yuan’s thoughts, Allah suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, “You should want to wait for someone to save you.”

"You're not stupid."

Wei Yuan played with the black gun in his hand, "If you are not afraid of this gun, come and try it."

"I advise you not to wait stupidly. No one will come. The strength of Yuan Chao, the ancestor of the Yuan family, is no longer comparable. Although he cannot threaten Zhang Gao, he can still do it if he has to hold him back for a while."

"The new emperor of Haoguo seems to be a fool. He only feels that Zhang Gao is on his side, so he can protect you from worry. But he doesn't know that Quanrong is not his Haoguo. He can't help but think about whatever he wants. Apart from Zhang Gaoguo, I'm afraid no one can come to save you."

Allah sneered, then walked towards Wei Yuan step by step.

When he moved, Wei Yuan's heart tugged slightly. Although there was no change on the surface, his hand holding the black gun became more and more compact.

As he walked, Allah spoke, “Do you regret letting Zhang Gao kill Yuan Chao now?

No one can save you today!”

Just as he finished speaking, a sword light of the sky sped up from the northern sky, and a sword came across the sky, with its power over the sky and its might.

The moment he felt the sword light, Allah's face changed suddenly, and he turned to look, "I didn't expect you to have such a backup plan!"

Wei Yuan also smiled slightly, "Of course, it's necessary to have some tricks, otherwise why would you keep your clone?"

"I have heard of the name of Allah. When I see you today, I am indeed very arrogant. I haven't met an opponent for a long time. I wonder if Allah can I have a fight with you?"

There was a word that came with the sound of ancient swords. The fairy sword Taia came from Xiliang Longji Mountain thousands of miles away. It was a huge momentum. There was a man standing on the sword body, riding on the wind, which had a fairy-like and outspoken spirit. It was Liu Anzhi, the master of Beishan Mountain.

"Master Liushan, if you come later, I'm afraid I'll explain it here."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, put away the black gun, and spoke with a smile on his face.

"Wei Jianshou, you are the first swordsman in the world, and you are no less than my master. How dare I make you miss it?"

Liu Anzhi, who came with a sword, stood with his hands behind his back.

Allah glanced at Liu Anzhi, his face was gloomy, and then looked at Wei Yuan, "No wonder you can be so calm. It turns out that you have the support of the Lord of Beishan Mountain. I really didn't expect it."

"I said it early in the morning, there were so many things you didn't expect."

Wei Yuan chuckled, then looked at Liu Anzhi and continued, "What are you doing in a daze?

You're itchy, do it!"

"ah?

oh!"

Liu Anzhi was stunned for a moment, then immediately waved his hand, and Tai A took out his feet and landed in his hand. A sword stabbed towards the Lord without hesitation. Zhou Tian's sword intent roared, and in an instant, the wind blew, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Allah didn't dare to underestimate it. Liu Anzhi's strength is only higher than Zhang Gao's. Just based on his current strength level that has not yet fully recovered, facing such a top-notch master in the mortal world, he probably doesn't have much chance of winning.

Thinking of this, God grabbed with his hands, and the demonic energy gathered, and he waved the long sword that was stabbed at Liu Anzhi. Not only that, he stepped on his feet and rushed towards Wei Yuan. As long as he held Wei Yuan, everything would be settled. Even if Liu Anzhi was powerful, it would be useless.

Wei Yuan is not a fool either. He will never stand and let him catch him. The moment God attacked, he already dodged his body. The ox appeared in his hand, picked out with a sword, and the sword energy soared and penetrated.

But he is not Liu Anzhi. Even if he has a high level of understanding of swordsmanship, his realm is only at the peak of fetal breath. This sword cannot produce any big waves, and it was instantly annihilated by Allah with a light snap of his finger.

"You will definitely die today!"

He bounced the sword intent, and the Lord was not slow, so he grabbed Wei Yuan's forehead again.

But at this moment, Liu Anzhi had already cut through the demonic energy of the sky and appeared in front of Wei Yuan, Tai'a's front point, "A sword passed by thousands of rivers!"

This sword was extraordinary. Even God did not dare to take it head-on. His face suddenly changed and he retreated, but the sword light chased him and came at a very fast speed.

After retreating, Allah could not bear it anymore, and the demonic energy in his body surged. While retreating, he swung several thick exercises and bombarded the sword hard, but even so, he could not stop it.

"The Beishan Sword Immortal is indeed extraordinary, but it's simply a whim to keep me just by just this!"

Allah was really angry this time. His generation of Demon Lord was forced to do this by a small immortal cultivator in this mortal world, which was extremely frustrated.

The most important thing is that Wei Yuan's little fetal breathing and even worse than an ant can actually cause him to lose a clone. If he gets him to fall once this time, he will have no face to face the demon kings in the future.

So, no matter what the price he paid today, he would kill Wei Yuan and this ant that scared him.

Thinking of this, Allah no longer paid attention to the stabbing sword light, opened his hands and shouted, "Soul Leaves the Great Dharma!"

At that moment, Allah's soul flew out from each of the seven orifices, and fainted into the surrounding wilderness forests like strands.

The sword energy swept past, and Allah's body instantly turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

After a sword, Liu Anzhi thought that all the dust had fallen to the ground, so he put away Tai'a. Then he turned around and looked at Wei Yuan and smiled, "Wei Jianshou, do you have to thank me for saving my life this time?"

"Save life?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "You really think of yourself. This God is not that easy to kill."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Anzhi seemed to realize something and turned his head and looked at the surrounding dense forest.

The next moment, a figure stabbed out from the darkness, like an arrow in the darkness, holding a cold blade in his hand and stabbed towards Wei Yuan hard.

At the same time, another figure in the jungle soared up and fled to the distance.

Liu An's sword slashed the stabbing figure in front of him, and then turned around and chased the escape voice without hesitation.

Wei Yuan didn't say much, but frowned slightly, tightened the ox in his hand. The demonic energy had not dissipated, and Allah was still here.

After Liu Anzhi chased far away, four people broke out in the dense forest again, all of which were assassinated poo hidden in Wei Yuannatisi's waist card.

Allah's soul is so powerful that even some cultivators with high cultivation may not be able to compete, let alone these dead Deadpools.

But just as the four people rushed out, Wei Yuan showed a sneer, "You are so stupid. This is the deadpool of Tisi Mansion. Do you think Tisi, who holds a waist card, will have no way to cure you?"

As he finished speaking, Wei Yuan's waist card move, and the four figures rushing towards him were instantly included in the waist card.

"What!"
Chapter completed!