"This is a random teleportation escape technique." Fu Mo explained: "It has no connection with the surrounding space, so it is useless for you to crush the void."

"Wouldn't such a magic be invincible for escaping?" Qin Cheng's heart moved slightly.

"Hehe, you can't say that you are invincible, you can only say that you are gambling for life." Fu Mo smiled and said, "Random teleportation, ghosts know where you will send you, maybe they can run into the belly of the monster in an instant."

"And I looked at the two of them with a bad look, so I might just die after the teleportation." Fu Mo said.

Qin Cheng nodded. If this escape technique was very good, I am afraid that the monk would not die until he was about to use it.

"Go and see how the fights are going on there."

Qin Cheng's figure flashed and poured into the thick fog again.

At the extreme west of the formation, Han Wushuang and Wu Zhiyong fought extremely anxiously.

Han Wushuang was panting, many masters around him died, and Wu Zhiyong was also covered in blood and seemed to be seriously injured.

"Wu Zhiyong, I didn't expect that I would underestimate you." Han Wushuang looked at Wu Zhiyong coldly. He originally thought he could kill the other party soon, but he didn't expect that Wu Zhiyong was still very resilient.

He suddenly smiled and said temptingly: "Wu Zhiyong, there is actually no grudge between you and me. I think you like Gu Wanqing very much, right? Actually, I can help you."

"What nonsense do you want to say?" Wu Zhiyong snorted coldly.

"Then Qincheng is destined to be over. As long as you swear to join forces with us, we can help you get your delicate little cousin and get your wishes back. How good is it."

Han Wushuang's tone was full of temptation, which made Wu Zhiyong's expression change several times. Even Gu Wanqing looked a little pale, not knowing how the other party would choose.

"Your idea is indeed good." Wu Zhiyong's words made Han Wushuang laugh.

"Brother Wu, I knew you were a smart person. In this way, you immediately captured Gu Wanqing and threatened Qin Cheng with me. This woman is yours."

"No, I've changed my mind." Wu Zhiyong shook his head and said, "I want to get another woman."

"Don't worry, with our strength, what kind of woman can't do it?" Han Wushuang said confidently.

"Really?" Wu Zhiyong asked suspiciously.

"Of course, I am the Holy Son of the Han family." Han Wushuang said proudly.

"Then I want your mom, it seems that it's OK."

"Of course not...you play tricks on me!" Han Wushuang was furious in an instant.

"Everyone put it on me and cut this bastard to death."

"Shabi, I love Wanqing, but I am not greedy for her body. You don't understand what true love is, go to die!" Wu Zhiyong shouted and raised his golden sword.

In the fog, Qin Cheng nodded. Seeing Wu Zhiyong's last choice, Qin Cheng wanted to help him.

Originally, Qin Cheng planned to kill Han Wushuang with his own hands, but now he wants to give Wu Zhiyong something.

Qin Cheng's thoughts moved slightly, and the hidden sword intent suddenly surged out from Wu Zhiyong's body, and penetrated into his mind along his body.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyong's body trembled and his eyes widened in shock.

He suddenly felt that his understanding of the sword suddenly broke through the boundaries and reached another new height.

What is this situation? Did my obsession with swords finally move the sword gods between heaven and earth?

But how could there be a trace of Qincheng's aura in this sword intent?

Although he didn't know what the problem was, he could exert a ten times stronger power than before in the golden sword he raised.

Qin Cheng kept secretly shooting out the sword intent light in the distance, pouring into Wu Zhiyong's sword, making the sword light more sharp and dazzling.

"No, this kid is going crazy, retreat." Han Wushuang yelled.

Feeling that Wu Zhiyong's whole body was shrouded in golden light, the sword light was like the sun, and he thought Wu Zhiyong was about to explode himself.

Han Wushuang's expression changed drastically and he suddenly stepped back.

"Die for me! Ten thousand suns and flames slash!"

Wu Zhiyong shouted loudly, his face turned red, and he tried hard to cut the sword.


Chapter completed!