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He knew that Su Changxing was provoking him just now, and monks like them would probably be targeted by Heaven if they took action at will.

At a certain moment just now, he almost fell for the trick, mainly because he couldn't tell whether Su Changxing really made a move. Once he relaxed, and Su Changxing did make a move, he might not have time to react.

"I'm not kidding you. I was planning to kill you, but after thinking about it, it doesn't seem worthwhile." Su Changxing said seriously,

"You leave this world on your own, and I won't hold you accountable for what happened before."

When Old Man Baihu heard what Su Changxing said, he also showed a serious look: "That won't work. Our goal is to come back. Although you are powerful, you can't stop us alone."

"And you have to think about it, there is no conflict of interest between us, and we can definitely co-exist in this world."

He said this because he made certain concessions based on Su Changxing's strength. It probably meant that everyone maintained the status quo and each defended his side.

This sounds like a good choice too.

Su Changxing said without thinking: "Do you think it's possible? Let's talk about the reasons why you have to come."

"Although you may have been from here once, you are no longer here. I think there is no need to come back, if there is no special reason."

He was really discussing with the other party. He felt that they were both human beings and should have room for negotiation.

But things often backfire.

"Don't think too highly of yourself!" Old Man Baihu said coldly, "It's just that we don't think it's necessary to pay such a high price."

"And I, Hu Huaian, have a clear conscience for what I did. This matter is good for both of us."

Su Changxing raised a slightly exaggerated smile on his lips, looking cold, and said in a calm tone: "I don't care what the benefits are. If you put it this way, we can't agree."

He looked at the other party eerily, as if looking at a dead person. Since the two parties could not talk, they were enemies.

The enemy should be dealt with by all means.

However, he would not choose to take action directly. It would not be worthwhile if the "anti-virus software" in the sky noticed him.

Old Man Baihu smiled inexplicably, then turned and left, walking very gracefully, as if he was not worried about Su Changxing stopping him at all:

"The outcome of this war has already been determined. It's not something you can change, those who remain."

"Although I admire you, I never agree with your approach. It is stupid. The rules of the world have always been like this. The good ones will be kept, and the bad ones will be abandoned."

The white mist in the sky gradually cleared away, and the figure of the white-bearded old man also disappeared in it. The war seemed to have subsided temporarily with this turning point.

…

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

A swordsman covered in blood dragged his broken body back quickly, looking back at the monster that was quickly approaching him.

The monster only had one arm left, lying on the ground, crawling forward quickly, making a harsh friction sound.

Even if his legs and an arm were broken, the monster would still come up and kill him. This kind of horror was beyond words.

In the phantom mist, although they were not the target, they were still affected, but the monster seemed to be unaffected and continued to attack them, killing them one by one.

What's more important is that her body is too hard. Even if tens of thousands of attacks hit her, she can't be killed. All means seem weak in front of her.

Zhou An watched this scene from a distance and was dumbfounded: "It's so powerful. Is this a robot? I don't know where Brother Su brought it from."

He originally thought that Hua Umbrella wouldn't be too strong and would only be able to block at most, but he didn't expect that she would kill all the more than ten swordsmen one by one without taking any precautions and go head-to-head.

After hitting the back, the swordsmen who were killed became frightened and began to flee.

When Zhou An was fighting against these swordsmen in the umbrella, he hid behind and used flying knives to make sneak attacks from time to time. This might not necessarily result in a victory, but it put more psychological pressure on these swordsmen. They must always be prepared for Zhou An's attacks, otherwise You could be killed if you're not careful.

The swordsman covered in blood looked around and found that there was no one alive except him. He looked at the monster in front of him and decided to make a last stand.

At this time, the monster crawling on the ground suddenly stopped and lay motionless on the spot.

It seems to be drained of its last ounce of strength.

It finally stopped!

Just when a hint of joy flashed through the swordsman's heart, he saw a sword light flashing in front of his eyes, and with the sound of flesh and blood being separated, a rusty long sword penetrated his chest from behind, piercing his body.

"Devil!"

He looked back at Zhou An, who didn't know when he appeared beside him, and cursed.

A sinister smile appeared on Zhou An's slightly fat face. He strode forward and pulled out the sword with one hand. The swordsman's body also decayed, and his skin turned gray-brown and shriveled. It was as if the moisture had been drained, and then he fell heavily to the ground, splitting from his chest.

"I've been fighting for so long. It's not like you don't know what kind of person I am. You guys seem to have a bit of a wooden head. You are too rigid. Even fighting is very rigid."

He couldn't help complaining that although these swordsmen were strong, each of them seemed to be carved from the same mold. Even their movements and expressions were very similar.

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It's like the same person with different bodies, which looks very weird at first glance.

The swordsman also died under the rotten sword intention without any accident, his body was completely necrotic, and there was no possibility of survival.

This is a very cruel way to die. Zhou An actually doesn't want to kill people like this, but the people he kills will become like this.

It's more like a curse.

He felt very uneasy at first, but later on, he got used to it.

"What should she do?"

Zhou An looked at Hua Umbrella, who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead person. After thinking for a moment, he walked over and picked up her limbs one by one, then packed them all away together.

Su Changxing did not come back after leaving, but there was no other movement.

Zhou An put Hua Umbrella's body on his shoulders and ran all the way east. There were more important things to do. The war was far from over.

"Don't keep staring at me, it's so creepy." Zhou An noticed that Hua Umbrella had been staring at him blankly and couldn't help but say.

Hua Umbrella turned her head and asked, "Where is the master?"

Zhou An thought for a while and said, "He still has some things to do. Let's go to other places first."

Hua Umbrella thought for a while and asked calmly: "Where to go?"

"It's also murder. I'll put you in a safe place later. Can your body still recover?" Zhou An said.

Hua Umbrella shook his head and said, "I need someone to help me pick it up."

Zhou An raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "So you are a robot?"

"Probably a puppet. "

"I don't know how to connect your body, or I can only wait for Brother Su to come. He always knows all kinds of knowledge."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou An placed Hua Umbrella's body and limbs under a ruin.

This ruins was an intact town a few days ago, but was razed to the ground during the war, leaving only ruins and bones.

Zhou An stood up with a smile on his face: "Just stay here. If I am still alive, I will come back to you. Otherwise, you will have to wait for Brother Su to come and find you."

"I told him your location."

The smile on his face was gentle, not at all as cold as when he was killing people.

Hua Xian heard Zhou An's words and asked, "So you will die?"

"It's not necessarily, it's just possible. You are still powerful, and you are still living well despite being like this. Human beings are much more fragile." Zhou An said mockingly to himself, put the rusty sword on his shoulder, and said to Run to the place where the fire is shining in the distance.