eturned to their respective territories… If Lord Pingtian knew that the mount under my crotch was his former brother, I’m afraid he will come here anyway. It’s a pity.”
Zhuang Zhou said with a faint smile, but there was no trace of complacency.
He hates war and hates killing, but he has to do it, help the mountains and seas, fight for the general situation, and make the national war longer again, so that he can continue to look for his own opportunity to become a saint. Only by becoming a saint can he return to his hometown with peace of mind, impart enlightenment, and let his brothers and sisters enjoy themselves, instead of becoming like the current reincarnation of heaven, earth, sky, mountains and seas, where everyone competes for profit and kills The cutting continues.
If he could truly become a saint, Zhuang Zhou might be able to become a saint with great ideals and ambitions like Confucius. But becoming a saint is not about writing stories. It can’t be as easy as he thought, even though he is only a short distance away from it now.
Zhuang Zhou sighed softly as his eyes fell on the battle ax that Po Jun was slowly offering.
“Pojun Star Master, Zhuang respects you for being loyal, righteous and brave in this life. You are a hero in this world. I really can’t bear to hurt you. If Star Master…”
Before he could finish his words, blood light shot into the sky, Tianwu Mountain Star Master’s second A man jumped up, holding a broken army ax and ax, and without saying a word, he slashed at Zhuang Zhou who was sitting high on Peng’s back. There was a strong wind in the sky, five thunders roared, and a violent star flew out from among the stars, and a ray of starlight fell on Po Jun’s forehead and heart. Carrying the unbreakable will of the star to defeat the army, the young man in black cloak flipped his wrist, roared, and slashed towards the sky.
But before the ax could pass over Kunpeng, it was blown down heavily by wings as huge as the sky canopy.
The attack missed, and Po Jun jumped up from the ground and attacked Zhuang Zhou again.
He knew that he was no match for Nanhua Zhenren, but now that the master was gone, the only ones who could stop Zhuang Zhou were Yue Luosha and Zuo Yousheng. Now they were both thousands of miles away, but they didn’t know when they would be able to turn back. All Po Jun had to do was drag Zhuang Zhou here for half a stick of incense. Although it was only half a stick of incense, Po Jun knew that it would be very difficult with his own strength.
When this ax was struck, the momentum was several times greater than before, but it was the brilliant light of the main star of the broken army in the sky, which led the following killing star formations to help the broken army.
However, in the blink of an eye, a hand was seen reaching out from the heavy snow and gently tapping towards Pojun Star.
The brilliance was shattered, and the body of Pojun Star Master in mid-air trembled violently. The ax that was slashing at Zhuang Zhou was frozen in the sky, unable to be struc
