Chapter 6 Zhang Wuya

  Never thought that there would still be people who dare to defy death, and have already killed their way here. Just hearing this kind of footsteps makes one feel a huge killing intent, piercing straight to the heart.

  He looked up and saw that outside the narrow corridor of the prison gate, Zhang Wuyue was covered in blood, but his figure was straight and upright, like a pine tree. He held a long knife in his hand, slightly aimed at Liu Buji, and walked step by step towards him.

  Zhang Wuya's footsteps seemed to be filled with a special rhythm, and his movements had a captivating and intimidating aura.

  The long knife slanted towards Liu Bu Yi, as if it had already traversed the vast space between them. Even though they were still twenty or thirty meters apart, a fierce and menacing killing intent had already enveloped Liu Bu Yi's body.

  Liu Bu's cold sweat had all flowed down, but before it could flow far, it was directly wiped away by that icy killing intent.

  His whole body was icy cold, and his hands and feet were also chilled to the bone. He was stiffened to the extreme, and even if he wanted to move a little, it felt like his whole body had rusted together with difficulty.

  This feeling, however, was being locked down from a distance by Zhang Wuji, a martial arts master who had already reached the pinnacle of his craft, using his entire body's energy and willpower.

  This was when Zhang Wuji had not yet cultivated his spiritual will to its full potential, otherwise at that time just a single glance from Liu would have been enough to stun him into a blank mind, and all his thoughts would have flown away without a trace.

  Zhang Wuyue walked step by step, each step seemingly landing on the interval of Liu Buji's heartbeat. At first, he didn't feel anything, but after taking two steps, Liu Buji felt his heart rate start to become disordered, beating wildly like a drum in his chest.

  Liu Bu-yi himself practiced Taoist magic in modern times, without anyone guiding him, and he also studied many modern miscellaneous things.

  At this moment, he vaguely understood in his heart. This person's martial arts skills had reached an extremely high level, and with every move, there was a kind of hypnotic power that made his heart beat faster and faster, almost to the point of jumping out of his chest... or directly exploding.

  Is this the power of a martial arts master in this world? It's really incredible! If I were to bring it back to my world, I'd probably be invincible and able to defeat anyone.

  Liu Buji's mind was racing, but his consciousness remained as calm as ice. Yet, at the moment when danger reached its peak, Liu Buji suddenly entered a state of stillness by adjusting his breathing.

  At this time, although his heart was pounding like a drum and his blood was boiling with excitement. However, in his consciousness, he had detached himself from it all, calm and collected, just like a third person standing high above, watching the scene unfold.

  "Heresy and evil, everyone can kill him!" Zhang Wuyue smiled coldly and walked up to Liu Bu's front. With a flash of the knife, his head flew off.

  But just then, a faint "hiss" sound was heard. Before Zhang Wuji's sword light had even flashed out, a dazzlingly bright light suddenly shot up, its radiance almost surpassing that of the sun itself.

  Under such stimulation, Zhang Wuyue's eyes suddenly went black, and he couldn't see anything. Even in his eardrums, there was only a sharp buzzing noise.

  Such sharp noise constantly bombarded his eardrums, making him unable to hear or see anything. Even in his mind, it was all blank.

  However, Liu Bu had already been quietly gathering momentum long after he had thoroughly entered a state of stagnation. The gap in power between him and Zhang Wuji was too great. Even if he were calm, there was absolutely no way to turn the tables.

  But don't forget, in the vast ocean of Liu Bei's recognition, there is also a Tian Gong Temple.

  When Liu Bu-yi came out of Shen Xiao Tian Gong with a few small trinkets he had bought on credit, everything changed.

  Liu Bu had been holding back and not making a move, to be precise, he was being tightly locked down by Zhang Wuji's highly concentrated aura, which made it difficult for him to even move a finger.

  Although death was approaching step by step, Liu Bu-yi remained as calm as ice and snow. The shockwave didn't explode until it reached an extremely close distance.

  Even Zhang Wujue didn't expect that Liu Buji would come up with such a divine move when all his meridians were locked.

  It was just as he was about to swing his sword, the momentum had reached its peak. However, at this moment, because of taking action, Liu's breath was locked in, and it relaxed a little.

  This is the heavenly principle, when it is at its strongest, it will also reveal its greatest weakness.

  Liu Bu finally seized this opportunity, and the stun grenade in his hand was finally thrown out.

  It is said that the ones he uses are genuine special forces products, which can emit a strong flash equivalent to about 8 million candles and a huge noise of around 170 decibels in an instant.

  Even if Liu had already made mental preparations, closed his eyes and turned his head away. However, the strong light still left a huge patch on his eyelids, and the high-decibel noise in his ears almost stunned him, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

  The power of the stun grenade only lasted for a short ten or so seconds, this was a crucial moment of life and death. Even so, Liu Bu Yi at this critical moment, pulled the trigger of his handgun, shooting towards the position in his memory.

  However, when the shockwave's effect had thoroughly passed, Liu Bu Yi felt a chill in his heart. That one shot just now hadn't hit its mark. His heart sank slightly, and he slowly retreated two steps back.

  Zhang Wu Ye also felt unwell, his eyes had not fully recovered their vision, with large patches of color that made it difficult for him to see clearly. His eyes were dry and painful, constantly tearing up, making everything in front of him even more blurry.

  He was different from Liu Bu Yi, with his entire being concentrated and focused on Liu Bu Yi. The shockwave's damage to him far exceeded that of Liu Bu Yi.

  "Good witchcraft, good witchcraft!" Zhang Wu Yan's words were spoken one by one, but his expression was filled with a frantic killing intent: "So you had long since defected to the Qingyang Sect and deliberately set up this trap to deal with us!"

  His eyes, even though blurry, didn't hinder his movements. His tone was filled with sorrow and indignation, who would have thought that this seemingly insignificant character, who could be killed off at any moment, had actually joined the Qingyang Sect early on.

  And even set up such a big trap, obviously wanting to wipe them out.

  Although they were extremely far apart, Zhang Wuji's extraordinary senses allowed him to clearly hear the mournful and tragic cries of his own brothers.

  Zhang Wuyue smiled wryly, having reached the end of his road and fallen completely into the Qingyang Sect's trap. However, even in death, he wanted to take Liu Buyi down with him.

  However, Liu Bu Yi was still somewhat intimidated by Zhang Wu Ya's madness, but after hearing his words, he couldn't help but burst out laughing coldly.

  This world has always had a kind of self-centeredness, thinking that the world revolves around itself. They can ruthlessly harm others to the point of family destruction and personal ruin, but cannot withstand Liu Bei's counterattack...