Master...

Wuqi was stunned. Although Balk's attack speed was too fast, he could not see how each sword of the other party stabbed over, and he could not see clearly how Walson's expression was not far away, Wuqi clearly saw that long strips of objects were constantly entering and exiting Walson's back.

Every time long strips enter and exit, holes appear on Wolson's body, not one or two, but as many as ten, each hole is as big as a fist.[]

As time went by, soon, Wolson's body became bloody and blurred. From a distance, his body was in a mess, like a farmland that had just been plowed by someone, full of holes and terrible sight. Countless blood erupted from him without any obstacles, like a blood-colored waterfall, suddenly hanging on his chest.

The next moment, Wolson's body trembled again, and his breath fell a lot in an instant. At the same time, his face turned pale, and his youthful face was almost instantly aged, as if he had spent hundreds of years again.

At this moment, Wolson should have vomited blood from his mouth, and then died due to excessive injuries and the huge energy explosion in his body that had not yet fully exploded. However, he actually held it back. Not only did he not die on the spot, but he also relied on his tenacious willpower to force the death time to three seconds.

The first second passed quickly, and before Wolson could react, he had already passed by.

After discovering it, Wolson sighed immediately. But he did not feel sad or blame himself. Instead, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and while his teeth were trembling, he forced a smile and sent a message to Wuqi with difficulty: Good disciple. Master is gone in the future, you must learn to take good care of yourself. Remember!

As soon as he finished sending the message, Wolson's eyes suddenly condensed, and he instantly showed a decisive look. He turned his head without fear and looked at Balk a hundred meters away.

At this moment, the third second came, Wolson's face changed again, and the determination on his face was immediately replaced by a touch of extremely difficult smile. Although his smile was light, it was full of confidence.

The next moment, the fourth second came, although Wolson's body continued to tremble during Balkmi's heavy rain attack, the trembling amplitude was even far more than the previous few times.

But the expression on his face never changed at all, and he kept a faint smile, as if time had suddenly stopped at this moment. No matter how Balk attacked, it would be difficult to change the smile on Walson's face. There was no doubt that at this moment, Walson was dead.

But Balk, who was unaware of the situation, did not notice it at all. Moreover, not only did he not notice it, but he also became more and more anxious and more uneasy because Wuqi's body did not show any wounds from beginning to end. If it were normal, when encountering this situation, Balk would definitely stop immediately, look around, and calm himself down as soon as possible.

It was not until he confirmed that there was nothing strange around him that the strangeness only appeared on Wuqi, and that he would continue to attack. But now, Barke could not think. Because he was really scared by Wuqi's endless tricks, especially when Wuqi's companions appeared one after another, one after another, making himself scared and afraid.

So, at this moment, Balk couldn't calm down and completely lost his mind. Since he launched the meteor sprint with his sword, he has been in a state of madness. In this state, there was no one else in front of him, nor the sky and the earth, only a wall formed by Wuqi.

Only by breaking through this wall can I see hope for victory.

In an instant, Barke thought so in his heart.

The next moment, the speed in his hand suddenly became faster and his offensive became stronger. He drew his sword without any reservation. He quickly surpassed the sword, and stabbed Wuqi with one sword stronger than the other.

Time soon passed for another three seconds. In these three seconds, Wuqi's body was still tightly covered by a thick layer of black mist, and no wounds appeared. No trace of blood was flowing out of his body, where the sword was stabbed. Even within these three seconds, his body did not move a minute. No matter from any perspective, he did not look like a seriously injured person.

However, Wuqi's expression at this moment was full of sadness, as if he was about to face death, and his eyes were filled with endless sorrow and despair. Of course, more of it was still pain, which came from the pain deep in his heart.

Seeing Wuqi in such pain, Balk suddenly felt relieved, and finally grinned proudly, trying to laugh at Wuqi in the gap between attacks. But at this moment, before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from his heart.

Your Highness the Prince!!! Your Highness the Prince! No...no!

It was the voice of the wolf knight, and his tone was very rapid, and there was even an inconcealment of panic.

What's wrong?

Balk frowned, his face immediately became unhappy, and he replied subconsciously.

He...he...he's dead...dead...

What died? Who died?

Just... it's... it's that old man! He...he's dead!

What did you say!?

As soon as he said this, Balk's expression suddenly changed. He was silent for five seconds before he finally came back to his senses from his anger and turned around and looked behind him. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but he immediately startled him.

At this moment, Wolson was still standing motionless beside the wolf knight, but there were countless holes as big as fists in front of him, and blood was like a waterfall, flowing out "rattle" and "rattle".

At the same time, although Wolson's face was still in pain and maintained a faint smile, his face was covered with death breath. A large amount of black death breath had completely covered his old face like black fog.

Seeing this scene, Balk's body trembled and immediately released a breath to investigate Wolson's aura.

The next moment, Balk's heartbeat immediately accelerated, and his whole body felt cold, as if he suddenly saw the most terrifying thing in the world, his face turned pale and his eyes were extremely frightened. At the same time, a feeling called "sweethearts" suddenly rose from his heart, turning into a powerful chill, spreading rapidly towards his whole body.

Not long after, Balk's body trembled again, and Wuqi's body trembled at the same time. At this moment, Balk stopped the attack in his hand, took more than ten steps back in a row before completely reacting from the panic of Wolson's inexplicable death.

The next moment, the madness in Balk's eyes disappeared, and his lost mind instantly returned to calm. He thought of Wuqi at the first time.

As long as Wuqi is still there, it doesn't matter if Wolson dies. I just need to lower my posture immediately, let Wuqi take the initiative to step forward, and let him save Wolson's life.

With this in mind, Balk's heart was finally let go of peace. Then, he couldn't help but grin, and he became secretly happy again, even satisfied with his intelligence. However, he was not happy for a long time, and was almost suffocated by the cruel facts.

At this moment, Wolson's body suddenly trembled without warning, and then, his whole body immediately became like a balloon that had accumulated too much energy but could not be vented for a long time. With a "bang!", he completely exploded into pieces.

Whether it is the muscles, tendons, veins, blood vessels, or bones, they are completely broken, and explode around with the dispersed blood.

Seeing this scene, Balk was stunned, his tiger eyes were directly rounded, and Wuqi was the same. But unlike Balk, Wuqi's expression was like this, not because of the sudden fear in his heart, but because of unprecedented great sorrow in his heart.

A second later, Wuqi looked at the sudden increase of blood on the ground with a dull look, and said mechanically: "Teacher-Father."

Two seconds later, Wuqi said with a constant expression: "Master-Father." Both the tone and tone were the same as before, not bad at all, light and slow, as if time suddenly slowed down at this moment, making people feel unreal.

After three seconds, four seconds, and ten seconds, Wuqi's expression still did not change at all, and even his voice and tone did not change at all. He still seemed to be talking to himself, shouting softly: "Master."

However, this time, it was slightly different from before. As soon as Wuqi's voice came to the ground, his body trembled suddenly, as if he had suddenly figured out something, and his mind "buzzed" suddenly turned into blank space.

The next moment, Wuqi's eyes suddenly seemed to have an illusion. Suddenly, there were a lot of familiar scenes of himself and his master Wolson appearing without warning.

There are many pictures. When they appear, they are densely packed, overwhelming, and appear in chaos before Wu Qi's eyes. But after just a moment, they seem to be able to understand Wu Qi's thoughts. They merge with each other and superimpose them on each other, and become a small book that slowly unfolds in front of Wu Qi.

As the pictures appear one after another, time goes from far to near.

These pictures are naturally still, but when they fall into Wuqi's eyes, they seem to have real spirituality. Not only are they moving, but they also make Wuqi seem to be back to the past. They experience the scenes they experienced back then, listening to the sounds that sounded colorless and tasteless at first, but now they are very touching.

Of course, this voice was not someone else, but it was from Wolson who had just broken into pieces and died of his body.

"You little bastard. I beg you, stop peeing anymore, okay? My old face is not your toilet!"
Chapter completed!