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Shi Songtao walked to the middle of the captured Guangyan warriors and stood still, looking up at Shi Tie.

A low, hoarse voice rang out: "Now, there are seven people on my left hand side and fifteen people on my right hand. ”

Shi Songtao looked up at Shi Tie: "If I say that I want to kill one side now, which side do you think I should choose?"

Shi Tie's eyes shot out a compelling cold light, and the palm pressed on the golden tower moved slightly, not moving.

His other free hand stretched out towards Shi Songtao, but Sima Chui attacked with a spear and blocked Shi Tie.

Shi Songtao said indifferently: "With your cultivation, if you don't care about the core hub of the Great Array, even if there is a 'Jiao King' to block it, it can also shock all of us to death in the air." ”

"But you can't ignore the Great Array that leads the Nine Shadows to descend, right?"

Shi Songtao turned his head to look at those Guangyan martial artists: "Your current experience is just like me back then. ”

"Compared to the consequences of the advent of the Nine Shadows, there may be 20,000, 200,000, 2 million or even more deaths, so the lives of your 20 or so people are insignificant in Shi Tie's mind. ”

Some of those Guangcheng martial artists had complicated expressions, and some stubbornly glared at Shi Songtao.

Shi Songtao looked at Shi Tie: "Since this is the case, then I also know the question just now, your answer." ”

He looked left and right: "Seven and fifteen, you definitely want to keep fifteen." ”

Shi Songtao chuckled: "There's a lot of people, right?"

The seven Radianta warriors on the left side of his body. A look of despair suddenly appeared on his face.

However, Shi Songtao did not rush to make a move, but turned his head to look to the right: "But." The remaining fifteen people, if divided into five on one side. Ten on one side, which side do you choose to keep?"

Shi Tie's gaze became contemplative.

Shi Songtao said lightly: "Is it still where there are too many people? So keep ten and give up five?"

"It's very in line with your style, but ......" Shi Songtao spread his hands to both sides and said coldly: "In that case, there will be ten people who have survived and twelve people who have died, which side will have more and which side will have less?"

Shi Tie looked at Shi Songtao. Silent for a long time.

Shi Songtao's gaze also stared at the tall body in mid-air.

"Senior Brother Shi, excuse me. Yan Zhaoge suddenly said at this time: "I don't have many words, just three sentences." ”

"The first sentence, many times, many things, is not a simple choice of quantity, with the character of the master, if he really has a choice. I don't think he chooses to sacrifice the majority, he doesn't choose to sacrifice the minority, he chooses to sacrifice himself. ”

Yan Zhaoge looked at Shi Songtao: "As the old saying goes, the son is the father. The reverse also makes some sense, I think, you know the master. It's deeper than me. ”

Shi Songtao's gaze from Shi Tie's body. Transferred to Yan Zhaoge, indifferent and silent.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly: "The second sentence." Actually, I wanted to ask one thing. ”

"Sister-in-law Yuzhen and Jun'er, are they dead, or are they the same as you are now?"

Shi Songtao's wife, surnamed Win, named Yuzhen, is a lone martial artist, after meeting Shi Songtao, the two have a very strong relationship, become husband and wife, and the piano is harmonious.

After that, the son they gave birth to was named Shi Jun, which was also the name given by the old head Yuan Zhengfeng.

The years after Shi Jun's birth were the happiest days for Shi Tie and Shi Songtao's family.

But unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and then came the catastrophe.

Shi Songtao's family of three was all in trouble, and all of them were nowhere to be found, and they couldn't recover the bones.

Now, Shi Songtao has finally reappeared, but Ying Yuzhen and Shi Jun are still missing.

Yan Zhaoge, Shi Tie, and Xu Fei looked at Shi Songtao like an injured lone wolf, and they all felt their hearts sink for a while.

Compared with Shi Tie and Xu Fei, this question was still asked by Yan Zhaoge.

Hearing this, Shi Songtao's breath suddenly froze, and the color of anger and pain in his eyes was stronger than before.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Shi Songtao and said slowly: "The third sentence ......"

Speaking of this, Yan Zhaoge suddenly moved!

The cloak woven from the crane feathers on his shoulders suddenly flipped over, turning into two huge wings, and when he shook, his body swooped down on Shi Songtao and the others like lightning!

The blue and purple thunder flashed in Yan Zhaoge's right eye, and the next moment, a round purple orb appeared above his head.

The desolate and ancient aura spread, and the orb flashed with thunder, beating violently!

It was as if a person's eyes blinked slightly.

Boom Boom!

With a violent thunderclap, the ball of light turned into a thunderbolt, tearing the space apart in an instant!

The thunderous person couldn't react at all, and directly slashed in front of the white-haired old man in the realm of the late stage of the Great Grandmaster.

It is like a thunderbolt from heaven that destroys filth and sin!

As soon as Yan Zhaoge moved, the white-haired old man woke up.

His acupuncture points were throbbing all over his body, his whole body was full of qi, and his body flashed, and he was about to dodge.

But the speed of thunder is too fast!

It's so fast that his mind, his body, can't react at all, he doesn't have time to react and judge, and he doesn't even have time to react instinctively!

After Yan Zhao Ge was promoted to the Great Grandmaster, he urged the fragments of the Thunder Emperor's Eye, burning the thunder of the moment with all his strength, and his strength soared even more!

Boom Boom!

Thunder exploded above the white-haired old man's head, shattering his protective qi and shattering the armor on his body.

In the end, he was tempered into steel, and his flesh, which was harder than many gold and iron, was blown into a cloud of blood mist!

Spike!

Direct spike!

The great master of the third realm, the late stage of the spirit realm, was directly killed on the spot by a flash of thunder!

From Yan Zhaoge's action to the white-haired old man being blown to pieces, it was just a blink of an eye!

And Yan Zhaoge spread the wings of the crane and came to everyone in an instant.

A green sword light flashed like a blue dragon passing through the sky.

The five great grandmaster martial artists on the side of the Absolute Abyss, after the white-haired old man, there was another person, a great grandmaster in the early stage of Yunling, who was nailed to the ground by Yan Zhaoge with a sword!

Xu Fei and Ah Hu, who had been greeted in advance by Yan Zhao Gegang's Qi transmission, also rushed out, one by one, to deal with the other two Great Masters of the Abyss.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge came to Shi Songtao's side.

Shi Songtao's hand shone with a ghostly light, and he faced Yan Zhaoge with a sword.

Yan Zhaoge made a mistake with both hands, his body turned, and his feet stepped on it continuously, like a star shifting, and he quickly circled behind Shi Songtao.

The left hand was cut out, bringing a thunderous roar, like a giant blade of heaven, slashing on Shi Songtao's right arm holding the sword!

There was a muffled click, and Shi Songtao's right hand holding the sword suddenly softened, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Offended. At the same time, Yan Zhaoge kicked out and kicked on the crook of Shi Songtao's leg.

It's like swinging a big axe, cutting down a big tree, directly kicking Shi Songtao's body short, and kneeling on one knee!

Yan Zhaoge stretched out his right hand, his five fingers into claws, and clasped Shi Songtao's neck from behind, suppressing him so much that he couldn't move.

"The third sentence ......" Yan Zhaoge exhaled a breath of turbidity: "The twenty-two fellow disciples here, Senior Brother Shi, you can't kill any of them." ”

As he finished saying this, the white-haired old man was shattered by lightning and turned into a rain of blood, and the splattered flesh and blood fell to the ground! )

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