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"Zumujun!" "Don't run that way!" The tall ninja reminded him.

The Sword Saint immediately reacted, the black mist was created by the Magus himself, he could not send the black mist back to the tower, and cause more trouble for Mr. Yutian who was fighting against the Mages.

The Sword Saint summoned the courage to turn around and ran in the opposite direction.

The tall ninja hesitated for a moment before choosing to help the Sword Saint with his strength. At the same time, he took out some iron tribulations from his waist and threw them into the black fog. In the dark of the night, he was unable to clearly see the situation in the black fog.

Ding, ding, ding. The sound of iron tribulations piercing through the sky and landing on the ground continuously sounded.

"Are these guys indestructible demons?" The tall man couldn't help but retort.

"Damn." The short Sword Saint cursed softly. He had practiced the way of the sword for many years and had never been in such a sorry state before. Before this visit, he had promised the Sky Emperor and the general that he would be able to easily complete the mission.

Was it because there were too many experts in this world, or was his own swordsmanship insufficient?

Perhaps the term "sword" had already come to an end. Even he, who had created the New 2nd Day First Rated, could not allow his path of the sword to flourish in this world again.

Did the 'sword' no longer belong to this era? The Sword Saint's face revealed a sorrowful expression.

However, his ninja companion did not have as many thoughts as the Sword Saint, he was still racking his brains on how to get rid of these flying demons.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of them.

"Why are there others?" According to their plans, the entire Coastal University should already be controlled by the Snowlight General, and the only person who could obstruct them, the "Tong Family", was also restrained by the Snowlight General.

The person in the distance also saw them, but he chose not to dodge or hide. Instead, he continued to walk in their direction.

This was the direction to the clock tower.

"Eight." ninja held three iron tribulations in his hands, ready to fire at any time.

Just then, the Sword Saint beside him suddenly shouted, "Leave quickly! The person in front! "Go back quickly!"

It turned out that the Sword Saint had already lost all hope. His mission, mission, and even his own life, were all meaningless. He finally realized that the 'path of the sword' was something that had been abandoned by the era. In that case, for the sake of the path of the sword, he would no longer have any understanding to rely on this world, right? That was why he was able to remind the person in front of him that his current state of mind was no longer that of an aloof Sword Saint, but an ordinary person.

An ordinary person who warns others to avoid harm.

The Sword Saint would never know that his momentary kindness had saved his life.

The one who was walking in their direction was Zhou Heng. Not only did Zhou Heng notice them, he also noticed the group of Sickle that was chasing after them.

This group of arrogant little scumbags would probably die just like that, Zhou Heng originally thought so. Since Miss Tong was not present right now, he would not trouble her even if he had to add insult to injury. However, the other party suddenly waved his hand towards him and shouted in Japanese.

Although he could not understand the content of the other party's words, Zhou Heng could tell that the other party was reminding him.

The benevolence shown by the other party had successfully saved him.

The two of them and Zhou Heng were getting closer and closer, and the group of Sickle behind them was also getting closer and closer to Zhou Heng.

ninja was still hesitating. He should have launched the Iron Tattoos in his hands a long time ago, but his companion's shouts made him unsure of whether he should attack the other party at this time. In his hesitation, he had already miscalculated the best distance to shoot the projectile.

The three of them met, and at the same time, Zhou Heng raised his right hand.

What was he going to do? Both of them could not understand the meaning of Zhou Heng's actions. Did he not want to live? In their eyes, Zhou Heng's unfathomable actions were no different from courting death.

In the next second, Zhou Heng's raised right hand that was raised up high, seemed like a sharp sword that held onto the hilt of the Life and Death Sword, swung down cleanly.

There was no sound, nor was there any eye-piercing light. It was just a simple wave, as if a king was commanding his soldiers.

However, with such a normal action, the black fog disappeared.

To the current Zhou Heng, it was an extremely light and nimble task. To remove an item created by a spell, it would only reverse the original command from a spell, it was nothing more than a simple task.

But in the eyes of the ninja and the Sword Saint, it was just like a miracle.

"Who are you!" ninja stood still, one hand holding the iron tribulations while the other held his waist, ready to use any other props. At the same time, he shouted in Volkswagen, "Why are you helping us?" He felt that the chances of him defeating his opponent was close to zero, but he had to do this as he wanted to delay time for Yu Tianjun.

"Sword Saint." The short Sword Saint's eyes flashed with a strange light. "You're the real Sword Saint!" he shouted back in Volkswagen.

"Su Mujun!" ninja said to the Sword Saint, "Are you crazy?"

However, the short Sword Saint had already immersed himself within Zhou Heng's previous movements. That seemingly ordinary swing, wasn't it precisely the "Perfect Two Heavens First Rated" that he was pursuing? Sword Daos had not died. With this person, Sword Daos would not die!

It was a pity that Zhou Heng was completely unable to understand what the two were talking about.

Zhou Heng shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he did not know how to speak, and continued to walk forward.

"Hey!" "Stop!" ninja took out a new bamboo tube. He was not one to repay favors, as long as he judged that the other party would affect his mission, he would be able to kill him without any mental hindrance.

The short Sword Saint also ran to Zhou Heng's side and stopped him.

Zhou Heng frowned, looks like the decision he made to kill these two fellows was the wrong decision, he should have watched them die under the sharp teeth of the Sickle.

Putong. The short Sword Saint suddenly kneeled in front of Zhou Heng.

All of these were not only limited to Zhou Heng, even the ninja was stunned. "You …"

The Sword Saint slowly raised his sword above his head.

"Are you giving me the sword?" Zhou Heng asked hesitantly. The other party did not reply, making the atmosphere extremely awkward.

Even ninja opened his eyes wide and was unable to say a word. He understood the meaning of this kneel.

"Well, thank you." Zhou Heng nodded his head helplessly, he could not possibly kill a person who was kneeling to him, right?

Zhou Heng took the sword from the short man's hand.

"Ding ~"

"The new magic tool that you are in contact with, would you like to begin analyzing?"