Chapter 321: Curse when you find an opportunity

Di Yange awkwardly swung a few sword flowers: "Sorry, I haven't used a sword for a long time, so I'm a little rusty. Next time, I will definitely not make a mistake."

This was too fake, and Zhiya was so angry that his face turned blue.

However, before Zhiya could speak, Di Yange's second sword came again.

But this time, Zhiya had already been prepared. A very strong aura spread from his body, and a golden cover appeared around him, covering his entire body. Under the reflection of the golden cover, he looked sacred and noble.

Di Yange excitedly chopped the golden cover with a sword.

The terrifying pressure swept out with a deafening roar. With a snap, the golden cover immediately split open, and Zhiya was blown away.

While flying out, Zhiya was stunned.

This was the defensive move he was most proud of, and it could also rebound the opponent's attack. It can be said that with this move, he has never been defeated. Even his senior brother, the former leader of the Buddhist Sect, lost to this move.

He took a lot of effort to barely stand up, and his eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at Di Yange.

It can be said that he was not prepared for the first attack, but for the second attack, he was obviously well prepared, but he still failed to stop her attack.

Why?

She looked younger than him, but her cultivation level was almost the same as his. However, these were nothing. How could she break his moves so easily?

Zhiya was really jealous and resentful this time.

So his heart sank, and Wuyan on the side screamed out instantly.

The pain in that scream had obviously reached the limit of what could be endured.

Zhiya said with a gloomy face: "Boy, if you attack again, I will kill Wuyan."

"If I don't attack, then you will catch me. In the end, Wuyan and I will both be killed."

Di Yange said innocently.

But her words made Zhiya obviously stunned. Obviously, he had also considered this problem.

He was thinking of using Wufan to catch the kid who stole all his treasures, but he didn't expect that this kid was so difficult to deal with and even more cunning than him.

"What do you plan to do to make him surrender?"

Zhiya asked casually. He didn't think that the cunning Di Yange would compromise.

"Unless you release Wufan. When he returns to the Demon Sect, I will let you deal with him."

Di Yange counted on his fingers and exchanged a puppet for Wufan. It was a good deal.

Although the materials for making puppets are very rare, there are plenty of them in the giant beast. At worst, he can just buy some from it.

"Okay."

Zhiya was afraid that Di Yange would regret it, so he agreed very happily.

"Then let's each make a heavenly oath."

"Heavenly oath?"

Di Yange looked at him strangely.

So she made a heavenly oath very happily.

Seeing this, Zhiya was afraid that she would regret it. After making the oath to the heaven, he quickly untied the restrictions on Wuyu.

At the same time, he said proudly: "Boy, you are a lovesick person. You actually did this for him. But what about him? He may never know your sacrifice for him."

"None of your business!"

And this has nothing to do with lovesickness.

Zhiya laughed instead of getting angry, and he laughed so proudly.

"Boy, don't worry, Wuyu didn't faint. He heard everything you did for him clearly. What do you think he thinks now?"

"Are you going to break the promise?"

Di Yange looked at Zhiya and raised the sword in her hand again.

After all, she often broke this kind of oath.

It was a pity that Wufan died, but all she could do was to avenge him and perform a ritual to help him pass away.

"You...what's wrong..."

Zhiya always felt that the two of them were not communicating on the same path, so he could only say helplessly, "Forget it, you young man just have no patience. I will order my disciples to send him back to the Demon Sect."

Zhiya immediately handed Wufan, whose eyes were tightly closed, to his disciples, and he repeatedly told them to send Wufan to the Demon Sect safely.

Just as the disciples were about to send him away, they found that Wufan had grabbed Zhiya's sleeve tightly.

Half of Zhiya's sleeve had been cut off by Di Yange, and only this half was left.

In order to send him away quickly, he could only cut off his sleeve.

At the same time, he said anxiously: "Hurry up and send him away."

The disciples were afraid that Zhiya would blame them, so several of them immediately carried Wu Yan and left impatiently.

Zhiya then looked at Di Yange's clone impatiently.

Di Yange put away his sword calmly: "Why are you in a hurry? When I receive the news that Wu Yan has returned to the sect, I will naturally let you get what you want."

Zhiya looked at Di Yange, his heart full of anxiety.

He never took Wu Yan seriously. Even if he became stronger, he would have a way to deal with him, not to mention that he had destroyed him again.

But the person in front of him was different.

Not only did she have his treasures, but she also heard that she had robbed treasures from several sects, and her skills, which were simply unpredictable. He wished he could catch her now and slice her into pieces.

Zhiya's undisguised fiery eyes almost made Di Yange explode.

In the following time, Zhiya kept looking at Di Yange with eager eyes.

Finally... Di Yange and Zhiya both received the news that Wu Yan had returned to the Demon Sect.

They looked at each other at the same time, their expressions were excited.

Especially Di Yange, who was already on the verge of exploding. He had never been looked at by someone with such eyes for such a long time in his life.

Zhiya was about to speak when he felt a terrifying breath.

He never thought that a person would still have the power to resist after swearing the oath to the heaven.

In a split second, he didn't know where his speed of reaction came from. He

directly sacrificed the white jade relic, the most precious treasure of Buddhism that

had protected the Buddhist sect for thousands of years. It is said that this is the relic of the fallen Buddhists in the upper realm. It contains a lot of spiritual energy and Buddhist principles, which can ensure that the Buddhist sect will not fall for ten thousand years.

With a bang, the clone exploded immediately, and the relic quickly wrapped up the clone.

However, after a while, there were cracks like turtle cracks on the relic.

Then, the relic also exploded, and the powerful impact knocked down a large part of the Buddhist sect's buildings.

Zhiya was so angry that he cursed.

If it weren't for the white jade relic, he would have died long ago.

Obviously, this time, he lost both his wife and his army.

How could he accept this?

So he could only blame Wufan and the Demon Cult for this.

Outside the light curtain, Mo Changliu found an opportunity to point at Yan Wu and curse.

"Yan Wu, if it wasn't for you, Master wouldn't have self-destructed her own clone. Do you think that detonating a clone wouldn't hurt Master? This will hurt the soul. At the very least, the cultivation will stagnate, and at the worst, the cultivation will be lost and become mentally retarded. And Master has already self-destructed two clones for you. She did all this for you."