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Chapter 122 Collapse again!

Chapter 122 Collapse again!

If I die, will you die?

Upon hearing this, the demon's expression suddenly changed and his pupils dilated slightly.

But Wu Zhi saw all this in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

In the next second, he directly called out the Zanpakuto, turned his hand to hold the knife, and stabbed towards his heart.

At this moment, the inner demon angrily said:

"No!"

But Wu Zhi didn't care much, and the tip of the knife pierced directly into his heart.

When he was within an inch, he looked up, but froze in place.

I saw that the heart demon didn't follow his guess, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

At this time, the surroundings seemed to become quiet.

Wu Zhi's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

How is it possible, I guessed wrong?

No, no!

It was him, he was waiting for this moment, did he do it on purpose?

With the same ability and the same moves, it is almost impossible to kill the opponent.

Because no matter how different moves are, the opponent knows their abilities, so there is a way to break them naturally.

There was no response, and the demon raised his hand towards Wu Zhi's chest, and punched hard.

A scream sounded out, and the tip of the knife came out directly from Wu Zhi's back.

pain!It hurts so much!

His whole body was in pain, and the sore Wu Zhi couldn't summon the strength to resist.

I just felt like my whole body was shaking, and my brain couldn't even think.

Just listen to the heart demon laughing:

"Hahaha, well, Earth, that's a great place!"

"Actually, I want to go to that world more. What a wonderful world!"

"No strange beasts, no disputes, and a carefree life, how wonderful!"

"Unfortunately, I can't go, but it's not bad now!"

"I can control your body, don't you think so?"

"Wu Zhi?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and touched Wu Zhi's forehead.

In an instant, Wu Zhi's eyebrows turned dark blue, and then slowly spread to his whole body.

But Wu Zhi himself was powerless to stop all this.

Cold, so cold!

It's like being in an ice cellar. This kind of coldness is not external coldness, but spreads from the inside of the body.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zhi felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness began to blur.

And the smile on the heart demon's face became brighter and brighter, and he began to fantasize about running wildly in the wilderness after hiding his body.

That is the taste of freedom.

But at this moment, the big tree in the distance suddenly trembled.

I saw that the leaves on the big tree began to wither, and pieces were scattered on the ground.

But just after the leaves fell, the golden leaves at the center of the trunk were exposed.

The golden leaves flew up in the wind and slowly drifted over.

Seeing this, the heart demon turned pale and asked loudly:

"why why!"

"Grandpa, I am your grandson!"

"He's just a fake!"

When the voice fell, a sigh sounded:

"No, you're not Zhier!"

"You are just a trace of residual thoughts, his inner demon, and the disaster he should have suffered!"

Hearing this, the demon asked back unwillingly:

"Could it be that the companionship for more than ten years is fake?"

"You don't even know who he really is!"

He spoke, but there was no response, only the golden leaves slowly falling on Wu Zhi's body.

At the moment of touching, the spreading black and blue color stopped.

The voice sounded again:

"That's all, everything matters!"

"I will only help him this time. It will be up to you and me to fight for him later."

As the sound dissipated, Wu Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, his left eye was chaotic and turned light gray, while his right eye remained the same.

Wu Zhi was a little confused about the situation, and looked at the demon in front of him suspiciously.

Just now he felt that his consciousness began to dissipate, and he seemed to hear someone calling himself in a blur.

But it was after this shout that his consciousness began to recover.

And the heart demon at the side, with a look of jealousy on his face, Nan Nan said to himself:

"It's all your fault, you took my body!"

"Now I want to rob my grandfather!"

"I'm going to devour you, I'm going to devour you!"

At the same time, black light radiated from the heart demon's body, turning into countless sharp knives and stabbing at Wu Zhi.

At this time, Wu Zhi had already recovered, pulled out his Zanpakutō from his chest, and jumped back with all his strength.

As soon as he landed, the injury on his chest healed instantly.

But half of his eyes and forehead were still dark blue, with no sign of recovery.

Not only that, Wu Zhi clearly felt that his reaction had become slower than before.

But at this time, he didn't have much time to think, because the black thorn had already struck.

Seeing this, Wu Zhi held the knife in his right hand and swastika released it:

"Swastika: Qianben Sakura Jing Yan!"

The Zanpakuto turned into tiny blades and scattered, dancing like cherry blossoms under the sunlight.

The moment the black thorn charged, he waved his right hand.

A large number of cherry blossoms danced directly in front of him.

Before he could react, the heart demon had already launched the swastika, the sky lock and zhanyue, and the breath of thunder.

In an instant, he appeared on Wu Zhi's right side:

"The crescent moon rushes into the sky!"

Seeing this, Wu Zhi waved his hands at the same time, mobilizing all the blades and blocking them in front of him.

But at this moment, the inner demon appeared behind him again.

With a slash, Wu Zhi reacted slowly, half a beat later, and received a solid blow to the back.

Just when he was about to turn around, the inner demon disappeared behind him.

Wu Zhi's secret path is not good and he wants to switch to the swastika.

But how could the heart demon do what he wanted, the breath of thunder activated again, appeared on the left side, and interrupted it.

At this time, Wu Zhi's brain was extremely confused, and the black and green on his body was like a seal, making it impossible for him to quickly mobilize his spiritual energy.

It is always half a beat slow, but this half beat is enough to kill.

I saw the slash slashing straight at Wu Zhi's left arm. At this time, he too controlled the blade and charged forward.

It was still a step too late, and the inner demon escaped again.

Helpless, Wu Zhi used his Sharingan with all his strength to see the opponent's figure clearly.

But even if he grasped the opponent's position, in his current state, he would definitely not be able to keep up with the opponent's movements.

Suddenly caught in a dilemma.

At this time, the inner demon was already insane, and his jealousy made him completely unrecognizable.

He no longer thought about how to effectively devour the opponent, but was full of killing. He wanted to kill Wu Zhi until he died.

As a result, with his fast movement, Wu Zhi, who was half a beat slower, was unable to change his Zanpakutō and catch up with his movements.

Although after being cut, it won't be long before he recovers.

But the pain caused by each knife will spread to the nerves.

This made Wu Zhi, who was already not sober, even more confused, and he was slashed one after another, making him even more unable to hit the experience.

He could only desperately command the blade, trying to block it as much as possible.

But for the inner demon, this attack is completely ineffective, because with his Sharingan, he can completely capture the trajectory of the blade in the air.

At this point, the heart demon began to torture for a long time.

In this environment, no time is lost.

Everything may be just a moment, or it may be eternity.

At this time, Wu Zhi didn't know how much time had passed. He only knew that every part of his body was in pain, and every inch of his skin had been cut.

The continuous stinging pain made him unable to tell the difference between north, south and east.

Although there is no physical injury, but the spirit has begun to collapse.

As if the inner demon had had enough fun, he suddenly stopped and looked at Wu Zhi, who was still directing the blade in front of him.

He said disdainfully:

"Trash, can't you bear this?"

"Forget it, let's end it as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared behind Wu Zhi and stabbed Wu Zhi in the chest with his long knife.

The collapsed Wu Zhi had no time to react, and the long knife went straight into his chest.

He was taken aback for a moment and looked up.

The inner demon was looking at him with a smile on his face, and there was a dark green mark spreading on the long knife.

In an instant, the black bruises on the center of Wu Zhi's eyebrows began to slowly spread downward again.

(End of this chapter)