My wife is the reborn boss

Pure, beautiful, powerful, and mesmerizing.

James subconsciously wanted to get close to the sword intent, but when the sword intent gradually overwhelmed him, he became terrified, fell silent, and then... exploded.

For a moment, everything in the world was silent.

Then, a loud noise that exceeded the limit of the eardrum exploded!

A mushroom cloud hundreds of meters high rises from the position where the two are located.

When the smoke cleared, the originally lush and beautiful grassland was blasted into a huge pit with a width of hundreds of feet and a depth of tens of feet.

In the center of the pit, only James stood there.

Long time, long time.

A gust of wind blew by, and James spurted out a mouthful of blood!

He fell to one knee and put his hands on his chest.

After a while, he wiped away the bright red corners of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "I remember you..."

He got stuck halfway through.

By the way, who is that guy?

............

Forty miles away, Wu Qiong was walking with a limp.

"Qiang! Are you alright, Qiong!" Her Majesty's panicked voice came from the conch.

Wu Qiong showed a smile: "I didn't... woo wah! Pfft!"

A mouthful of old blood spewed out.

"A poor!"

"Poor brother!"

Two exclamations, used to seeing big scenes, the two who have always been calm, exclaimed.

"Wu Qiong, where are you!" Xiaobai's usually flat and indifferent voice was also a little anxious, "I'm here to find you now!"

"It's okay, I just had a fight with the number one master in the Eastern Grassland, and I can't die for the time being." Wu Qiong comforted with a smile.

Then he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of old blood.

Wiping his mouth, he sighed: "Half-step hole... really strong..."

You must know that his strength at this time is also among the top of the pyramid in the "Taoist Natural Realm".

Even if they can't beat Abbot Xuankong and the others, they can't beat him.

But he didn't expect that he had used all his strength this time, even the remaining sword intent in Qu Wuming's "Years" was used.

Still failed miserably...

Tsk, fortunately it's only me this time, if I can't beat him, I can still slip away.

In fact, what he doesn't know is that James is not having a good time at this time, and his injuries are worse than him.

Of course, this has little to do with him, it is mainly caused by Qu Wuming's residual sword intent.

At that time, when James was about to be swallowed by Qu Wuming's sword intent in "Four Swords", he exploded his spiritual consciousness and finally escaped from Qu Wuming's prison of sword intent.

But the consequence is that his state directly fell back to the "Taoist natural state", and it is estimated that he would not be able to support him in three or two months.

This is the real horror of "Four of Swords".

First deprive the opponent's five senses, and then pull the opponent's spiritual consciousness into his own sword space, and then make the opponent feel that ten thousand years have passed in an instant.

When the opponent's spiritual consciousness weakens, use your boundless sword intent to directly devour the opponent's consciousness.

Judging from Qu Wuming's strength, this move is actually unsolvable. As long as he uses this move, the only thing waiting for his opponent is death.

It's a pity that Wu Qiong was not strong enough, and finally let James escape.

The backlash caused by this also caused him a lot of injuries.

"Xiaobai, you still have things to do, I'm fine." Wu Qiong took out the "Taiqing Pill" and "Da Huan Dan" and stuffed them into his mouth like jelly beans.

He meditated for a while, then stood up and said with a smile, "I have no..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fell down.

In a blur of consciousness, he cursed out the last sentence:

"Fuck! The medicine conflicts..."

Wu Qiong lost consciousness.

Su Mubai: "..."

Bai Xuanji: "..."

Li Jianshi: "..."

"Ah!!! Poor!!!"

............

Wu Qiong woke up from the darkness, it was a strange ceiling.

"You're awake." A somewhat old voice sounded.

Wu Qiong turned his head with difficulty. It was an old man with a gentle smile and no internal strength.

But Wu Qiong saw a word in his eyes, domineering!

Wu Qiong said softly: "Thank you for saving my life, old man, dare I ask my name?"

The corner of the old man's mouth was slightly raised, and he stood with his hands behind his back:

"My surname is Qiao, and the single name is Dan."

Wu Qiong: "..."

This time it's really embarrassing for the counterfeit to meet the genuine one.