Then Mr. Darion slowly turned his head to look at Punpuway: "You can't kill him…"
"Why?" Punpuway was taken aback.
"Because I'm here, you can't kill him!"
Mr. Darion said calmly.
"Hmph, 20 years ago, I was not your opponent, but now who will live and who will die…"
Punpuway's aura suddenly skyrocketed.
"I was able to kill you 20 years ago, and I still can…"
Mr. Darion's face was still calm, and he still spoke in that unhurried tone.
Although the tone is gentle, but with a kind of firmness.
Punpuway's face was ugly, and he instantly took the Jaguar-headed knife in his hand.
But looking at Mr. Darion's calm appearance, Punpuway's heart was turning upside down.
He hasn't dared to do anything to Mr. Darion for a long time.
After a while, Punpuway put away the Jaguar-headed sword.
"Since you want to save this Abel, then I won't kill him. Anyway, the Martial Arts Alliance wants him to die. I can't commit against you for the Martial Arts Alliance!"
After Punpuway finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
He followed Abel without any grievances or hatred, but he was only entrusted by Crupta, and he should not be guilty of following Mr. Darion for this matter.
Because Punpuway was clueless, he didn't know if he was Mr. Darion's opponent.
"Did I let you go?" Mr. Darion asked.
Punpuway was stunned: "I won't kill him anymore, what else do you want?"
"To kill you…"
Mr. Darion said slowly.
These short words made Punpuway tremble, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Don't think I'm afraid of you, if you really fight, it's a lose-lose…"
Punpuway looked at Mr. Darion cautiously and said.
"Both lose?" Mr. Darion suddenly smiled: "You deserve it too…"
When the voice fell, Mr. Darion's aura suddenly changed.
The originally calm face was instantly filled with Grem Parkere's killing intent, and now Mr. Darion is like a killing god.
The cold killing intent on his body made Abel feel a burst of shock.
Feeling the explosive breath on Mr. Darion, Punpuway couldn't help but take 2 steps back.
"The surname is Darion, you and I have no grievances and no grudges. You can't fight me to death, right?"
"I've said it all, if you let Abel go, I won't be bothering him anymore."
"And now the entire martial arts world has already been messed up into a pot of porridge, you can't kill me for my identity as an evil cultivator, right?"
"In that case, wouldn't you officially kill half of the entire martial arts world!"
Punpuway is begging for mercy with Mr. Darion.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"
Mr. Darion has made up his mind.
Seeing this, Punpuway could only roar loudly, the Jaguar-headed sword in his hand was playing like a Jaguar, and the monstrous force rose to the sky, and the terrifying blade came towards Mr. Darion.
Facing the terrifying blade, Mr. Darion actually slowly raised a hand and looked at it calmly.
Mr. Darion's performance made Punpuway even more angry.
The Jaguar-headed knife in his hand emits light, and the blade is even sharper.
But just as the terrifying blade wave after wave came towards Mr. Darion, Mr. Darion raised his right hand and patted forward gently.
A breeze blew, and it collided with the blade edge of the waves.
The terrifying blade, after touching the breath shot by Mr. Darion, disappeared instantly without a trace.
There is no aftermath of the sky and the earth, and there is no deafening sound.
Punpuway's hard blow was silently resolved.
Abel was a little dumbfounded, he had never seen such strength before.
That Punpuway also widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
It was his strongest blow just now.
To be resolved so easily, the gap between him and Mr. Darion's strength is self-evident.
Punpuway's heart is full of panic, he has long lost the courage to shout with Mr. Darion.
Now Punpuway has only 1 thought, and that is to escape.
He knew that he had no chance of winning.
To be continued....
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