Chapter 191: The Price of Killing the Sanctuary

"Now, can I go?" Seeing that Wu Ming had been holding his chin in contemplation, the mountain general got up tentatively and asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, but I have a request." Wu Ming seemed to have really figured it out, and put on a negotiation posture, "But you must leave the forest as quickly as possible, and it is in the direction of the canyon. ”

"This little thing is naturally no problem, wherever Your Excellency tells me to go, I will go."

Are you afraid that I will continue to hunt down that container after I leave...... It's true that this kid has a cautious personality...... Yamasho sneered in his heart, and on the surface, he touched the head the size of a copper ball with a smile, and put on a respectful posture of being respectful.

The faces of the characters of "Bai Wuyue" themselves have a sense of honesty, two people with simple faces, one tall and one short, talk to each other, and their expressions are extremely serious and serious, such a scene makes Dendrobium almost think that he is dreaming.

Obviously, it was still a situation of death and death before, but at this moment, the atmosphere between the two holy realms became extremely harmonious, and the thoughts of the strong were really difficult to guess.

"Then you go."

The negotiation went smoothly, Wu Ming turned sideways and waved his hand to signal for convenience, and the mountain general was secretly proud in his heart, he grinned and picked up the chicken-like dendrobium with one arm, turned around and was about to step away.

Dendrobium, whose feet were forced off the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next second, facing the broad back of the mountain general, the whole world darkened in an instant. A copper-yellow mark similar to an inverted eight characters appeared in Wu Ming's pupils, [Dark Night Blessing], [Cold-Blooded], [Broken Shield], [Ashigaru], and [Shenxing]...... The five buffs are added together, and the white smoke rolls under your feet, forming a clump, as if you are standing in a fairyland on earth.

Pacing by the clouds, [Shengyun Step] quickly approached the back of the mountain general, [Somersault] jumped in the air with his hands, found the best angle, and stabbed down the tip of the dagger.

This is already an attack that is close to the limit state of the "Assassin King".

How much time and effort does it take to kill a cunning and calm and well-thought-out mountain general?

Wu Ming could probably calculate it, because on his attribute panel, Bai Wuyue's total mana was decreasing at an alarming rate! This can no longer even be called a decline, and it is more in line with the situation at this time to call it "burning". Even with the mana regeneration speed of several epics and god costumes, it can't stop this amazing mana deficit efficiency.

A knife pierced the general's shoulder blades from behind, and blood flowed down his wrist to the armor on his back.

The mountain general turned his head in shock, and the complexity and shock in his eyes can be imagined!

He let out a shrill roar, struggling like a grizzly bear in the woods blinded by a hunter, and his muscular arms whipped up a hurricane that blew the dendrobium on the ground with pain. Because he was so violent, a flock of frightened and fleeing birds even flew out of the nearby deep forest.

However, Wu Ming's face did not change at all, he calmly pulled out the dagger, and before he had time to wipe off the blood splashed on his face, he stabbed the other party in the neck again.

This time, the mountain general instinctively felt the deadly crisis, he roared wildly and swung his elbow sideways, and the powerful wind pressure forcibly lifted Wu Ming away. Then the giant, who had almost lost his mind, spread his feet and fell directly with his back to Wu Ming, his huge body was like a heavy marble wall, and he was caught off guard and rolled towards Wu Ming's whole person.

At this moment, Wu Ming activated one of the assassin's core skills, [Shadow Form], which is immune to any physical damage for three seconds, and increases his movement speed by 20%, ignoring any colliding units.

He turned into a dark shadow and retreated from beneath his massive wall-like body.

Lunatic...... This was the only thought in his mind after he escaped, and the other party obviously felt a mortal threat, and planned to use this life-saving method of injuring the enemy by injuring one thousand and losing eight hundred to fight him.

"Is it just a monster who has lost his mind, and really thinks that a warrior can fight an assassin?"

Taking advantage of the gap when the mountain general stood up, Wu Ming restrained the other party in place with a [Triple Shadow Binding] in time, and the dagger in his hand was effortlessly slashed, shattering five flawed marks in a row.

Blood stained the ground beneath his feet.

The mountain general is still struggling, but at this time he has fallen into an all-round disadvantage, not to mention the gap in equipment and attributes, in terms of mentality alone, his crazy desperate method is just a return to the light before his life is gone.

"If you still maintain your previous caution and careful thinking, you may be able to survive for a while after being injured, but unfortunately you are not calm enough, so Hu Lai is just killing himself." A few more knives shattered the remaining marks, and the mountain general was directly paralyzed on the ground due to excessive blood loss, and Wu Ming pointed the tip of the dagger at his throat, and said with a slight mockery.

Dendrobium next to him sat on the ground, and there was a dampness between his crotch, this totem young master, who had never been so frightened since he was a child, was directly frightened by this scene!

"Awesome...... This seat is ashamed of itself. ”

The mountain general lay on his back in a pool of blood, panting constantly, perhaps sensing that death was coming, he finally stopped his crazy actions and looked at Wu Ming's honest face with blank eyes.

Feeling the injustice in the mountain general's words, Wu Ming couldn't help but smile: "What, do you think I won by sneak attack, and I can't win it?" ”

The mountain will be silent.

"Then I'd rather ask, if I hadn't sneaked up, would you have really left as I said?"

The mountain general still did not speak, and the answer was clear to the two.

After a while, feeling the aggravation of the passage of life, the mountain general finally trembled and spoke: "You are not the same as what he said. ”

This time it was Wu Ming's turn to be silent, of course he knew who the "he" that the mountain general was talking about, if nothing else, the two of them would meet again soon.

Perhaps unwilling to die like this, the mountain general stared at Wu Ming with wide bronze bell-like eyes, his eyes full of desire to continue talking.

"People always change." Wu Ming replied to him.

The mountain general finally took a deep look at Wu Ming and said, "Be careful of the leader of the Black Dragon Society. ”

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why the other party would bring the topic to the Black Dragon Society, his impression of the Black Dragon Society was just a powerful gangster, and he had no impression of the rest of the members' information.

However, when a person is about to die, his words are also good, Wu Ming still nodded to him, which is not to let this man as strong as an iron tower die blindly.

"Okay, that's all you can say, you can do it." The mountain general's breath became weaker and weaker, and he closed his eyes and lay on the ground like a stone statue.

Wu Ming thought about it, but instead withdrew the sharp blade hanging from the other party's throat, and he muttered to himself: "If I hadn't promised that old man that Dai'er must be saved, maybe I would have softened my heart for a while and really let you go." ”

The cool breeze blew, rolling up a few dead leaves and covering the cold body of the mountain general. Wu Ming stood up and exhaled, he silently glanced at the attribute panel, the character's mana was only less than sixty percent left, and then looked at the dendrobium curled up next to him, and strode towards the direction of the canyon. (To be continued.) )