Chapter Ninety-Eight: Beheading the Snake

The cold wind rose, and the thunder was struck.

With an inaudible sound, a silver snake exploded through the darkness, deafening.

It's just that the windows in the four corners are tightly closed, and the atmosphere does not dare to come out, this kind of obscure deep alley is a place to hide dirt and dirt, and it is not just a few lives hidden, the chaos of the world, no one will be stupid enough to care about the life and death of irrelevant people.

The three-spinning person was also the last to strike, and the silver long sword in his hand was like a silver flower that exploded from the volley, and it was extremely swift and horizontal.

Under Wu Wei's previous reminder, Du Xin'er didn't dare to be careless, her pale face was slightly red, and the crimson seal in her right hand jumped on the shadowless blade, and a crimson flame burst out, tearing the two silver rays apart.

With a "rub" sound, the flame and the silver sword intertwined, bursting out a series of sparks, illuminating the face of the enemy in the dark night, if it was in normal times, it would not be obvious that it was a murderous face, but at this moment, it was a murderer.

"Don't be soft-hearted. ”

The voice entered Du Xin'er's mind through his divine sense, Wu Wei fought and retreated, the footwork of the sky survey fell, and his figure turned into a black shadow, wandering between the four of them, seemingly overwhelmed, but whenever the other party slashed down and smashed the yellow dragon, he could avoid it.

"Damn, it's like a live loach, boy, don't run. A big man was angry, his clothes burst from his body, and his steel and iron bones exuded a heavy golden light, like a Buddha's light, holding a sledgehammer in his right hand, and pounced viciously.

"With such a big target exposed in the dark, isn't it possible that I'm still afraid that I won't be able to hit? Wu Wei looked at the golden figure and let out a sneer, that sledgehammer was his masterpiece.

With a flick of his right hand, he burst forward in the air.

The sound of breaking wind rose from the night sky, like the cry of a night owl.

"Click. With the sound of two crisp fractures, the two people who followed closely behind them looked happy, and it seemed that the brothers in front of them had succeeded.

However, they were about to step forward to answer, but the figure in front of them rose into the air in an instant, flew straight away from their bodies, and then slammed into the ground with a fierce bang, and then smashed into the wall like a ball, turning into a puddle of mud.

I saw that the whole body of the big man seemed to have hundreds of wounds, and the blood kept gushing out, especially the arms, which were twisted into an extremely terrifying twisted shape.

"My mother!" The two of them only felt a cool air rising from their backs, and their feet seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

Here's what's going on.

What is the origin of the other side.

Natakid was also stunned, as if he had some difficulty understanding what was happening in front of him.

Wu Wei glanced at the man coldly, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed forward.

Just for a moment, the fist wind broke out in the air, generating an extremely strong squeeze in an instant, and before the two of them could react, they only felt that the internal organs in their bodies were suddenly pressed into one place by something, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, one punch at a time, and they were killed.

That's good for them, because they don't have to endure as much pain as the former.

Natakid looked at the few people around him stupidly, and in less than thirty seconds, the three subordinates were two dead and one wounded, and the seriously injured person saw that he only had air out and no air in.

"You, who the hell are you!" he cried out almost desperately, and he wanted to turn around and flee immediately, but for some reason, he didn't listen to his own command.

"I'm just the one who robbed you of your soul fruit," Wu Wei didn't bother to take off his cloak, but just took another step closer in a seemingly casual manner.

"Don't, don't come here!" Natakid let out a sharp scream in shock, and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile from his face in pain, "Great, uncle, I was wrong, I have eyes and don't know Taishan, you have a lot, just let me go." ”

Takid smiled wryly as he tried to move his body back.

At this moment, the power of his whole body seemed to be emptied, and the strength under his feet could not be used at all.

Wu Wei stopped, glanced at Tajid, and said slowly: "Let me ask myself, if you and I are in the opposite position, will you let me go?"

"No, you can't kill me, I'm the head of Cobra. Seeing the black figure, like the night demon of hell, Natakid's face changed, and he suddenly turned and fled backwards.

"Wow!", a sky-high flame burst into the sky.

This is the signal that the Cobra mercenary group uses to gather manpower in an emergency, and in this sand city, as long as he can hold on for three minutes, someone will come to support him at any time.

That's right, just three minutes!

The courage that came from nowhere made the legs that had lost their strength before burst out with incomparable speed in an instant.

"Run!"

Takid's footsteps had just taken a step, and a devastating force came from behind him.

"Turn the sky upside down!"

Takid's body surged, desperately protecting his back.

"Smack!" With a clean palm, the leader of the cobra regiment, who was at the peak of the three spins and had an incomparably noble identity, was slapped on the ground like a mosquito, and with a "wow" sound, blood gushed out from all parts of his body like a fountain, and his limbs shattered, turning into a blur of flesh and blood.

Takid, the leader of the Cobra Mercenary Regiment, died in an alley in the middle of the night. At the age of twenty-nine.

On the one hand, Du Xin'er did not have the slightest worry because of the situation here, because of Wu Wei's strength, she didn't need to worry about it at all.

It was she who saw the incomparable fear in the eyes of the two opposites.

What the hell is this soft persimmon.

The master of the three spins secretly glanced at the brother of the two spins, stepped on his feet, turned his back to the wind and fled, and now he doesn't care about anything, brother, you can help my brother for a while.

However, almost at the same time, the brothers of the two spins also let go at the same time in an instant.

Behind the two of them, the biggest flaw was revealed.

"The sky is hot!" Du Xin'er's palms were like two round suns, exuding a scorching light.

With a "poof", two rounds of fireballs turned into a round sun burst out in the sky, smashing the backs of the two.

The two-spinning man first couldn't bear it, and in the miserable cry, turned into a burning man.

And the three-spinnered man took a shot, rolled forward, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

If the two of them had joined forces to fight the enemy before, maybe it wouldn't have been so miserable, but when the catastrophe came, who could take care of each other.

The three-spinning man screamed and fell out of the way, but fortunately, the injury was not fatal.

Just go 100 meters further and flee to a crowded place.

The three-pronged man looked at the dark alley in front of him, and suddenly felt a little cryless without tears, they were just to quietly destroy the two of them, so they drove them to this small black alley where there was no one around.

And now this way, damn it, why does it look so far.

The three-spinning man ran forward desperately, as if he was followed by a god of death.

However, before the man ran out a few dozen meters, a ghost-like cloak suddenly flashed in front of the man.

"Poof", two silver thunderbolts swept out from the man's fingers, straight through the man's chest, the sky shook, the moment before he died, the man faintly glimpsed the appearance of the man in the cloak, why, why is he so young.

When the Cobra group arrived, all they saw were corpses, except for a few that looked intact, the rest had become a pile of broken meat, especially Natakid, who could only be judged by his clothes, and could not even see his appearance at all.

The death of the cobra head Tajid is undoubtedly a shocking case that shook the whole Sand City, and when the news reached the ears of Mayor Hai, it was already the next day, but he was undecided, in his opinion, if you want to talk about the murderer, the most suspicious thing is undoubtedly the few distinguished guests from the East, that Tajid usually has always been bold and evil, who knows if it will be because of the collision with those nobles, plus the group is just leaving Shacheng at the moment, I don't know where they went, and it is not clear.

But even if they really killed him, and gave Mayor Hai a hundred leopard guts, he wouldn't dare to be rude to the other party, in case the matter got bigger, it was an international dispute, and he couldn't afford it.

And when Mayor Hai Yi was still playing Tai Chi with Haarlem, Wu Wei had already packed up and was about to leave Shacheng, and the paper-like martial law in the city couldn't stop him at all.

"Take it, the two hundred blades here are enough for you to support until you learn to imprint. Wu Wei threw a Qiankun bag to Du Xin'er, this Qiankun bag was given to her by Yue Bilian in the past, it was originally a sachet, and it was just right for Du Xin'er.

"Master, when Xin'er's affairs are done, I will go to you immediately. Du Xin'er looked at Wu Wei, her eyes were a little red, although the two only got along for a few days, but Wu Wei was very good to Du Xin'er, this can be regarded as a kind of fate.

"Don't, if you're here, you'd better go to Penglai Immortal Island first. Wu Wei touched Du Xin'er's hair, "Compared to Qingyuanmen, the chance of seeing me in the east is greater." ”

"That's an appointment. Du Xin'er's eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to stretch out the little finger of her right hand and hook Wu Wei tightly, "I will go to Penglai Immortal Island in a year." ”

Du Xin'er's words seem to be complacent, but she is not boasting, at least in Wu Wei's opinion, Du Xin'er's strength now is much stronger than the first time she went to the Qingyuan Gate.

Now their rival Cobra has four fewer generals, plus that group of mysterious people have dug up their money bags.

I'm afraid that the life of this cobra group in the future will not be so good.