The station of the group of thieves is already a field of Shura.

There were corpses strewn everywhere, none of them even intact, broken rotten flesh and blood splattered everywhere, like a huge slaughterhouse.

Puff, one foot down, I don't know whose internal organs I stepped on, the plasma that burst out stained the shoes red, but Tang Wu didn't have time to care about this, because in front of him, one

A tall figure like a demon god was pressing towards him step by step.

"You...... Who are you? Who are you? Tang Wu asked in a trembling voice, the arrogant cannon fist in the past was now like a little girl who was about to be abused, "Why do you want to."

Kill us? Our group of thieves, where did we provoke you? ”

"Well, it's just ...... It's just a matter of hand. The man pressed towards Tang Wu unhurriedly, there was not a trace of blood on his body, and every time he stepped down, a faint soul energy would take his feet

The blood stains were all forced away, making him seem like an immortal who was not stained with dust.

"I, Tang Wu, asked myself, I haven't offended a master like you, besides...... Don't you know, the head of our group of thieves is killing Ye Meng? Although you are strong, but in front of the two bosses

。 ”

"Kill Ye Meng? Where did the little minions come from? The man scoffed, "Ridiculous fellow, with only a little power, thinks he is too great, and in front of us, he is not even a scum."

”

Damn, where did this guy come from...... Tang Wu thought quickly in his heart, this was definitely not the city's army, nor could it be a bounty hunter who made a living by hunting down bandits,

His terrifying strength, his powerful soul combat skills that killed hundreds of people in an instant, were completely beyond Tang Wu's imagination, and the power that was almost like a land immortal made him all over

I couldn't stop trembling.

However, did the other party let go of himself for the sake of torture? Why hasn't he made a move? Tang Wu didn't have the courage to do it now, and the "cannon fist" he was proud of was here

There is not much difference between waving in front of a person and a baby.

The group of thieves is over, and he is finished, but at this moment, Tang Wu is still seeking the possibility of survival.

"Whatever you want, I'll give you, money? Message? I...... I can be your subordinate, absolutely hardworking. I...... I can also tell you the secret of Bahan......"

"The secret of Bahan? Hahaha, you can go down to accompany him soon, and you two can have a good talk. ”

"What do you mean? Wait, Bahan is dead? You ......" Tang Wu was already frightened and incoherent.

Stepping on, the man walked up to Tang Wu, who was so frightened that he sat in a pool of blood, waving his arms in horror.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me!"

"Hmm...... I'm not going to kill you. The man said suddenly, and Tang Wuyi, who was wailing, was stunned, "You...... You don't kill me? ”

"Of course." The man smiled like a demon, "Because of the ...... who killed you." It's him. ”

Letting go of his body, a somewhat immature figure appeared in front of Tang Wu's eyes, and the latter looked at the face suspiciously, and it took a long time before he could hold back three words.

"Are you...... Who? ”

"Huh...... Don't you know me? Of course, how can you recognize me? Wangji's eyes burned with furious flames, "For you, Tu."

Exterminating a small tribe is as simple as killing a wood worm. ”

"Are you...... Of that tribe, I remember, you were the little ghost of the day. Tang Wu muttered, and after a moment, his gaze became desperate.

"Impossible...... This can't be, how can you have such a strong backer? Who the hell are you little ghost, you know Ye Yu, and there are such powerful people to help you, ...... you

Who the fuck is that! ”

Tang Wu had already begun to doubt his life at this moment, could it be that he had provoked the son of the city lord of Southern Wilderness City? But why does he have such an amazing background, Wangji still hides it

Is being in a small tribe a struggle for power? In order to protect the young prince, so you have to avoid the edge for a while?

It's a pity that Tang Wu didn't have the opportunity to look at the Internet a hundred years ago, otherwise at this time, he would probably be able to make up millions of words of the plot in his brain.

"Huh...... Hehehehehe. Coming here, maybe the fear at the beginning slowly subsided, or maybe the surprise that Wangji brought him was too great, Tang Wu actually began to sneer.

"If you die in the hands of a strong man, you won't lose my face as a cannon fist Tang Wu, but you little ghost...... Hehehe, it's not me who blows, even if I'm standing here, just rely on your ability

, and it won't kill me at all! ”

"Really?" Wangji bent his bow and arrows, and the sharp arrow pointed at Tang Wu's head from afar, "Do you think I can't kill you?" ”

"Of course!" Tang Wu roared angrily, "Come on, see if your arrow can shoot through my head!" Stupid imp, no matter how powerful your background is, no matter how big you are, you are only

It's a stupid little ghost, come on! ”

"That's right," the strong man on the side suddenly clapped his hands and said, "You only have a chance with one arrow, this arrow, you can't kill him, I won't shoot again, he will easily escape, you one."

I'm afraid I won't have a chance to kill him a second time. ”

"You ......," Wangji's hand holding the arrow trembled.

"Really...... Are you sure? Tang Wu's heart swelled with great excitement, "As long as he can't shoot me, can I live?" ”

"That's right, as long as you take him with an arrow and don't die, I will keep you alive."

There's a chance, there's a chance! Tang Wu roared frantically in his heart, how powerful can this little ghost be? This arrow will shoot through his own skin at most, maybe this master is lying to himself, too

Xu He would break his promise when the time came, but Tang Wu was now like a drowning man, desperate to grab a life-saving straw.

"Come on, little ghost!" Tang Wu's face was hideous, "I'm here, come!" ”

Taking a deep breath, Wangji stared at Tang Wu's face, and crystal tears slid down his cheeks drop by drop.

"Grandpa, Sister Hua, little black ......" A familiar face flashed in his mind, and his fingers pressed tighter and tighter, so that the bowstring was deeply trapped in the finger muscles, fresh

Red blood stained his right hand red.

In front of Wang Ji's murderous intent, beast-like gaze, even Tang Wu instinctively felt fear, and he took a step back, not paying for the ferocity just now.

"Little ...... Imp, you ......"

"Do you think my arrow can't kill you?" Wangji's voice was so cold that it didn't seem like he came out of himself, and at this moment, a terrifying chill emanated from him, ever

Young man, now incarnated as a vengeful demon of hell.

"You...... I'm not afraid! It's just a little ghost, I'm not afraid! Tang Wu cheered himself up with a crazy voice, and at this moment, Wangji's fingers let go.

"Die."

In his indifferent voice, the feather arrow pierced through Tang Wu's forehead, leaving a hollow round hole in his head. The latter's gaze was fixed in his eyes, and his body was like a stiff doll

They usually fall backwards and sink into a pool of blood.