Chapter 624: Terrible Self-Righteousness

Night, dark clouds cover the moon, the earth is silent in the dark, there is no light, there is no sound of the road is so quiet that people panic, in this regard, Wu Feng, who rushed overnight, is no stranger, I don't know how many terrible nights I spent when I helped people run errands, familiar with this darkness, this loneliness, and a trace of uneasiness in my heart. Please search to see the most complete and fastest updates

Uneasy, now the Tianzhu Company has lost many masters, as long as they reach their new address, they are confident that they will be completely destroyed, but as long as the three major shareholders are still there, they will soon be able to resurrect, and the three major shareholders, whether it is the withered stream or the eight gods and the like, they are like rootless vines that grow dependent on trees, as long as the tree is cut down, the vine will wither.

There is no doubt that the mysterious family is the towering tree, and he, Wu Feng, is now like a mayfly who wants to shake this towering tree.

Even though there are Oda Takezakura and the Hattori family as allies, they still can't help themselves, take a deep breath, and suppress the uneasiness in their hearts, those who are not sure, as long as the soil is hollowed out, then there is the possibility of shaking this towering tree, the soil, what is the soil of this mysterious family or the flow of the Yaga God and the Dry Stream, now I want to go to the Yaga God and the like, shovel the soil, no, this is too troublesome and too dangerous, if you want to poison this soil.

"Must succeed, in order to, survive"

There is firmness in your eyes, don't think about failure, and go all out to succeed.

As the dark clouds were blown away by the night wind, at this moment, Wu Feng could also see the mountain peaks under the moonlight, and found a shelter at the foot of the mountain from a distance, smiled slightly, and accelerated his speed to run towards the place where the flow of the eight gods was.

At the same time, on the other side, on the edge of the island full of organs, a lonely figure stood on the reef, his long hair fluttering with the sea breeze, and the melodious flute echoing on the surface of the sea with the "bang-la-la" waves.

He threw the unconscious nine curtains on the beach and didn't make a sound, he knew that this Chili loved music and disturbed it, so he would not be facing a gentle warrior.

After a while, the flute sounded interrupted, and Chi Li stood with his hands in his hands and looked at the undulating sea, "How do you want to bring it back?"

"Hey, if I bring him, I'm afraid the withered stream will die." Bailikong lifted the wine gourd and took a sip, without looking at the nine scenes in the syncope, and said: "This kid was hypnotized by Wu Feng's magic skills. ”

"Oh"

As soon as the words fell, Chi Li appeared next to the nine curtains, with a wave of his hand, the strong wind blew, and the nine curtains woke up, and glanced at Chi Li's handsome face in confusion, "Ah" A roar, raising his hand is to merit this Chi Li, the palm of his hand, like the sharpest blade, but Chi Li has no intention of defending or dodging at all, only to see that the attack of the nine curtains has just arrived, and it is bounced away by the invisible and shadowless Gang Qi.

"The Demon Sect's exclusive heart trick, the secret method of killing the heart, is a bit interesting." Chi Li said lightly, with a little slender finger, the nine curtains were motionless as if they were carved in stone, and their internal forces were imprisoned.

"It seems that Wu Feng has really studied the magic of melting words, but it's a pity"

"Listen to your tone, he's really dead" Chi Li didn't turn his head, only stared at the nine curtains, his deep eyes turned like a whirlpool, and suddenly, the nine curtains opened their mouths and let out a miserable howl of "ah, ah" like killing a pig.

"Yes, dead, the last bloodline of the Gu Wu Xiao family has been cut off." Baili Kong looked at the face full of pain, self-blame, anger, and the nine curtains of exhaustion, and said with a slight sigh: "If we give it a few more years of growth, we can have a good opponent, but it's a pity"

"Yes" Chi Li shook his head lightly, his eyes flashed with purple light, and suddenly, the nine scenes in the pain fainted again, but his face still had that disbelief and pain, Chi Li didn't care about this, turned his head to Baili Kong and said: "With his talent, if nothing happens, he can surpass you in three years." ”

"Oh"

Bailikong threw the wine gourd to Chi Li, with disbelief in his eyes, and Chi Li waved his hand, looked at a few black shadows flashing and carried away the nine curtains, and said: "Not to mention Wu Feng's study of the magic of melting words, this son has studied martial arts for less than two years, and with the help of the Demon Emperor's blood seal, he broke through the innate realm, fought Qin Mu, cut a hundred lands, and founded the Demon Gate."

"A new generation replaces the old, no wonder you attach so much importance to it." There was surprise in Bai Dikong's eyes, he didn't think that Chi Li would deceive him, two years, breaking through the innate realm, Rao had the Demon Emperor's blood seal as an auxiliary, this was also a record that was difficult to break, so to speak, Wu Feng's talent and comprehension not only surpassed them, but also surpassed that legendary martial artist Xiao Wuyi

Such a genius, not to mention a deep blood feud, even if he is a stranger, this Chi Li will not let him go.

"Do you pay attention" Chi Li took a sip of wine, a wry smile flashed in his eyes, no, not attention, but fear, yes, fear of Wu Feng, who had never met but knew him very well, when he learned that Wu Feng was still alive, he sent dozens of groups of spies to investigate Wu Feng, but Wu Feng's growth rate shocked him, he was going to personally wipe out Wu Feng, the problem, as long as he made a move, the Holy Martial Land would inevitably go out to destroy his ancient martial arts family

"Isn't it" Bailikong took the wine gourd thrown back by Chi Li, and said with a smile: "Now Brother Chi Li has to find a new target, of course, I also hope that Big Brother can consider my proposal." ”

Hearing this, Chi Li nodded silently, knowing what Baili Kong meant, as for the investigation, he didn't need to explain anything more than this Baili Kong, Jiu Tiao Mu was controlled by Wu Feng, he could deduce why those Heavenly Assassins appeared in the Maezaki Refuge, but he didn't expect that Wu Feng's state of mind was so strong, and his heart was so vicious, and now he had lifted the secret method of killing the heart, but Jiu Tiao Mu would always have to spend it in self-blame and pain, "Demon Emperor Blood Seal, come and get it after three months." ”

"Hey, then I'll thank Brother Chi Li first." Baili Kong is laughter, for the nine curtains, no, he will not have any sympathy for anyone, everything has a cause and effect, if the withered stream did not participate in that SSS-level mission back then, he would not suffer such a fate now. "Since that's the case, then the little brother will take his leave."

"No."

Baili Kong nodded, with a red aura rising to the sky, and disappeared into the night sky in an instant, and Chi Li turned around and clapped his hands, and suddenly, a figure emerged from the night, "Lord, what do you command." ”

"SSS-level designated mission, Moritsun assassinates Bailikong" With Chi Li's voice without waiting for a trace of emotion, the man in black who was kneeling on the ground disappeared directly into the air.

The reason for assassinating Bailikong is very simple, whether this mission is successful or not, it will be beneficial to him

It's good, yes, but Chi Li still feels a little pity, not a pity for Baili Kong or Mori Zhitian, but a pity for the nine acts that he will spend in pain and torment in the future, he has to re-choose his own management of the dry stream, but he doesn't know that at this moment, the nine scenes have woken up from the fainting, there is no pain in his eyes, and there is no self-blame, resentment, or anger, some are just cold eyes like jackals