Chapter 17: Lies
Yincheng disdained to fight with Wu Ming, and went straight to Zhige City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Behind her was Wuzi, Wuzi held a knife, and Qin Tian was inserted in the knife, Qin Tian's blood flowed like an infusion, dyeing the gray steel bones of Wuzi's body red, and his muscles were growing rapidly.
Wu Ming slashed through the endless group of skeletons, exhausted in a moment, and when he couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, a dark purple light passed through the group of skeletons and shot towards the hand that held the sword without words.
Yin Cheng snorted coldly, put away his knife at the same time, dropped Qin Tian, and looked in the direction where the purple light was flying.
"If you want to chop your hands, it's not that easy!"
The soundfall flute pointed at it from afar, and millions of skeleton warriors surged away.
"Demons?" Wu Ming looked into the distance, his tall figure standing on the sand dune, and the arrow of the divine archer beside him was aimed at the wordless.
"Soul Arrow - Gods and Demons Return to Heaven. ”
With a soft shout, the archer was once again off the bow.
The dazzling light flashed, Wu Ming couldn't see the arrow clearly, and the sound fell couldn't see it clearly, only the purple light attacked, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.
The sharpshooter's strongest blow struck Wordless, a dark purple soul-leaving arrow burning with demonic flames nailed to his sternum.
After stumbling a few steps, he finally stood firm, but the knife in his hand had fallen to the ground.
Soundfall's face changed sharply, and the Soul Summoning Flute sounded again.
The million skeleton warriors didn't move, they didn't move, and they didn't move, and Wu Ming, they all seemed to have been captured by an arrow just now.
Cang Ming and the Divine Archer slowly walked over.
"How can the sword of my demon race be used by the soul of the dead. ”
They stopped beside Wu Ming, and the Divine Archer reached out and grabbed it, trying to retrieve the blood-drinking broken knife. Cang Ming grabbed Wu Ming and said with a dark smile: "You kid is not dead, it's okay, keep you for a while and give me the sacrificial knife." ”
Wu Ming's heart is broken at the moment, which cannot be described.
The blood-drinking knife hung halfway through.
"Don't forget, he snatched this knife from you a thousand years ago. ”
Soundfall was also reaching for the Blood Drinking Knife.
"The shame of the ancestors will be washed away by me. ”
Cang Ming approached step by step, and Wu Ming also walked towards the Blood Drinking Knife under his drag.
"Let's see if you have the skills. Yin Cheng sneered, and the strength in his hand increased wildly.
Not to be outdone, the sharpshooter shouted violently and grabbed the sword with all his might. And Cang Ming was about to walk up to the blood-drinking knife, and there was no word on the other side of the knife.
Under the wordless rusty helmet, a pair of dark red eyes lit up.
"Do you recognize me?" Cang Ming asked, pausing to reach for the Blood Drinker. But he didn't, because Wordless's ghostly eyes were staring at him.
There are no words, no words, and it is impossible to speak, but the red light in the eyes is even worse.
A thousand-year-old enemy!
"It's been a thousand years, and it's time for your lies to be revealed. Cang Ming sneered, "What if you take the knife, after a thousand years, you won't just have a pair of cheap bones left." ”
Soundfall also laughed, "But I can give him eternal life." ”
Cang Ming looked at the sound fall with a sideways face, and said in a cold voice: "The soul summoning flute is a thing in the Netherworld, you can't control it as a mortal, you can't even control your own life, what else can you talk about giving others eternal life!"
Yinluo paused and said, "Perhaps, didn't I come to Zhige City, aren't you also here for the treasures here?"
The immortal treasure is also very tempting to the demons. If you don't cultivate to the ultimate realm, no matter the gods and demons, you can't get rid of reincarnation, but you just push death backwards as your ability increases.
But Cang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't want eternal life, I just want my people to enjoy this life in peace." ”
Hearing this, Yin Yan fell into silence, his eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling the past, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but relax a little. The Sharpshooters will not let this opportunity go.
Just as the archers withdrew their hands to take the knife, Wuzi and Cang Ming also shot at the same time.
Soundfall snapped back, but it was too late.
However, just when they each thought they could get the blood-drinking knife, the knife suddenly disappeared!
"Huh?"
It was Wu Ming who was impatient, thinking that these guys would not use Lin Xujie to collect items, so he quietly took away the blood drinking knife.
They really won't?
No, no, no, Cang Ming and Soundfall won't be stupid to this extent, and there's only one reason - they don't have Lin Xusuke at all. Not every master can dare to try anything like the strange group of strange people in the Crazy Sword Gate. Although there is a ability to open a void above the realm of the void, the risk is greater than the actual benefit, and few people will take the risk of self-harm for the sake of an extra baggage. But once you have Linxusuke, many benefits are naturally manifested. For example: uh... It seems that it can only be loaded with things, but that's also a big benefit, isn't it?
Look at Wu Ming, wouldn't it be nice for people to quietly put the blood-drinking knife in front of them into their hands with Lin Xujie.
But this did not hide from the eyes of the sound fall, she already knew that Wu Ming had the ability to be in the void. However, judging from the current situation, the appearance of Cang Ming saved Wu Ming, as well as Qin Tian, and so far Cang Ming has not let go of Wu Ming, which makes Yin Ming misunderstand that Cang Ming is protecting Wu Ming.
When she thought about it, she was unhappy in her heart, and she was thinking about how to get out, after all, with the cultivation level of her own and the opponent's divine archers, plus Cang Ming, it was obviously impossible to beat. Moreover, after losing the Bloodthirsty Knife, Wordless seemed to become sluggish, which worried her. But thinking of the wordless now because of the blood-drinking knife, the flesh and blood on the body are reborn, although it is not fully reborn, will it be stronger? Thinking of this, the sound fell and remembered that the wordless is not completely reborn is probably the reason why one person's blood is not enough, maybe he should have killed another person directly at the beginning... It can't be helped, a woman's heart always thinks more...
Because of this thought, Yincheng glanced at Wu Ming, looking like he was going to eat people.
Wu Ming was stared at in the heart, pretending to be calm, and turned his head to look at the archer.
The Sharpshooter didn't care where the knife went, his eyes locked on Soundfall. If the opponent knew that Cang Ming had been sealed with magical power, the consequences would be more troublesome.
"Do you want to fight?" Soundfall also saw the Divine Archer and pointed the Soul Summoner Flute at him.
"Fight, where's Lao Tzu's knife?" Cang Ming roared.
Wu Ming suddenly laughed happily, he remembered his state of smoky miasma in the realm of the void, and the knife hand must have been contaminated with poison after receiving it, so they would ask for knives, so it would be better to give them away.
"In my case, if you fight, whoever wins will give it to whom. Wu Ming said with a grin.
When Cang Ming heard this, pressing down Wu Ming was a fat beating. scolded: "Boy, you are stubborn, how about you break my black spell again?"
"Stop, I'll give the skeleton the knife. Wu Ming struggled and shouted.
With this shout, Cang Mingzhen stopped, it seems that the blood-drinking knife is still very important to him.
Yincheng smiled on the side: "Little brother, don't be afraid, no matter what spell you fall into, I can solve it, just give me the knife." ”
Wu Ming will not trust anyone. But the knife was of no use to him now, and he was thinking about who it would be better.