Chapter 393: Black Mine Spirit
"Hmph! Do we need to inform you of what we are doing in the six doors? Zeng Fang, I advise you to be arrested, looking at your brother Zeng Xun's face, I can spare your life for the time being, and take you to the capital to be tried, if you want to resist, then pay for the lives of the one hundred and thirty-seven people in Daliu Village!"
Wang Weizheng pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed at Zeng Fang, the cyan gas on the sword was swallowing, and a small crack appeared on the table.
"Hey, hey, the six doors are really hypocritical, if you want to fight, you can fight, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Zeng Fang had a gray qi attached to his hand, and as soon as he grasped Wang Wei's long sword, his other hand silently moved towards his chest.
And Wang Wei is worthy of being a strong man in the Soul Realm, he suddenly turned the hilt of his sword, flicked open Zeng Fang's palm, and stabbed straight towards his chest, the killing intent was boiling, and the gang qi was full of energy, and the table and stool were instantly torn apart by the gang qi of the two.
At this moment, the two of them only felt as if their bodies had been hammered by a heavy hammer, and they instantly smashed through the wall and flew out.
"Soul Realm powerhouse!"
The two people who flew out shouted in shock.
"You two, if you want to fight out, do you know how expensive the things you broke just now!? A table is worth tens of thousands of taels, if you don't compensate me for a while, I will let both of you pay for my table!"
A roar of rage reached their ears, almost bursting the eardrums of the guests in the inn.
"And you! If you want to do it later, you will also be done in my inn, otherwise I will chop you to make steamed buns! Hmph! I don't know what bad luck has fallen today, and there are so many troublesome people. β
The woman in the black dress swept her eyes over the people with weapons on the table, as well as the people dressed as merchant guards, and finally glanced at the people in the Nine Shadows Hall and the young priest who still had an indifferent face and didn't seem to be affected by what happened just now.
She is influenced by daytime walking, and now she also likes to drink a cup of tea after meals, but she likes clear tea to strong tea.
The teacup was her own, and the tea was also her own, and there was a leaf floating on the tea, not a tea leaf, but a leaf that she was used to killing.
Hearing the roar of the woman in the black dress, all of the people present looked at the woman in the black dress in shock, except for Shao Si Ming.
Those two people just now...... It should be a powerhouse in the Soul Realm, right? It was so easy for the wine glass shopkeeper to fly out with a bang?
And the two people who fell outside the inn also looked at the woman in the black dress with a serious face, and they didn't make any more moves, but they were still wary of each other.
"Do you want to fight? There's a yellow finch here that could easily kill us. β
Zeng Fang's hand appeared gray again, the fingers of the five fingers opened slightly, the air around the palm vibrated slightly, and a layer of metallic luster gradually spread from his fingers to his wrist.
Just as he was about to make a palm, the long sword in Wang Wei's hand shook, and the qi extended along the long sword, and the speed was extremely fast, and it shot into Zeng Fang's chest in an instant.
At the same time, he shouted: "The six of you are also up, for this kind of scum in the rivers and lakes, there is no need to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes." β
The other six catchers glanced at each other, nodded, and the aura on their bodies was released, and they stepped on the ground and attacked Zeng Fang from six different places.
"It's disgusting, it's so high-sounding to grab something, but you think I'm able to rely on these miscellaneous pieces?
Zeng Fang sneered, slapped the ground with both hands, his body rose with the momentum, his feet spun like a windmill, and Ding Ding Ding twisted the long sword like attacking six seventh-rank headhunters.
A pair of hands are gray and iron-colored, and dozens of palms are clapped in a second, like a hundred ghosts crying, more than a dozen gray gangqi flying between his palms, looming, as if there is a tragic death of evil ghosts, opening his blood basin and chewing on the souls of people who are still screaming.
The six seventh-rank catchers who were knocked out screamed, their eyes suddenly became blank, their bodies smashed to the ground, and they stopped moving after a few convulsions.
Even the people in the inn were in a trance, as if something was about to fly out of their heads.
Wang Wei's pupils shrank sharply, and the long sword suddenly retracted, and thrust downward, like a tofu into the ground.
He clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the qi in his body flowed through the meridians and bones of his body like a wild horse galloping, causing his body to make a burst of sounds, and the black gold-rimmed robe on his body was propped up by the qi, becoming bulging and swollen.
"Hah!"
Just as Zeng Fang's iron soul palm was about to slap him, his eyes opened suddenly, his mouth widened, and a small sword with a transparent body and surging air flow shot out suddenly, stabbing towards Zeng Fang's eyebrows.
The speed is as fast as shuttling through space, passing through the eyebrows in an instant, and passing by in a blink of an eye.
A little red gradually appeared between Zeng Fang's eyebrows, and the cracks became bigger and bigger, gradually turning into a thin slit, and the blood bubbled outward like a spring.
"Ten years of wolf teeth, three inches of sword in the mouth, it's really good perseverance...... Boom!"
After Zeng Fang finished speaking, he reached the ground in an instant, smashed the fallen leaves on the ground and flew all over the sky, and a few leaves were dotted with a few points of red.
However, the gray iron color in his hand quickly spread throughout his body, and a scream sounded from his body, accompanied by countless chewing sounds.
After a while, Zeng Fang's corpse dissipated into the air, and the gray that enveloped him gradually dissipated.
"This is the fate of refining the palm with the human soul, the holy hand of the Zeng family has heard of it all over the world, a pair of iron palms cut the human soul, but how many people know how many people's lives are needed to practice this iron palm. β
Looking at Zeng Fang's fate, Wang Wei secretly said in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly searched on Zeng Fang's body, he didn't forget the powerful shopkeeper in the inn.
Even if the shopkeeper didn't do anything, there was still a group of wolf-like guys inside, and now he was not sure that he would be able to escape in the face of too many such people.
He was weak, so weak that even a slightly stronger Refining Realm could kill him.
He searched through the clothes left in Zeng Fang for a long time, and his face gradually became extremely ugly from the extremely vigilant at the beginning, as if he had eaten stool.
He muttered in disbelief, "How could it be? How could it not be? What about the thing? Where did the thing go? I saw him take the black mine spirit from ...... before."
Wang Wei suddenly covered his mouth, looked around vigilantly, and was relieved to find that no one seemed to hear, but then a lazy voice made his body stiffen.
"I just heard you say...... Black Thunder Spirit?"
He clicked his neck around and found that the woman in the black dress who had blasted them out of the inn was already standing behind him, and he chuckled in his heart, knowing that something was wrong.
"Senior, you heard me wrong, we are just competing for an ordinary soul-entering aura, and the best soul-entering aura like the Black Land Thunder Spirit can't be snatched by us. His face didn't change.
"Are you thinking I'm a fool?" the woman in the black dress grabbed Wang Wei's neck and lifted him up with a smile.
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