Chapter Seventy-Three: How Far the Autumn Wind Kills (Part I)

Wang Shi's expression suddenly softened, and the surging murderous aura also calmed down, and he began to drink the dull wine again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The actor smiled and said, "You are so confident in those friends of yours?"

"I'm also confident in myself. ”

has already made the words clear, so it will definitely not be easy for Wang Shi to leave and rush back to the cottage. The game set up here will definitely not be so easy. In that case, it is better to do your best to deal with the matter in front of you.

The drama added wine and said: "The autumn wind is more slaughtering, I don't know how to kill?"

"Kill until no one comes. ”

"I'll wait for you to return, and then I'll talk to you. ”

Wang Shi drank the last glass of thin wine, and a smile began to appear on the corner of his mouth.

The light moon has been hidden in the lonely mountain, the fog on the lake is thick to the extreme, the wild boat that the drama is riding is gradually hidden in it, and the unique cold of autumn begins to condense at dawn.

The cups and plates on the stone table were a little messy, and the lake outside was exceptionally quiet, but Wang Shi was the only one left in the pavilion, which was particularly lonely and sad.

If the person in front of him is not a "drama", he can really be a confidant who talks about everything.

Looking at the play gradually moving away, Wang Shi did not make a move.

This time it will be the alliance between the dynasty and the immortal clan, and there will also be the former opponent Li Mingzhi. Wang Shi may not be able to cope with it with all his strength, and at this time, it is too difficult to add a play that he can't see through at all. On top of that, he had to rush back to the cottage. The pressure on the cottage may not be much lighter than here.

Compared with the last battle of Nanze and Northern Xinjiang, this time it must be a battle between the king and the immortal lord, and all their strength will be pressed. Even if there is a hole card in his hand, Wang Shi is not fifty percent sure that there will be no accidents.

The drowsy surface of the river, like a hangover half-awake person, the heavy mist decorated the shape of the wind, and shrouded Wang Shi's body, as if a huge beast was rolling.

The cold qi in his body was hooked out, and Wang Shi coughed softly.

I just learned the art of skewering needles, and I can't even learn it, and the disease in my body is still stubborn and cannot be eradicated. It is really tricky to relapse at this critical moment. This is an important factor that affects combat power, and can even determine all life and death.

There was no sound of fish jumping out of the water, no sound of water flowing, only the wind blowing the fog and making an extremely slight sound, which made the place seem quieter.

"Ahem......"

Wang Shi was still coughing, and just as he was about to raise his head, a strange light struck.

The knife cut through the tofu-like softness, brushed Wang Shi's cheeks, broke the skin, cut the blood vessels, and cut off a few strands of hair.

The sound of a fish entering the water!

It seems that it took a long time to pass it on.

During this time, all the movements slowed down, because the light was so fast, that all the movements were slowed down.

The imprisoned mist, the dead fish, returned to their original trajectory.

A tiny wave rolled up.

It seems like a trivial thing.

Wang Shi's coughing continued to come out.

A few strands of hair fell down and fell onto the bluestone slab, scattered into a mess.

Tick, tick, tick......

Blood dripped down the slightest trace of his face.

Shadow Blade!

The attack just now, only the Shadow Blade could send it out! It was so silent, and the speed was extremely fast, if it weren't for Wang Shi's reaction was also quite fast, and he sensed the murderous aura in advance, and that strong physique, the attack just now was enough to make his head roll down.

However, the unique aura on the Shadow Blade makes it impossible for the injured to recover in a short period of time.

Here it comes?

Wang Shi was shocked in his heart, and immediately tensed!

Judging from the previous attacks from the Shadow Blade, the strength of the manipulator is at least invisible. The king and the immortal lord didn't come? but someone with a weapon of murder came? So...... The king and others went to the cottage?

After getting this inference, Wang Shi no longer hesitated, held the demon knife and hated killing, stepped out, and rushed out of the hexagonal pavilion. He wants to solve the trouble here in the shortest possible time and rush back to the cottage.

Fish leap out of the water!

The bright red fish is very beautiful, but when it jumps to the top, it suddenly turns into powder and drifts away little by little.

Don't be a shadow!

The pupil technique in Wang Shi's left eye was cast, and he noticed the criss-crossing silk threads on the water surface.

It is these threads that split the jumping fish into powder. Even the blood was cut into powder, unable to flow, and floating in the air. If you hadn't just learned the art of needles, you wouldn't have been able to spot these subtle and weird threads.

On the surface of the lake, there was a sudden wind, and ripples passed over.

The silk thread was instantly retracted, and the heaven and earth were styled into countless lattices, nothing could hide the figure, and this silk thread was enough to cut any of them into powder.

Wild Dragon Strength!

The cyan energy instantly diffused, condensing into cyan runes, covering Wang Shi's skin, making him like a desolate ancient demon, extremely demonic.

Wang Shi stepped out in one step!

There are many subtle things in the field of vision of the other heavenly shadows.

The surface of the water beneath his feet suddenly bent, and the intertwined silk threads on it looked like a big fish breaking into a net, and although it was badly dented, not a single one of them broke.

"So high?"

Urging the desolate dragon strength with all his might, the condensed power was not weaker than the heavy hammer of the flower iron pillar, and he didn't even break the silk thread under his feet at all. Wang Shi's vigilance rose again, even if the other party was not a king, he couldn't slack off. This has at least reached the level of a quasi-immortal weapon.

The king and the immortal lord went to the cottage, and some of the remaining people who swore to death came to manipulate these big killing weapons and come here to destroy the king stone!

The corners of Wang Shi's mouth smiled slightly, and he smiled in his heart: "Aren't you afraid that I will rob your immortal weapon?"

Tianyan God Machine Disk!

The entire Guxia Lake has become a world of silk threads!

The old man in a black-and-white checkered robe quickly absorbed the power of the three hundred and eighty-one children of the Chess Immortal Clan behind him, in order to urge the quasi-immortal weapon in his hand.

Although with the top strength of the old man's Wuxiang Shenyin, it is impossible to completely urge the "Tianyan Divine Machine", but it is enough to trap Wang Shi, a person who is not far away from the Shenyin.

The two quasi-immortal weapons are enough to strangle most of the Divine Hidden Realm!

Wang Shi took countless steps in an instant, layers of phantoms overlapping, and in the end, the scene was nothing more than him sliding on the water, startling a line of waves.

And in the microcosm, the Desolate Dragon Pattern Seal doesn't know how many times it has collided with the Tianyan Divine Machine. It is not so much that Wang Shi is walking on the water, but that he is moving in a forest of nets. He was able to twist the silk thread with brute force and break a way, but he couldn't destroy the Tianyan Divine Disk.

If the king or the immortal lord came to operate these quasi-immortal weapons, trapping Wang Shi would definitely be a sure thing. However, manipulating quasi-immortal weapons, where is it so easy. Even the king and the immortal lord may be sucked dry, and the best result is serious injury. Attacking and killing Wang Shi, eight quasi-immortal weapons, and a group of dead soldiers are enough, not to mention that the main force is not them, but the sword immortal clan.

Wang Shi's footsteps lightly touched the surface of the water, ready to take off into the air, and get rid of the entanglement of this Heavenly Divine Machine. Here, his combat power is too limited.

The water is broken!

The gray and hideous poisonous dragon roared out, instantly binding Wang Shi in it.

The silt-like liquid mixed into a ball, and immediately submerged Wang Shi, and there was no time to react at all. And the poison contained in this liquid is not weaker than the poison on the hands of the oil flower.

Murderous realm, open!

The scarlet murderous aura swept through in an instant, cutting the poisonous dragon through cracks and exploding open.

His eyes have turned red!

Wang Shi calmly looked at the water.

The gray liquid dripped like hot oil into the water, evaporating a large area of water. However, the liquid quickly coalesced and formed the Poison Dragon again.

Break!

The water surface under his feet was pierced, splashing a column of water that reached the sky, and a total of nine poisonous dragons meandered and circled, overlooking Wang Shi, and rushed down quickly.

Demon Flame Dynasty, Jiuli Poison Dragon! It is also a quasi-immortal weapon!

As soon as Wang Shi's eyes turned, the murderous aura around his body condensed into countless bloody blades, like a roaring army, entangled with the nine hideous poisonous dragons.

Even though Wang Shi used the Wild Dragon Strength to form a defense around his body, without the slightest loophole, he still clearly sensed that a trace of poison was invading his body.

The poison carried by this quasi-immortal weapon is completely defenseless! If the poison in the body accumulates too much over time, Wang Shi will definitely be affected. Every quasi-immortal artifact is not so simple. If you play it right, you can completely strangle him.

Majestic Seal!

The golden-purple mountains descended, and countless runes emerged, condensing huge characters, and suppressed them!

Use the Tianyan Divine Machine to bind Wang Shi, use the Jiuli Poison Dragon to interfere, and then use several quasi-immortal weapons to attack and kill, allowing Wang Shi to have the ability to reach the sky, I am afraid that he will also drink hatred.

......

The speed at which the boat floated was not very fast.

The actor stood at the head of the boat, looking at the small pavilion that was gradually moving away, and watching the waves that gradually set off. The thick fog was no longer an obstacle, and the battle scene there could be clearly seen.

Let the Yin and Yang Envoys find the King and the Immortal Lord, just so that they can join forces to besiege Wang Shi again. And the rebels led by Xuanyuan Ang will not make much move.

This short period of time was the only chance for the king and the immortal lord to clear the trouble! they had to come, and it was undoubtedly the best opportunity to be able to isolate Wang Shi alone. What's more, Li Mingzhi's exit has also become an important factor.

The actor wasn't too worried about the ending, because he knew that the ending would be as he thought.

Even if Nanze lost a little bit in the battle with Northern Xinjiang, it did not affect the real overall situation. Wang Shi still walked into his plan step by step as expected.

"It's a good thing to drink with you. I'm also looking forward to you getting out of my grasp. An eerie smile appeared on the black and white mask, gradually hiding in the thick fog.