"You despicable......" The spirit master felt a crisp numbness spread from his shoulders to his whole body quickly, like a tide that overflowed his body, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and a weakness that he had never felt before made his body soften suddenly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A touch of despair rose in his heart for no reason, he never thought that Zhan Wusheng would be so mysterious and cunning, as soon as he made a move, he not only killed his companions in a sneak attack, but also made him highly poisonous, that is to say, as soon as he made a move, the two strongest of them were abolished, and now although there are more than ten spirit disciples and post-level warriors, but the spirit masters are all abolished, can these spirit disciples really stay in Zhan Wudi?

"It's a pity...... Zhan Wufang put away his double swords, glanced coldly at the spirit disciples around him, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way for me, go back and tell Murong Qianye what I said." If he dares to touch my friend, he will do so at his own risk!"

The group of spirit disciples were stunned by the roar of Zhan Wuxian, and they were actually intimidated by the momentum of Zhan Wulife, and retreated a few steps back, but they didn't dare to get out of the way and let Zhan Wuxing leave. Although Zhan Wusheng killed the spirit master among them in an instant just now, and the other spirit master was also hit, but they were the soldiers of the Murong family, if they didn't even have the courage to fight, how to explain to the head of the family when they returned to Gusu.

"Kill him......" the spirit master roared, but at this moment he had no strength to make a move, so he could only gasp on the ground.

"Kill ......" Hearing the shouts of the spirit master, the more than ten spirit disciple level warriors suddenly pounced. For a while, the sword light and sword shadow instantly enveloped layers of snares around Zhan Wusheng's body.

"Look for death!" Zhan Wusheng snorted coldly, his body spun, and he suddenly pounced in one direction, and the moment his body pounced, the two arm knives cut outward like open wings, and his figure faded in the sword, disappearing like a gust of wind, and when he reappeared, he had merged into the flow of people.

"Ding, ding......" A series of golden and iron resonances sounded, and the figure of Zhan Wuxian disappeared, and it had passed through the two figures on the side, and behind him, two blood flowers shot out, and the upper bodies of the two Murong family soldiers who rushed towards Zhan Wufu suddenly slipped down, and the two of them turned into four pieces, and were cut off by the blades of Zhan Wu.

The speed of the battle was too fast, and in a flash, he rushed out of the encirclement of the group.

The lifeless figure stood outside the circle, turned and slanted at the several figures that were sprayed with blood. When they chased after Zhan Wusheng, they found that Zhan Wusheng was gone, and the blood of their companions sprayed all over their faces, and they froze for a moment, and the originally menacing attack was like a duck with its neck choked, quieting down.

The streets of Tangxian Town were silent all of a sudden, there were screams of children and women in the distance, and the blood that was shooting had a strange feeling......

Still, dead silence, as if everyone's breath was clear. The arms of the soldiers of the Murong family trembled slightly, and an inexplicable fear surged in their hearts. If Zhan Wusheng killed the strongest Spirit Master level powerhouse in their team at the beginning and seriously injured the other, they felt that it was a surprise attack and a fluke, then the bloody fact in front of them told them that they were also spiritual disciple cultivators, and they were nothing in the eyes of Zhan Wusheng.

No one wants to die, no one thinks it's a sin to live, and at this time, Zhan Wusheng tells them with the facts that if they really want to make a move, the next corpse lying on the ground will be them.

"Alright...... I've already brought it, if Murong Qianye really wants what he wants, he has to show some sincerity. You can go back and talk back!" Zhan Wuming shook the blood stains on the blade, although his arm knife was not forged by a spirit craftsman, but it was made of top-grade spirit iron, and a person with infinite strength like Yongxing repeatedly smelted, the sharpness was unimaginable, even if the spirit could not really be injected into it, he could directly cut the opponent's body with his strength.

A group of Murong family warriors looked at each other, but no one had the courage to rush to the battle for their lives, and the poisoned spirit master was very weak at the moment, and he no longer had the strength to give orders.

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In the tower not far from the Datang Restaurant, an old man looked indifferently at all that happened in front of the Datang Restaurant, and a faint surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Master, should we make a move?" asked a middle-aged man behind the old man lightly.

The old man glanced back at the middle-aged man and asked indifferently, "If you make a move, how sure are you that you can beat him?"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, thought about it, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Fifty percent ......" but soon said with some hesitation: "No!"

The old man chuckled lightly and said lightly: "You didn't overestimate that young man, even if you make a move, you are only forty percent sure, and the last person to die is very likely to be you." Even if you are already a mid-level spiritual master, the other party seems to only have the peak of a spiritual disciple. ”

"But sir, you will definitely be able to overcome him......" the middle-aged man said.

"Do you think it's necessary for me to take this risk?" the old man asked rhetorically.

The middle-aged man was stunned, thought about it, and shook his head, whether it was him or the master, he was not completely sure, unless he and the master joined forces to mobilize more warriors to besiege the young man. But that was a disgrace to the old man's face, and he didn't know what hole cards the other party had, was there any need for the Tang family to take such a risk?

"You are not stupid, although I may be able to beat that young man, but this son is extremely weird, Murong Qi's cultivation is not weaker than yours, but he is inexplicably powerless, I am afraid that he has been poisoned by some strange poison, Hu Dingfeng, who came to my Tang Immortal Town with Murong Qi, has not appeared in that Tang Restaurant, I am afraid that it is already more auspicious. Neither of them is weaker than your spirit master, plus more than a dozen spirit disciple elite soldiers, just to deal with a small spirit disciple, and also lose troops, it can be seen that this kid must not be underestimated. Although our Tang family is a vassal of the Murong family, Murong Qi did not inform our Tang family when he appeared, and he acted quietly, so we can pretend not to know. Even if Murong Qianye knows, there is no reason to blame us. So, there is no need for us to take such a risk at all. The old man said indifferently.

"The master has taught me a lesson. The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and immediately nodded. Curiously asked, "I wonder why he's so powerful as a little spirit disciple." ”

"It's normal, although this young man is only a spiritual apprentice level cultivator, but he is not an ordinary spiritual cultivator, the blade has passed, it is very weird, and it is a set of combat skills that we can't understand. The body is light, the blade is weird, and the footsteps are strange. There are a lot of secrets on this son, but I'm afraid it's not something we can peep into. The old man analyzed lightly.

"Combat skills?" the middle-aged man looked surprised.

"There are many primitive tribes in the Great Wilderness who have preserved some ancient heritage, although they are not spiritual, but their warriors are very brave, many of them can kill spiritual cultivators even if they are not spiritual, because they practice physical methods, and their combat skills can be said to be a high-level physical method, and their physical bodies are strong, flexible, and their strength is fierce and often has unimaginable miraculous effects. The old man nodded and explained.

"That's the case!" The middle-aged man suddenly understood, he dispelled the idea of helping the Murong family's warriors, since Murong Qi came and didn't reveal his identity, he could completely pretend to be stupid and say that he didn't know at all. Even if these people died in Tang Immortal Town, Murong Qianye had no reason to settle accounts with himself.

Once he came forward, it meant that he knew about this matter, and if he didn't help Murong Qianye do it, he would be blamed by Murong Qianye.

"Tell the others not to provoke that young man for the time being, he will definitely not stay here for long if he makes such a big move here, and he should leave soon, not much. The old man said solemnly.

"My subordinates will do it!" the middle-aged man nodded affirmatively.

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Zhan Wusheng no longer paid attention to those frightened Murong family soldiers, strode to the manger outside the Tang Restaurant, relieved the two wild horses, and ignored Murong Qi and those soldiers who had no courage to attack, and rode directly to the west.

Murong Qi didn't have the heart to pay attention to the battle at the moment, and he was cross-legged on the street to force the poison, but it was a pity that he found that the little spiritual energy that was poisonous to the invasion of the body was like a drop in the bucket, and the whole person's consciousness became more and more confused, and finally he felt something gushing out of his body, and a cloud of blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

"Qi Shi ......" Several soldiers of the Murong family suddenly found a reasonable excuse and immediately surrounded Murong Qi, and in the face of this toxicity, everyone was helpless.

"Wait for me...... Wait for me......" Zhan Wusheng didn't care about those Murong family warriors anymore, and was about to leave Tang Immortal Town directly, when there was a shout from behind him, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look, and suddenly found a fat man running frantically behind his horse, shouting and waiting as he ran.

Zhan Wuming was slightly stunned, because he found that the fat man who was chasing after him turned out to be Huang Bin, who had helped him see his face in the restaurant just now. He didn't know if this fat man would be hated by the Murong family when he called him in front of so many people, and he couldn't figure out what purpose this fat man had for calling himself at this time.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Wuxuan asked lightly as he looked at the panting fat man.

"Can you take me with you? Huang Bin asked with a serious face, he was still holding a large plate of beast meat in his hand. Zhan Wudi didn't find out when the fat man quietly went back to the Tang Restaurant and brought the cooked beast meat he ordered.

"Why?" Zhan Wuxian asked in amazement.

"I've always wanted to go out and have a look, but I haven't had the courage, you just asked me, did you calculate for yourself, I did, the hexagram shows that I can only be rich and rich if I follow you......," the fat man Huang Bin replied with a serious face.

"Follow me to be rich and rich...... "Zhan Wu's head is big for a while, this dead fat man can't really be a magic stick, he still believes in this thing."

"That's right, the hexagram shows that, so please let me follow you all the time, okay?" said the fat man Huang Bin expectantly.

"We don't know each other...... ...... the battle" smiled and did not answer, and with a flick of the reins, the wild horse immediately ran westward.

"I'm going to follow you......" The fat man Huang Bin actually ignored him when he saw that Zhan Wuxian was dead, and couldn't help but whisper anxiously, chasing after Zhan Wulife.