Chapter 532: Strong Slash
In the blink of an eye, one old man was killed, and the other was freed. [Full text reading]
Everyone was taken aback, the He family had done it before. It was because he tasted the sweetness that he dared to attack Wei Wuji. But they never thought that Wei Wuji's strength was completely different from that of other sect disciples, and he was so strong that he could kill one person and defeat one person with one face!
"Oh no! everyone, be careful!" He Jiangtian was shocked and shouted loudly.
Wei Wuji did not slow down, the remaining momentum of the long sword remained unchanged, and a sword pierced into the body of the retreating old man.
The old man screamed, Wei Wuji held it in the air with one hand, the long sword was drawn from his body, and a stream of blood rushed to S, splashing three feet away.
At this time, the old woman attacked Wei Wuji's approach, poof! The dragon's mouth of the stainless steel dragon head staff was wide open, and a potion sprayed away, and within a few feet, it was all shrouded. Followed by several steel needles and S from the dragon's head staff, they went out together.
Such an attack must be described as fierce, and several of the sect disciples who were killed before died under the plot of the dragon's head staff. But this time it didn't succeed, Wei Wuji's body was as light as smoke, and he disappeared with the wind. The next moment, the injured old man next to him screamed, and was bullied by Wei Wuji to come forward and completely wiped out.
The horror in the hearts of He Jiangtian and the old woman was incomprehensible, it was like the sky was falling apart, the four of them shot together, and in the blink of an eye that couldn't breathe, two people died, who is this Wei Wuji?
Both of them knew that if they didn't take Wei Wuji down today, the family would fall apart tomorrow. At the moment, there was only a desperate fight, and the two exchanged glances and attacked Wei Wuji together.
When was it, these Qi Refining Realm cultivators were all high-ranking existences in Wei Wuji's eyes. I have been hit by these people several times* into a desperate situation and fled for my life in embarrassment. But now, these so-called powerhouses, masters of the Qi Refining True Realm, are like children in front of him.
Refining these people who take the Qi Gathering Pill, forcibly condense the innate true qi, and advance to the Qi Refining Realm are not considered real Qi Refining Realm cultivators at all.
Wei Wuji let out a long roar, flew up to meet him, and waved it with one palm, and the sound of the bell and stone was stirring, and the steel dragon head staff in the old woman's hand was bent by a palm, like a hook.
The old woman staggered back, her hands dripping with blood, poof!
He Jiangtian's long sword came from the side, and Wei Wuji swept over with a sword ray, and the opponent's long sword was cut in two, but the sword was castrated, cutting off one of He Jiangtian's arms and falling to the ground.
Ahh
Wei Wuji was about to chase after him, but the old woman pounced on him.
At this time, the old woman was unkempt, like a crazy woman on the street, with dark fingers, teeth and claws, almost crazy.
"Poisonous people, you actually endured the pain of burning your heart and turned into a poisonous person?"
Wei Wuji was familiar with pharmacology, and immediately recognized the old woman in front of him, who had already inspired himself to kill at the end, and evolved into a poisonous person, and his strength had also increased several times, and he wanted to die with him.
The old woman's eyes flashed with two green lights, sticky blood flowed from her mouth, and a low beast-like roar came out of her throat, looking at Wei Wuji, who no longer looked like a human.
For poisonous people who are covered in poison, even if they are stained with a little, they will be poisoned in an instant. Wei Wuji retreated backwards, and instantly disappeared a few feet away.
The old woman roared, spat out a poisonous gas from her mouth, and rushed towards Wei Wuji frantically.
Wei Wuji instantly took out several long swords, Zheng Zheng Zheng! The long sword flew S, and one after another practiced sword light, instantly penetrating into the old woman's body, and the remaining momentum remained unchanged, flying away with the other party, nailing it to the big tree in the courtyard.
The old woman was in agony, tearing her clothes apart, revealing her toxin-infested, dark skin. The veins on her body bulged and squirmed, as if there were worms crawling in her body. In the terrible howl, a wisp of smoke and dust suddenly floated from her chest, and a green fire burned in her heart, from the inside and out, instantly burning the position of the heart, and a large D with blurred blood.
The old woman screamed and struggled desperately, her hands to the sky, scratching desperately. However, all this was to no avail, and the green fire burned all over the body in the blink of an eye. In three breaths, the old woman was burned to the ground, leaving only a skeleton hanging from a tree and swaying in the wind.
Wei Wuji had only seen the method of poisoning people from the sect's classics, but he had not seen it with his own eyes. Now I am secretly shocked to see the tragic situation of the old woman being burned to death by poisonous fire.
At this time, He Jiangtian, the head of the He family, had already fled and disappeared.
Wei Wuji hurriedly chased out, a few ups and downs, and got out of the mansion and came outside. In front of him was a flat meadow, and there was a black crowd in front of him, about a thousand people, each holding a bow and arrow, aiming at him.
"The children of the family obey the order! S kills this Y thief, and the family will be given a first-class meritorious service!" He Jiangtian stood in the crowd and ordered loudly.
A chord of shock, converging into a huge wave.
Arrows were fired in unison, and the sound of whining arrows was heard in the void. Countless arrows and small black dots suddenly grew bigger in Wei Wuji's eyes, and they came towards him.
Wei Wuji let out a long roar, the sound shook the sky, and he rose up in one step, hovering above the sky, whirring! The artistic conception of the wind evolved into a hurricane, the void air flow was disordered, and the wind suddenly rose.
The flying arrows were suddenly messy in the wind, Wei Wuji gestured with both hands, and the arrows turned around and rushed towards the opposing crowd.
The arrows fell in reverse, and many people fell to the ground screaming, wounded and killed.
"The clansmen of the He family, the children of the family, all obey my orders and swear to kill this Y thief murderer!" He Jiangtian looked hideous and howled loudly.
There was a family head who was ordering, and the children of the He family shouted loudly, swore not to let go, and continued to open their bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows continued to come to Wei Wuji.
"Noise!"
Wei Wuji let out a cold snort, and the sound blended into the phantom sound of Tiansheng Island, with the majesty of the superior, as if it was a very penetrating steel needle, directly piercing into the heads of everyone on the scene.
Many people who were not strong enough were bleeding from their mouths, holding their heads, and squatting on the ground in pain. Some even fell to the ground and fainted.
However, this cold cry is only the beginning of Wei Wuji's methods.
Whew! A ripple visible in the R eye, centered on Wei Wuji, pushed towards the void in front of him. The arrows in the air, after the ripples swept by, there was an instant stagnation.
Wei Wuji walked forward, volleying into the wind. Wherever he passed, the arrows in the air were swept away by the wind, and under his feet, they merged into a river of arrows.
He came in a volley posture, like a god from above, stepping on an arrow hanging from the river.
More than 1,000 people at the scene were all stunned. The strength displayed by Wei Wuji was simply incredible, completely beyond the scope of everyone's understanding. Everyone couldn't help but wonder who the other person really was, and some people began to doubt the words of the head of the family.