"It's been more than half a year, why haven't these two boys come out yet?"

"Who knows? It's not going to be dead in there, is it?"

"Did you find that we were guarding outside, so you didn't dare to come out?"

......

In the mountains and forests outside the Jiuqu Immortal Valley, some immortal cultivators were talking.

From the sky, as far as the eye can see, the mountains and forests are full of cultivators. Some people even built small cabins in it, apparently staying here for a long time.

The masters of the five major sects, as well as those powerhouses at the level of the true king, did not retreat one by one, but more and more powerhouses rushed here.

As old monsters who have been practicing for one or two hundred years, they have good patience, and as long as they don't get the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren for a day, they won't retreat for a day.

"This kid has made such a show, but it's okay, there are so many strong people here, even if he comes out alive, he doesn't want to leave this place alive. On a mountain peak, Bai Yan said gloomily.

Next to him was his father, Bai Xuesong, the deputy head of the Shenwu Sect.

"Don't be too careless, this time the sect master and the great elder are here, obviously to protect this kid. Bai Xuesong said in a deep voice.

"Father, don't worry, I have already issued a mission in the Blood Cloud Tower, ask their killer to kill Wang Feng, this time it will be absolutely foolproof. Bai Yan hurriedly said.

Bai Xuesong nodded appreciatively and said, "Very good, over the years, you have indeed become much more stable." Although there are so many people here, Wang Feng is difficult to fly, but he is not afraid of 10,000, just in case, as long as there is a killer of the Blood Cloud Building as the hole card. Then Wang Feng will definitely die this time. ”

"It's just the inheritance of these Jiuqu Sanren ......" A scorching light appeared in Bai Yan's eyes.

White Cedar shook his head. said: "People die for money, birds die for food." Greed drives people crazy. ”

"But father, if you get the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren, then you will definitely have a chance to advance to the realm of the True King. Bai Yan said urgently.

Bai Xuesong snorted coldly: "The masters of the five major sects, plus the true king-level powerhouses in secret, there are more than a dozen people, not to mention. There are also hundreds of True Monarch-level powerhouses here, how can we get the inheritance. Once you fight for the inheritance without authorization, you will inevitably be besieged. Even the powerhouses of the True King level have the possibility of falling. ”

When Bai Yan heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he was indeed stunned by the greed in his heart just now.

This inheritance is indeed not something they are qualified to meddle in.

"Whew!"

On the mountain peak not far away, a familiar figure descended from the sky.

The surrounding True Martial Sect disciples all showed shocked expressions.

"It's Senior Brother Hao!"

"Senior Brother Hao recently retreated to impact the True Monarch realm, and it seems that he has really succeeded in stepping into the True Monarch realm. ”

"Yes, you see. Senior Brother Hao's current temperament is very similar to that of Senior Brother. He has definitely stepped into the realm of the True Monarch. ”

......

A group of true disciples of the Shenwu Sect were talking about it.

High in the air, Hao Dafei stepped down into the air and flew towards the peak where the Shenwu Sect Master and the Great Elder were located.

"I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Wang would make such a big move, and he really deserves to be a genius at the demon level. Hao Dafei looked at the immortal cultivators all over the mountains and fields, and sighed secretly.

He knew that even if Wang Feng obtained the inheritance of the Jiuqu San people this time and came out alive from it, he might not be able to escape from the siege of so many strong people.

......

Jiuqu Immortal Valley, in the tomb road, Wang Feng is still holding against Mr. Nine.

From beginning to end, Mr. Nine did not dare to approach Wang Feng, and still watched Wang Feng not far away, waiting for Wang Feng to die slowly.

"Your cowardly appearance is really disappointing, I think if the predecessors of Jiuqu Sanren were still alive, they would definitely not recognize you as a waste descendant. Wang Feng's hoarse voice sounded in the tomb.

He felt that he was about to reach his limit, his physical body was about to collapse, and he was only barely surviving on the World Tree now.

He wanted to lure Mr. Nine to get close to him and then deliver a killer blow, but unfortunately Mr. Nine was very timid and was not fooled from beginning to end.

"Hehe, go ahead, I'm going to see how long you can last. Take your time, I'm not in a hurry, what I have is time. Mr. Nine's solemn laughter made the dark tomb road a little more gloomy and terrifying.

Last time, he was completely frightened by Wang Feng's Xuanming Finger, and now he is killing him, and he doesn't dare to approach Wang Feng.

As for Wang Feng's ridicule, he didn't care, not to mention that there was no one here, even if there were other people, he didn't care at all.

In his opinion, as long as Wang Feng died and got the key to the inheritance land, he would be able to get the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren.

When the time comes, it will not be a problem for him to step into the realm of the true monarch and be promoted to the realm of the true king.

Later, he became the true king, and who would dare to say that he was cowardly?

Mr. Nine doesn't care about the process, he only cares about the result, many years later, people will no longer remember the genius Wang Feng, but will only know that he is a powerhouse at the level of a true king.

"Wang Feng, Wang Feng, let your talent and strength be amazing, you will eventually die in my hands. Mr. Nine sneered.

"Even if I die, I won't die at your hands, and you're not qualified to kill me. Wang Feng snorted coldly.

"Then you will kill yourself, and then I will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and then bury your ashes in a dung pit. By the way, I'll inquire about your family's whereabouts and send them down to reunite with you. Mr. Nine smiled grimly, his eyes full of resentment.

When Wang Feng heard this, two incomparable murderous auras suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the cold gaze made Mr. Dejiu can't help but take a few steps back.

"What do you see, you have the ability to come out and kill me!" Mr. Jiu thought that he was actually frightened away by the eyes of a dying man, and suddenly felt angry in his heart, and shouted angrily at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng stared at him coldly and said word by word: "I will make your death ugly." ”

His family is his backscale, and Mr. Nine's provocation made him burst out with a terrifying murderous aura from the bottom of his heart.

"It's a pity that you don't have this opportunity, you're going to die soon. Mr. Nine sneered. There was no fear at all. Because in his eyes. Wang Feng has already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot.

"Really?" Wang Feng suddenly stood up slowly, and his thin body began to emit bursts of faint light.

"How is it possible, you still have a true yuan ......" Mr. Jiu's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he took a few steps back, his face full of vigilance

"Xuanming ......" Wang Feng just wanted to cast the Xuanming Finger, but before he could activate the supernatural power seed, the whole person seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body. fell to the ground.

"Click!"

Mr. Nine even heard the sound of bones shattering.

Obviously, Wang Feng was already weakened to the extreme, and he didn't have the strength to use the Xuan Ming Finger anymore.

Mr. Nine was immediately overjoyed, but he was still very cautious, and shouted: "Wang Feng, don't play tricks, do you think you can lead me over by pretending to be dead? You're delusional!"

However, Wang Feng fell to the ground. Didn't respond to Mr. Nine, it really seems to be dead.

"It can't be really dead, right?" Mr. Nine frowned, he waited for a long time, and saw that Wang Feng was still motionless, and he didn't even have the sound of breathing, so he was ready to test it.

"Whether you pretend to be dead or not, I'll cut off your legs and hands first, and see if you can still use your magical powers, hum!" Mr. Nine said, took out a long knife, then wrapped it in Zhenyuan, flew into the iron prison in the air, and then slashed at Wang Feng's legs.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, Wang Feng's two legs were cut off, and the few pieces of blood that little blood suddenly flowed out and stained the ground red.

"Looks like this kid is really dead. Seeing that Wang Feng was still motionless, Mr. Jiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then immediately took the long knife and continued to cut off Wang Feng's hands.

"Haha, Wang Feng, don't say you're dead now, even if you're not dead, you can't be my opponent. Mr. Nine suddenly showed a smug laugh, which resounded throughout the tomb.

After half a year of confrontation, he won after all, and the inheritance of the Jiuqu Sanren is about to be his.

Mr. Jiu thought that he might become a true king-level powerhouse in the future, and he suddenly became more and more excited, he walked towards the iron prison, with a grim smile on his face: "Wang Feng, I said that I would crush your bones and ashes, and I will definitely not break my word, you wait, hehe!"

Looking at Wang Feng, who had his hands and feet cut off by himself, Mr. Jiu no longer had a trace of nervousness and worry at this time, and swaggered to the front of the iron prison, looking at Wang Feng, who had fallen to the ground and lost his breath, with a smug smile on his face.

"Wang Feng, Wang Feng, no matter how talented you are, no matter how demonic you are, in the end you didn't die in my hands, hehe!" Mr. Nine squatted down, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the broken knife beside Wang Feng.

However, at this moment, the broken knife suddenly erupted with blazing light.

"What!" Mr. Nine was startled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The broken knife, like a bolt of lightning, pierced through Mr. Nine's chest in an instant, bringing a rain of blood and staining the entire tomb red.

It was too fast, and the distance was so close that Mr. Nine couldn't dodge it at all.

At this time, Wang Feng, who fell to the ground, had slowly opened his eyes, and those cold eyes made Mr. Nine feel cold all over his body.

"You ......" Mr. Jiu clutched his chest, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Feng who opened his eyes in disbelief.

He couldn't figure out why Wang Feng, who had his hands and feet cut off, could still deliver such a terrible blow.

"Between life and death, there is great terror, but it is also accompanied by great opportunity. This is the gap between you, an ordinary person, and me, a genius. ”

Wang Feng's cold voice sounded.

At this time, the green and faint branches poked out from Wang Feng's wounds, reconnecting the broken legs and hands to form a complete body.

The life energy of the World Tree was constantly repairing Wang Feng's wounds.

"I'm not reconciled" Mr. Jiu's eyes were full ......of unwillingness and resentment, as long as he continued to wait, he could wait for Wang Feng to die.

But at the last step, he still didn't have the patience to do so, and he fell short.

"Boom!"

The broken knife tore through the air again, shattering Mr. Nine's head. (To be continued......)