"Who are you!" The black wind thief was startled, and wanted to withdraw his fist, but he didn't move, he still didn't move, his fist seemed to be caught in an iron clip, no matter how he pulled, the young man on the opposite side was as steady as Mount Tai, and his feet stood in place and didn't move.

"I don't believe it!" The Black Wind Thief was secretly ruthless, as one of the five major forces of the Wild Wolf Plain, he couldn't hold his fist in front of a young man, what a shame, the fire spiritual power instantly strengthened, and a burst of flames erupted from the fist, like a fire dragon drowning Huang Wuji.

"Haha, you know I'm amazing!" The Black Wind Thief laughed loudly and watched Huang Wuji being engulfed in flames, his fist pumped outward, not moving at all, whether he was pumping or not moving, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, what was going on.

At this time, the orange-red flame gradually extinguished without the blessing of fire spiritual power, a figure seemed to stand on the top of the mountain, the mutton fat white jade-like palm has never changed, layers of faint golden light shrouded the whole body, the cold and arrogant eyes looked at the black wind thief as always, but the corners of his mouth showed a disdainful smile, and the clenched palm was slightly forced, only to hear a crisp click.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Black Wind Thief, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, his steps stepped back, and he pulled out his fist hard, his eyes wandering, as if he was afraid.

Huang Wuji sneered in his heart when he saw the expression of the Black Wind Thief. A cunning light flashed under the eyes of the Black Wind Thief, and when he drew his fist, he suddenly raised his left leg with all the spiritual power like a fire dragon swinging its tail, bursting out with amazing energy, with a scorching momentum that seemed to burn through the entire earth, and kicked towards Huang Wuji's head.

Huang Wuji knew that this horse thief of the Wild Wolf Plains would not admit defeat easily, and in the face of the menacing leg, he sent away his palm and pushed it gently, easily dodging it, his toes were like teleporting, and with a slight sound, he disappeared in place in an instant, flashing behind the black wind thief, and the white jade-like hand was clenched into a fist, covered with a layer of faint golden light, with a sharp edge, through the flames.

With a bang, it was like hitting the thick cowhide, and the spiritual power of the body protection instantly collapsed and turned into a little starlight, and the body of the black wind thief was like a kite with a broken string, flying directly upside down, sliding for a distance and then falling heavily on the grass.

The Flying Fox opened his eyes at some point, sat on the ground and watched everything, the invincible Black Wind Thief, he couldn't walk more than three moves under the young man, his eyes were full of horror, looking at the young man's childish face, he really couldn't imagine that there was a force in the Great Barbarian Territory that could cultivate such a genius.

The Black Wind Thief was knocked to the ground by Huang Wuji's punch, and the spiritual power of his whole body was temporarily sealed. If the Black Wind Thief wanted to break through the seal, according to his strength, it would be impossible to have five hours.

Huang Wuji walked in front of the Flying Fox, grabbed her blonde hair as dazzling as the sun, without the slightest pity for the jade, dragged the blonde hair directly up, pulled it in front of him, looked at the rare peerless beauty among the natives, and dragged his body slowly towards the Black Wind Thief.

The Flying Fox wanted to resist, but I don't know why I felt a chill in my heart when I saw Huang Wuji's cold and indifferent eyes, and the woman's sixth sense kept telling her not to resist, and the only way to resist was a dead end.

The Flying Fox let Huang Wuji drag her corpse along the plains. But the horse thieves on the side stopped, watching their godly boss being dragged by his hair like a lost dog on the black soil, a wave of anger instantly swallowed their hearts, regardless of fighting with the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group, blocking Huang Wuji's way.

"Boy, let us go, or I'll cut off your head and use it as a night pot!" The little white face who scolded the black wind thief before seemed to have no eyes, and led a large group of people and horses to block in front of Huang Wuji, and said loudly.

Hearing someone talking in front of him, the Flying Fox raised his head to see, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he didn't care that Huang Wuji was by his side, and shouted anxiously: "Thor, you go quickly, this guy is not something you can deal with, go back and tell your brother, I can't help him anymore!"

"Shut up!" Huang Wuji did not hesitate to hit the Flying Fox's milky face, and with a snap, a red palm print appeared on his face, and a blood stain slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and half of his entire cheek became purple and swollen.

Xiao Baiyan looked at the angelic perfect cheeks, and was slapped hard, as if in his heart, ignoring the warning of the flying fox, pointed at Huang Wuji, and said with a vicious face: "Yes, give it to me, kill this kid, I will cut off his head and put it under the bed for use every night." ”。

When the Flying Fox heard the words of the little white face, he couldn't help but look up at Huang Wuji, and his heart suddenly felt like he was in an ice cave, cold from beginning to end. At the moment when Xiao Baiyan said that, Huang Wuji's pitch-black eyes seemed to suck in and devour all the light around him like a black hole, and the cold light that pierced into the bone and marrow flashed like lightning.

Huang Wuji's face was expressionless, his free left hand was raised, and he stretched out his face towards Xiao Bai, and a terrifying suction force blew it up like a hurricane. The little white face flew in the air, shouting and screaming, there was a hidden urge to urinate between the crotch of his pants, Huang Wuji showed a disgusted look, and when he raised his hand, the little white face was sucked down, and his small head was grabbed in the palm of the white jade.

"Boy, what do you dare, do you know who I am, my brother!" the little white face continued to shout arrogantly, not stopping at all because his life was in the hands of Huang Wuji.

"I don't need to know who your brother is!" The killing intent emerged from between Huang Wuji's teeth like a cold wind, and the white palm was like a habit of pinching and exploding, and with a bang, the whole head of the little white face was directly pinched and exploded, blood, brains, broken bones, and blood-red nerves were all exposed, and the eyes that couldn't be believed before dying, and the mouth seemed to be still saying, "You really dare to kill me?"

"You really killed him!" Flying Fox looked at Huang Wuji with an unbelievable gaze, dumbfounded by the means that seemed not to be killing people like slaughtering dogs, and his heart was confused, thinking of how angry the little white-faced brother would be when he knew that his own brother was dead.

"It's not as good as a dog, killing is killing, do you have to get your consent!" Huang Wuji's indifferent tone did not have a trace of fluctuation, it didn't seem to be talking about people, just an ordinary thing.

"But, do you know who his brother is!" Flying Fox looked at Huang Wuji with lamenting eyes, as if he was looking at the last face of the dying man.

"I don't need to know, even if his brother comes, he will end up like him!" Huang Wuji threw the headless corpse in front of the Flying Fox, and gently shook the corpse with his left hand, and the corpse of the little white face was directly pinched and exploded, and the crisp sound of the bones being crushed could be heard.

"Who are you, what do you want to do!" Flying Fox is always a woman, and when she carefully found that Huang Wuji didn't kill her, she seemed to have something to ask.

"Don't worry!" Huang Wuji pointed to the black wind thief who was lying motionless on the ground, dragged the Flying Fox, and took a few strides to grab the burly body, preparing to return to the caravan guard circle.

But at this moment, the Wind Fox Horse Thieves and the Black Wind Horse Thieves, all the horse thieves stopped in unison and looked at the two people in Huang Wuji's hands.

"Boy, let our leader go, or we'll break you to pieces!" One of the top ten knights of the Black Wind Horse Thieves Clan, who was following behind the Black Wind Thief, jumped out and pointed at Huang Wuji and said in a vicious voice.

"Boy, let us go, or don't want to leave the Wolf Plains alive!" shouted a tall horse thief from the Wind Fox Horse Thieves Band.

Huang Wuji touched the tip of his nose, originally wanting to take it easy. However, no one gave him this opportunity, and the blood resentment ball that was close to the guard circle a hundred meters away flew to the top of Huang Wuji's head like a blood-colored meteor.

Kill?????? , The Wind Fox Horse Thieves and the Black Wind Horse Thieves saw that Huang Wuji suddenly recruited a big blood ball, and immediately knew the other party's decision, and thousands of people in front of them raised their sabers stained with blood and human flesh, urging the war horses to shout killing intent, and rushed over like ten thousand horses galloping.

"Looking for death!" Huang Wuji's eyes froze, and the hundred-meter-large blood balls suddenly split into countless small blood balls, and there were as many as three thousand blood balls the size of the fist, and a terrifying ghost could be clearly seen roaring in each blood ball, and the ghosts in the blood balls smelled the blood of the living, and one by one they rushed towards the horse thief like moths to a fire.

The blood resentment ball submerged into the top of the horse thief's head, and the resentful soul in the ball stretched out its gray and miserable white hands to pull out the horse thief's soul, Gacha, Gacha, Gacha, Gacha, as if swallowing alive, swallowed the horse thief's soul into the stomach one by one, and then the resentful soul was like splitting, and a resentful soul split out of the body, making the blood resentment ball even more terrifying.

If the little blood ball does not devour the soul of a horse thief, it will split into the same blood ball again, one after another, countless small blood balls are densely covered in the sky, as if everything is shrouded in a blood-colored world, the sky has no color, only the sky covered by blood flowing like a river, and the piercing and terrifying screams can be heard, as if this is not the world, but the endless abyss hell.

Huang Wuji looked at more and more blood resentment balls in the sky, his body could feel that the power of the blood resentment balls was constantly increasing, and he was gradually approaching the human-level mid-grade magic weapon, as long as he devoured all the horse thieves, he would definitely be able to break through to the ground-level low-grade demon dao magic weapon.

"How is that possible!" The Flying Fox felt powerless for the first time as he looked at Huang Wuji's ghost-like methods. Even if he was almost killed by the Black Wind Thief before, he had never felt this way.

Huang Wuji looked at the frightened and desperate eyes of the Flying Fox, shook his head, and finally knew why Middle-earth was still inferior to the Outside. In the eyes of Fang Wai, some masters in Middle-earth are simply incredible, there are countless fierce beasts in Outside Fang, and the means are varied, which is not at all comparable to the so-called masters of Middle-earth.

Huang Wuji believes that in the case of a Middle-earth master and a Fang Wai master, it will definitely be the Fang Wai master who wins.

Huang Wuji's gaze looked at the far north, and he seemed to see the land outside the square, which was another world. Even if the world that future generations can't understand, others would never have thought that as the overlord of the Middle-earth generation, he hadn't even been to Fangwai once, and only knew some of Fangwai's situation from books and sect captives.

"I'm really looking forward to it, my first trip to the outside world!" It's just half a moment of effort, the blood resentment ball has swallowed all the two horse thieves on the plain, and the dense sky directly covers the sky within a radius of dozens of miles, and the sunlight shines through the blood-red blood resentment ball, refracting ripples like blood light, turning dozens of miles into a sea of blood on the earth, this is the world of resentful souls and blood, and death is the only main theme.

Tens of thousands of horse thieves are all dead, and the corpses are very well preserved, and there are no other scars on the surface except for the previous scars. The grassland was dead silent, and corpses were lying on the blood-red earth, their eyes were gray and godless, as if they had no soul, and their breath was gradually disappearing.

Mr. Pang, who was in the circle of guards, saw Huang Wuji's deterrent methods, his heart beat wildly, and his heart seemed to have a pair of huge eyes shining with a ferocious red light staring.

With the thumping sound, Mr. Pang felt that his heart was about to burst.

(End of chapter)