Wei Wen's hand shook, directly shaking the other party's head into countless pieces, and in which he directly wrapped his spiritual power, the infinite darkness directly submerged him, and he didn't know how he died in the last quarter of an hour. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Phew, Wei Wen, say it earlier when you make this move in the future, numb, every time I am scared half to death by your trick! Rong Wu didn't react for a while, where did the faint murderous aura come from, and only after seeing Wei Wen cut off the ghost with a sword, he didn't react until he was half-ringing, thinking about the time when he cooperated with Wei Wen before, every time he was like this, when he encountered a hard bone, he was in front of him, and Wei Wen was assassinated in the back, this is a very classic cooperation, and every time Wei Wen came out of the sword, he would have a murderous lock on him, and at that time he knew that someone had assassinated him, otherwise he suspected that if Wei Wen hadn't deliberately released it, then he would have been unaware until the moment the long sword came to the body, which was not a groundless speculation, Just look at how many strong enemies fell on Wei Wen's sword, which of them didn't feel Wei Wen's murderous aura when the sword pierced into his body? However, before they were planned and premeditated, now it is temporary, so that Wei Wen's sword also scared him enough, this is also where Rong Wu has always had an opinion on Wei Wen, every time after performing such a task, he will pour bitter water on Wei Wen, but every time he can only face a drunkard, in this way, a nagging, a drunk and smoky killer, has actually become a pair of golden combinations, it is really a very strange thing.

Yang Shengzhi and his companions, who were observing on the side, were also scared half to death by Wei Wen's sword, and they all said that killers have their own means of thrifting and murderous, but there are really few who really save all killers like Wei Wen, and there are even fewer who combine murderous energy with swordsmanship.

"Hemp, the old man often said that if you don't see the moment when Wei Wen takes out the sword, you never know where his sword came from, if you don't see the moment his sword pierces in, you will never believe how tightly someone tightens the murderous aura when killing someone. I often scoff at this sentence, but today, I really took it, if it weren't for this guy being too lazy, I suspect that he must have a place in the top five killers. Let's go!" After Yang Shengzhi sighed, he waved his hand, and the few subordinates who were mixed in the crowd all disappeared with him, for them, the task given by the ghost cultivator was also completed, and the things given by Wei Wen were also obtained, people can't be too greedy, it is necessary to leave quickly.

Rong Wu's words woke up the ghost cultivator who was fighting with Xu Qi, in the gloomy fog, countless ghost crying wolf numbers surrounded Xu Qi and kept circling, ordinary people couldn't see the situation inside clearly from the outside, but the ghost cultivator inside could easily know the situation outside. Seeing that Rong Wu and Wei Wen were both standing there looking at the place where he and Xu Qi were fighting, there was a burst of nervousness for no reason, with a three-on-three scene, it didn't take long for it to directly become three against one, Xu Qi needless to say, an authentic cultivator, there are countless means, at least he is not sure that he will kill Xu Qi in such a battle, but how can the other two be so good? How can this make him fight? This still doesn't let people live? Really, this time it was really a complete failure to directly intercept and kill Xu Qi. Now what remains is not how to kill Xu Qi, but how to escape, is his best choice, using the cover of the dense fog, he looked around, obviously Rong Wu and Wei Wen are staring at him, once he has any kind of move, he will immediately pounce. When he thought of the scene of one enemy and three enemies, he even had the heart to die, although he was a ghost cultivator and often dealt with ghosts, but, dealing with dealings, he didn't want to become a ghost.

"Where do you think he will break through in a while?" Wei Wen tore off a piece of cloth from his sleeve and kept wiping the bamboo sword, although there was no trace of blood or dust on it, but he still wiped it seriously, very focused, very serious, as if he was wiping the best partner.

"Of course it's in the direction away from our position, do you think he will break through to our side? What are you kidding, even if we release the water, does he have that strength? It's not that I underestimate him, you look at him and Xu Qi for a long time, and he doesn't look helpless, you know that his ability is not very good, sincerely, it's not that I underestimate him, I really look down on him. Rong Wu said with a big grin. And he emphasized again and again that he looked down on this brother, and he looked down on that kind very much.

"You're underestimating him too much. Wei Wen still didn't look over, he still focused on wiping the bamboo sword, it seemed that for him, in this world, in addition to wine, there was only a sword.

"Where to underestimate? What do I think, he really doesn't care!" Rong Wu thought about it, and then looked inside carefully, still very helplessly preaching.

"Look down on his fear of death, you look at his constant swallowing clouds and spitting fog, you know, he is afraid that others will find out where he is; you look at it, so many ghosts are wandering in it, you know that he is really worried that people will find him, you look at it again, his ghost fog is not well controlled, you know how heavy his heart trembles, if you have the heart, then look around, the shelter is really a little far from here, and then look at the sky seems to be about to get dark, you know that he is now planning to keep delaying time, so that after dark, when we are not in sight, you will know how much he trembles, if you have the heartYou will also know that another of his companions slipped away because they were afraid of death, and they didn't even notify him, which is really pitiful! Wei Wen's eyes were still looking at the sword, and he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. But his words were like needles, piercing the heart of that ghost cultivator.

Ghost Xiu's heart was constantly trembling, just as Wei Wen said, the idea of the three of them to fight Xu Qi together, originally thought that it was a safe thing to fight Xu Qi with three to one, three at the same level to suppress one person, and get Xu Qi, where did he think that after he came, it actually became three to three, and the two people who came out on the other side were still martial gods among mortals, didn't it mean that Xu Qi was one against eight, and he was stunned to kill and kill the martial gods among the eight mortals, and cripple them? How did they come here and actually reversed. Three-on-three, two people were actually dealt with by a mortal, one died, and the other had to enter a zombie in the form of a primordial god, and since then he has become a real ghost. Wei Wen and the others thought it was a puppet, but only Xu Qi and them knew that it was a zombie and not a puppet.

In the battle, not only is the strength of the fight, but more often it is the heart, especially when the strength is almost the same, the invisible and untouchable thing of the mental battle is the key to the victory, and obviously Wei Wen and Rong Wu are both masters of this way, they sing and harmonize like this, directly disrupting the rhythm of the opponent's battle, so that the defeat is quickly revealed. Xu Qi is getting more and more handy, while the other party is in danger, and after a while, there are several wounds, and the blood is gradually falling to the ground. Not even the ghostly fog could hide them.

"Alas, really, it's been so long, why hasn't that puppet come here yet? Could it really be that he ran away?" Wei Wen asked unconsciously, but when he spoke, his eyes were still looking at the sword, as if there was really nothing to make him interested in except the sword. It's just that his indifferent attitude made the ghost cultivators on the spot tremble, after all, so long has passed, if that puppet wanted to come, he would have come a long time ago, and if he didn't come now, it means that he will never come again. This made his heart even more cold, and he thought in his heart that if he wasn't ready to run away now, then there would be no chance again, after all, he had been fighting, and the two next to him had been resting.

In fact, what he thought was not wrong, that puppet came when Wei Wen assassinated that ghost cultivator with a sword, but after seeing the style of that sword, and then thinking about the sword that stabbed his heart before, his heart was also trembling, and he slipped away when he could, as for the life and death of the one who fought with Xu Qi, the so-called dead Taoist friend is not dead and poor, he couldn't care about it, and just slipped away.

"No, I see that their brotherly friendship is so strong that they definitely can't do that kind of thing to abandon their friends and run away. Rong Wu said solemnly, as if this was a certainty.

"Oh, that's talking about us mortals, anyway, we only have less than a hundred years to live, and we don't live for a few more years, and we don't die a few years early, so what's the matter? If you die for brotherhood, you can still get a good name, do you think that person who can't even stab a sword will go to great lengths for such an indisputable guy?" Wei Wen's eyes were still looking at the sword, cold and without a trace of emotion, no one could feel the fluctuations in his heart, but Rong Wu knew that he was about to make a move, this was Wei Wen's style, the calmer he was, it was the time he chose to shoot, and his bowed head was not because he didn't look at the battle scene, but because the fog there was too thick, he needed to feel, feel where the enemy was, it can be said that Wei Wen's feeling in this regard is very accurate, this is his must in addition to swordsmanship. And now he wants to make the other party's heart beat faster through words, so as to feel the real position of the other party.

There is a saying that the older you get, the more afraid you are of death, maybe that's what you say. That thing isn't old, but as long as it lives, it can live like those turtles. He wouldn't have thought about dying. Rong Wu seems to have some understanding. For the age of that ghost cultivator, they don't have the heart to care about that thing, it's all disturbing anyway, this unskilled job, even those uneducated mothers-in-law know, let alone the two of them.

Hearing Rong Wu say this, that ghost cultivator finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted directly: "You're only old, I'm only forty years old, okay?"

The voice came from the ghost fog, and the hearts of the two couldn't help but move, but there was still no reaction on the surface.

"Old Wei, is forty years old an old man?" Rong Wu said with some innocence.

"Forty years old? Well, it should be considered to be an ordinary person, take a look, Lao Wang, who lives next to our house, got married at the age of sixteen, gave birth to a son that year, and then at the age of thirty-two, his son got married, and gave birth to a son the next year, that is to say, he became a grandfather at the age of thirty-three, and when he was forty years old, his grandsons were eight years old, do you say that a grandfather's character can be regarded as an old man?" Wei Wen still didn't look over there, still looking at the sword, and said lightly.

If, according to Wei Wen, that ghost is really old, a character of the grandfather's generation, such a person is not old, then is there still an old man?

Rong Wu's stomach burst into laughter, this Wei Wen is silent in his usual days, but not many people know that his tongue is still so poisonous. It's just that before he could speak, the voice of the ghost cultivator came from the fog: "His grandson is seven years old, okay, do you know how to do arithmetic--ah-!"

Thinking about it, that ghost cultivator was very angry, when he was fighting with Xu Qi, he didn't have time to fight with these two idlers, it was really rare, but a voice came out at the end, obviously he was hurt by Xu Qi, and he screamed out in pain.

Rong Wu completely let go of his voice this time and laughed, but in this way, the ghost cultivator was even more annoyed and screamed, but his voice didn't scream a few times, because when he yelled, Wei Wen had already moved.

With the hilt of the sword in one hand and the tip of the sword in the other, he rushed directly into the ghost mist, like a bullet with a primer being hit. In the past, the tip of the sword popped forward, and an invisible sword shadow stabbed directly into the ghost mist.

"Wow-!you-!" Ghost Xiu saw that Wei Wen ignored the cover of the ghost fog and stabbed him directly into his throat with a sword, and his soul was immediately scattered, but it was very helpless that all Wei Wen's spirit had already locked his throat.

"Ahh

"Be careful, don't go over, that's the ghost scattered-!" Xu Qi's voice came from the side, the reason why he had been circulating with that ghost cultivator was that he was afraid of the other party's killing technique, but obviously his voice was too slow.

Wei Wen looked at the poisonous wall and pressed it directly, he didn't take it to heart, not that he was not afraid of poison, but that he was not afraid of poison at this moment. Because at this time, he is a combination of body and sword, the whole person is surrounded by mana, and there is no air, if those poisons want to poison him, they must poison a hole in the shield composed of the entire spiritual power before he goes out, but obviously these poisons do not have such spirituality.

"Boom-!", Wei Wen directly smashed through the qi poison wall, and then pierced the throat of the ghost cultivator with a sword, and then used the mana to shatter the entire head and directly shatter the ghost cultivator's primordial spirit.

"Boom!" another voice came from inside. Only this time the sound was due to the sound of the corpse falling. After a while, the entire ghost fog dissipated, and everyone saw that Xu Qi was standing within the range of the original ghost fog, vigilant, and Wei Wen had already passed through that place, leaning on a wooden stake and panting constantly, after all, using the trick twice would also have a very large load on his body, otherwise, once the trick could be used indefinitely, it wouldn't be a trick.

"One sword kill, such a terrible sword kill, hehe, if you were there at the time, I would definitely not have escaped the assassination of those people!" Xu Qi smiled bitterly, and only now did he really rejoice that he had given Wei Wen those two books at that time. Since that assassination, he has some contempt for Rong Wu and Wei Wen, the two martial gods among mortals, thinking that it is nothing more than that, although after both of them can become cultivators, this kind of thinking has faded a lot, but their lack of background is the same. However, when he saw Wei Wen's sword appear twice in a row, especially the last sword, it made him really cold to the bottom of his heart.