Chapter 170: A Wildflower's Burial Offering

Cloud Mountain is indeed different, the number of spirit grasses in it is extremely amazing, of course, they are all first- and second-grade spirit grasses.

For these spirit grasses, Zhu Ba naturally didn't look at them, so he didn't pick a single one from beginning to end, but walked around this Cloud Mountain like a tourist, humming a little song in his mouth.

However, at this moment, suddenly two people jumped out.

"Hmph, if you don't want to die, just hand over the spirit grass you picked. The man wore a dog's head mask and a fierce expression.

"That's right, give you three breaths to think about it, or our brother will kill you. The man wore a wolf's head mask and smiled more gloomily and proudly.

"I didn't pick the spirit grass. Zhu Ba said sincerely.

"Fuck you, this Cloud Mountain is full of spirit grass, you fucking brain-dead. I'll give you one last chance to hand over the spirit grass. The dog-headed masked man said viciously, pulling out a sharp knife as he pulled out a sharp knife.

"You know what this is? This is a knife, a knife that kills. The wolf-headed masked man smiled even more grimly.

"Boring. Pig-eight turned his head and ran in the other direction, he didn't want his mood to be ruined by enjoying the scenery.

"If you want to escape, if you don't hand over the spirit grass, just die. The two of them rushed after Zhu Ba's back.

I saw that Zhu Ba shook his sleeve robe, and both of them spit out blood violently, and then fell to the ground like stone statues.

He's dead!

That's right, both of them died, and they didn't figure out who killed them until they died.

Pig Eight is still enjoying the scenery, and he is enjoying a wildflower at the moment. There is nothing special about this wildflower, it just grows in the crevices of the rocks. There is not a single plant around, so it is particularly eye-catching.

"What a tenacious vitality. I should learn from you that I am invincible, no matter what environment I am in, I must live, and I must live well and beautifully, and only in this way can I finally become a Goryeo landscape. ”

"Alliance leader, guess who I saw?" said the Chicken-Headed Demon Cultivator as he stared at Xuan Bing with a smile.

"Yellow chicken, I didn't see the boss resting, you coughed if you wanted to fucking die. The right wind glared at the yellow chicken word by word.

"Brother Feng, I'm mainly too excited. Huang Ji hurriedly lowered his voice, and there was a look of respect in his eyes.

At this time, Xuan Bing slowly opened his eyes, "Say, is it someone from the Ice Cold Alliance or someone from the Overlord Alliance?"

Yellow Rooster shook his head, "Neither." Guess who I saw?" After a pause, he saw that the rest of the people were all facing each other with evil faces, so he stopped selling Guanzi, "That pig eight, the pig eight who has been very popular in the outer gate recently." I saw that he was very awesome, and he must have collected a lot of spirit grass, and it was time to honor us. ”

"Then why don't you kill him?" asked Right Wind as he glared at the yellow chicken.

Although those legends are not believable, but no one else was present, this yellow chicken has no bottom in his heart, and he does not dare to make a move on Zhu Ba.

"I, I ......"

"What am I, I think you're scared. Hmph, it's just a pig. Where, lead the way. The right wind said confidently. It's like killing Pig Eight is like picking up something.

Pighachi was admiring the wildflower, and suddenly his expression froze, and he knew that there was trouble coming.

However, he didn't blink his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Although you are not as dazzling as roses and peonies, you are ordinary and great." You are more tenacious than their vitality, you can adapt to any environment, you can |......"

"Yellow chicken, it's that pig's head. Right Wind pointed to a pig-headed demon cultivator in the distance and said coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, in his opinion, killing that pig was as simple as crushing an ant to death.

The yellow chicken nodded frequently like a chicken cutting rice, "Brother Feng, that's that kid." Brother Feng is out of the horse, that kid must be dead. After a pause, Huang Ji pointed at Zhu Ba and said, "Brother Feng waits, I'll go and call that kid over now, let him wash his neck, and wait for Brother Feng to cut it." ”

"Pig head, roll over to Lao Tzu, what the fuck are you pretending, Lao Tzu tells you......" Before the person arrived, Zhu Ba heard the extremely harsh voice.

At this time, the yellow chicken was very angry, what the fuck are you, you didn't even look at Lao Tzu, it's just too hateful. Although the yellow chicken is still scolding, the pig is still staring at the wildflower, extremely engrossed, as if admiring a beautiful woman.

At this time, the yellow chicken had already come to Zhu Ba's side, "Lao Tzu let you see." With these words, the yellow rooster uprooted the wildflower, and then smashed it heavily on Pig Ba's head.

The pig's head raised its head violently, glared at the yellow chicken, his eyes were like knives, and he was extremely cold.

The yellow rooster shook instinctively, but thinking that there was a right wind behind him, he immediately straightened his waist, "Damn, you dare to stare at Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a member of the Xuanbing Alliance, and today Lao Tzu will let you die without a place to bury." Damn, let you pretend, let you be awesome, and let you not take our Xuanbing Alliance in your eyes......"

The yellow chicken wanted to continue, but the next breath, he felt a chill on his neck, and then he couldn't say anything.

The wild flower, like a sword, cut the throat of the yellow chicken, and the blood was flowing freely, extremely bloody.

"One life for another. Looking at the eyes that were still open to the yellow chicken, Zhu Ba said coldly.

The right wind in the distance, seeing the yellow chicken standing there, couldn't help but be a little anxious, and his body flashed, and he came to the side of the yellow chicken.

However, when the right wind saw that scene clearly, he was immediately stunned.

Use grass to kill people and defeat the enemy with one move.

This is a move that even he can't use.

Could it be that those legends are really true?

This pig's head can kill a Heavenly Demon Three-Transformation level senior with one punch?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. This must be this pig's head took advantage of the yellow chicken's unpreparedness, killed him, and then put the wildflower in the throat, and then wanted to shock himself with this, joking, it's just a joke, who is the master, the master is the right wind!

"Pig head, you dare to kill the people of my Xuanbing Alliance, you have just lived enough, Lao Tzu will cut off your head today and feed it to the dogs. The right wind pushed the body of the yellow chicken, and the body of the yellow chicken fell to the ground like a statue.

In the eyes of the right wind, this yellow chicken is simply too embarrassed by the people of the Xuanbing Alliance, and it is more than enough to die.

"Xuanbing Alliance. Zhu Ba snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, look, that's not that pig eight, how did he get mixed up with the right wind of the Xuanbing Alliance?"

"Who the fuck knows, wait, you see there's a corpse next to that rock?"

"Where? I'll see. Damn, it's really a corpse, could it be that Zhu Ba killed the people of the Xuanbing Alliance? It's so fucking crazy, he dares to kill the people of the Xuanbing Alliance. Isn't that pig eight dead? ”

"Definitely, who is that right wind, known as the third ruthless person in the Xuanbing Alliance, once three outer disciples of the Wisdom Beast Stage were drunk and hit this right wind, guess what, the result was actually killed on the spot by this Xuanfeng. It's fucking ruthless!"

"Damn, what is this. It is said that when this right wind was just getting started, there was a deacon who made it difficult for him in every way. Later, this right wind joined the Xuanbing Alliance, and his cultivation also improved a lot. Once, the deacon was having a plot with his woman and was killed. Afterwards, according to rumors inside the door, it was this right wind that dried it. You say, he's not got enough silver!"

"Damn, isn't this pig running into a bad star!"

"Needless to say, look, the right wind is about to strike, and he pulls his sword out of its sheath. Look at that action, it's fucking domineering, and the people in the Xuanbing Alliance are different. Before the man's words could land, an incredible scene appeared.

"What the fuck is going on, is it true? Am I blind, or am I having fantasies? The third ruthless man of the Xuanbing Alliance, Right Wind, actually drew his sword not to kill Zhu Ba, but to draw his sword and kiss himself!"

"Damn, what the hell is this playing?"

"Could it be that the legend about the Hundred Tribes is really true? That Zhu Ba really killed a Heavenly Demon Three-Transformation level senior with one punch?"

"I rely on the possibility. Otherwise, how could he force that right wind to draw his sword and kiss himself. ”

If the right wind hears this, he will definitely cut off all the tongues of these people, damn, is Lao Tzu a fucking self-kiss, do you have nine lives when Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu ...... I don't know why I wiped my neck.

"You can bury that wildflower too. Zhu Ba muttered, and then continued to run forward, without even looking back.