"Why did you sneak up on me?"

Wu Yan stood in the open space four or five zhang away from the three of them with a gloomy face, staring at the three people and said angrily, there was a thumb-sized blood hole on his left chest that was bleeding outward. Wu Yan used spells to tap his body a few times one after another, and the blood flow stopped.

Where he was standing just now, a big hole broke through the ground, and a farmer covered in yellow light jumped out of the big pit and said in an urn, "Boy, how did you break free from my earthy palm?"

Wu Yan sneered and was silent, naturally he would not tell him, when he learned the hidden killing technique, he had already practiced the bones of his whole body to be extremely flexible, and with some small mundane kung fu, he was easily out of his control.

Mo Buchou waved his hand and said with a cruel smile: "What nonsense, join forces to destroy him!"

Wu Yan raised his hand and made a move, the ground shook, and another steel puppet broke through the ground, rising to a height of more than five zhang in the blink of an eye, and took the initiative to attack the three of them.

After doing this, Wu Yan quickly took out three ink viper vine seeds from the leather bag on his waist, and the mana was like a torrent, pouring into the three seeds from the palm of his hand. At the same time, he began to accumulate the mana to support the release of the three entanglements.

The three Taoist priests, the farmer and the scholar, divided into three directions, outflanked Wu Yan, and the giant sword of Mo Bu was stirred up again, and the farmer clenched his fists, and the two fists were wrapped in a layer of earthy yellow light in a moment, forming two huge earth fists. The fan in the scholar's hand, the green light flashed again, and he was ready to release the Wind Blade Technique at any time, looking for an opportunity to block Wu Yan's retreat.

The giant sword slashed the steel puppet into two pieces without hindrance and pounced on Wu Yan. At this time, Wu Yan had already taken advantage of the puppet's delay for a moment, finished preparation, raised his hand, and shot a black light at each of the three people, and shouted urgently in his mouth: "Go!

Three black rays of lightning flew towards the three people who rushed towards Wu Yan. Wu Yan took the opportunity to use the light body kung fu of the Wind Concealment Technique, and retreated sharply backwards to avoid the attack of the magic weapon.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, because the giant sword slashed towards Wu Yan, and he didn't know what Wu Yan was hitting, so he gathered mana with his other hand, and used the ice blade technique again to grab the black object that rushed in.

The farmer stabbed one-handed punches and slammed them into the black object. The scholar raised the wooden fan in his hand and fanned it towards the black object.

With this skill, Wu Yan had already retreated back four or five zhang away, and his eyes were nervously looking at the three ink viper vine seeds, for fear that this winding technique would not work.

The three of them were in almost no particular order when they came into contact with the three black lights that flew towards them. To the trio's surprise, the black light was not some kind of spell, but something that looked like a black stone. The three of them thought that Wu Yan was good at using poison, and thought that he threw out some kind of poison.

However, what happened next completely made the three of them open their eyes wide and show expressions of disbelief.

The three black stones, whether they touched the body, clothes, or magic weapons, immediately adhered to them, and then in the blink of an eye, they began to emit black buds, growing four eerie vines as thick as four thumbs.

The three of them were taken aback at the same time, and the Taoist priest reacted and said to the two companions: "Don't be afraid, this is just a low-level winding technique, cut off this cane, and this technique will be self-defeating." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the farmer screamed miserably, and his whole body brightened up with yellow light, and then in the blink of an eye, he was twisted into a big black rice dumpling by the four long black vines like poisonous snakes. The yellow light went out with his screams, and the farmer's body was ground into minced flesh by four strange black vines right in front of the eyes of the two of them.

The scholar was also entangled in the ink viper vine at this time, and when he saw the tragic situation of the farmer, he shouted in fright: "Daoist friend spare his life! Xiaosheng is willing to surrender!"

But even if Wu Yan wanted to spare him, he was powerless, not to mention that he didn't intend to spare this scholar at all, he didn't look at the scholar at all, but focused his attention on Mo Buchou, who was already frightened and his face was pale.

Don't worry about being lucky, Wu Yan hit his ink viper vine, and the direction of rushing was his magic weapon, which was stuck to his magic weapon at this time, and at this moment, four jet-black vine stems tightly entangled his giant sword magic weapon. The giant sword magic weapon tried its best to get rid of the entanglement of the vine, and even continued to spray blue light, trying to cut off the ink viper vine.

Wu Yan's body twisted a few times strangely, and he rushed towards Mo Bufu, who was in a panic and was holding the giant sword. After a few breaths, seeing that the giant sword was about to break free from the entanglement of the ink viper vine, he was overjoyed, and was waiting to continue to inject mana and increase the strength to break free.

A black light circled around his neck.

Wu Yan's figure stopped a foot away in front of Mo Buchou, and sneered at Mo Buchou's head falling to the ground, his eyes wide open, looking at the sky in disbelief.

The giant sword, which had lost its mana control, quickly shrunk into a wooden sword, which was entangled in the ink viper vine and fell to the ground.

The scholar also let out an unwilling scream at this time, and was crushed to pieces by the ink viper vine!

Wu Yan sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him with palpitations. If it weren't for the luck of this time, I happened to meet the girl An Yingying and got more than 100 ink viper vine seeds, I am afraid that he would die today.

The enemy was all killed, but Wu Yan suffered heavy losses in this battle.

The Blood Luo Blade Magic Weapon was destroyed, the three iron puppets were destroyed, and the mid-level Golden Shield Talisman that I bought not long ago was also destroyed. Fortunately, although these things were destroyed, his life was saved.

Since he killed the three of them, and the loss was so great, Wu Yan unceremoniously scraped all the things on the three of them. After he burned Mo Buchou's corpse with the fireball technique, and then burned the corpses of scholars and farmers, he cut off three ink viper vines in the same way, and collected twelve ink viper vines with the length of his index finger again.

After receiving the twelve canes and the four canes he had obtained earlier, Wu Yan began to clean up the loot.

This clean-up made him overjoyed, and secretly sighed that he had made a windfall today.

The low-level spirit stones on the three of them added up to more than one hundred and ten, more than twenty low-level talismans, three middle-level talismans, two middle-level magic weapons, three primary exercise books, and a lot of other miscellaneous items.

Wu Yan unceremoniously put all these things into his storage bag, and then used the ink dagger to cut the three marked storage bags into pieces, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare keep the three of them's storage bags. If he is seen holding a storage bag with the Scattered Cultivation Alliance logo in the future, it will be a big problem.

Sitting on the boulder and gasping for a while, he swallowed another pill and applied gold cream to the wound, and he felt a lot better.

There were three Xuanyu cards on the ground, and Wu Yan was still holding a Xuanyu card in his hand. Wu Yan touched his chin, stared at the four jade plates in front of him, and pondered.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, put a piece of Xuanyu card in his hand on the ground, and then picked up the one that was not worrying about it from the three pieces on the ground, and then knocked the three Xuanyu cards on the ground into pieces with a Molin dagger.

After doing this, Wu Yan sneered, took out seven or eight kinds of poison powder from the leather bag of the cow tendon belt around his waist, and scattered them along the entire messy battlefield. While sprinkling poison powder, he destroys places where there is a possibility of leaving traces of himself.

It wasn't until half an hour later, looking at the barren mountains and mountains in front of him that had been stained with poisonous powder, that Wu Yan sneered, clapped his hands, and swaggered towards Sky Wolf City.

In order to prevent being recognized, Wu Yan still disguised himself on the road.

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Outside the Futu Temple in Heavenly Wolf City.

In an inconspicuous inn, at noon that day, a young man wearing a cyan robe and looking extremely ordinary came to him. The young man entered the inn and asked for a guest room, but without saying a word, he closed the door of the guest room, and hid in the guest room for a long time, but never came out.

After the guests became scarce at night, the door of the guest room suddenly opened a crack, and out of it came a young man in a dark robe, who also looked extremely ordinary, and belonged to the kind of people who were difficult to recognize if they were thrown into the crowd.

After the young man in Xuanyi came out, he locked the door of the room, and then called Xiao Er, asked for a room on the opposite side of the room, and never came out after entering.

Xiao Er, who was in charge of reception, scratched his head and sighed, what's wrong today, he received two strange guests one after another, they all closed the door after asking for a room, didn't want anything, didn't tell him to do anything, which made him want to ask for some reward, and there was no chance. Xiao Er sighed unluckily and walked towards the front hall.

Bumped into three or four people with special temperaments. The leader is an evil middle-aged scholar dressed in purple. Xiao Er was about to say hello, but he was coldly shivered by the middle-aged scholar's fierce spirit who looked at him, and he was stunned in place.

The middle-aged scholar led a bewitching young woman, a short young man in black, and an old Taoist in his fifties.

The middle-aged scholar walked to the door of the house, and a palm smashed the door of the house.

The room was empty, and the faces of the four people changed, except for the short young man in black, the other three all broke into the room. I saw that a white jade plaque was quietly placed on the table in the middle of the house. There was a faint smell of blood in the room, which was very weird and strange. On that table, two lines were written with bright red blood, but because of the long time it had been written, the blood had dried up.

"If you dare to harm me again, I will poison his whole family!

The faces of the three of them changed again, and they hurriedly closed their breath and walked outward, the purple-clothed scholar walked the fastest, and he was already in the courtyard in the blink of an eye, followed by the young woman of Youye, only the old sloppy Taoist priest walked the slowest way, just stepped out of the door, and had already popped, and fell to the ground on his back, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was like a gossamer.