Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1011 The terrifying skills practiced by Qiantai Master

Wen Rong protected Youze, raised her eyes to look at the old man, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth unhurriedly.

"The person guarding the tomb is unknown."

Wuming had his hands behind his back, and his plain face had no expression. His eyes were numb, as if there was nothing in the world that could catch his eyes. He looked like a walking corpse, with no trace of life on his body. But it made Kamakura's face become more solemn.

This old man is unusually powerful!

Wuming looked at Wen Rong, "Who are you?"

Even Emperor Yun didn't know the names of the tomb-keepers from generation to generation.

"The son of your old friend."

Hearing this, Wuming frowned and looked at Wen Rong quietly for a long time. His pupils suddenly darkened, "Are you from the Sanyin family?"

He couldn't help but take a step forward and looked directly at Wen Rong, "I haven't left here for 20 years. I don't know how many years have passed outside. Is the Sanyin family okay now?"

Wen Rong stood in the darkness, her tall body trembling slightly.

"There are only two families left now. They are very good. At least I still haven't found any clues about them."

Facing Wen Rong's unabashed hatred, the corners of Wuming's lips suddenly stiffened, and the slight emotion disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You hate them."

The Wuming aura gradually became dangerous, the surging internal power was completely released, and the killing intent was rampant.

"For hundreds of years, the Sanyin family has been restraining and balancing each other for the sake of world stability. If you try to break this rule, even if you are the son of an old friend, I will have to get rid of you."

Kamakura's chest trembled slightly, and his internal strength was forced to mobilize little by little to resist the old man's terrible pressure.

Wen Rong still stood there quietly, with a smile on her lips, and her heavy eyes were like a terrifying whirlpool of sin.

"Junior heard that the unknown senior made a rule when he was young. If he can defeat you, he will get three promises from you. I wonder if it still counts now?"

Wuming said: "Make a number."

Over the years, Wuming has only been defeated by two people.A boy in his teens and an old guy whom he has never seen before.

Other than that, he never lost.

Even if he didn't know the person in front of him, he could tell at a glance that he was at the end of his strength.

Kamakura's mind went blank, and he suddenly realized what Wen Rong was going to do!
He wants to forcefully mobilize all his inner strength!
If his current body destroys the balance it has maintained for a long time and allows his terrifying internal power to rage, he will die!
However, it's too late.

Wen Rong's momentum had changed. He pressed Kamakura's shoulder with one hand, and the pressure that almost crushed his internal organs disappeared instantly!
Kamakura's eyes were filled with fear, "Master, you must not do this!"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Rong's aura suddenly changed, and the huge internal energy surged like the waves of a river, forcefully sending Kamakura flying several feet.

There was no wind around Wen Rong, his hair was scattered, and his black hair was flying. His eyes were clear and cold, and the veins on his neck were bulging fiercely, but they still couldn't resist his evil aura.

At this time, Wen Rong was like a fallen immortal, so majestic and so frightening.

He raised his fingertips and a black folding fan fell into his hand, "Senior, junior Wen Rong, please give me a fight."

Wuming was a belligerent young man, but because there was no challenge, he took the initiative to guard the tomb.

Now, the power of the person in front of him couldn't help but arouse the violent factor in his bones.

"Tangxinjue?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and denied it for a long time, "No, it's just like the Heart Sutra, more like the Sutra of the Heart..."

Wuming tightened his fists and stared at Wen Rong strangely, "Only that old immortal has successfully practiced this kind of evil skill in 200 years!"

Thinking of the madman who lived for 140 years and killed countless people, the unknown murderous intention became even stronger.

He seemed to be able to hold up thousands of troops by himself back then. He was so crazy that he almost destroyed the three major countries!
Such a terrible skill should not be kept alive!
He must die just to bring up the past!

Wuming had murderous intentions and said coldly: "If you lose, I want you to abolish this evil skill and stay here until you die."

Wen Rong said warmly: "Someone is waiting for the junior to fulfill his contract. I'm afraid I can't lose."

(End of this chapter)