God of Warcraft

Chapter 1488
"You are despicable..." The spiritual master felt a numbness spread from his shoulders to his whole body, like a tide flooding his body, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be emptied in an instant, a kind of pain that had never been seen before. His previous weakness caused his body to soften immediately.

A touch of despair rose in his heart for no reason. He never thought that Zhan Wuming would be so cunning and cunning. He not only killed his companion with a sneak attack, but also made him poisonous. The two strongest people among them were abolished. Although there are more than a dozen fighters left behind, the spiritual masters have all been abolished. Can these spiritual disciples really keep Zhan Wuming?
"Unfortunately..." Zhan Wuming put away his swords, glanced coldly at the spiritual disciples around him, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here, and go back and tell Murong Qianye what I said. If he If you dare to touch my friend, you will bear the consequences!"

The group of spiritual disciples were stunned by Zhan Wuming's roar, and they were frightened by Zhan Wuming's aura, and retreated a few steps back, but they didn't dare to make way for Zhan Wuming to leave.Although Zhan Wuming killed the spiritual master among them in an instant just now, and another spiritual master was also attacked, but they are fighters of the Murong family, if they don't even have the courage to fight, how can they return to Gusu? The head of the family confessed.

"Kill him..." the spiritual master roared, but at this moment he had no strength to make a move, so he could only pant heavily on the ground.

"Kill..." Hearing the spirit master's shout, the dozen or so warriors of the spirit apprentice rank rushed forward.For a moment, the sword, light and sword shadow instantly surrounded Zhan Wuming's body with layers of snares.

"Looking for death!" Zhan Wuming let out a cold snort, his figure swirled, and suddenly rushed towards one direction. The moment his figure rushed over, the two arm knives cut outward like spread wings. It faded away in the sword light, disappeared like a gust of wind, and when it reappeared, it had merged into the crowd.

"Ding, ding..." A series of metal and iron clanging sounds sounded, and Zhan Wuming's figure appeared and disappeared, and he passed through the two figures on the side. Behind him, two bloody sprays shot out. Then, the upper bodies of the two Murong family warriors who were rushing towards Zhan Wuming suddenly slipped, and the two of them turned into four pieces, which were cut off by Zhan Wuming's blade.

Zhan Wuming's speed was too fast, and he rushed out of the encirclement of the group of people in a flash.

Zhan Wuming's figure stood still outside the circle, turned around and glanced obliquely at the several figures whose faces were sprayed with blood.When they chased after Zhan Wuming, they found that Zhan Wuming had disappeared, and the blood of their companions was sprayed all over their bodies and faces. They were stunned for a while, and the aggressive attack seemed to have their necks cut off. Duck, be quiet.

The streets of Tangxian Town suddenly fell silent, and there were screams of children and women in the distance, and the spouting of blood had a kind of strangeness in it, and there was a sudden gust of wind on this long street...

Quiet, a dead silence, as if everyone's breathing became clear.The arms of the soldiers of the Murong family actually trembled slightly, an inexplicable fear welled up in their hearts.If it is said that Zhan Wuming killed the strongest spirit master in their team at the beginning and seriously injured another, they thought it was a surprise attack and a fluke, then the bloody fact in front of them told them that it was also a spirit master. In the eyes of Zhan Wuming, they are nothing at all.

No one wanted to die, and no one thought it was a sin to live. At this moment, Zhan Wuming told them with the facts that if they really wanted to make a move, they would be the next corpse lying on the ground.

"Okay... I have already brought the words. If Murong Qianye really wants what he wants, he has to show some sincerity. You can go back and talk back!" Zhan Wuming shook the blood on the blade, he Although the arm knife was not made by a spirit craftsman, it was made of top-level spirit iron. A man as powerful as Yongxing forged it repeatedly, and the sharpness was unimaginable. Dali Shen cut open the opponent's body directly.

A group of Murong family fighters looked at each other, but no one had the courage to rush to Zhan Wuming, and the poisoned spiritual master was very weak at this moment, and he didn't even have the strength to give orders.

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In the tower building not far from Datang Restaurant, an old man indifferently watched all that happened in front of Datang Restaurant, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Master, do we want to make a move?" A middle-aged man behind the old man asked lightly.

The old man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and asked indifferently: "If you make a move, how sure are you that you can beat him?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, thought for a while, couldn't help but shook his head and said: "[-]%..." But soon he hesitated and said: "No!"

The old man smiled lightly, and said lightly: "You didn't overestimate that young man. Even if you make the move, you are only [-]% sure. The last person to die is very likely to be you. Even if you are a mid-level healer , the opponent seems to be only a peak spirit disciple."

"But master, you must be able to beat him..." the middle-aged man said.

"Do you think it is necessary for me to take this risk for this matter?" The old man couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged man was startled, thought for a while, and shook his head. Whether it was him or the master, he was not completely sure, unless he and the master joined forces to mobilize more fighters to besiege the young man.But that's embarrassing the old man, and he doesn't even know what cards the other party has. Is it necessary for the Tang family to take such a risk?

"You are not stupid. Although I may be able to beat that young man, but this young man is extremely strange. Murong Qi's cultivation level is not weaker than yours, but he has no combat power for some reason. I am afraid he has been poisoned by some strange poison." Hu Dingfeng from Tangxian Town, who came with Murong Qi, has never appeared in the Datang restaurant. I'm afraid it's too bad. Both of them are not weaker than your spiritual masters, plus a dozen elite warriors of spiritual disciples , just to deal with a small spiritual disciple, and also lost troops, so it can be seen that this kid must not be underestimated. Although our Tang family is a vassal of the Murong family, we did not inform our Tang family when Murong Qi appeared, and acted quietly. We can completely pretend not to know. Even if Murong Qianye knew, there is no reason to blame us. Therefore, there is no need for us to take such a risk." The old man said indifferently.

"The master taught you the right thing." The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and nodded immediately.Some asked curiously: "I wonder why he, a little spiritual disciple, is so powerful."

"It's normal. Although this young man is only a spiritual apprentice, he is not an ordinary spiritual practitioner. The blade's passing is very strange. It is a set of combat skills that we cannot understand. His body is light and agile, the blade is strange, and his footsteps are mysterious. Strange. There are a lot of secrets in this son, I'm afraid we can't peek at them." The old man analyzed lightly.

"Battle skills?" The middle-aged man looked surprised.

"In the Great Wilderness, there are still many primitive tribes who have preserved some ancient inheritance. Although they are not spiritual practitioners, their fighters are very brave. Many of them can kill spiritual practitioners even if they are not spiritual practitioners, because they practice physical skills and combat skills. It can be said to be a high-level body technique, with a strong and flexible physical body, and ferocious strength often has unimaginable miraculous effects." The old man nodded and explained.

"It turned out to be like this!" The middle-aged man immediately understood, and he gave up the idea of ​​helping the soldiers of the Murong family. Since Murong Qi came here and did not reveal his identity, he could completely pretend to be stupid and say that he didn't know anything about it.Even if these people died in Tangxian Town, Murong Qianye has no reason to settle accounts with him.

Once you come forward, it means that you know about this matter, if you don't help Murong Qianye to do it well, you will be blamed by Murong Qianye instead.

"Tell the others, don't provoke that young man for the time being. He will definitely not stay here for a long time if he makes such a big noise here. He should leave soon. Don't worry about it." The old man said solemnly.

"Your subordinate will do it now!" The middle-aged man nodded affirmatively.

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Zhan Wuming ignored those fearless Murong family fighters, strode to the manger outside the Datang Restaurant, untied the two wild horses, ignored Murong Qi and those fighters who had no guts to attack, and directly mobilized The horse galloped west.

Murong Qi didn't have the heart to pay attention to Zhan Wuming at the moment, and he practiced cross-legged on the street to force the poison, but unfortunately he found that his spiritual energy was like a drop in the bucket to the poison that invaded the body, and his spiritual consciousness became more and more confused , and finally felt something gushing out of his body, blood gushing out in groups from the seven orifices.

"Master Qi..." Several Murong family fighters suddenly found a reasonable excuse and immediately surrounded Murong Qi. Facing this kind of poison, everyone was helpless.

"Wait for me...wait for me..." Zhan Wuming didn't care about the Murong family's fighters any more. Just as he was about to leave Tangxian Town directly, there was a loud voice behind him. I found a fat man running frantically behind his horse, shouting and so on while running.

Zhan Wuming was slightly taken aback, because he found that the fat man who was chasing after him was actually Huang Bin who helped him see his face in the restaurant just now.He didn't know if this fat man would be hated by the Murong family if he called him in front of so many people, and he didn't know what purpose this fat man had for calling him at this time.

"What? What's the matter?" Zhan Wuming looked at the fat man who was out of breath, and asked lightly.

"Can you take me with you?" Huang Bin asked solemnly, holding a large plate of animal meat in his hand.Zhan Wuming didn't realize when Fatty sneaked back to Datang Restaurant and brought over the cooked animal meat he ordered.

"Take you with me? Why?" Zhan Wuming was stunned and asked in astonishment.

"I've always wanted to go out and have a look, but I haven't had the courage. You asked me just now if you did the math for yourself. I'll forget it. The divination shows that only by following you can I become rich..." Fatty Huang Bin He replied seriously.

"Follow me to be able to become rich..." Zhan Wuming felt dizzy for a while, this fat man couldn't really be a magician, he actually believed in this thing.

"That's right, the hexagrams show that's the case, so please let me follow you all the time, okay?" Fatty Huang Bin said expectantly.

"We don't know each other..." Zhan Woming smiled, and didn't answer any more. With a flick of the rein, the barren horse immediately ran westward.

"I'm going to follow you..." Seeing that Zhan Wuming ignored him, the fat man Huang Bin couldn't help but let out a low cry anxiously, and followed Zhan Wuming wildly in pursuit.

(End of this chapter)