God of Warcraft

Chapter 1505 Don't want to kill people

Huang Bin was still struggling, but a majestic killing intent had enveloped him. In an instant, he felt like falling into a cold pool, and couldn't help shivering.Soon he discovered that this majestic killing intent was not aimed at him, but at Zhan Wuming.Zhan Wuming in front of him just sneered, and took a leisurely step, as if there was a heavy mountain squeezed down, this step was extremely slow, but inadvertently pushed aside endless obstacles, the terrifying killing intent was in this inadvertent As soon as the ice disintegrated within a few steps, Murong Gucheng made his move.

Murong Gucheng had no choice but to make a move, Zhan Wuming's inadvertent lifting of his foot virtually disintegrated all his aura, once his aura disintegrated, he was like standing naked in the ice and snow, with nowhere to hide, although it was only a kind of Feeling, but this feeling is very bad.In order to restore the rapid loss of momentum, he must make a move before the momentum dissipates.

Murong Gucheng's figure was like a goshawk, he swept past, his hands were like hooks, and grabbed Zhan Wuming's forehead.The distance between him and Zhan Wuming is not very far, he feels that Zhan Wuming is not so easy to deal with, just by that casual kick, he can feel that the young man in front of him is a formidable opponent, so he Without the slightest carelessness or holding back, one hit kills...

"Hey..." Murong Gucheng's sure-to-kill blow suddenly missed, Zhan Wuming's upper body was only slightly to one side, avoiding the grab very dangerously, the claw wind pierced through the void around Zhan Wuming, the air There was a strange sound of soldering iron entering the water.

Murong Gucheng hit the air with one blow, his heart was startled suddenly, and a shadow rose, but he didn't think about it, he hooked his hands back, trying to catch Zhan Wuming's body.The moment he hooked his hands back, he suddenly found that his arms were stuck.

"Boom..." There was a dull muffled sound, Murong Gucheng's body suddenly backed up a few steps, his face turned green and then pale, not only did he not hit Zhan Wuming at the moment of the sudden fight, but was caught by Zhan Wuming's iron fist It hit his arms hard.Not only that, Zhan Wuming's upper body bent over from his armpit strangely, a big foot turned over from the back, and kicked heavily on his chest.

Murong Gucheng's arms were already numb from the beating, and he could only watch helplessly as Zhan Wuming's foot imprinted heavily on his chest, leaving a deep black footprint on it, as if it was specially printed on it. The printing is general.

"Old man, you are old, and your movements are too slow!" Zhan Wuming spread his hands, patted the dust on his body, and smiled innocently.

All the people on the side stared dumbfounded at what happened in front of them. Although Murong Gucheng was a little older, he was still a mid-level spiritual general. He had been promoted for many years and had been famous for a long time. The rank spirit will be the second rank, but just now Zhan Wuming easily repelled the opponent with one blow, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

Fang Buli stared blankly at Zhan Wuming, just now he wanted to help Zhan Wuming block Murong Gucheng, but when he was about to do it, he found that Murong Gucheng's blow had missed, so he didn't move.Mr. Wukou, Lu Pin, carefully watched the two people from the Nangong family. He had no doubts about Zhan Wuming. If Zhan Wuming couldn't stop Murong Gucheng, even if he went up, it would be useless.

He felt the power of Zhan Wuming during this journey, and he could quickly escape from the land of death with a big fat man in his hand, even avoiding many dangers, the speed was not slower than him, but even faster than his reaction speed Therefore, even if he can't see Zhan Wuming's cultivation, he still knows that Zhan Wuming is stronger than him.

Murong Gucheng's face turned green and pale, Zhan Wuming actually said that he was old and his movements were too slow.He had to admit that Zhan Wuming's set of movements just now was indeed very strange. At the moment he hit, Zhan Wuming's body bent like a willow, bending over from his armpit. Unexpected angle.

Before Zhan Wuming bent, his arms hit the back of the elbow joint of his arm very accurately, which was a place where he couldn't exert any force at all, and he was hit hard. As a result, his arm almost Instantly numb, with Zhan Wuming's upper body bent down, his legs reversed and kicked upside down, imprinting tricks on his chest.

Although this kick didn't hurt him, it left a clear and obvious footprint on his chest. To him, it was like being slapped heavily.

Murong Ying's complexion was a bit ugly, he got the news that Zhan Wuming was a small ant of the spirit disciple rank, but now, Zhan Wuming could repel Murong Gucheng with one blow, that is a strong spirit general rank, everything is too weird , making him suddenly suspect that the young man in front of him is not the spirit disciple Zhan Wuming they were looking for at all.

How long has it been? He can't believe that a person can be promoted from a spiritual disciple to a spiritual general in just a few days. If this is the case, then this person is definitely a monster.

The two spiritual generals of the Nangong family also looked astonished, Zhan Wuming's blow was very neat and nothing special, but it was very unexpected.

"It seems that the old man really underestimated you." Murong Gucheng's face was as cold as water, although he suffered a dark loss, he did not believe that Zhan Wuming was better than him.Being humiliated, the murderous intent in his heart became even worse, almost instantly turning into a torrent.There seemed to be a layer of dark fire burning on his body, and this dark fire spread in an instant, breaking the distance between him and Zhan Wuming, and finally turned into a flaming sword.

"Om..." The void shook suddenly, and the space in front of Zhan Wuming suddenly burst open. Murong Gucheng's figure seemed to have teleported for a short distance, and at the moment when the flame extended instantly, he arrived in front of Zhan Wuming. Almost to the extreme.

Under the blade of the Flame Sword, Zhan Wuming's body was directly cut into two halves, but Murong Gucheng was not at all happy, because he knew better than anyone that what he cut was not Zhan Wuming's true self, but a It's just a phantom.The blazing sword light penetrated Zhan Wuming's body and exploded, turning into a curtain of flames.

At the moment when the fire curtain suddenly ignited, a dazzling knife light split the fire curtain in two, as if a passage was split between the flames, and the end of the passage was Murong Gucheng's neck.

"Ding... ding, ding..." The flame trembled wildly, countless sparks flew in all directions, and the figures of Zhan Wuming and Murong Gucheng were instantly swallowed by the flames.The two blurred figures caused the flames to be in chaos, but this process didn't last long. After a burst of confusion, it exploded suddenly, and the two figures bounced away.

The flames on Zhan Wuming receded like water waves, and he stood with his hands behind his hands in a calm and breezy manner, while a long bloodstain slowly flowed down Murong Gucheng's face.The fine blood beads are like a long blood-colored pearl necklace on the face.

"Gucheng..." Murong Ying hurriedly supported Murong Gucheng, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, Murong Gucheng's eyes were full of hatred, staring at Zhan Wuming, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"He can't die, but I'm afraid there will be a scar on that old face. Of course, Murong's family has a lot of panacea, and it's not difficult to fix it, but I want to tell you that if you continue to entangle, next time the knife will It's not leaving a scar on your face, but cutting off your neck!" Zhan Wuming said indifferently, and lightly returned the sharp knife in his hand into the scabbard.

"Who the hell are you!?" Murong Ying took a deep breath, and a dark cloud filled his heart. The strength of the young man in front of him was stronger than that of Murong Gucheng, which meant that the other party was also a spiritual general. In this spiritual realm, it can definitely be regarded as a top-level existence, except for a few spirit kings. Therefore, no family is willing to easily offend a strong man of the spirit general rank.

Murong Gucheng could be easily defeated, even if he, Murong Ying stepped forward, it would be of no avail. In his Murong's family, no more than one hand could defeat such a master.According to the news they got, that Zhan Wuming was a small person of the spirit disciple rank, so Murong Qianye entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and he was ready to silence him. If he was a strong man of the spirit general rank, Murong Qianye would definitely This kind of thing will not be arranged for the other party to do.

"I am Zhan Wuming. I can tell you that if some of my friends have been wronged in your Murong family, you will know the consequences. I have already sent a message to Murong Qianye. I believe he will understand. Of course, I also want to tell you, this time I don't want to kill anyone because of the connection with your Murong family, if you continue to entangle, then you can't blame me!" Zhan Wuming said leisurely, with a look of arrogance.

The reason why he didn't kill Murong Gucheng was because he didn't know whether Yongba and others had left the Murong family or whether they were still living in the Murong family's territory, and he didn't want to turn their relationship into a deep hatred.It doesn't matter if one or two spiritual masters are killed, which family does not have a group of spiritual masters, the death of one or two will not affect the family's heritage, but if the generals are beheaded, it will be different.Therefore, Zhan Wuming left a bit of leeway at the end.

"How is it possible..." The shock in Murongying's heart was indescribable. After hearing what Zhan Wuming said, he could be sure that the young man in front of him was really Zhan Wuming who was said by the Patriarch to be a spiritual apprentice. Obviously, no matter what Whether Murong Tuo, Murong Xiaowan or even Murong Qianye was wrong, the young man in front of him is not a spiritual disciple, but a real spiritual general.

There is only one possibility, that is, the young man in front of him has been hiding his strength before, using a special secret method to hide his cultivation at the level of a spiritual disciple, and now it is his real cultivation.Maybe, not now.Thinking of this, Murong Ying's heart was cold, the Murong family had provoked a terrible person, it was even more difficult for Murong Qianye to get back what Zhan Wuming had snatched from Ye Lingtian.

"Let's go, let's go drink!" Zhan Wuming patted Mr. Wukou and Huang Bin beside him, and smiled.Ignoring the few masters from the Murong family and the Nangong family at all, they walked over from the side.

No one in Murong's family dared to move around, and even the spiritual masters didn't dare to make a move. Even Murong Gucheng was seriously injured, and they could only die if they made a move.Murong Ying thought for a while, and gave up the chance to make a move. Even if the Nangong family had two spirit generals to fight, he was not sure of victory, because Zhan Wuming also had two spirit generals by his side.With no chance of winning, he really didn't want to offend the Fang family.

(End of this chapter)