Urban Witcher

Behind these three people stood a tall man who looked to be in his thirties, with dark skin, dark eyes, and a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

His expression was a little stiff, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had changed his face at a glance, and changing his face was also a kind of witchcraft.

In his hand, he held a shiny black wooden stick, the top of which was carved into a very strange shape.

He only wears a pair of shorts, a straw ring on his head, and his whole body is painted with red paint, forming various patterns.

"This person looks very powerful, and he is difficult to deal with!" Li Linlin frowned, her tone full of worry.

At this time, Taoist Tongxuan raised his hand and made a gesture to stop advancing. Everyone stopped and crouched in the grass.

Lin Sansheng watched this scene, and said to Li Linlin and Guagua: "There is no other way, but to stick to it."

Through the gap in the tent, his eyes fell on those wizards, with a look of determination in their eyes.

"While Ye Shaoyang's primordial spirit is out of his body, immediately start a strong attack." Fan Fei looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the face dressed like an Indian.

"Immortal Blood Crow, this time our great witch family is united with you, and we hope to put aside our grievances and fight against the enemy together."

"I just want to kill Ye Shaoyang!"

Immortal Xuewu said coldly, "We will only cooperate with the Dawuxian family this time."

Some members of the Great Wuxian family around Fei Fei were very upset when they heard this.

"We don't even bother to cooperate with you blood witches!" said a big witch.

Immortal Xuewu smiled coldly.

Fei Fei waved his hand, signaling his people not to get excited, and smiled at Xue Wu: "Well, after Ye Shaoyang's death, there will still be a battle between you and my two tribes, but we Miao people have rules. Since we cooperate, we must be sincere." , this battle, you also have to contribute!"

Immortal Xuewu ignored it, and made a series of strange voices, and saw a row of blood witches rushing towards Ye Shaoyang's tent, surrounded them, and then practiced together.

All over the body, blood was continuously surging, gathering together, forming a cloud of blood, covering the tent.

In the blood cloud, only the roar of monsters and the shouts of evil ghosts can be heard, which is unspeakably horrifying and cruel.

This scene was seen by the big witches around Fei Fei, and they all showed disdain.

"When did our Great Witch Clan become so reduced to cooperate with these Blood Witches..." an old man with a long beard said angrily.

Several great witches around him immediately agreed.

Fei Fei turned his head and glanced at them, seeing that the Blood Witch was not around, he said in a low voice: "You must not say that, we are here to avenge Ah Weng, revive the witch spirit believer, and let the great witch fairy family pass on, and we can only endure the humiliation."

Although everyone was dissatisfied, it was difficult to refute when they heard him say that. After all, he had a ghost-headed tin staff and was appointed as the successor of the previous Great Witch Immortal before his death. Everyone must obey.

Some people have some doubts about his inheritance status, but without evidence, there is no way to talk about it, and they can only be suppressed in their hearts.

The group of blood witches, after trapping the tent with the foul blood formation, began to release various Gu, sneaked in under the curtain, and launched the first round of attacks.

However, after a long time, there was no response at all.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Even the cunning Tongxuan Daoist was surprised: Although this wave of attacks is intended to test, it shouldn't be a waste of time. There were only two ghosts in the tent, and a twelve-year cicada, so it was impossible to instantly restrain so many Gu insects and kill people invisible.

"You guys, go!"

Immortal Xuewu gave an order, and several blood witches immediately stepped forward and entered the blood cloud.

There was blood everywhere, four screams came out, and then everything fell silent again.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

"What's going on, is there a rescuer?" Fei Fei muttered to himself.

Tongxuan said humanely: "Probably not, Ye Shaoyang hastily decided to leave his body, and don't forget, we have an ambush, which he never thought of, he can't set up defenses in advance..."

Fei Fei said: "Even if there are rescuers, it doesn't matter. We have dispatched all the two major tribes this time, and Zhang Tianshi and your master and apprentice are here. As long as Ye Shaoyang doesn't come back, there will be no accidents!"

Taoist Tongxuan nodded and said, "Ye Chang has many dreams, you can do it now."

Fei Fei immediately ordered his subordinate Dawu to attack together, and at the same time sent a message to Undead Blood Crow, asking him to attack with all his strength.

Although the big witches under him didn't want to cooperate with the blood witch, but the matter had come to this point, and Fei Fei took the lead, so they had no choice but to rush forward.

Dozens of blood witches and great witches broke into the blood cloud.

Zhang Shiming held a mahogany sword and opened the curtain of the tent. Just as he was about to tear open the tent, he suddenly felt the mahogany sword sink and was hovered by a ghost force.

Lin Sansheng showed his appearance and sneered at Zhang Shiming. "A Taoist traitor who recognizes a thief as his father!"

Zhang Shiming got angry and hit the talisman, but Lin Sansheng didn't want to, so he used the jade talisman to fight back, and the two started fighting.

Taoist Tongxuan then rushed over, with three flowers appearing on his head, and attacked Lin Sansheng from the side.

Lin Sansheng had been prepared for a long time, knowing that he was not an opponent, he hurriedly retreated into the tent.

At this time, the Blood Witch and the Great Witch gathered around the tent.

Zhang Shiming put down the mahogany sword and took out a boning knife—since the Songwen Guding sword was acquired by Ye Shaoyang, he had no magic weapon in his hand. Later, he became a teacher of Taoist Tongxuan, and under his instruction, he found a knife that killed countless pigs. boning knife.

This kind of knife has killed living beings and has been stained with blood for a long time. Although the spiritual energy is not good, the evil spirit is extremely heavy. It can be used as a magic weapon, and it can be regarded as a sword. Coupled with the Yinming ghost technique taught by Tongxuan Taoist, it can exert a strong evil spirit. , easy to use is easy to use.

But evil spirits are filthy after all, they are used to catch ghosts and demons, similar to fighting poison with poison, long-term use, evil spirits can easily enter the body, making the stellar qi dirty, so ordinary mages who are cultivating will not use this thing as a portable magical weapon at all except for temporary use to use.

"hiss!"

Zhang Shiming raised the knife in his hand, and the boning knife cut open the tent from top to bottom.

Seven life-continuing candles were lit in the tent, and there were two people lying beside them: Ye Shaoyang and Sibao.

Guagua, Lin Sansheng, and Li Linlin stood by, staring at each other.

Seeing Ye Shaoyang's body, Fei Fei's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "The information is correct, everyone!"

Zhang Shiming was the first to rush in, but before he could do anything, he was immediately hit head-on by a terrifying force. In desperation, he hurriedly mobilized Gang Qi to block it, but was crushed instantly.

At the critical moment, Zhang Shiming picked up the magic formula, drew a seal in the air, formed a barrier, hit him for himself, flew out backwards, and fell into the mud.

The blood witches and great witches behind him immediately filled his vacancy and rushed into the tent, only to hear screams, one by one fell to death, and their bodies were torn apart.

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