Deng Jiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the warrior, including his horse and man.

"Lord Wu Zun..." The warrior turned pale with fright. Before he could beg for mercy, a finger was pierced between his eyebrows, and the spiritual platform was instantly annihilated.

Immediately afterwards, his horse's head suddenly fell to the ground.

At the same time, Deng Jiu flicked his fingers, and a purple flame appeared between his fingers.

Purple flame is real fire!

The man stretched out his hand, grabbed the storage bag at the samurai's waist, and then "chichi" two lines of fire popped out, immediately igniting the bodies of the samurai and Wanlima.

The silent flames suddenly burned fiercely. In just a dozen breaths, one person and one horse were reduced to ashes. Not even a drop of blood could be seen on the ground. Only a piece of armor and a long sword were left intact.

Deng Jiu took out the armor's long sword and put it into his storage bag. He did all this with ease and was extremely skillful.

The traces were quickly erased. It was as if the samurai had never been there.

Jiang Yao stared at all this blankly, feeling a turmoil in his heart.

He knew that Wu Xiu was powerful, but he never expected that Wu Xiu would do this when killing people and eliminating traces.
Chapter completed!