Chapter four hundred and twentieth eight extraordinary shots
How is this possible? That was a magic weapon, not a carrot? Just like that, it was slashed... It wasn't cut into two pieces, but it was smashed into pieces with one cut.
Damn it! What kind of strength is this?
It’s broken! It’s a big deal.
Thinking of this, Liu Dalu's scalp went numb for a moment, and his heart was filled with fear when he thought of the terrifying place. Something big was going to happen this time.
Can it easily break a magic weapon? This requires a strength of Nascent Soul or above, right?
Hiss! Nascent Soul? How could you mess with this person? It’s broken, it’s broken?
Thinking of this possibility, Liu Dalu's back was soaked in an instant, and cold sweat flowed down like a waterfall in just a few milliseconds.
"Grandpa,...ancestor, bypass me..."
Liu Dalu instinctively knelt on the ground, knowing that this was his only way to survive.
"Grandpa,... ancestor..."
Before he could finish his sentence with a look of horror on his face, the jet-black body suddenly passed through his body easily, starting from him and fanning out outwards.
“Rumble….”
The loud sound resounded throughout the world, and in an instant all the people in Dingling City were awakened. They listened carefully and were confused, unable to figure out what happened.
Immortal cultivators throughout the city looked in the direction of the inn in surprise, then hesitated slightly, dressed neatly, prepared magical weapons and defenses, soared into the sky, and headed straight for this place.
The jet-black flames continued to spread outwards, and wherever they passed, the ground cracked open like an abyss, and everything within the range was reduced to nothingness, turning into a pitch-black patch where even light could not pass through.
Taking Liuda Road as the starting point, a fan-shaped jet of blackness spread outwards, spreading across the street for hundreds of meters before stopping.
The black fan shape is like a god writing a pen, and all objects within the scope are reduced to nothingness, as if a fan-shaped area has been erased out of thin air.
Of course, when the black horse passed through Liu Dalu, he had already disappeared. Liu Xingquan and Liu Changjiang, who were sitting upright behind him, were also affected by the black horse, and disappeared and were wiped out of thin air.
As for the seats, the gate and the road also became empty, a fan-shaped ravine appeared in front of people in a jet black shape.
This? Everyone was shocked. They looked at the huge black fan and ravine, as if the entire space had been wiped out out of thin air, and their hearts began to beat wildly.
For a moment, the scene was completely silent. Everyone's face turned red, and they looked at the strange man in strange clothes in shock and daze.
"Plop!"
Some people couldn't bear the pressure and suddenly knelt on the ground, their teeth chattering, and they banged their heads on the ground.
"Plop..."
After several pops in succession, everyone on the scene knelt down except for Zhang Qingyu, who looked dull, and Liu Biao, who looked gloomy and stiff.
"Exalted Immortal... have mercy on me! Wuwuwuwu."
Zhang Jun and others, including Zhang Jun, kowtowed and began to cry bitterly. In their entire lives, they had never seen such a fairy-like method.
Seeing this man controlling life and death like a god, they felt that their spirits were not normal at this moment.
It turned out that this man was not lying, he was really God.
This sword technique actually wiped out a huge black fan out of thin air, and everything in the fan turned into nothingness.
"Uncle? Second uncle? Dad. You...?"
Liu Biao murmured, looking at the darkness slowly dissipating in front of his eyes, his face was extremely stiff, his lips were trembling, and he could not speak completely.
"Kill me!... I offended you... Alas! The Wild Wolf Gang... is over."
This man was dressed strangely and was carrying a kitchen knife, but his methods were extremely unnatural.
This magical method is truly terrifying.
"I'm sorry? You used too much force. Did you hurt anyone?"
Wang Tao was also shocked, looking at the black kitchen knife in his hand with an ecstatic expression.
Even though he kept raising his expectations for the kitchen knife, the strength of the kitchen knife still surprised him.
Until now, he had always thought it was because of the kitchen knife. He didn't know it was. If he was using a Qi-training magic weapon at the moment, he might have wiped out half of the city.
If it were a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon, it would cause disaster for thousands of miles away.
If it were a magical weapon in the Hedao realm, I'm afraid half of the Zhou Dynasty would suffer.
If it were a large multiplier, it would be terrifying to say that half of the entire world could be wiped out.
Fortunately, Wang Tao used the most common kitchen knife, otherwise he would have caused many killings in just one stroke.
"Let's go! It's important to save people."
Wang Tao paid no attention to the people kowtowing, and did not even look at the trembling Liu Biao.
After saying that, he pulled the stunned Zhang Qingyu and walked upstairs.
"Put the person on the bed."
When they arrived at the room, Wang Tao pointed to the bed, and Zhang Qingyu stupidly put him on the bed.
"Don't be afraid, my knife will only hit the person it deserves to be hit."
When Wang Tao saw Zhang Qingyu, who had always been lively and innocent, being cautious in front of him, he suddenly said in a funny voice.
"Well. I'm...not...afraid..."
"puff!"
Wang Tao heard Zhang Qingyu's teeth chattering and burst into laughter.
He shook his head and did not try to enlighten her. He just waved his hand at her.
"Go get some hot water and find some needlework."
Wang Tao said, his expression returned to seriousness, and he took off Li Xinya's upper clothes.
The blood in her chest had solidified, her whole body was slowly becoming colder, and her weak breath was about to cease.
Wang Tao frowned, not daring to delay any longer. He frowned slightly, thinking about a treatment plan, and then quickly took action.
This situation was obviously death from shock caused by excessive blood loss.
Blood transfusion?
Wang Tao shook his head and could only pull out the dagger from her chest and clean her wounds.
At this time, Zhang Qingyu had already walked in with hot water and brought people one by one.
"Shangxian, I was very wrong. I am here to atone for my sins. Here is a good golden sore medicine, a bleeding-stopping powder. I will leave it here..."
With a smile on his face, Zhang Jun took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his arms, then winked at his daughter Zhang Qingyu, put them on the table, then respectfully stepped back and left.
Wang Tao's expression remained unchanged. At this time, Zhang Qingyu put the hot water in front of the bed and brought a bunch of medicine over.
"I...my father is not a thing, but...he is my father after all. Please don't be the same as him."
Zhang Qingyu's eyes were slightly red, and she lowered her head in shame.
They could see Wang Tao's terror, and Zhang Qingyu was obviously afraid that Wang Tao would settle the score with his wife. After all, her own father had become a shameless traitor and had bad morals.
"You don't have to feel sorry for your father. I have no desire to take action against a trash like your father."
Wang Tao said better and took the golden sore medicine from Zhang Qingyu.
He poured all over Li Xinya's wound, waited for the bleeding to stop, then began to clean the wound with hot water, and finally sutured it with needle and thread before bandaging it carefully.
"Yes, my dad is trash, disgusting trash."
Zhang Qingyu looked overjoyed when she heard that Shangxian would not take action against her father.
"Get a pen and paper?"
Wang Tao ordered, and Zhang Qingyu obediently took out a pen and paper from the wooden cabinet on the side.