Qihuo smiled and waved his hand, "This kind of disguise with a human skin mask is new to me. If I use other methods of disguise, no one will be able to tell. This old brother, you are here to steal a hundred dollars from me."
Ten thousand gold? I am determined to get this million gold. If you come to snatch it, I will not show mercy to you."
The sword demon's eyes drifted towards Yu Wenhao, and he immediately shook his head at Qihuo, "I asked myself that I can't survive three moves under your hands without humiliating myself, so I gave up."
He handed over to Yu Wenhao and said, "Your Highness, we will meet again. I will wait for my disciple first."
After he finished speaking, he straightened up and disappeared instantly.
This inconspicuous move still shocked everyone. Why is today a gathering day for masters? A sword demon and an unheard-of Flame Palm master are not economical lamps.
The sword demon is gone, but the master who calls himself Qihuo is still here. He keeps saying that he wants to get millions of gold, but he also says that he doesn’t want the prince’s head. It’s puzzling. How can he get this without the prince’s head?
One million taels of gold?
"Hey, juggler," Xu Yi called to him, "If you don't want to kill the prince, what are you doing here?"
"Aren't you going to tell me? I want gold. There are many poor people in my countryside, and I want to help them." Qihuo said, he turned around and entered the hall, raised his hand and said: "The prince comes in to talk, other people waiting, please leave!"
Yu Wenhao lost his sword and ordered General Guiying Weiluo, "Take the people and withdraw!"
"Prince, it's dangerous!" General Luo hurriedly grabbed Yu Wenhao and said.
Yu Wenhao glanced inside and said calmly: "If he really wants to take my head, it makes no difference whether you are here or not!"
After a few words, everyone lowered their heads and felt very ashamed. However, they had never seen such a powerful person in martial arts, and they really didn't know how to deal with it.
The fourth master also lost his sword and went in first. Qihuo looked at him with admiration, "Boy, you are quite brave."
"Anyway, my head is not worth millions of gold." The fourth master sat down. He had almost exhausted his internal energy from the battle just now and was really tired.
Yu Wenhao also came in. Seeing Qihuo sitting in his seat, he had no choice but to sit down next to him and look at him, "Since you are not going to take my head, I don't know..." he said.
, took one look at his face and realized that calling him an old man was inappropriate, so he stopped talking.
Qihuo gave him a meaningful look, "I recently learned a new skill."
"Technology?" Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master looked at each other. Although they didn't answer the question, they had unique skills, so they could only follow his words and ask, "What technology?"
Qihuo said: "Dig a bucket of yellow mud and send these onlookers away."
Yu Wenhao looked at him, then slowly turned back and told Tang Yang, "Do as he said."
Tang Yang nodded, then quickly went out, asked someone to dig out yellow mud in the backyard, filled a bucket full of mud, and brought it over, and then evacuated all the ghost guards.