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Chapter 1844 Slap to death

Chapter 1912

Master Earth Alchemy, are you kidding me?

How old he is, he is the Earth Alchemist. Even our Qianjin Association has only one Earth Alchemist, and his status is higher than the Vice President.

Everyone roared and discussed.

No one believed what Ning Jie said.

Because it's too fake.

Earth Alchemist, why did you come to Heishan City? Heishan City is just a small place, even in the King Tianyu City, it is a remote place.

The status of the Earth Alchemist is no less than that of the late Xiantian.

Because they are a mobile treasure house, representing an endless supply of spiritual elixirs, for any force, the Earth Alchemist is the target of its efforts to win over.

Ning Jie, do you think that by just forging an identity, Baibao Pavilion can escape sanctions?

Naive, no wonder Baibao Pavilion degenerated to this level after Ningtai's death, and dared to tell any lies.

Just a Baibao Pavilion, I also want to invite an earthly alchemist, let’s have a dream.

Wu Qiwei jumped out directly, pointed at Long Xiaoshan and shouted: Little boy, do you still remember me? Back in the Savage Mountains, you took away my turtle grass, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet. Father, this person was

He was hanging out with some mountain people. He was not an alchemist at all. He came here and pretended to be powerful. He was caught quickly. The boy wanted to take revenge for that day.

Long Xiaoshan glanced at Wu Qiwei: It turned out to be you. I saved your life from the violent bear that day. I was ungrateful and greedy for saving my life. In this case, I took back this small life.

After saying that, Long Xiaoshan slapped Wu Qiwei with a light palm.

The crystal-clear jade palm pressed down.

The void suddenly shook violently.

not good!

Wu Qiwei himself didn't feel anything, but the ten innate figures in the sky felt it. His face changed, but as soon as the thought came up, Wu Yao wanted to rush down, but it was already too late.

A transparent palm pressure came on Wu Qiwei's head.

It's like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Wu Qiwei's body suddenly erupted with intense rays of light.

Among them, there is a ray of light that is the thickest, emitting bursts of vast innate energy, and it is an innate divine talisman.

Ever since Wu Qiwei was almost killed by a man-bear in the Savage Mountains last time and was humiliated by Long Xiaoshan, Wu Qiwei knew that he was not strong enough, so he specially collected a bunch of defensive magic weapons and put them on his body.

He also pestered his father and got him an innate talisman, which could block an innate strike at critical moments.

Crackling!

When those rays of light touched the palm pressure, they all collapsed like bubbles. There was not even a tenth of a breath, and only the light of the innate divine talisman was left to impact on the palm pressure.

Click!

The light of the innate magical talisman trembled violently and filled the air with cracks. Although it lasted more than the light of other magic weapons, it still lasted no longer than half a breath.

The light of the innate talisman suddenly shattered.

That terrifying palm pressure was like the sky collapsing, and it was impossible to resist.

Before the pressure hit Wu Qiwei, Wu Qiwei's body could no longer withstand the pressure. His blood vessels burst and even his eyeballs exploded.

No!

Uqiwei roared.

The voice was shrill and desperate.

His father was only a hundred meters away from him, and he was surrounded by masters of the three innate forces. In addition, he had various defensive treasures, so he was so arrogant and jumped out to scold Long Xiaoshan.

Unexpectedly, in such a situation where he was besieged on all sides, Long Xiaoshan would still kill him brazenly.

Moreover, even the innate talisman on his body did not block the opponent.

When death was imminent, he despaired and regretted it.

Why should you stand up for yourself?

He is the young master of the Wulei Sect. He has a noble birth, enjoys all the glory, women, money, and a lot of lifespan that he can squander. But now

Poof!

Wu Qiwei's thoughts of regret had not yet finished, and his consciousness had been completely annihilated.

Long Xiaoshan's palm pressure came down with a crash.

Where Wu Qiwei was standing, a huge palm print pit suddenly appeared several meters deep. In the pit, Wu Qiwei had disappeared, leaving only a human-shaped blood stain, including flesh, blood, bones, and soul.

All turned into powder.

Put all the treasures in front of you.

Heaven and earth.

There was dead silence.

Everyone couldn't believe the scene in front of them. Wu Qiwei, the young master of the Wurei Sect, just jumped out and said a word, and was slapped to death by Long Xiaoshan.

He died so unexpectedly.

Everyone, including the innately powerful ones, were unable to react in time.

Everyone thought that Long Xiaoshan was just a scapegoat that Ning Jie pushed out to block the gun, but now, this scapegoat has killed the young master of the Wurei Sect.

This is going to turn the world upside down!

No!

A shrill and furious roar came from the air.

A figure swooped down and landed next to the large palm print pit.

Astonishingly, it was Wu Yao, the leader of the Wulei Sect.

Although Wu Qiwei is somewhat incompetent, he is Wu Yao's only son after all. In the world of cultivation, the more powerful he is, the harder it is to give birth to an heir. After Wu Yao enters the innate world, it is difficult to get a woman pregnant.

Uqiwe is his successor.

He naturally loved him very much, and even the last time Wu Qiwei was injured, he did not hesitate to spend his essence and blood to refine an innate magic talisman for Wu Qiwei to defend himself.

Therefore, even if Long Xiaoshan took action just now, it made him a step slower.

He wasn't too nervous either.

After all, Wu Qiwei has an innate talisman on his body. Even if the opponent is innate, it is not that simple to kill Wu Qiwei. At least he can buy time for him to rescue him.

But I didn't expect that the innate magic talisman didn't even block half of my breath.

Uqiwei was shot to death.

Wu Yao looked at the blood in the palm pit. Wu Qiwei was already dead. Even his soul was smashed into pieces, leaving him no hope at all.

ah!

Wu Yao looked up to the sky and roared wildly.

His long hair stood on end, and a terrifying innate energy rushed out of him, knocking away even the three powerful innate forces around him.

Wu Yao's eyes were blood red. At this time, he was extremely furious and exploded his innate power to twelve points.

The vitality of heaven and earth is like a tsunami, rolling in violent waves, and the waves are turbulent.

Everyone looked horrified.

This is the true power of the innate strong. Wu Yao and others who were standing in the air just now did not have any attacks at all.

Wu Yao slowly turned his head, staring at Long Xiaoshan with blood in his eyes.

You dare to kill my son.

Today, not only will you die, I will also find anyone who is related to your bloodline, even if they are outside the nine tribes, and kill them to death, so that you and your tribe will completely disappear from this world.

Wu Yao said every word, his expression cruel and ferocious.

Yeah?

Long Xiaoshan's face was impassive, as if he didn't care at all: If that's the case, then I'll crush all of your Wushi clan to death.

well.

Wu Yao was extremely angry and laughed back: I, Wu Yao, have not killed anyone for a long time. It seems that some people have forgotten how my Wulei Sect rose up in the past. Die!

Wu Yao soared into the sky, spread out his black wings on his back, and turned into a demon of darkness. His hands formed black claw blades, like obsidian, filled with bloody and dark energy, and he tore them down towards Long Xiaoshan.


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