The name of Yama is rarely known. There may be a lot of people in Dali who know it, but not many people in the martial arts world of the Central Plains know it. Even though the massacre at Juxian Village occurred, there were only one or two people who escaped, and they were not known to outsiders.
.So, when they saw the dignified "Nan Murong" bowing politely to the visitor, everyone present was shocked and secretly guessed who the visitor was.
In the middle of the field, Duan Yu, Jiumozhi and several of Murong Fu's generals all knew Xue Wusuan. At this time, they all lowered their heads and tied their hands without daring to say a word. Duan Yu, in particular, even hid behind his bodyguards, fearing to be seen.
He came to this extremely terrifying "Brother Yan". Every time he saw him these two times, he would say strange words, which made his mind fluctuate until now, as if a demon was about to come out and plunder him.
"Okay, no need to salute, let's go play." Xue Wusuan waved to the saluting people, then walked up to Su Xinghe with a smile and asked: "Old man Su, you have been obsessed with chess and chess all day long.
The various arts such as calligraphy and painting have ruined martial arts. I can only watch this bastard who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors showing off his power in front of his eyes. Have you ever regretted it in your heart? "
Su Xinghe's face darkened slightly and asked: "Who are you?"
Xue Wusuan smiled but did not answer. He turned to look at the old man next to him who was dressed in colorful clothes. He really couldn't think of anyone else in the world other than Ding Chunqiu, an old guy, who would wear clothes so tastelessly.
"Old Monster Ding, I heard that your divine tree king tripod is quite good. How about giving it to me? I'll trade your life for you."
Ding Chunqiu was already angry when he heard Xue Wusuan calling himself "a bastard who deceives his teacher and destroys his ancestors" when talking to Su Xinghe. He secretly released poison from his sleeve, and was about to kill the unknown source in front of him.
He is an arrogant person. But it has been four or five breaths, and there is no movement. He is confused. But he hears the other party asking for the Xingxiu Sect's treasure to suppress the sect. What is even more annoying is that
In exchange for his own life?
"Exchange my own life for the divine wood king tripod? Boy, is your brain burned out?" As he spoke, he slapped his sleeve towards Xue Wusuan's face, bringing up a puff of brown smoke.
Xue Wusuan did not dodge or dodge, just waiting for the smoke covering him to dissipate. He looked at Ding Chunqiu who looked triumphant with a half-smile.
"Hmph! You are not overestimating your capabilities. Let's see how long you can endure the rotten corpse poison of this immortal!" Ding Chunqiu saw Xue Wusuan's expressionless face and sneered in his heart, thinking that the other party was resisting. He smiled sinisterly and looked at Xue Wusuan.
There is no such thing as the tragic situation when the poison occurs.
"Poison? This thing is also called poison? Forget it, why bother with you? I'll talk to you later."
A mere poisonous powder?
At the same time that Xue Wusuan turned around, Ding Chunqiu slapped Xue Wusuan's vest with a cold palm, and the energy-changing technique in his hand turned sharply, planning to destroy Xue Wusuan's internal strength.
What kind of scene will it be like when Huigong Dafa meets Beiming Shenggong? It's like a father meeting his son. If you dare to make a mistake? Just slap him in the face until you can't find him.
"Bei, Beiming Divine Art?! You, you..."
Ding Chunqiu is a third-generation disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. His famous Qigong transformation method was derived from Beiming Divine Art. How could he not recognize it? He was horrified and wanted to break free, but the suction force between his palms was too terrifying. Not only was he unable to break free,
On the contrary, within a few breaths, most of the internal strength in his body was gone.
"Spare me, spare me!"
Xue Wusuan seriously stopped his hand and asked with a smile: "Where is the Divine Wood King Cauldron? Take it out in exchange for your own life."
"Sir, please forgive me. The cauldron was stolen by one of my subordinates. I am also pursuing it. Please, please forgive me for a few days. As long as I recover it, I will definitely..."
When Xue Wusuan heard this, he immediately lost interest and interrupted: "No need. Without the Divine Wood King Cauldron, I will take away your old life. Remember to tell me your name when you meet the Soul Gathering Envoy after you go down.
Just say that I have a use for keeping you here. Remember?"
"No, no, no! Don't kill me, I still have..."
If the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, can you survive until the fifth watch?
As soon as he pointed out, Ding Chunqiu's forehead was a circular hole, and a red and white substance spattered out, and he died on the spot.
Then, in Xue Wusuan's eyes, a ray of ghost slowly floated out from Ding Chunqiu's body, and he looked at Xue Wusuan in front of him with a dull expression.
Xue Wusuan's soul spoke and said to Ding Chunqiu: "How about it? Death is actually not terrible, right? People in the world always want to live forever, but who knows that immortality is actually about pain. Go ahead and follow that power.
.Remember what I told you."
Ding Chunqiu, who turned into a ghost, was extremely surprised. He had never thought that people could continue to exist as they are now after death. He looked at his body at his feet and then at Xue Wusuan, and he was always there in the dark.
The force that pulled me was filled with confusion. However, I couldn't allow it to stay any longer. Under that majestic force, it slowly sank into the ground and soon disappeared.
Is the old monster Xingxiu dead like this?
Everyone who knows Xue Wusuan is indifferent in their hearts. So what if Old Monster Xingxiu is a top-notch expert in the world? It depends on who he is facing. In this man's eyes, there is no difference between a top-notch expert and an ant living on the ground.
After sending Ding Chunqiu away, Xue Wusuan ignored the frightened looks around him and continued to look at Su Xinghe, who was looking ecstatically and looking like a revengeful man, and said: "Old man Su, look, I, the scum of your master, have helped you
The food is ready. Would you like me to go in and take a look at Wuyazi?"
"Ah? You, how do you know?!" Su Xinghe originally wanted to thank Xue Wusuan for helping the Xiaoyao Sect clean up the family. But before he could say anything, he heard the other party say "Wu Yazi" three times.
How amazing is this? Besides him, there is no one else in the world who knows that his master is still alive?!
"How did I know that this has anything to do with it? If I hadn't thought that Wu Yazi still lacked a chance, I would have been here long ago. Okay, I won't talk to you old man anymore." After saying this, Xue Wu
Su Xinghe waved his fan and walked towards the wooden house at the back. Su Xinghe wanted to stop him, but was slapped away by Xue Wusuan. He fell to the ground and could not get up again.
"Murong Fu, oh, and that monk Fanbang over there, Jiumozhi, right? Help me stay here and don't let others disturb me."
"Don't worry, sir. Murong Fu will not let young people come in and disturb you."
"Amitabha! Donor, please rest assured that the poor monk will not let anyone in here to disturb the benefactor."
There were two people. One was eager to help Xue Wusuan with something. The other was too afraid to disobey.
However, Xue Wusuan didn't care about this. He waved his fan and got into the wooden house through the big hole that the little monk had broken.
In the wooden house, an old man with white hair and a shawl, who was still handsome even though he was old, was sitting cross-legged on the bed. A young monk was kneeling on the floor in front of him. The two were talking about something, and they heard the footsteps of each other.
Qi turned his head and looked over.
Xue Wusuan closed the folding fan and watched the two people look up and down with interest. He thought to himself: No wonder Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui both love Wu Yazi to death. It turns out he is really a super handsome guy! Duan Yu,
Duan Zhengchun, Murong Fu and these guys are scum compared to him! Oh, this monk is Xu Zhu? As expected, he has a stupid look on his face.
"Who are you!" Wu Yazi frowned slightly, his tone cold.
"I, Yama, see that you are destined to be with me, so I will come over and wait for you."