What happened to Zhao Wu caused the expressions of everyone present to change.
"What a terrible smell!"
"What a good Zhao Wu, he really has a back-up plan!"
"Hidden well enough! I underestimated him before!"
The old man who had spoken to Feng Wuji before shook his mouth and said loudly to Zhao Wu:
"Master Zhao, I, Xuanfeng Castle, will no longer care about the grudge between you and Feng Wuji."
"You can let it go and fight with it!"
"But this rare treasure still has to be fought for!"
Zhao Wu glanced at the old man with his dark eyes, and sneered in a cold and hoarse voice:
"You...are nothing."
"I want both the exotic treasure and this little bastard's life!"
The old man from Xuanfeng Castle did not expect that Zhao Wu would be so disrespectful. His face turned red and he said angrily:
"Zhao Wu, don't be so shameless!"
"You just want to dominate a small place like Broken Soul Ridge. Do you really take yourself seriously?"
"Believe it or not, after you leave, I, Xuanfeng Castle, will send people to destroy your Zhao family?!"
In terms of scale alone, Xuanfeng Castle is indeed a bit better than the four major families.
This is also where the old man’s confidence lies.
Zhao Wu suddenly fell into silence, his body trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
When the old man from Xuanfeng Castle saw that he didn't reply, he thought he was scared, so his expression relaxed a little.
The old man snorted coldly and was about to continue speaking.
call out!
A black light suddenly passed through!
The old man only felt a pain in his heart, and Zhao Wu had appeared in front of him, holding a fresh, beating heart in his dark right hand!
"I've tolerated you foreign wastes for a long time!"
Zhao Wu said with a cruel look in his eyes.
"Obviously this is my rare treasure in Duanhun Ridge, but you are relying on the strength of the crowd to interfere with it."
"Previously, I was obstructed in every possible way, causing me to lose all my majesty."
There was a long-suppressed joy in his cold tone.
The old man's whole body was cold, and he lowered his head tremblingly. There was a big hole in his heart, and blood was flowing out.
His mind was in chaos, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"You...you dare to kill me..."
Zhao Wu suddenly punched out, and the black energy burst out, hitting the old man's head hard!
Bang!
The old man who was born in Xuanfeng Castle had his head smashed into pieces in an instant.
Zhao Wu didn't seem to understand his hatred yet, so he waved his left hand again, and another claw.
The ghost hands that completely turned into black appeared in the air, grabbing the old man's headless body and smashing it into pieces.
Pieces of flesh and blood were flying all over the sky, making the red mist in this little hell even more vivid.
"Old man Lu was actually killed..."
"Is this Zhao Wu crazy!!!"
The tragic death of the old man from Xuanfeng Castle shocked everyone present.
They didn't expect that Zhao Wu would suddenly attack.
What makes them even more unbelievable is that Zhao Wu's current strength is so terrifying.
"Old man Lu is also one of the top experts in Xuanfeng Castle...how could he be eliminated so easily?!"
One person's face was as pale as a wooden chicken.
You know, although this Lu Ping has a bad reputation in private, he is also a practitioner at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion Realm.
Zhao Wu was obviously slightly weaker than him before.
"He...what exactly did he do?!"
"How could the strength improve so quickly!"
Zhao Wu stood among the fragments of flesh and blood, with a look of intoxication and enjoyment on his face.
I just feel that the grievances I have suffered and the hardships I have endured are all worth mentioning in the face of this power!
Feng Wuji frowned and stared warily at Zhao Wu, who looked like a madman.
He didn't expect this guy to act like this.
"Old guy, what spell did he use?"
Zu Huo was silent for a moment and said:
"How do I recognize these little curses?"
"But his strength has indeed increased a lot, little guy, you must be careful!"
At this moment, someone suddenly lost his voice and said:
"This is...Senluo Three Tomb Curse!"
Feng Wuji's eyes narrowed and he turned around, only to see that the speaker was an old man with white hair and beard.
"Senior Li, you said that the leader of the Zhao Wu family uses spells?"
A young man next to the old man asked in confusion.
The old man surnamed Li turned pale and said in shock:
"I'm absolutely right!"
"This spell was a secret that was not passed down from Senluo Sect back then. It is extremely terrifying and vicious."
"The person who cast the spell transformed himself into three tombs where evil spirits were buried."
"Every time you open a tomb, your strength will skyrocket! At the same time, you will be corroded by evil spirits."
"When all three tombs are opened, the evil ghost will be released and completely devour everything of the caster!"
The Senluo Sect was a demonic sect that caused disaster three hundred years ago. Because its members committed many evil deeds and suffered numerous consequences, they were besieged and punished by the righteous sects of Lanyue Continent.
Eventually he was exterminated.
"It's actually the Senluo Sect's spell..."
"The three magic lines on his face symbolize the three ghost tombs?"
"No wonder his strength has improved so much since the first magic pattern broke."
"No wonder he looks like this now and is becoming less and less human!"
Zhao Wu turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He looked at his hands and was immersed in the wonderful feeling of increased strength.
This is also the reason why countless people still flock to the Senluo Three Tomb Curse despite its extremely serious side effects.
No one can resist the pleasure of this increased power.
Zhao Wu suddenly raised his head and said coldly:
"Since you all know the Senluo Three Tomb Curse now, I won't hide it anymore."
"I am bound to get that purple bead."
"Feng Wuji will also die!"
"I don't mind killing anyone who wants to stop you."
The ghostly aura around him became more and more intense, and he looked extremely terrifying. For a while, no one dared to talk to him.
"Oh……"
Zhao Wu was very satisfied with the silence at the scene. He let out a thin and sinister laugh, and then he flashed.
call out!
Accompanied by the overwhelming ghost energy, Zhao Wu drew a dark ghost path in the air and rushed towards Feng Wuji.
"Hahahahaha, little bastard, I will make you suffer the most terrible torture!"
"This is what will happen if you go against my Zhao family!"
He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the majestic energy gathered in the air, turning into a dark ghost hand that was dozens of feet long!
The ghost's hands are also covered with circles of ghost patterns, which are shining with a cold luster.
boom!
This extremely huge and monstrous ghost hand, as if it was covering the sky and blocking out the sun, fiercely grabbed Feng Wuji.
"No, you can't resist this blow!"
Gao Zhou's eyes twitched wildly and he shouted:
"Get out of the way!"
Feng Wuji looked solemn, looking at the enveloping shadow, with endless fighting spirit in his eyes.
Even though Zhao Wu's strength greatly improved due to this strange spell, how could he be afraid at all?
hiss!
He tore off his already tattered shirt, revealing his muscular and well-proportioned naked upper body.
The whole body suddenly burst into golden flames.
Bend your right arm, make a fist and get ready to go.
The way of domination and glory, be diligent and courageous, and move forward indomitably!
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
boom!
Feng Wuji suddenly straightened his right arm and punched out!
The fist intention was condensed, and along with the billowing vitality, it turned into a golden fist that was also dozens of feet wide, and met Zhao Wu's ghost hand head-on!