He held a medicine jar filled with blood and walked in one direction. Using the blood stains as a lead along the way, he opened up a mountain road that was more than ten miles long. Then, he returned to the same path and walked in the other direction.
Traces of blood were left in the same way, eventually leading the route in the opposite direction to the first one.
The end points in the two directions are far apart, more than tens of miles apart, with mountains, rocks and jungles in between. It is difficult to rush from the end point in one direction to the end point in the other direction in a very short time.
After everything was ready, he found an excellent hiding place. Not only was this place a good place to hide his tracks, but he could also observe the situation at the three-way intersection.
He called the little beast Linglong with his heart, asking for its help, and trying to find a way to lure Wenmo and Lai Hemo here.
Linglong did not refuse, but said unhappily: "You guy, I spent a long time trying to trap two shrimps in this space. Now if you ask me to lead them out, isn't it okay?
Have I wasted all my previous efforts?"
Wentian asked in surprise: "You trapped them here?"
"That's right! I saw that you were delayed in coming to kill them, and I was afraid that they would run away soon. So I spent a lot of effort to trap them inside with formation patterns." Linglong replied easily.
"What? You can actually use the formation pattern to trap them?" Wentian looked extremely surprised.
"What's the point? Trapping them is just a side dish. Okay, I'm going to lure them here now. Remember to roast some game for me after killing them. I'm hungry..."
"Damn, you foodie. Go ahead and I'll bake ten of them for you in a minute."
When Wentian listened to its words, he became more and more surprised. He didn't expect that this guy could use the formation to trap Wen Mo and Lai He.
Linglong stopped talking and headed towards where Wen Mo and Lai Hemo were. She quickly led Wen Mo and Lai Hemo over.
"Which one do you want to kill first?" Linglong asked in a sleepy voice.
Wentian didn't think about it and said directly: "Kill Wen Mo first!"
Linglong said puzzledly: "Why don't you kill the toad first? If you kill him first and then kill Wenmo, you won't have anything to worry about."
Wentian frowned and sighed: "But Toad's cultivation level is far superior to mine. How easy is it to kill him?"
"Since you don't want to kill Lai He now, then I will go back to sleep first, and then call me when you kill the toad..."
Linglong turned around with a slightly disappointed expression, and disappeared into the jungle in a flash.
"Is there any way this little guy can help me get rid of the toad?" Wentian muttered to himself, hiding himself well.
Soon, Wen Mo and Lai He came looking for him.
The two stood still, looking at the two routes in front of them, both frowning.
Lai Hemo said angrily: "This cunning little bastard is repeating his old tricks. He has left traces on both roads in front of him. Is he just trying to trick us?"
Wen Mo sneered and said: "He took a blow from me and was seriously injured. He is trying to be mysterious at this moment just to escape for his life. Don't worry, facing him who was seriously injured, whether it's you or me, as long as you catch up with him, you can easily
Kill them!"
"Young Master Wen, this bastard cannot be underestimated. Don't forget, he has killed five of us in succession." Lai Hemo reminded Wenmo with a slightly worried look.
Wen Mo sneered and said disdainfully: "I believe in my strength. The blow I gave him before must have caused him serious injuries. Therefore, the two of us should chase separately to avoid letting him escape again.
Lose."
Lai He had no choice but to follow his advice.
The two of them ran away separately, following the traces left by Wentian.
Wentian looked at Wen Mo's retreating figure and followed him quietly.
Wenmo walked quickly through the mountains and forests, gradually approaching the end of the road. Not only did he not find Wentian, but he could not even find the traces left by Wentian. He secretly felt that he had been deceived, and turned back, preparing to go to Bu Laihe.
What a rendezvous.
At this moment, Wentian had already hidden himself halfway, waiting for him to return and fatally attack him.
Facing Wen Mo, whose spiritual realm was two steps higher than his own, Wentian was not sure of killing him with one strike. So when he chose a place to attack, he chose a place where he could advance and retreat. If
It's best if you can kill Wen Mo with one blow. If you can't, just run away quickly.
Wen Mo was running like flying, and he did not expect that Wentian would attack and kill him halfway. In his opinion, Wentian had been seriously injured by him, and he no longer had the ability to attack and kill him.
But what he didn't expect was that Wentian suddenly attacked him at this moment, leaping out from the bushes like a tiger. The punch was powerful, as powerful as thunder. The heavy punch was released like a stormy wave.
The extremely strong murderous aura fell directly on his body.
Although he was surprised, he still took shelter.
But before Wentian attacked, he had grasped the timing and intensity of the attack extremely accurately. How could he easily avoid it?
"Go to hell, Wenmo!"
Amidst the cold roar, Wentian's fist was as if it were made of steel, releasing extremely strong murderous intent. It was powerful and heavy, and fell hard on his body, smashing half of his body to pieces in an instant.
He screamed in horror, and his body was blasted more than ten feet away by Wentian's fist. He landed heavily on an ancient tree, then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and withered in the grass without the tree trunk.
Wentian flew in front of him, not wanting to give him any chance to breathe. He raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed directly towards his throat.
"Don't, don't kill me..."
Wen Mo's face turned pale, with a look of fear in his eyes.
Wentian sneered, the dagger in his hand kept coming close to his throat.
"Three Xuan-level martial arts, and one Earth-level martial skill, in exchange for you letting me go..." Wen Mo's face was pale and full of panic.
After Wentian heard what he said, his hand movements slowed down.
Three profound-level martial arts and one earth-level martial arts? Hey, I'll kill you after I get the combat skills.
Thinking in his mind, he stopped the knife three inches in front of Wen Mo's throat and sneered: "Take it out, if you dare to play tricks with me, I will make your life worse than death!"
"Don't dare..."
Wen Mo looked pained as he hurriedly took out an exquisite Qiankun bag from his arms.
"I won't lie to you. In addition to the four martial arts skills, this Qiankun bag also contains a crystal card with a memory of 100,000 silver coins. I hope you can let me live for the sake of my fellow disciples..."
He finished speaking tremblingly, coughing twice in succession, and his face turned as pale as paper.
Wentian sneered, with a strong murderous aura exuding from his body, and shouted: "You wanted to kill me before, but now you want me to let you go, do you think it's possible?"
"You can't go back on your word and keep your word? I gave you martial arts skills, you should let me go..." Wen Mo said nervously.
Wentian burst out laughing and said, "Back on your word? When did I promise to let you go once I gained my martial arts skills? For a vicious, despicable and shameless person like you, I will never let you go."
"Ye Wentian, you bastard, since you are unwilling to let me go, then you will never get out of this Nanling Valley alive." Wen Mo roared and said with a vicious look in his eyes.
Wentian saw the strange look on his face, and suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.