Chapter 132: Capturing the Two Thieves Blood Slaughter
"Who are you!" The black wind thief was startled and wanted to take his fist back. He didn't move, but he still didn't move. His fist seemed to be caught by an iron clamp. No matter how he pulled it, the young man opposite him couldn't move.
They are all as stable as Mount Tai, and they cannot move even if their feet stand on the same spot.
"I don't believe it!" Black Wind Thief secretly felt cruel. As one of the five major forces of the Wild Wolf, it was such a shame that he couldn't hold back his fist in front of a young man. The fire spiritual power was instantly strengthened, and a burst of flames burst from his fist.
It erupted out like a fire dragon and drowned Huang Wuji.
"Haha, you know I'm powerful!" The Black Wind Thief laughed loudly and watched Huang Wuji being engulfed in flames. He pumped his fist outwards and didn't move at all. A trace of doubt flashed in his heart as to what was going on.
At this time, the orange flame gradually extinguished without the blessing of the fire spirit power. A figure seemed to stand on the top of the mountain. The palm of the mutton-fat white jade remained unchanged. Layers of faint golden light enveloped the whole body. The cold and proud figure
His eyes were looking at the Black Wind Thief as always, with a slight smile of disdain on his lips, and he clenched his palms with slight force, only to hear a crisp sound.
Drops of cold sweat broke out on the Black Wind Thief's forehead, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes. He stepped back and pulled out his fists vigorously. His eyes were erratic, as if he was afraid.
Huang Wuji sneered in his heart when he saw the Black Wind Thief's expression. A cunning light flashed through the Black Wind Thief's eyes. When he drew his fist, he suddenly raised his left leg and with all his spiritual power, it erupted like a fire dragon wagging its tail.
He unleashed an astonishing amount of energy and kicked Huang Wuji in the head with a scorching heat that seemed to burn through the entire earth.
Huang Wuji knew that this horse thief from Yelangyuan would not give in easily. Faced with the menacing kick, he released his palm and pushed it lightly, dodging it easily. He tapped the ground with his toes as if he was teleporting, and made a slight swish sound.
With a loud noise, he disappeared on the spot in an instant, dodging behind the black wind thief. The jade-like white hands turned into fists, covered with a layer of faint golden light, and passed through the flames with an extremely sharp edge.
With a bang, it was like being hit on thick cowhide, and the protective spiritual power instantly collapsed and turned into dots of starlight. The Black Wind Thief's body was like a kite with its string broken, flying directly upside down, gliding for a distance and then falling heavily.
On the grass.
The Variety Flying Fox didn't know when he opened his eyes. He sat on the ground blankly and watched everything. The arrogant black wind thief could not make three moves at the hands of the young man. His eyes were filled with horror. He looked at the young man's actions.
With his childish face, I really can't think of any force in Daman that can cultivate such a genius.
The Black Wind Thief was knocked to the ground by Huang Wuji's punch, and all his spiritual power was temporarily sealed. If the Black Wind Thief wanted to break through the seal, according to his strength, it would be impossible without five hours.
Huang Wuji walked up to the Variety Flying Fox, grabbed her blond hair that was as dazzling as the sun, and without any pity, he directly lifted the blond hair up and pulled it in front of him. He looked at the peerless beauty that is rare among the indigenous people, and dragged
He walked slowly towards the Black Wind Thief with his body bent.
The Variety Flying Fox wanted to resist, but for some reason, seeing Huang Wuji's cold and indifferent eyes, a chill ran through his heart. A woman's sixth sense kept telling her not to give up, as resisting would only lead to death.
The Variety Flying Fox allowed Huang Wuji to drag her body and walk on the plain. But the horse thieves on the side gave up and watched the boss, whom they respected as a goddess, being dragged by the hair like a bereaved dog on the dark soil.
On the way, a surge of anger instantly swallowed up their hearts, and they blocked Huang Wuji's way regardless of fighting with the Black Wind Horse Thieves.
"Boy, let our boss go now, or I'll chop off your head and use it as a chamber pot!" The young man who had previously scolded the Black Wind Bandit seemed to have no expression, and led a large group of people to stand in front of Huang Wuji, shouting.
When the Variety Flying Fox heard someone talking in front of him, he raised his head and saw that his expression suddenly changed. He ignored Huang Wuji's presence and shouted anxiously: "Thor, go quickly, you can't deal with this guy. I'll tell you when I get back."
My brother, I can’t help him anymore!”.
"Shut up!" Huang Wuji did not hesitate to hit the Variety Flying Fox on the face as smooth as milk. With a snap, a red palm print appeared on the face, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of the mouth.
Half of the cheeks turned purple and swollen.
The pretty boy looked at that angelic and perfect cheek, and was slapped hard, as if it hit his heart. He ignored Baibian Feihu's warning, pointed at Huang Wuji, and said with a vicious look on his face: "Come on,
Come to me, kill this kid, I will chop off his head and put it under the bed to use as a chamber pot every night."
When Bailian Feihu heard the words, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at Huang Wuji. His heart felt like he was in an ice cave, freezing from beginning to end. When Xiaobailian said those words, Huang Wuji's dark pupils seemed to be like black holes.
All the surrounding light was sucked in and swallowed up, and the bone-piercing cold light flashed crosswise like lightning.
Huang Wuji's face was expressionless. He raised his free left hand and stretched it towards the pretty face. A terrifying suction force blew it up like a hurricane. The pretty face flew in the air, dancing and shouting. There was a faint urge to urinate between his crotch. Huang Wuji
With a disgusted look in his eyes, he raised his hand, and the pretty face was sucked down, and his small head was caught in the white jade palm.
"Boy, what do you dare? Do you know who I am? My brother!" The pretty boy continued to shout arrogantly, not stopping at all because his life was in Huang Wuji's hands.
"I don't need to know who your brother is!" The murderous intention emerged from the gap between Huang Wuji's teeth like a cold wind. His white palms were like a habit of crushing, and with a bang, the little white-faced boy's whole head was directly crushed.
, blood, brains, broken bones, and blood-red nerves were all exposed. His eyes were unbelievable before he died, and his mouth seemed to be saying "You really dare to kill me."
"You really killed him!" Baibian Feihu looked at Huang Wuji with disbelief. He was dumbfounded by the method that didn't seem to be killing people like butchering dogs. He was confused in his heart, thinking that the pretty brother knew
How furious would he be if his biological brother died?
"Things that are worse than a dog are just killing. Do we need your consent?" Huang Wuji's indifferent tone did not contain any fluctuations. It seemed that he was not talking about people, but just a normal thing.
"But, do you know who his brother is!" The Variety Flying Fox looked at Huang Wuji with lamenting eyes, as if he was looking at the dying person for the last time.
"I don't need to know that even if his brother comes, he will end up like him!" Huang Wuji threw the headless corpse in front of the Variety Flying Fox, and gently held the corpse with his left hand.
When it is crushed, you can still hear the crisp sound of the bones being crushed.
"Who are you and what do you want to do!" Baibian Feihu was always a woman. He carefully noticed that Huang Wuji didn't kill her, as if he wanted to ask something.
"No hurry!" Huang Wuji pointed at the Black Wind Bandit lying motionless on the ground one by one, dragged the Variety Flying Fox, and took a few steps to grab the burly body, preparing to return to the caravan guard circle.
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But at this moment, all the horse thieves, including the Fenghu Horse Thieves Group and the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group, stopped and looked at the two people held in Huang Wuji's hands.
"Boy, release our leader quickly, or you will be cut into pieces!" One of the ten knights from the Black Wind Horse Thief Group who followed the Black Wind Thief jumped out, pointed at Huang Wuji and said in an evil voice.
"Boy, let our boss go now, or you won't be able to leave Wild Wolf Plains alive!" This was the shout of a tall horse thief in the Wind Fox Horse Thief Group.
Huang Wuji touched the tip of his nose, originally wanting to take it easy. However, no one gave him this chance. The ball of blood resentment, which was a hundred meters away from the guard circle, flew to Huang Wuji's head like a bloody meteor.
Kill, the Fenghu Horse Thieves Group and the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group saw Huang Wuji suddenly recruit a big blood ball, and immediately knew the other party's decision. Thousands of people in front of them raised their sabers stained with blood and hung with human flesh, and urged them.
The war horses roared with murderous intent and rushed over like thousands of horses galloping forward.
"Seeking death!" Huang Wuji's eyes froze, and the hundred-meter-large blood resentment ball immediately split into countless small blood resentment balls. There were as many as three thousand fist-sized blood resentment balls, and each one contained a trace of blood resentment.
You can clearly see a terrifying resentful spirit roaring and roaring. The resentful spirits in the blood resentment ball smelled the blood of strangers, and rushed towards the horse thief one by one like moths to the flame.
The ball of blood resentment sank into the head of the horse thief, and the resentful soul in the ball stretched out its gray and pale hands to pull out the horse thief's soul. Gacha? Gacha? Gacha seemed to be swallowing it alive, giving the horse thief's soul one bite after another.
After swallowing it into the stomach, the resentment soul seemed to split, and a resentment soul split from the body, making the blood resentment ball even more terrifying.
If the little ball of blood resentment does not swallow the soul of a horse thief, it will split into another same ball of blood resentment. One after another, countless small balls of blood resentment fill the sky densely, as if everything is shrouded in a bloody world.
, the sky has no color, and you can only see the sky covered with blood flowing like a river, and hear the piercing and blood-curdling screams, as if this is no longer the human world, but an endless abyss of hell.
Huang Wuji looked at more and more Blood Resentment Balls in the sky. His body could feel that the power of the Blood Resentment Balls was constantly increasing. It was gradually getting closer to the human-level mid-level magic weapon. As long as he swallowed all the horse thieves, he would definitely be able to break through.
Enter the earth-level low-grade magic weapon.
"How is that possible!" Baibian Feihu looked at Huang Wuji's ghost-like methods and felt powerless for the first time. Even though he was almost killed by the Black Wind Bandit before, he had never felt this way before.
Huang Wuji looked at the terrified and desperate eyes of the Variety Flying Fox and shook his head. He finally understood why Middle-earth was always inferior to Fangwai. Some of the masters in Middle-earth were simply inconceivable to the magical powers that seemed ordinary to Fangwai.
There are countless ferocious beasts in the outside world, and their methods are endless. They are simply not comparable to the so-called masters from Middle-earth.
Huang Wuji believed that if a master from China and a foreign master were to compete against one another, the foreign master would definitely win.
Huang Wuji looked towards the far north, and seemed to see the land beyond. It was another world. Even though it was a world that future generations would not be able to understand, others would never have thought that as the overlord of the Middle-earth generation, he could not even reach a square meter.
I have never been to Fangwai. I only know some things about Fangwai from books and sect prisoners.
"I'm really looking forward to my first trip outside the country!" In just half a moment, the ball of blood resentment had swallowed up all the horse thieves in the two directions on the plain, leaving no one left in the dense sky.
The sky is covered, and the sunlight shines through the blood-red blood resentment ball, refracting ripples like blood light, turning dozens of miles into a sea of blood on the earth. This is a bloody world of resentment souls, and death is the only main theme.
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All the tens of thousands of horse thieves died, and the corpses were very well preserved. There were no scars on the surface except the previous scars. The grassland was dead silent, and the corpses were lying on the blood-red ground. Their eyes were gray and lifeless, as if
Without the soul, the breath is gradually disappearing.
Mr. Pang, who was in the guard circle, saw Huang Wuji's intimidating methods, and his heart beat wildly, as if there were a pair of huge eyes shining with a ferocious red light watching in his heart.
With the beating sound of "dong", "dong", "dong", Mr. Pang felt that his heart was about to explode.
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