The powerful method shocked everyone, and the purple vortex above Zhuge Buliang swallowed up the person who objected on the spot.
"You are simply arrogant and unreasonable." Some ghost cultivators immediately shouted angrily, but after speaking, they met Zhuge Buliang's dead eyes and fell silent again.
"Don't reason with me, because I'm unreasonable." Zhuge Buliang glanced at the man in question, and really used the words arrogant and arrogant to the extreme.
Wang Bawen stood beside him and didn't dare to say a word, but his heart was filled with joy. Having such a strong backstage was indeed beneficial. For those who come out to work these days, you can't do every good backstage.
A female ghost cultivator looked left and right, saw someone talking, and finally stood up and said: "My lord, according to past practice, the leader of the heart path must be determined, and he must be far superior in strength to other ghost cultivators.
That's okay. We just doubt Wang Bawen's cultivation. We hope that the master can understand our point..." "Look, this bitch can talk." Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows and said
: "Well, in order for you to say that I am fair and just, you can choose a representative to compete with Wang Bawen. If he loses, I can say it."[
As soon as this statement came out, everyone had black lines on their foreheads, thinking that you are fair and just.
Zhuge Buliang patted Wang Bawen on the shoulder and said: "You bastard, don't embarrass me. This competition is based on the principles of being as fair as possible, as impartial as possible, and as private as possible. You must win."
Wang Bawen nodded heavily.
The other ghost cultivators said there was no need for discussion. Since you said that, it is clear that you want to go to Wang Bawen.
After receiving Zhuge Buliang's look, Wang Bawen nodded solemnly, walked out step by step, glanced at everyone, and said: "Please elect a representative. If I lose today, you can say something!"
The crowd was bustling with people, and all the ghost cultivators were whispering to each other. In the end, they finally selected a good ghost cultivator to step out, it was the female ghost cultivator who just spoke.
The name of this female ghost cultivator is Su Qing. She is one of the top masters in the town. Besides the previous leader and deputy leader, she has the highest cultivation level.
"Wang Bawen, if you can defeat me, we will recognize you as the new leader." Ghost Cultivator Su Qing said, and a trace of black energy began to leak out of her body.
Wang Bawen took a deep breath, and black energy also emerged from his body. The two auras clashed, and all the ghost cultivators withdrew.
In an instant, Su Qing and Wang Bawen rushed out with their palms intertwined.
"Rumble"
It sounded like thunder on a sunny day. When the palms met, Wang Bawen stood as still as a rock, but Su Qing took a few steps back.
Wang Bawen's mouth showed a hint of pride, he took a step forward and hit Su Qing with another palm.
With the steaming black air puffing out, Wang Bawen's palm was so domineering that it was enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, and a surging pressure enveloped Su Qing.
Su Qing's expression changed drastically. She did not expect that Wang Bawen's cultivation level would advance so quickly in just a few months.
"Is this still Wang Bawen? How come his cultivation level has become so high?"
"Before, he was a mid-level ghost cultivator in the small town. In just a few months, he was able to compete with Su Qing."
The eyes of all the ghost cultivators were filled with surprise.
Zhuge Buliang stood calmly not far away, holding his shoulders and a smile on his lips.[
"Hey, did you teach him the secrets of ancient martial arts?" Monkey looked at Zhuge Buliang in surprise.
Zhuge Buliang relaxed his shoulders and said, "I just taught him some of the secrets of ancient martial arts, but it should be enough to deal with a small ghost cultivator."
Feier pouted her little mouth and said: "Master, you are so uninteresting. I have been with you for so long and you have not passed on the secrets of ancient martial arts to me. This ghost cultivator has a mediocre relationship with you, but you are willing to pass it on to him?"
"Haha, I told you, girls are not suitable for learning the secrets of ancient martial arts." Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
"boom!"
Wang Bawen punched through the air, causing the space to become distorted and blurred. Su Qing was not a speedy ghost cultivator, so she did not dodge the punch. Wang Bawen punched her in the chest, and she staggered back with her mouth open.
A trace of black blood spilled out.
Zhuge Bu nodded: "Fortunately, this female ghost cultivator's wave was big enough, and it took away a lot of Wang Bawen's strength."
"Wrong sense..." Feier rolled her eyes at him and said.
Su Qing wiped away a trace of black blood from the corner of her mouth. Facing Wang Bawen, who was now much stronger, she had to use all her strength. A faint blue spine flew out and floated beside Su Qing.
I don't know who left this blue spine, and a faint layer of undead flames lingered on it.
Su Qing pressed the seal with her hand, and the spine drew a light blue arc and rose into the sky, like a magic sword, striking Wang Bawen directly.
The black energy on Wang Bawen's body formed a shield, which he raised to the top of his head, facing the spine.
"Clang!"
There seemed to be bursts of swords, and the steel shield was shattered on the spot. The spine in Su Qing's hand seemed to be a magic weapon with good timing. Wang Bawen was a little too weak, and he was hit all at once. He let out a muffled grunt.
"Well done!" Many ghost cultivators cheered and cheered for Su Qing.
Even Zhuge Buliang frowned. The situation seemed to be unfavorable to Wang Bawen. The magic weapon in Su Qing's hand seemed not weak, and Wang Bawen was a bit weak. If Wang Bawen loses this time, he is really a child.
Mom is missing - it's a shame.
At this moment, Wang Bawen suddenly let out a long roar, black energy enveloped his body, and ghost hands came out to grab Su Qing.
These ghost hands were all activated by ancient martial arts, and their power should not be underestimated. Thousands of ghost hands came out and swept toward Su Qing overwhelmingly.
Zhuge Buliang's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that Wang Bawen still had the skills to suppress the situation and didn't show it yet.
This move is called Thousand Ghost Hands, and it is indeed Wang Bawen's secret skill. He found it by chance in a barren mountain in the eighteenth level of hell. He would never use it until his life was in danger.
This move. Now that the situation was critical, he had to use his own unique move.
Thousands of ghost hands flew out and tore at Su Qing. Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Apparently, even they didn't know that Wang Bawen had such a hand. Many ghost cultivators looked at Zhuge Buliang, thinking that this kind of skill was wrong.
Zhuge Buliang must have given it to him.
Su Qing urged the spine to lie horizontally in front of her, the light blue undead flames swirled around, slashing horizontally and vertically, scattering the ghost hands that swept in.[
But there were too many ghost hands, and each ghost hand clenched tightly and smashed towards Su Qing.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Even with the protection of her spine, Su Qing still weighed dozens of punches in the blink of an eye.
"Clang!"
Dozens of ghost hands reached out and actually snatched the spine from Su Qing's hand. Without the magic weapon to protect her, Su Qing had almost no resistance. She was knocked away by thousands of ghost hands and sprayed a black breath in mid-air.
of blood.
"You lose." Wang Bawen's voice sounded, and he threw the spine in his hand towards Su Qing.
Su Qing covered her chest with her hands and was helped by many ghost cultivators to stand up, saying: "You won, you are now our new leader."
Wang Bawen turned to look at Zhuge Buliang and smiled stupidly. He was indeed grateful to Zhuge Buliang from the bottom of his heart. Without him, I am afraid he would never have done what he did in his entire life.
A group of ghost cultivators half-knelt on the ground to pay homage to the new lord.
Zhuge Buliang walked up with a smile and said: "Since my apprentice has become your new lord, as the master, I will give you a small gift."
"A gift?" All the ghost cultivators were stunned. Even Wang Bawen looked at Zhuge Buliang curiously.
Zhuge Buliang smiled and said, "How about helping you expand your field?"
On a hilltop, Wang Bawen and Zhuge Buliang stood there, looking at a small town in the distance. The lights in the town were brightly lit, and even from a distance, the noisy sounds in the town could be heard.
"This town is called Scaru Town, and it has the same power as our Sifang Town." Wang Bawen explained to Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Bu nodded: "After tonight, this town will be managed by your Sifang Town."
Wang Bawen nodded excitedly.
"I'll leave the leader of Scary Town to you and leave the rest to me. Do you have confidence?" Zhuge Buliang looked at him.
Wang Bawen nodded: "Of course I'm confident. I've borrowed Su Qing's magic weapon, and with the Thousand Ghost Hands, I believe I can defeat the leader of Scary Town first and then kill him!"
"Let's hit the road!" Zhuge Buliang smiled, and the two streams of light flew towards the town of Scar, not far away.
The land area of Scaru Town is not much larger than that of Sifang Town. The town is noisier, which shows that it is a prosperous town. At the entrance of the town, there are more than a dozen ghost cultivators guarding it.
Two streaks of light fell at the entrance of Scaru Town, and the dozen or so ghost cultivators guarding them were immediately startled.
"Who is it?" More than a dozen ghost cultivators showed off their weapons.
"How many of them? Do you still recognize me?" Wang Bawen walked up with a smile.
"Oh? It turns out to be Wang Bawen from Sifang Town. What are you doing in our Scar Village?" A ghost cultivator seemed to be an old acquaintance of Wang Bawen. He immediately raised his head and said calmly.
"I want to see your leader." Wang Bawen said.
"Tch, stop making trouble." The ghost cultivator snorted softly: "Is your pawn from Sifang Town allowed to see our leader? If you have nothing to do, go away. I'm warning you, you ghost cultivators from Sifang Town, Shao
Come to our town of Scar."
Wang Bawen smiled and stepped back.
Zhuge Buliang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and shouted: "Get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Buliang's dead eyes turned, and his dead eyes could directly injure the soul. A dozen ghost cultivators immediately felt their souls tremble, and they all drew out their weapons and shouted: "It seems you are here to cause trouble."
Zhuge Buliang didn't bother to bother such a little guy, and the purple nebula vortex swallowed all the dozen ghost cultivators in without finding any traces.