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Chapter 164

The masked man was also shocked by Zhong Wuhen who suddenly appeared. He took a step back and looked at Zhong Wuhen cautiously. With the strength shown by Zhong Wuhen just now, he could not understand it at all. He could easily block his attack. His cultivation level would never be weaker than him, and what made him even more terrifying was that he could not see through the cultivation level of the person in front of him.

"Who are you? Why do you interfere in our private affairs?" The masked man in black said slowly, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. He was about to succeed, but who knew that such a person would appear.

Zhong Wuhen also smiled faintly at this time, "Private grudges, such a personal grudge. Since it is to deal with personal grudges, why don't you dare to show your true face? I'm afraid you are just a group of shameless people who take advantage of the situation to rob!"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the man also showed a hint of anger, "Your Excellency has said something a little too much. I have a grudge against the Qian family. This time I came here mainly to seek revenge. As for the treasure, I have a destiny to live in it. Besides, don't you dare to show it to others in your true face?"

Zhong Wuhen laughed silently, "Ha, I'm different from you!"

“What’s the difference?”

Zhong Wuhen said slowly: "It's not that I dare not show my true face, but I don't need to expose my true face to a dead person!" As he spoke, Zhong Wuhen's fingers were already on the eyebrows of the masked man. By the time the masked man reacted, there was no time left.

Feeling the gradually lost vitality, the masked man's eyes were full of questions, "When?"

At this time, Zhong Wuhen also turned his head and looked at Qian Lu, who had a pale complexion due to the exhaustion of true energy, slowly took out a Rejuvenation Pill from his arms and handed it over.

Qian Lu was not pretentious either. He took the Fuyuan Pill and looked carefully. After finding that there was nothing abnormal on the Fuyuan Pill, he swallowed it in one bite. However, when he felt the vigorous medicinal power in the Fuyuan Pill, he realized that this pill was actually the best in the Xuan-level. Before he could be shocked, Qian Lu tried his best to refine the medicinal power of this Fuyuan Pill, and did not dare to be careless at all, because the best pill was extremely domineering, and he might be overwhelmed by the Xuan-level pill if he was accidentally, so Qian Lu could not control so much.

Around him, after watching the masked man being killed by Zhong Wuhen, the people of the Qian family were even more fighting spirit. Mr. Song also showed a hint of doubt at this time. Compared to the rescue of his young master, he was even more curious about the identity of the person who came. He could easily kill a peak Wuhou, and his cultivation level would not be lower than that. "Is it someone sent by the master to protect the young master?" Mr. Song also guessed, but he quickly denied this idea.

Although he didn't see Zhong Wuhen's face, from those eyes, he could know that this man is not old and has such cultivation at such a young age. I'm afraid he has a great background. "When did the young master know such a young master?" But from beginning to end, he didn't see Zhong Wuhen take off his face towel, so it was even more strange.

Zhong Wuhen looked at the still chaotic scene and shook his head, "Forget it, I'll help people to the end and send Buddha to the West!" In an instant, Zhong Wuhen stepped out in two steps, but shrank into an inch and came to a masked man. He pointed out that the dull fingertips carried a trace of wind and thunder power that was not easy to detect. His fingers did not contact the masked man, but the power of true essence had shot into the masked man's eyebrows, cutting off the trace of vitality.

That's right, it's that simple. For Zhong Wuhen, killing someone is that simple. With one finger, these people have no room for resistance.

"Ding... Kill a Level 36 character. Get a Black Iron Sword with 20,000 experience and 200 points." Perhaps only such a system prompt sound will make Zhong Wuhen feel a little bit.

"Forget it, just treat it as a preparation for that guy Li Yijian!" Zhong Wuhen did not forget that Li Yijian's problem was the most troublesome, because there were too many points needed, and a piece of sword ancestor stone might not help Li Yijian activate the bloodline in his body. This time, although Zhong Wuhen did not take many moves, he also gained a lot of points. However, such a gust of wind fingers was still inserted into Li Yijian's needs.

Now, there is no doubt that the masked people have become hostile to them, so these people are their enemies. Since they are enemies, there is nothing to say.

Zhong Wuhen was really killing one person at this time. With the improvement of the eight steps of the dragon and snake, coupled with Zhong Wuhen's own cultivation, the power of this ancient combat skill is also increasingly reflected. Taking one step is like teleportation. Now Zhong Wuhen has practiced the eight steps of the dragon and snake, and his proficiency has reached the level of small success. In fact, this is mainly because the difficulty of practicing this combat skill is too great, almost ten times that of other combat skills. However, the eight steps of the dragon and snake that have reached the eight steps of the small success, Zhong Wuhen took this step and there was a ten-foot place there. In addition, Zhong Wuhen's true energy is strong, so he is even more extraordinary.

In less than ten breaths, all the masked men fell to the ground. At this time, Mr. Song was extremely excited. A hint of blush appeared on his pale face because of excitement. He covered his injured arm and Mr. Song also came over, "Thank you for helping me, haven't asked you for your name yet..."

Before Mr. Song finished speaking, Qian Lu immediately ran over and bowed to him, "I'll ask my senior to leave my name. We must remember my senior's name!"

A smile appeared on Zhong Wuhen's lips, and he looked at Qian Lu and slowly breathed out, "It's useless to tell you my name, but this time, even if you repay the kindness of your Qian family, you will report it truthfully after you return to the capital."

Qian Lu was also confused at this time. What kind of kindness? This senior still has an old age with his own tribe members?

When Qian Lu raised his head again, Zhong Wuhen had left. Qian Lu also glanced at the people who were still alive. Among the four worships, in addition to Mr. Song, there was another person alive, but that person's condition was not healed there. More than ten wounds were all over his body, and the remaining one was Mr. Song. At this time, Mr. Song was only one arm left, and his true energy was extremely weak. It seemed that if he was not careful, he would make a mistake. The remaining three junior Wuhous suffered serious losses. Only six people were alive. Among these six people, the injuries were already very serious. The rest were slightly better. They could get on the road as long as they were repaired for a period of time.

"Young Master, are we still going to go on the road? With our current state, if we encounter danger again before, we may not be able to deal with it. But if we stay here, the sluts behind us may not give up." Another worshipper was also gasping for breath. There was no joy in his eyebrows that would have survived the disaster, but he was even more worried.

Qian Lu also frowned at this time. After a while, Qian Lu sat cross-legged on the ground, "Give instructions to place the bodies of the people killed by the senior at the entrance of the first ray of heaven. We will repair them here and distribute the best healing medicine to the brothers. When the injuries improve, we will set off again."

Listening to Qian Lu's words, the Zhongwei Guard was not a fool, so he naturally understood the meaning of doing so. Although these people were all dead, if you were careful, you would find out how much of the cultivation level of these people were in their lifetime. So many corpses of Wuhou were placed here, and they were killed in one blow. What would those who chased after them? They didn't go back to consider what the purpose of placing these corpses here, but instead went back to consider how these people died, who died at their hands, would they become one of these corpses if they chased after them? And so on.

So, for a moment, there were many people here. Of course, there were also a few more courageous people who were betting. Although the people from the gambling family killed these people, they probably paid a huge price. If they catch up now, they might have a chance.

Of course, Qian Lu had already thought of this situation, and arranged for Mr. Song and another enshrined in ambush at the entrance of the first-line sky. The attacks of the two peak Wuhous were not even good for King Wu. Although neither of them could exert their peak strength, because it was a sneak attack, and with the two of them taking action at the same time, it was still no problem to kill one person in an instant.

At this time, a man bravely walked in. This person was also very cautious. He was a poison master who used poison fog first to explore the way, and then he walked inside. The people hiding outside were just watching this person. They were also waiting to see if this poison master could succeed. If possible, then they would definitely be all in a hurry, and the combat skills of the Earth level would naturally not give in.

The people outside looked at the man's figure disappeared. Just as they were about to move, a wail suddenly came from inside. Within two seconds, a corpse was thrown out of it. The corpse was extremely tragic, with his eyes rolling out, as if he had received extreme fright. His pupils had no focus, and a blood-colored wound appeared between his eyebrows, but this wound was still different from the one caused by Zhong Wuhen.
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