Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 286 Climbing to the God Rank, Calling the Wind and the Rain

On the top of the Nine Mountains in the East of Kunlun, Zhao Wujiang appeared in the wind and snow dressed in ink-like black, which immediately caused an uproar.

Qin Wen got up slowly, the sleeve of his left arm was fluttering in the wind, his eyes were dark and filled with unresolved hatred, he laughed loudly at this moment:

"Zhao Wujiang, you're finally willing to show your face! This old man will kill you bitch today!"

The surrounding wind and snow rolled back, he raised his right arm and made a move, the snowflakes condensed into an icy blue long sword, he walked towards Zhao Wujiang step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes:
"The old man wants to cut off your flesh and blood with one sword and one sword, and make you suffer to death."

Zhao Wujiang held his hands behind his back, his left pupil was deep, turning into a black and white swirling vortex, then he smiled lightly, and softly chanted:

"Xun character, calling wind, Kan character, calling rain!"

In the next moment, the sky and the earth changed suddenly, the sky darkened like night in an instant, and the cold wind swept across the entire mountain like a knife.

The surrounding audience felt the change of the world, and their expressions were shocked. Looking at the mighty Qin Wen, someone exclaimed:

"Senior Qin deserves to be a strong man who has touched the gods of the land. Just one move to move the sky is enough to make people worship!"

"That's right, with such a vast cultivation base, how can Zhao Wujiang resist? You see, he has given up resistance."

"Hmph, you know you're going to die, but you don't beg for mercy, what a tough guy!"

"What's the use of begging for mercy? Will senior Qin Wen let him go? This is considered a deadly death!"

"Bones? Heh, didn't you hear Senior Qin Wen say that he wants to cut off Zhao Wujiang's flesh and blood with one sword after another! Don't look at Zhao Wujiang's calmness now, wait for Ling Chi, his bones will be wiped out in an instant!"

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The third elder of the Kunlun Survivor Clan frowned, his sleeves fluttered, his eyes flickered, then he sighed and did not choose to stop.

Qin Wen, a half-step first-rank powerhouse, has already taken a step forward on the road to first-rank, and has a strong desire to kill Zhao Wujiang. With his cultivation as a great master, it is impossible to stop him. Now that the patriarch is about to fall into a deep sleep, there is no need to A boy from the royal family, he offended the Qin family who was very proud.

Wen Yu looked at the snowflakes swaying wildly like candles in the wind, and he held the handle of the Tang Dao tightly.

Wang Tengfei sat down on the surface of the magic mirror, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were slowly closed, and he couldn't bear to see the next scene.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap."

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the mirror surface of the god mirror, like a drummer beating a drum, and the chilling intent became more and more intense.

Qin Wen's face was ferocious, Zhao Wujiang in his eyes was inevitable, he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and then he stepped forward, only a sword away from Zhao Wujiang, the mighty martial arts aura would tear his eyes apart in an instant. People hate hated brats.

"Crack, bang."

A drop of rain fell first on Qin Wen's long sword of ice and snow, and the long sword broke in response, shattering into ice-blue pieces one after another, Qin Wen was taken aback for a moment.

"Crack, poof!"

Another drop of raindrops fell on his right hand holding the remaining sword hilt. The raindrops pierced through his arm like a sharp sword, leaving a blood hole the size of a bean on his arm. Blood continued to flow out along the blood hole.

"Zhao Wujiang!" Qin Wen yelled in horror, before he finished speaking, the dense raindrops kept hitting his body, followed by the sound of piercing.

"Gollum."

The rush of fresh blood was the sob of Fengxue. In the blink of an eye, Qin Wen's body was covered with dense blood holes, and the blood stained his Qin's blue robe one after another.

He staggered and took a step back, Zhao Wujiang, who was smiling slightly in front of him, seemed to be the most frightening devil in the world at the moment, he stretched out his right arm to point at Zhao Wujiang, and the raindrops slapped his exposed bones.

"boom!"

The right arm was broken at the elbow, and it rolled down on the smooth and clear mirror surface with a snap, and was soon smashed by the raindrops pouring down from the sky, leaving a bloody mess.

"Climb to the gods. You."

Qin Wen struggled to speak, the howling wind buried his cultivation base, he couldn't resist at all, he could only stare at Zhao Wujiang in a daze.

This kid who made him extremely loathed and hated, except for the first groan, he never spoke again, but just looked at him indifferently, with contempt, disdain, and indifference in his eyes.

"Crack, pop, pop, pop"

The next moment, Qin Wen's head was punctured, his skull was shattered, and the blood under his body continued to flow, gradually condensing into blood-red thin ice.

The wind was howling all around, and the rain was pouring down from the sky. Everyone present stared blankly at this scene, their minds were shocked, their bodies seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, and it was difficult to move.

The next moment, Qin Wen's body collapsed suddenly, turning into a blood-red mass whose shape could not be seen clearly.

Zhao Wujiang was expressionless, and walked forward calmly, passing Qin Wen who was soon turned into bone and flesh, and walked towards the Wang clan.

"Ah ah ah"

Someone in the crowd finally yelled in horror. The cold rain fell on their faces, and they collapsed to the ground in fear, constantly rubbing their faces and bodies indiscriminately. The scene of Qin Wen's death just now was deeply engraved in their minds like a nightmare. I was afraid that blood holes would appear all over my body in the next moment, turning into blood.

The Qin clan staggered back, shivering constantly, their lips trembling, looking at Zhao Wujiang approaching gradually, they wanted to beg for mercy, but the cold seemed to freeze their throats, only the sound of whimpering.

Then they knelt down on the ground, desperately trying to grab the ground with their heads, but Zhao Wujiang just passed them by without looking at them.

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly loosened his grip on Tang Dao, put Tang Dao back into the knife case, and looked at Zhao Wujiang with admiration.

The eyes of the third elder of the Kunlun Survivor Clan froze. Although his face was dull, the old hands under his sleeves couldn't help shaking, which was enough to see the horror in his heart.

The rest of the clans scattered in all directions, with fear and awe in their eyes. The Wang clan trembled and did not dare to move. In their eyes, Zhao Wujiang was coming for them.

Wang Tengfei fell down and sat in the crowd of the Wang family. He wanted to get up, but for some reason, his whole body was limp and weak, and his body seemed to have been numb from the fear just now.

How is it possible, how long has it been, isn't he in the realm of a master?He is tyrannical, but... but how could it be possible to kill the strong man who touched the land god in an instant. Wang Tengfei's face was constantly changing, and his heart was trembling. He never imagined that Zhao Wujiang, who was clearly doomed in his eyes, would disappear in the blink of an eye. The enemy, the whole person is like the power of heaven and earth.

"senior!"

"See. See senior!"

Zhao Wujiang had already walked in front of the Wang family, all the members of the Wang family bowed their heads and bowed their hands in salute, trembling, they did not dare to look directly at Zhao Wujiang.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, he noticed Wang Tengfei from the very beginning, this stupid brother-in-law he had seen before.

Wang Tengfei panted heavily, and the fear in his heart gradually turned into joy. He understood that maybe Xi'er could be saved.

His face was pale, and he wanted to get up, but he was powerless. Seeing this, Zhao Wujiang raised his hand, and the vast healing power swept his whole body. The next moment, a warm current flowed in his body.

He glanced at Zhao Wujiang gratefully, stood up, bowed his fists and said:

"Brother Zhao! Xi'er, something happened to her."

"boom!"

There was a thunderclap in the dark sky, and a silver arc of lightning flashed across.

"Say!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows were as cold as a knife's edge for a moment, the wind and snow were howling all around, and the rain suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)