The most powerful emperor in the city

Chapter 240
Boss Ma was threatened by Ming Wu, and immediately succumbed.

Life is more important than money.

Immediately agreed to give the money.

After the matter was settled, Ming Wu slowly raised his sword and walked towards the zombie with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Roar!"

The zombie let go of Boss Ma and yelled at Mingwu angrily.

Although the level of the zombie is very low, its instinct tells itself that the two people on the opposite side are enemies and must be eliminated.

Raising both arms, the zombie rushed towards Mingwu with its mouth open.

"Cut, it's just a garbage zombie. To kill you, I don't even need to use spiritual spells."

Ming Wu sneered, lifted the peach tree, and stabbed the zombie's chest with his sword.

This sword was only blessed with more than 50 soul fire powers, combined with the power of the mahogany sword itself to exorcise evil spirits, it pierced the zombie's chest directly with a 'poof'.

The zombie opened its mouth wide, let out a scream that shook the entire forest, and kept waving its hands, trying to break free from the mahogany sword.

It's a pity that its corpse energy is limited, and it was completely neutralized by the mahogany sword in a short while.

In the end, losing the support of corpse energy, this unlucky zombie turned back into a lifeless corpse again.

"It... it was killed by you?"

Looking at the motionless corpse on the ground, Boss Ma felt as if he was dreaming, and asked in a daze.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? I'm the second strongest spiritual master in Bailingmen. I'm just a zombie. If I can't handle it with a sword, then I'm an ass!"

Mingwu said unhappily.

He thinks that the middle-aged fat man in front of him has too little eyesight, the sword just now is so chic, not sloppy at all, he didn't even flatter him, it's hateful.

"You...you are so powerful, several times stronger than the Maoshan Taoist priest I invited. That Maoshan Taoist priest is nothing short of rubbish. He can't even kill a ghost. If I had known, I would have gone directly to your Bailingmen Mission issued."

After being dazed, Boss Ma praised Ming Wu loudly, and while boasting, he did not forget to belittle Lin Yu.

If Lin Yu heard such words, he would definitely give Boss Ma two words, mentally handicapped.

Like the zombie defeated by Ming Wu with a single sword, if Lin Yu replaced it, he only needs to shout loudly, and use spiritual pressure to scare the zombie back into the ground. Why does he need to use soul fire to attack?
Ming Wu and Lin Yu are not at the same level of opponents at all.

"Huh? You also issued a ghost hunting mission? Tell me, where is that Maoshan Taoist priest?"

Hearing Boss Ma's words, Ming Wu suddenly became interested and asked.

The face lost last time can just be recovered from that Maoshan Taoist priest.

No matter who the Maoshan Taoist is, Ming Wu will beat him until he can't even recognize his own mother. If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for being a Maoshan Taoist.

"Ming Wu, don't waste time here, we have to go back to the sect to hand in the task."

At this time, the leading middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Eldest brother, this task has not been completed anyway. After the third child disappeared in Guiwailin last time, they couldn't even find their shadows. They might have been eaten by evil spirits. After returning, they will probably be scolded by the headmaster." , in that case, it's better to go back later."

Ming Wu said with a hint of reluctance on his face.

"Ghost Crying Forest does have evil spirits that can kill Feng Anran, but I don't believe that they would foolishly take the initiative to provoke those evil spirits. I have a hunch that their disappearance may be man-made."

The leading middle-aged man said.

"Whether it's man-made or not, it doesn't matter if the third child is missing, it's best not to come back again. That guy, I'm getting bored to death all day thinking about how to take my second strongest person's throne."

Ming Wu said with a dark face.

He remembered that in the past year, he had been challenged by Feng Anran no less than forty times, and he was already very annoying. Without Feng Anran, his life would be much more comfortable.

"Don't talk about those useless words. The red list ranking battle is about to begin. Our Bailingmen rely on the three of us to support our facade. If Feng Anran is missing, it will be bad for Bailingmen."

The middle-aged man frowned.

"Red Ranking Tournament... Sigh, although we have three places in Bailingmen, but I think if we really want to participate, we probably won't even be able to make it into the preliminaries, right? After all, senior brother, your strength has only reached the half-step Lingwei realm. But I heard that among the outstanding disciples of the Maoshan School, the top ten have all reached the Spirit Guard Realm."

Ming Wu said with a slightly bitter face.

Although he often slanders the Maoshan faction, Mingwu knows himself. The real background of Maoshan is not something that Bailingmen can compare with.

"Everything is hard to say. If I can find a ghost or demon with five elements or inner alchemy in a short period of time, maybe I can break through the Spiritual Guard Realm earlier."

The middle-aged elder brother raised his head, and said with a hint of longing in his eyes.

Spiritual Guard Realm, this is his dream, but it seems difficult to achieve this dream. He has been in the half-step Spirit Guard Realm for three years.

In the past three years, no matter how much effort he made, he just couldn't make a breakthrough. It was very uncomfortable, but also very helpless.

"Let's go."

Sighing, the middle-aged senior brother waved his hand, motioning for Ming Wu to follow and leave.

Just as he was about to leave, the middle-aged elder brother caught a glimpse of Boss Ma's neck with a withered vine on it out of the corner of his eye.

"Huh? That's..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged senior brother turned around, walked quickly behind Boss Ma, and reached out to take the withered vine in his hand.

The elder brother's actions made Ming Wu startled, not understanding what happened, and Boss Ma was even more puzzled, staring blankly at the middle-aged man.

"Hahaha! It's really hard to find nowhere to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!"

The middle-aged elder brother laughed wildly and said: "I didn't expect that there is actually a tree spirit hidden here. Could it be that God also saw that I was too pitiful to stay in the half-step spiritual guard, so he deliberately gave me a chance? Ha ha!"

"A dryad?"

Hearing this, Ming Wu opened his mouth wide, and then a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He was very jealous of the elder brother, who actually let him find a tree spirit with wood attribute at this critical moment.

If you get this dryad, doesn't that mean that the big brother may break through to the Spirit Guard Realm?
"Damn it, Eldest Brother's luck is too good. He broke through to the Spirit Guard Realm, so I realize that I can only be the second child of Bailing Sect forever? I'm really not reconciled!"

Ming Wuhen's teeth were itchy, but he still pretended to be very happy, and said to the senior brother: "Congratulations to the senior brother, congratulations to the senior brother, with this tree spirit, your soul fire will definitely be able to break through the soul fire." Weijing."

"Haha, it's easy to say, after I break through, I will definitely not forget you. After all, if you didn't save that fat man's life, how could I have a chance to find out that there is a dryad hidden in this forest? Haha!"

The middle-aged elder brother raised his head and laughed loudly.

(End of this chapter)