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Chapter 273 The Wind Rises Master Tianhan
This stroke was like a ravine dividing the sky and the earth in the night sky. When Su Ming's right index finger, like the tip of a pen, crossed the chest of the old man from the witch tribe, his body followed suit. And moving, like the falling leaves in autumn, drawing an arc, turned around and walked away from the old man of the Wu clan.
The old man from the Wu clan spurted out blood and staggered back more than ten steps. He raised his head suddenly and stared at Su Ming. At the same time, a shocking long mark appeared on his chest. The blood filled the air and dripped on the ground. This place was immediately filled with a bloody breath.
From the scars on the chest of the old man from the Witch Clan, you can see that his white bones are shattering inch by inch, and you can see that the five internal organs under the skin and bones have turned into blood...
The old man's face instantly turned pale. He lowered his head and looked at the long marks on his chest. He slowly seemed unable to stand upright and half-knelt on the ground. Blood spurted out from his mouth again.
Su Ming stood in front, with his eyes closed, and the process of the stroke just now echoed in his mind, and there was a sound that seemed to not exist.
"Such an ingenious move also proves my guess that you are definitely not an ordinary barbarian. In the barbarian area, you are the kind of genius who is said to be the most likely to become a barbarian god..." The hoarse voice started from The old man from the Wu tribe came out weakly.
Su Ming said nothing, still closing his eyes and immersed in that stroke.
"Unfortunately, even if your style is as good as heaven's axe, but... the gap in cultivation, even if the old man is seriously injured, it will be difficult for you to kill me completely!" The old man knelt there, raised his head struggling, his eyes There was a flash of light in the darkness, and his body immediately turned black after the fatal injury. The black color appeared from the scar on his chest and spread to his whole body.
Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at the old man of the Wu clan calmly. He admitted that what the old man said was correct, and that he indeed could not completely kill this man.
Because at the moment when the old man's vitality was wiped out with one stroke, Su Ming once again felt that gloomy evil aura, which had already merged with the old man. He could kill the old man's body, but he couldn't kill his soul.
Unless he possesses the same level of cultivation as Bai Changzai, he will not be able to cut off the connection between the lizard beast worshiped by the witch clan's totem and the old man.
"Thirteen years later, when the holy beasts of my Lizard Witch Tribe reunited my body for me, I was waiting for you on the land of the Witch Clan... The battle between you and me is not over yet!" The voice of the old man from the Witch Clan became weaker and weaker. , his body half-kneeling there was now completely black. Wherever the black passed, the old man's body quickly stiffened as if it had turned into a statue.
"When we meet again, I will..." The old man stared at Su Ming with cruel and deep-rooted hatred in his dim eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, he wanted to say his last words before his body died. .
But before he could finish his sentence, he was immediately interrupted by Su Ming's cold voice.
"You will find that your Lizard Witch Department was completely wiped out 13 years ago." Su Ming spoke calmly, his words did not have the slightest sense of blood, but when they fell into your old man's ears, they made him shut up. His eyes opened suddenly.
"You!!" The moment the old man opened his eyes, his breathing became rapid, as if he was struggling from death. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he could no longer say a complete sentence. Just this one word, Already in this struggle, his head was stiff, and his whole body became a statue, rooted to the earth, shrouded in a gloomy and evil aura. Unless his cultivation could surpass that of the lizard holy beast worshiped by the Lizard Witch Tribe, otherwise, there would be no way. Man can destroy it, and no one can remove it.
This statue has become a part of this forest.
Su Ming's cold eyes looked at the scene where the old man died and became a statue. His heart was very quiet. He once again understood the weirdness of the Witch Clan.
If this old man were a barbarian, he might really be dead, but now, although his body is dead, his soul is still there. This soul is integrated into this jungle, and it will take some years to condense out again.
Su Ming didn't understand this magical power, but he could feel that this technique really existed.
Su Ming took out some medicine stones and put them into his mouth. He took a deep breath. He looked up at the sky. The night sky was no longer pitch black. Dawn was about to pass and dawn was coming. Even looking from a distance, there were already stars on the horizon. It was slightly bright.
"Witch Clan..." Su Ming murmured. Entering the land of the Witch Clan this time, Su Ming had a direct understanding of the Witch Clan. This kind of understanding is much better than listening to people talk about it or reading it from classics. More impactful.
If it weren't for the treasure of protection given by the elder brother, then he would face his first death during the day. Under the siege of more than a dozen witch clans, once there is a delay or a mistake, there is no turning back.
If it weren't for the distraction caused by Uncle Bai's scales, Su Ming knew that he must be the one who fell at this moment.
He looked at the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue. His expression was still as angry as he was about to speak at the last moment. This man was arguably the strongest enemy Su Ming had ever encountered. !
Su Ming touched his chest. The injury there was a little more serious, but with the help of his large amount of medicinal stones, he could barely suppress it.
"There's still one day left... At my speed, I can't go back..." Su Ming looked up at the direction of his master between heaven and earth, and was silent for a moment.
"It will take half a day. Master said it would be three days..." Su Ming closed his eyes, he was now faced with a choice.
One of the options is to leave the jungle quickly. Even if there is no time, maybe the master will still be waiting there.
Choose the second option, then...
Su Ming opened his eyes suddenly, revealing determination and ruthlessness. He turned his head and looked into the depths of the jungle.
"If I go back like this, I have questions in my heart!"
He turned around calmly and put away his belongings. Then he turned into a rainbow and whizzed away in the jungle. As he galloped, he disappeared from this place. His direction was very clear. It was this jungle. The Lizard Witch Club in the depths!
Although Su Ming did not know the specific location of the Lizard Witch Tribe, he had been living in the jungle since he was a child. If there was a tribe with more than hundreds of people in a certain jungle, there would definitely be clues around it.
Through these traces, it may be difficult for others to find a tribe hidden in the jungle, but for Su Ming, it is not difficult, especially since he has the skill of spiritual consciousness, which makes it easier. .
"This department is by no means a large one, and there are not too many strong people in it, especially since I have killed many of them, especially since their old man from the Witch Clan has died... If we don't end this matter, then I will Not willing to give in!" Su Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He had no grievances against this department, but he almost died because of a soft heart.
Shortly after Su Ming left, on the previous battlefield, beside the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue, a rustling sound suddenly came from the silence.
The sound sounded like someone walking slowly from a distance. After a while, I saw a person walking out of the jungle.
This man is wearing purple clothes. He is none other than Tian Xiezi! !
Tian Xiezi looked calm and walked step by step to the old man from the Wu clan who had turned into a statue. After looking up at the direction Su Ming left, his eyes fell on the statue of the old man from the Wu clan. There is a strong murderous intention in it.
"The disciple who dares to hunt me... I will give you a death for the sake of you sharpening his sword for him." Tian Xiezi raised his right hand and patted the statue lightly.
With this shot, the statue shook with a bang, and countless fragments appeared. It suddenly turned into a large number of fragments and whirled around, and there seemed to be a faint scream that echoed.
With this palm fall, Tian Xiezi directly broke the connection between the old man of the witch clan and the sacred beast lizard in this jungle, annihilating his soul and truly dying!
"And you reptile... you were transformed by the thoughts that came from being worshiped by a small witch tribe. You really thought that you were the holy beast of the witch tribe!" Tian Xiezi slowly opened his mouth to the void, raised his right foot and pointed towards the earth. A sharp step.
The moment he took this step, the jungle was like a violent wind. Under the earthquake of the earth, there was a mournful cry. This sound could not be heard by Su Ming, who was racing through the jungle. The only one who caused all this was Tian Xiezi. can be noticed.
In front of him, as his footsteps fell, and as the shrill wail echoed, countless black energy soon grew out of thin air. In front of Tian Xiezi, these black energy condensed together, forming a huge lizard.
The lizard's figure was blurred, and its originally ferocious eyes showed fear, fear and pleading when it looked at Tian Xiezi. Its body was trembling, but it was actually there, bowing its head to Tian Xiezi.
Tian Xiezi was silent for a moment and snorted coldly.
"This Lizard Witch Tribe worships you a lot. Not only has it transformed you from thoughts, but it has also given you spiritual intelligence... I can spare your life and stay here. When you meet my disciple again, you must follow me." After that, I will protect you to the death!
If there is any violation, I will let you go wherever you come from! "Tian Xiezi's words were calm, but when they fell into the ears of the illusory lizard, they made the beast tremble, with gratitude and compliance in its eyes.
"Get lost!" Tian Xiezi flicked his sleeves and walked towards the direction Su Ming left.
The illusory lizard body turned into black air again, burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
In the jungle, Su Ming's figure was galloping, and he stopped occasionally to observe the traces around him, and then he would adjust his direction according to what he found. We found the location of the Lizard Witch Department. The Lizard Witch Department is right in front!
Su Ming's body floated away like a ghost, but when he was still thousands of feet away from the Lizard Witch Tribe, he suddenly paused. He saw a figure standing in front of him from behind!
"Master...Master!!" Su Ming was stunned.
(End of this chapter)