The hand of another world covers the sky

Chapter 104 Mysterious Witchcraft
"You... aren't you breaking your promise?!"

Hou Wuji cursed secretly in his heart, Lao Tzu was not a famous orthodox sect, besides, you so-called famous sects are nothing but hypocrites and hypocrites for your own self-interest!So, ignoring those female disciples of Lanmen, they went straight forward with Nalan Mingzhu.Nalan Mingzhu was humiliated by Hou Wuji in front of all the disciples, she lost her majesty long ago, and now she was held hostage by Hou Wuji like fish on a chopping board, without the slightest ability to resist, she kept silent for a while, letting Hou Wuji Promise at the mercy of.

The two soon arrived at the entrance of the elder hall. Just as Hou Wuji escorted Nalan Mingzhu into the entrance of the hall, Hou Wuji suddenly saw a large group of remnants and defeated generals gathered in it, and they were talking with the other four elders with serious expressions. Apparently, he had just climbed the Tongtian Peak.

And the elder in the head, with a gloomy and dark face, and his lips were still only black and purple, was slumped on the wooden chair. Obviously, he had not recovered from his serious injuries.

Seeing Hou Wuji and Nalan Mingzhu, the old man stood up suddenly as if struck by lightning, followed by an uproar in the hall, dozens of pairs of eyes fell on the two of them.

Hou Wuji's eyes widened in horror, and he panicked for a moment.

He never expected that at the same time he took Nalan Mingzhu into the hall of elders, the first elder Mo Chen and the remaining disciples rushed back!
"Hou...Hou Wuji!"

Mo Chen slowly pointed an old and trembling finger at the other party, faltering in horror.Although his expression was full of surprising excitement and anger, it was hard to hide the fear in his heart towards this coarse sackcloth boy after passing through the Ghost King Palace.

Hou Wuji forced himself to be calm, and growled in a low voice:
"Hand over Helan Yu'er, and I will release Nalan Mingzhu!"

Before saying a word, several gusts of wind suddenly rose in front of Hou Wuji's eyes, like several ghost shadows, and in an instant he could smell a fierce killer approaching.The speed of these shadows, with his ability, naturally no one can catch them.

However, Hou Wuji is not an ordinary person after all. He had expected the strength of the elders of Xuantianzong, so when he entered the door, the power of Xuanbing that had been secretly gathered to the peak was on one finger. Nalan Mingzhu's most important tracheal meridian, as long as it moves very slightly, it can kill her in an instant.

These black shadows were already close to Hou Wuji's body between the lightning and flint, and the fingers of each of the four elders were resting on a key point on Hou Wuji's body.For a moment, Hou Wuji seemed to be trapped in the thorns of death.

However, with the strength of those star-level elders, of course they could sense the power of the mysterious ice on Hou Wuji's fingers holding Nalan Mingzhu's death spot, so they didn't dare to exert force, and the two sides just stalemate.

All these changes happened so fast that none of the disciples in the hall saw clearly. After the picture was frozen, all of them were secretly amazed.

In the elder hall of Xuantianzong on the top of Tongtian Peak, there has never been such a tense and tense moment.

"Master! The superposition of their power is enough to destroy both of us in an instant..."

In my mind, Linghu's warning sound came from caution.

"Don't be afraid! As long as my fingers stay close to the hostage's throat, they will definitely not dare to move rashly!" Hou Wuji said with a calm face, and transmitted his voice to Linghu with his spiritual sense.

In the hall, the air was deathly silent.

After a long time, the wrinkles on Mo Chen's painful and distorted face slowly loosened. He sighed a long time, which seemed to be out of regret, but also because of sadness.

(End of this chapter)