In front of the burning Tian family mansion.
At this point.
Seven or eight silent master killers are standing opposite Wang Xu in silence, with their backs facing the sea of fire, staring at Wang Xu who suddenly appears.
The flame sways, and their shadows come for a long time. With the constant distortion, transformation and movement of the wind, it seems that the evil spirits in hell are reveling.
"Young man, you shouldn't have come here at this time."
An old man in a long black dress, with a slight bow and a crutch in his hand, coughed twice and asked Wang Xu in a deep voice.
Wang Xu was standing in the shadow. The darkness covered his face. It was hard to see whether he was young or old, male or female.
But this can't stop the mysterious master killers in front of us.
No matter male or female, old or young, they will die when they see what they do.
Behind the old man, a man in his thirties walked out slowly, forcing Wang Xu to come and saying in a cold voice:
"Mr. Wei, you take other people to leave first, and I'll take care of this person."
"No, the other party just made a phone call. In order to prevent the accident of regeneration, we are here to hold the battle for you. The other party is from the Wumeng, and there are other experts hidden in the dark." With that, old Wei coughed twice.
Just then.
Wang Xu came out of the shadow, indifferent face in the light of the fire, it seems uncertain, alternating light and shade.
But this moment.
All the people on the scene were staring, and the man who raised his foot to Wang Xu was even more frozen in the middle of the road.
"Wang, Wang... Prince Wang?"
Seeing the face under the fire, many people suddenly took a breath of cold air at the moment when they recovered.
Among them, the one with the lowest strength is also the cultivation of the first-class master. How can they not know Wang Xu, the evil warrior who rose against the sky in less than a year?
What's more, they dare to do these things this time. It is precisely because they have determined that Wang Xu is "dead" and united all forces that they dare to do it.
"Mr. Wang? No way
Wei Lao's eyes flashed a trace of haze, yelled: "say, who are you? How dare you disguise Wang Xu's face with the technique of changing face
In recent days, the news of Wang Xu's "resurrection from the dead" has been rampant. Originally, they had been ready to launch a week ago, but because of this news, it has been postponed to today.
It wasn't until there wasn't wang Xu who came back from the dead that they were completely relieved to conclude that the news was false and broke out in thunder today.
But that said, the bottom of his heart was extremely heavy.
An idea can't control rise, if the person in front of you is not fake, is really how to do?
Wang Xu did not say a word, just step by step forward.
Before that, the man who stood up to kill him suddenly narrowed his eyes and burst out
"Stop at once. If you go one step further, I'll do it!"
Wang Xu didn't respond at all.
"Step on it! Step on it! Step on it
The sound of footsteps continued.
"Go to hell!"
The man's face suddenly turned cold, and he didn't hesitate.
One step out, the ground under his feet exploded, and the gravel flew. His whole body was like a shell out of the chamber, smashing into the air, just like a roaring heavy truck crashing into Wang Xu face to face.
"Boy, do you think you are really that person if you change your appearance? To scare who... "
The man's eyes are full of ferocity, and his five fingers open and curl up, just like five sharp blades straight into Wang Xu's chest. Looking at the posture, it seems that he wants to directly open up Wang Xu's stomach and dig out his heart.
The word "who" has not been finished.
Boom!
A big golden hand suddenly fell from the sky. When it was photographed, with the great power of terror, it directly patted the man into mud. The ground was abruptly patted with a four or five meter fingerprint.
"Mole ant, you talk too much."
Wang Xu took back his right hand and continued to move forward without any pause at his feet.
"This... This... This?"
In a flash, everyone changed color.
Wang Xu killed people in a flash, just like a ghost.
The man who was killed was not an ordinary man, but a master level master with first-class cultivation. Who could kill such a master so easily like a mole ant?
"You..."
It is Wei Lao. His face is slightly changed. He certainly thinks that Wang Xu dares to appear alone. Even if he is a fake, he will not be too weak. He must be a master.
But he never thought that his own people would be slapped to death by Wang Xu. If you want to kill the great master of the first grade, you have to be strong in at least two realms, and the master of the third grade.
"Old Wei?"
Everyone's eyes twinkled at the old man in black in front of him.
Among those present, Wei Lao has the strongest strength. He is the top of the five quality master's realm, the half step master.
"Sir, no matter what influence you come from or what background you have. I advise you to withdraw. As long as you promise not to tell what you have seen, I can spare your life. " Old Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his Yin was cold.
"Oh? Do you still think I'm a fake? "
Wang Xu stopped and looked up. It was like looking at a fool who deceived himself.
"Well, is that true? But Wang Xu has been dead for more than four months. That's what the Western demigod himself said. With the respect of demigod, how can he tell such a lie that is easy to expose?
Even though the news of his "resurrection from the dead" came out suddenly, after so many days, did you see that man outside? "
Old Wei snorted coldly, asked three questions in a row, and then said with disdain:
"And there are too many flaws in your disguise. That person's face is much more mature than yours. "
"So, answer me, have you thought about it?"
"Think about what? Spare your lives? Sorry, today, none of you will leave Mordor alive. "
Wang Xu chuckled, then continued to step forward.
After Wei Lao, a master level master who was born with the second grade cultivation, suddenly snorted angrily. It seems that he can't stand Wang Xu's "pretending to be forced" any more, and strode forward. The bloody long knife in his hand is like a bloody lightning across the night.
However.
In the middle of the journey, the bloody lightning suddenly changed its direction, fell back and cut off the man's neck. The corpse fell down and was kicked by Wang Xu in front of Wei Lao like garbage.
"Bang Dang."
With a crisp sound, Wang Xu threw away the long knife he had snatched from the electric flint and continued to move forward.
"Hum."
With a cold hum, Wei finally rushed to Wang Xu like a ghost. In the sound of bone burst, his bent back was as tall as a sesame inch by inch. His crutches brought up a phantom and locked all the space around Wang Xu. It was like a storm.
His speed, faster than the previous two people do not know how many times, crutches across the air, but also the air out of the visible white waves.
Whoo!
The fierce wind rose out of thin air, the sea of fire in the rear suddenly rose, and the cold killing intention in the night broke out in an instant.