Chapter 1242

"Six million top grade spirit stone..."

"Compensation!"

With the voice, a dignified middle-aged man walked out of the crowd slowly. He was dressed in gold armor, and his breath was strong and calm.

Beside him, he was followed by an old man in black robes. His eyes were dead, his hands were down, and he was as silent as a corpse.

"Secretary..."

Zhuanghe looked up and saw the middle-aged man. First he cried out excitedly, and then his face turned white again. Especially when he saw the black robed old man beside the middle-aged man, he began to shiver.

This middle-aged man is the head of the law enforcement department of Xianwu City, Zhang Minghui.

The old man in black robe, who made Zhuanghe fear him like a tiger, was the warden of Xianwu city blood prison. No one knew the old man's specific name, but only knew that outsiders called him blood old man.

"Waste."

Zhang Minghui glanced at Zhuanghe and gave a cold hum.

Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Xu. His eyes were dark and deep

"Mr. Wang, congratulations on your climbing to the top of the list of immortals. I didn't expect that even the cloud of the true God was under your pressure. It can be seen that Mr. Wang is really the strongest young genius in history!"

Then he came forward with a smile, handed a space ring to Wang Xu, and said with a serious look:

"Here are your bets. Six million top-quality spirit stones, a total of sixty thousand top-quality spirit stones. Please put them away. When Xianwu city is the first gift for Prince Wang!"

Wang Xu calmly took the ring, looked at Zhang Minghui, thought for a while, and finally did not say anything, turned and was ready to leave.

Although Zhang Ming Hui's voice is strange.

But Wang Xu is also too lazy to care.

He doesn't have much time or mood to play with each other.

Since people really "admit defeat by gambling" and give it to Lingshi, it's better to take Lingshi and leave.

However.

Wang Xu just took a few steps.

Zhang Minghui's voice came from behind

"Mr. Wang, the name of qualification test is only a starting point after all. Talent is not cultivation, and Lingshi is not strength. After passing through the immortal gate, there is still a threshold to pass. I wish you a good result here. "

"I don't have much time... Well, to be exact, there's about a minute left, so I'm in a hurry. I'll just say what I have to say."

Wang Xu stops slowly, turns to look directly at Zhang Minghui, pauses, and then his voice gets colder and colder

"If you want to kill me, I will satisfy you."

Right now.

Wang Xu is really impatient.

Feng Chenxiang and others are still waiting for him to pass through the immortal gate (space channel).

Zhang Minghui is here to give him a strange talk, words with a needle, smile hidden knife, which makes Wang Xu very uncomfortable.

Yes?

Think you're great?

Unconvinced, not willing to say straight, Wang Xu is the most annoying is this kind of surrendering gloomy villain.

Clearly not willing, but must show no care, to his care, as if the two sides are friends in general.

I dare not do it, but there is a threat in my words.

For Zhang Minghui and others, Wang Xu saw clearly.

At the moment, he is the number one on the list of immortals. Even if he gives these people a hundred courage, they dare not do it.

Because he is a genius, a genius, a monster.

In other words, now he has a momentum.

The power of xiandaozong!

It's also the potential of the fairyland and the fairyland that people in Xianwu city call it!

Zhang Minghui several people, simply dare not openly with his face.

Needless to say, Wang Xuxiu is already Wu Zun. He can easily kill these people without taking advantage of this trend.

Can he be impatient?

“……”

Zhang Minghui's eyes almost narrowed into a slit, staring at Wang Xu, with a stiff smile on his face.

He did not expect that Wang Xu would dare to be so bold.

He repressed his anger in his heart. How many years have passed since he became the head of the law enforcement department of Xianwu city? How many years has no one dared to talk to him like this?

However.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Minghui was still smiling: "Mr. Wang, you may have misunderstood something, but I'm congratulating you. How can I mean to be an enemy to you?"

"Oh? really? Then shut up. I'm in a hurry Wang Xu sneered, flashed a touch of ridicule, then turned and left.

But his pace was a little slower than before.

Wang Xu is waiting.

He is waiting for Zhang Minghui, but he can't help it.

Like that.

He will not hesitate, directly back to kill each other, for those who kill him, Wang Xu will not be merciful.

However.

Wang Xu was disappointed.

Although Zhang Minghui was stimulated by him, his eyes were red.

But in the end, Zhang Minghui still forced to endure, did not say a word, just cold eyes watching Wang Xu go farther and farther.

"Oh, waste."

Ten steps later, Wang Xu pulled a touch of disdain from the corner of his mouth, turned back and coldly glanced at Zhang Minghui. Then he stepped on his feet and rushed to the sky and went straight to the fairy gate in the sky.

As for Zhuanghe.

There is no need for Wang Xu. Zhang Minghui, who is full of anger, will make Zhuanghe's fate worse.

However.

After all, Wang Xu is not a God and can't predict everything.

"Zhuanghe, your last chance is to kill Wang Xu. Otherwise, you don't want the old blood man to take you back to the blood prison. "

Staring at Wang Xu's figure in the sky, Zhang Minghui's lips trembled slightly, his voice condensed into a line, and directly fell into Zhuanghe's ears.

"Secretary, I..."

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Zhuanghe was stunned and subconsciously looked up at Zhang Minghui. What he saw was Zhang Minghui's back to him.

All of a sudden.

He shut his mouth wisely.

Zhang Minghui's attitude, as he said just now, is obviously secretly ordered by the other party. This is his last chance. And if he said it, he was afraid that he would really die without a burial place.

Come on.

There was little hesitation.

"Touch!"

Zhuang He took a deep breath, stepped on the ground suddenly, burst out all his strength, and rushed to Wang Xu.

Zhang Minghui wants Wang Xu to die. Zhuanghe also hates Wang Xu to the bone. Mingming is just a mud leg of the third class forces, so he can't be your mud leg? Be a waste?

You have to go against the sky!

Must be aloof from others!

Do you have to be gifted with evil?

Give me

go to hell!

Zhuanghe looks ferocious. He has a long sword of French soldiers in his hand. The meaning of the sword is cruel and sharp. The meaning of killing is as cold as ice.

There was a surprise attack.

Extremely abrupt.

It's completely beyond everyone's expectation.

And because of the hatred for Wang Xu, and Zhang Minghui's threat to enter the blood prison, life is not like death.

At the moment, Zhuanghe's spirit and spirit are completely united. His killing intention is violent, his breath is shocking, and he is ready to climb to the limit of his strength.

It's a sword of surprise.

Zhuanghe is confident.

Even a great master of eight grades will be assassinated by him on the spot.

However.

At this time.

Wang Xu suddenly turned his head, met the prophet, cold eyes, straight Zhuanghe.

then.

Wang Xu turned around and never looked at Zhuanghe again.

Below, countless people are confused, Zhuanghe's assassination is unexpected, and Wang Xu's discovery and assassination are beyond prediction.

But what's the meaning of seeing the assassin and suddenly turning around?

Is this giving up?

Or what?

However, doubts have not yet been transferred in people's minds.

All of a sudden.

"Boom!"

Zhuanghe's body suddenly, followed by the whole person, exploded into a mass of blood fog. He could not die any more.

And after this cloud of blood.

But Wang Xu didn't even pause for a moment. He stepped out directly and stepped into the immortal gate lightly. His figure disappeared in a flash.