Wen Zhong was panting, and his two whips that were originally arrogant and astonished as the dragon had become a little slow. The golden helmet on his head had been shot down by his opponent, and his long hair was scattered down, looking embarrassed.

"Who are you?" Wen Zhong raised his strength to disperse his opponent's spell and asked angrily.

"The Grand Master is angry, I'm so scared!" The man in red clothes and a soft voice started to mock him, and then he shouted coldly: "It's just that you ask this, doesn't it seem redundant? Now, can we say "The weather is good today," and let's shake hands and make peace?"

Wen Zhong looked to the left, where Wen Zhong's mount Mo Qilin had already fallen to the ground, in great pain! A thick and ferocious vine with barbed crawled into Mo Qilin's mouth and then drilled out from his back. With the flesh and blood of Mo Qilin as a nourishment, a bright red flower bloomed on the vine, with a faint fragrance and a scent that was intoxicating.

The methods of these five people are all kinds of strange and extremely vicious. If none of them were willing to take over Wen Zhong's backlash before death, they had already joined forces to kill Wen Zhong under the sword.

"If you are for money, I am penniless! If you are for fame and fortune, I can recommend you as the general of the Shang Dynasty and the first rank of the official position! If you are just for murder, I have nothing to say, but I want to die! But one of you five must be buried with me!" Even though Wen Zhong was gradually aging, he was Xin Jiang's nature, and he became more and more stingy. At this moment, the tiger's eyes swept away, and the five people around him felt cold in their hearts, without doubting Wen Zhong's determination at all!

"The night is long and dreams are many! If we meet the Jie Cult here, we will lose all our efforts! Everyone will do their best to kill Wen Zhong first and then talk about others! If someone hides his own interests and refuses to work hard, don't blame everyone for attacking him!" The five people acted as lubricant, and the person who liked the most was a little impatient at this moment. After he said coldly, he rubbed his body and went up.

This man was not a close fighter, but at this moment he was willing to set an example and attack first. With his movements, the leaves of the plant under everyone's feet broke one after another, slashing towards Wen Zhong like a sword. The thick branches on the side of the road suddenly became soft like whips, and with fresh branches and leaves, they twisted and swept towards Wen Zhong's neck.

Someone took the lead, so the other four people were naturally unwilling to let the sweet and fragrant fruit of victory be picked by others and rushed over. One Wen Zhong was quite at ease, and it was a bit difficult to deal with two. Five people were the same, and each of them used their unique skills, which was destined to Wen Zhong's death.

Wen Zhong swung his whip slightly, his eyes flashing. Each of these whips was sealed with a dragon's soul. If it exploded in an instant and added Wen Zhong's own soul as seasoning, it would kill five people in one fell swoop, and no one needed to avenge him!

But Wen Zhong was unwilling to give up!

As the Grand Tutor of Shang Dynasty, he held the entire ** team of the oxer. Seeing the country's wars rising and the building was about to collapse, he was determined to kill the thief and was unable to turn the world back. Instead, he wanted to die in this wilderness. The pain in his heart could not be told to others! Wen Zhong would not give up if there was still a glimmer of opportunity.

However, at this time, it was already over. Wen Zhong sighed in his heart and was about to take action. Suddenly, a circle of golden light appeared in front of him, blocking all the attacks.

A white-robed Taoist appeared beside Wen Zhong, and with a long sleeve, he lifted his heavy weight and removed everyone's attacks. Then he took Wen Zhong and easily escaped from the encirclement of several people.

"You are so bold. You dare to attack the Grand Master of the current dynasty and teach the children! Who sent you here? Tell me!" Even when you were angry, the Taoist's voice was still soft, as if it was a whisper from a lover.

"Uncle Master!" Wen Zhong immediately bowed as soon as he saw the Taoist face, and his courtesy was extremely comprehensive.

"No need to be polite! I haven't seen you for decades, and my nephew is haggard!" The Taoist sighed, gently helped Wen Zhong up, then turned around and sneered, and said to the five people: "Don't you speak yet, when will you wait?"

"We ambush the disciples of the Jie Sect to obey the talisman of Yuxu Palace! You wild Taoist are so brave. Do you dare to take care of the matters of the Heavenly Lord?" The man in big red clothes scolded. Seeing that the person coming was unfathomable, the five people felt guilty and timid, and immediately raised the tiger skin to make a big banner.

Wen Zhong and Taoist looked at each other. After a while, the Taoist sneered: "Master's talisman? It's really ridiculous. You don't even know me. How could Master give you talisman? Just by your three-legged cat kung fu?"

"Who are you?" The five people thought that the other party was a second-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, and using the Primitive Heavenly Lord to cover up one or two was a wonderful way. Now that they have met the main master, and they don't know why the other party is crazy and wants to be their opponent, they already understand that the trip has failed! And this question is just a conditioned reflex that is unwilling to fail.

"This is Uncle Yun Zhongzi. You are not really attracted by your origin!" Wen Zhong helped out on the sidelines

The five of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Go!" They immediately divided into five directions and flew away. Yun Zhongzi said to Wen Zhong: "If you have urgent matters, you might as well leave first! I'll capture these people and ask clearly!"

Wen Zhong bowed and watched Yun Zhongzi leave quickly. Wen Zhong did not rush to leave. He walked to Mo Qilin, knelt on one knee, and stroked the old friend who had been with him for more than fifty years, burst into tears.

The internal organs of Mo Qilin have been swallowed by the poisonous ivy, and their vitality has been cut off and it is impossible to treat them. Mo Qilin sticks out his tongue and gently adds Wen Zhong's palm, showing intimacy just like what he has done every 20,000 days and nights.

Seeing the old guy's performance, Wen Zhong finally couldn't help crying. Amid the old sad voice, Mo Qilin closed Binglan's eyes and passed away.

Wen Zhong let out a long roar and left regardless.

At the agreed location, the few people met again. After several days of hard work, they found nothing. The few people were a little angry. The rough man even cursed and said, "That bastard Taoist priest was kicked by a donkey! Don't you know that we are actually from the same group!" The other people agreed, and for a moment they kept talking dirty words. The unique curses of the various magical planes of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains gathered together. If a person with a lack of knowledge is not broad enough, he would probably not understand it.

After cursing for a while, the few people looked at each other and felt a little sympathetic. Everyone really had a similar smell!

Only the leader was a little excited and said angrily: "Okay, stop complaining, I'm blaming you. I didn't expect Wen Zhong to be unable to kill you!"

"Oh, how do you say this?" The other four people became interested at the same time and asked quickly.

"Wen Zhong is the Shang Dynasty's Baiyu Pillar, an absolute loyalist. As long as he does not die, he will constantly invite people from the Abnormal Sect to die on the battlefield. If he dies, the Shang Dynasty will collapse and the Western Zhou Dynasty will be emperor. If they cannot destroy the Abnormal Sect, how could they be willing to do so!"

"Otherwise, do you think that using Yun Zhongzi to cut roots and pine branches to kill the thousand-year-old demon fox, can you really not catch up with us?"

The four of them looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and sighed: "Wen Zhong's reward must be generous. We have no choice but to get it, which is a pity!"

The leader cheered up his spirits and said, "Without Wen Zhong, there are other human-shaped monsters. If we join forces to bully the less and suppress others with power, we will gain a lot. Like those idiots on the battlefield, fighting with their opponents to the death, there will be at least seven or eight! We will never do such brainless things!"

"Boss Weiming, who is our next target?" The other four people quickly flattered him. Anyway, complimenting people will not lose a piece of meat. As for the benefits, they will never give up a single penny.

The leader touched his chin and said, "There are some strengths among these people. We must choose carefully. I think the next target should be the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit!"

"Why is this?"

The leader smirked and said, "The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looks very powerful, but in fact, all her skills rely on the Golden Xia Crown. In addition, her Fire Dragon Soldier and Tai A Sword are simply useless. We only need to kill her with one blow before she puts on the Golden Xia Crown to ensure a rich harvest. Moreover, the Golden Xia Crown is the treasure of the Biyou Palace, which can be invisible. It is as powerful as the twelve Golden Immortals. It is a must-have quality for killing and robbing goods at home. Even Guangchengzi and others dare not take it for themselves. They want to return it to the Biyou Palace, which shows that it is of great value!"

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