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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty(1/2)

Ren Wei and the others immediately stiffened.

A figure walked in from outside.

It's the battle without flaw.

He went back.

He felt something was wrong before, so he pretended to leave, but in fact he didn't go far. He kept paying attention to the two of them with his divine thoughts, but he found something tricky.

The so-called Jubao Pavilion Master not only wants to be a bad person, but also wants to report him.

"How is it possible? There is a soundproof formation in the room!" Ren Wei's face looked ugly. He never expected Zhan Wuque to kill a shot, which caught him off guard.

"Brother, I can give you the remaining three million yuan stones and spiritual medicines," Ren Wei said slowly, and one hand had touched the storage bag.

Obviously, he was just saying he was delaying time, but he was actually preparing to attack.

"bass!"

The knife light flashed in the room.

Ren Wei's body paused and his head rolled down.

It turned out that Zhan Wuque had his head cut off with one knife!

Blood splattered Zhu Dachang all over, scaring his scalp to numbness.

Ren Wei is the top of the Martial Emperor's cultivation, and he can't even walk in this Killing Star's hand!

"Brother Diao, Master Diao, don't kill me, it has nothing to do with me. I am innocent, I am innocent," Zhu Dachang was so scared that he trembled all over and knelt down and begged for mercy.

Zhan Wuque walked up and took the storage bag on Ren Wei's body into his hand.

His left palm also secretly buckled a hidden weapon that was harshly harsh. Obviously, he had just wanted to launch a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that Zhan Wuque would be so fast and decisive, and he would kill him as soon as he took action.

Zhan Wuque's big-master golden sword sat in Ren Wei's position.

This room has a soundproofing array, so he doesn't have to worry about being heard by outsiders.

Unless others are like him, they have the residual soul of the God of War and can forcibly break the magic circle.

Zhan Wuque just now used the residual soul power of the God of War, so he broke the magic circle and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.

With a blink of an eye, a fire fell on Ren Wei's corpse and began to burn, and soon turned into ashes.

Zhu Dachang, who was kneeling beside him, shook his whole body when he saw this.

The boy in front of him is really a devil who kills without blinking!

"At noon tomorrow, news came out that Diaobaotian had been taken down by Jubao Pavilion using a trick, and they were asked to replace him with 50 million stones," Zhan Wuque said lightly.

"ah?"

Zhu Dacao looked surprised and could not understand what Zhan Wuque meant, but he still nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.

"In addition, hand over your soul blood." Zhan Wuque looked at Zhu Dachang.

In order to prevent accidents, he must have the means to suppress this person.

Soul blood is a condensation of the soul. If it is destroyed, the least it will lose all cultivation, and the worst it will die on the spot.

Zhu Dachang showed a look of hesitation on his face, and in the end he could only hand over it unwillingly.

Because he knew that if he didn't hand over, he would die.

"Open the warehouse of Jubao Pavilion!" Zhan Wuque ordered.

Soon, the warehouse of Jubao Pavilion was swept away by Zhan Wuque, and not even a Yuan stone was left behind.

The warehouse had about eight million yuan of stones, plus various treasures, Zhan Wuque left with satisfaction.

At the end, he left a trace of his divine thought on Zhu Dachang to prevent accidents.

As soon as he left Jubao Pavilion, he felt someone follow him.

The divine thought was released, Zhan Wuque saw the person clearly, and there was a curve on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he quickly walked towards a remote place.

When there was no one around, four or five warriors rushed out and surrounded him in the middle.

"It's this kid!" Sima Lan covered her face and pointed at Zhan Wuque and said fiercely.

"If it weren't for him, how could I have been beaten so badly! I'll tear him to pieces today!"

Sima Lan had unconcealed murderous intent in her eyes.

"Boy, you are really looking for death. Even the people from my Sima family dare to touch me. You don't ask if anyone in Licheng dares to provoke my Sima family!"

Several young people surrounded them with malicious intentions.

"I heard that the treasures on you were even alarmed by the owner of Jubao Pavilion. I must have changed a lot of good things."

"Take it out yourself and leave you with a whole body, otherwise you will feel better in a while!"

The few people had grim smiles on their faces, obviously thinking that they had already decided to fight Zhan Wuque.

Thinking that Zhan Wuque might take away Chongbao, their breathing became rapid.

This is a super fat sheep!

As long as he is killed, he will be sent!

"I said, you can't see the sun tomorrow, do what you say!" Sima Lan said coldly, "Go ahead, kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two of them arrested Zhan Wuque, one left and one right.

Among these people, except for a young man in brocade robe who was the King of Martial Arts, the rest were all the top level of the great martial arts master. Obviously, Sima Lan misjudged his strength.

If Zhan Wuque is just the peak of an ordinary martial artist, this lineup will naturally win him, but unfortunately, he is not!

Zhan Wuque didn't even move, and the two of them were shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"What!!"

The others were shocked, their faces covered with solemn expressions.

"This kid is weird, come on together!"

"With Brother Sima Yi here, you can definitely take this kid!"

The few people shouted angrily and rushed forward together.

The Sima Yi they said was the young man of King Wu. He slapped the storage bag, and three flames fell into his hand. He swung it hard and stabbed Zhan Wuque's eyebrows hard.

The flames roared and whistled, and a sound of breaking through the air came out. A hot breath dissipated, and it was extremely fast. It reached Zhan Wuque's body in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the fierce flame fork, Zhan Wuque finally took action. He slowly clenched his fists and directly blasted out.

"clang!"

A clanging sound of gold and iron hitting sounded, and then, in the incredible eyes of several people, the flame fork broke inch by inch and was actually blown by Zhan Wuque's punch!

"escape!"

They quickly reacted, turned around and ran away.

The opponent has at least a high-level martial king, so where are they opponents?

"I want to leave? It's too late!"

Zhan Wuque's five fingers bent slightly, and with a light blow, several flames flew out and landed on several people at a rapid speed.

The few people didn't even scream, but were burned to ashes.

The strange fire cultivated in "Yan Jue" has swallowed up many demon fires, including four-level demon fires, which are very terrifying, comparable to the fourth-level top demon fires.

Even if a high-level martial king encounters a life-threatening life, let alone them.

After dealing with these people at will, Zhan Wuque flew out of the city.

Because he found that his face had begun to appear on the wanted order. Although it was not very similar, the general outline could still be seen. In order to make the plan go smoothly, Zhan Wuque decided to appear again tomorrow.

In a secret stone chamber, Zhan Wuque sat cross-legged.

He took out the Tianyi Sword from the storage bag, his eyes feeling helpless.

He originally intended to replace this sword with what he needed, but he didn't expect so many things to happen. Instead, he did not give anything, but instead swept away the Jubao Pavilion.

However, all this was taken by one's own fault, and Zhan Wuque felt no guilt in his heart.

Pick out all the medicinal materials you need from the storage bag and throw them into the alchemy furnace to start boiling.

Then Zhan Wuque opened the chamber pot and put Xu Mu out.

Xu Mu was kicked to death by himself last time, and stayed in the chamber pot for so long and was already dying.

As soon as he came out, he started whispering there.

Zhan Wuque ignored him and focused on refining medicine.

Half an hour later, Zhan Wuque glanced at the finished product and nodded.

This is a secret medicine he specially cooked, which can change a person's body shape and appearance. It is very high-end and difficult to be seen.

Zhan Wuque applied the secret medicine on Xu Mu and kept slapping it. Soon, an exact "Zhan Wuque" appeared.
To be continued...
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