Chapter 72 Killing the Enemy and Luring the Snake

"Why did you sneak attack me?"

Wu Yan stood in the open space four or five feet away from the three people with a gloomy face, staring at the three people angrily. On his left chest, there was a thumb-sized blood hole that was bleeding out. Wu Yan used magic to tap his body several times in succession, and the bleeding stopped.

Where he had just stood, a big pit broke out in the ground, and a farmer covered in yellow light jumped out of the pit and said in a muffled voice: "Boy, how did you get out of my earth palm?"

Wu Yan sneered and said nothing, and naturally would not tell him that when he learned the hidden killing technique, he had already trained his bones to be extremely flexible. With some small and ordinary skills, he easily escaped from his control.

Mo Buchou waved his hand and grinned: "What nonsense, join forces to kill him!"

Wu Yan raised his hand and made a move, the ground shook, and another steel puppet broke out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye it grew to more than five feet high, and took the initiative to attack the three people.

After doing this, Wu Yan quickly took out three seeds of the viper vine from the leather bag on his waist. The mana flowed from his palm into the three seeds like a torrent. At the same time, he chanted something and began to accumulate the mana to support the release of the entanglement spell three times.

The Taoist priest, the farmer and the scholar went to Wu Yan in three directions. Mo Buchou's giant sword was raised again. The farmer clenched his fists, and his two fists were wrapped in a layer of earthy yellow light in an instant, becoming two huge earth fists. The green light of the fan in the scholar's hand flashed again, and he was ready to release the wind blade spell at any time to find an opportunity to block Wu Yan's retreat.

The giant sword cut the steel puppet into two pieces without any hindrance and rushed towards Wu Yan. Wu Yan had also taken advantage of the moment when the puppet was delayed. He was ready at this time. He raised his hand and shot a black light at each of the three people, shouting: "Go! Entanglement!"

Three lightning-fast black lights flew towards the three people who were running towards Wu Yan. Wu Yan took the opportunity to use the light body skill of Fengyinshu to retreat quickly and avoid Mo Buchou's magic weapon attack.

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, because the giant sword was slashing at Wu Yan, and he didn't know what Wu Yan was hitting. He gathered his magic power with his other hand and used the Ice Blade skill again to grab the black object that was rushing towards him.

The farmer punched hard with one hand and hit the black object fiercely. The scholar raised the wooden fan in his hand and fanned the black object.

With this skill, Wu Yan had retreated another four or five feet away, and his eyes were nervously looking at the three black viper vine seeds, fearing that the entanglement skill would not work.

The three people almost touched the three black lights flying towards them one after another. What surprised the three people was that the black light was not a magic, but a thing that looked like a black stone. The three people thought that Wu Yan was good at using poison, and thought he threw some poison.

But what happened next made the three people open their eyes completely and show an incredible expression.

Three black stone-like objects immediately attached themselves to the body, clothes, or magic tools, and then in the blink of an eye, black buds began to grow, and four thumb-thick strange vines that looked like four poisonous snakes grew out.

The three were shocked at the same time, and the Taoist priest finally reacted and said to his two companions: "Don't be afraid, this is just a low-level entanglement technique. Cut off the vines and the technique will fall apart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the farmer screamed, and his whole body was shining with yellow light. Then in the blink of an eye, he was twisted into a big black dumpling by the four poisonous snake-like black vines. The yellow light went out with his screams, and the farmer's body was twisted into minced meat by four strange black vines right in front of the two people.

The scholar was also entangled by the black viper vine at this time. He witnessed the miserable state of the farmer and shouted in fear: "Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I am willing to surrender!"

But even if Wu Yan wanted to spare him, he was powerless, not to mention that he had no intention of sparing the scholar at all. He did not even look at the scholar, but focused his attention on Mo Buchou, who was already pale with fear.

Mo Buchou was much luckier. The black viper vine that Wu Yan hit him in the direction of his magic weapon was stuck on his magic weapon. At this moment, four black vine stems tightly entangled his giant sword magic weapon. The giant sword magic weapon tried its best to get rid of the entanglement of the vine stems, and even continuously sprayed green light in an attempt to cut off the black viper vine.

Wu Yan twisted his body strangely a few times and rushed towards Mo Buchou, who was panicking and controlling the giant sword. After a few breaths, seeing that the giant sword was about to break free from the entanglement of the black viper vine, Mo Buchou was overjoyed and was about to continue injecting magic power to increase the strength of breaking free.

A black light circled around his neck.

Wu Yan's figure stopped ten feet in front of Mo Buchou, and he sneered at Mo Buchou's head falling to the ground, his eyes wide open, looking at the sky in disbelief.

The giant sword that lost its mana control quickly shrank into a wooden sword, was entangled by the black viper vine, and fell to the ground.

The scholar also let out an unwilling scream at this time, and was crushed into pieces by the black viper vine!

Wu Yan sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him with lingering fear. If it weren't for his good luck this time, he would have met the girl An Yingying and got these hundreds of black viper vine seeds. I'm afraid he would have died today.

All the enemies were killed, but Wu Yan suffered heavy losses in this battle.

The Blood Blade magic weapon was destroyed, the three iron puppets were destroyed, and the intermediate golden shield talisman he bought not long ago was also destroyed. Fortunately, although these things were destroyed, his life was saved.

Since he had killed three people and suffered such a huge loss, Wu Yan took all the things from them without hesitation. After he burned Mo Buchou's body with the fireball technique and burned the fragments of the scholar and the farmer's bodies, he cut off three black viper vines in the same way and collected twelve black viper vine stems as long as his index finger.

After putting these twelve vine stems together with the four vine stems he had obtained before, Wu Yan began to clean up the spoils.

This cleaning made him overjoyed and he secretly sighed that he had made a fortune today.

The three people had more than 110 low-level spirit stones, more than 20 low-level talismans, three mid-level talismans, two mid-level magic tools, three elementary practice books, and a lot of other miscellaneous items.

Wu Yan put all these things into his storage bag without hesitation, and then used the Mo Lin dagger to cut the three marked storage bags into pieces, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to keep the storage bags of these three people. If someone saw him holding a storage bag with the mark of the Loose Cultivator Alliance in the future, it would be a big trouble.

He sat on the big rock and panted for a while, swallowed another pill, and applied gold ointment on the wound, and then he felt much better.

There were three black jade cards on the ground, and Wu Yan was holding a black jade card in his hand. Wu Yan touched his chin, stared at the four black jade cards in front of him, and pondered.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, put a black jade card in his hand on the ground, and then took the one of Mo Buchou from the three on the ground, and then smashed the three black jade cards on the ground into pieces with the Mo Lin dagger.

After doing all this, Wu Yan sneered, took out seven or eight kinds of poison powder from the leather bag of the cow tendon belt around his waist, and scattered them along the entire messy battlefield. While he was spreading the poison powder, he destroyed the places where he might leave his traces.

Half an hour later, looking at the barren mountains and ridges covered with poison powder, Wu Yan sneered, clapped his hands, and walked towards Tianlang City.

In order to prevent being recognized, Wu Yan disguised himself on the road.

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Outside the Buddha Temple of Tianlang City.

In an inconspicuous inn, a young man wearing a green Taoist robe and looking very ordinary came at noon. The young man entered the inn, asked for a room, and closed the door of the room without saying a word. After hiding in the room for a long time, he never came out.

When the guests became scarce in the evening, the door of the room suddenly opened a crack, and a young man in a black robe came out from it. He also looked very ordinary. He was the kind of person who was difficult to recognize in a crowd.

After the black-clothed young man came out, he locked the door, called the waiter, and asked for a room opposite to that room. After entering, he never came out again.

The waiter in charge of reception scratched his head and sighed, what happened today? He received two strange guests in a row. They asked for a room and then closed the door. They didn't want anything and didn't ask him to do anything. He wanted to ask for some reward, but there was no chance. The waiter sighed inwardly that he was unlucky and walked to the front hall.

He ran into three or four people with special temperaments. The leader was an evil middle-aged scholar in purple. The waiter was about to greet them, but he was suddenly shocked by the look of the middle-aged scholar and froze in place.

The middle-aged scholar led a coquettish young woman, a short young man in black, and an old Taoist in his fifties. Among the four people, except for the short young man in black, the other three had murderous looks on their faces and ran straight to the room that the young man in green Taoist robes had asked for.

The middle-aged scholar walked to the door of the room and smashed the door of the house with a palm in the air.

The room was empty, and the faces of the four people changed. Except for the short young man in black, the other three rushed into the room. I saw a white jade tablet quietly placed on the table in the middle of the house. There was a faint smell of blood in the room, which was very strange. On the table, two lines of words were written in bright red blood! However, because the writing time was too long, the blood had dried up.

"If you dare to harm me again, I will poison your whole family! Write it as a proof! Your Excellency, how does blood lead to poison taste?"

The faces of the three people changed again, and they hurriedly held their breath and ran out. The purple-clothed scholar walked the fastest and was in the courtyard in the blink of an eye. The seductive young woman followed closely behind him. Only the old and sloppy Taoist walked the slowest. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he fell to the ground with a plop on his back. His face was like gold paper and his breath was like a gossamer. It was obvious that he was breathing out more than breathing in. He was already dead.