Chapter 72

"Look, that man is approaching a gangster. No luck."

"Ha ha, I don't know which one is unlucky. As soon as I enter it, I meet the gangster, but I'm still close to the gangster."

"Could it be ye Zhi? I was so lucky before, but now it's rotten? "

"It's possible, but it's hard to say."

……

Bang!

In the vast forest, a bright red streamer rose up, burst out in the sky and burst out continuously fireworks.

Ye Zhi suddenly stops and looks at the fireworks flying everywhere in the air, frowning.

If they are not from the Nangong family, they can only be one of the Yin and Wu families.

It's a good abacus. Do you want to attract people to join in this way?

But it may also attract a lot of gangsters.

Ye Zhi pondered for a while, ignored, and threw himself into the forest.

In the cave, everyone can see the gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

"How dare you signal here? Are you a smart man or a fool?"

A burly figure came out of the cave, murderous, with a scar on his forehead slanting down, which made his face more ferocious and his whole body full of terrible murderous.

After that, the gangster rushed to the place where the fireworks were blooming.

The same scene is staged everywhere.

On a mountain, Wu Ming stood upright and looked around alertly, with a cold light in his eyes.

Looking up at the slowly fading signal, the corner of his lips was hooked, and a grim smile surged up on his face.

"Gangster, come on."

With a slight voice, he turned over his hand, a dagger appeared in his hand, and the awe inspiring edge came out of the sword.

……

In the forest, ye Shou is as light as a swallow. He skips over the vegetation and runs to the East.

Aware, and Nangong magic snow closer and closer.

Whoosh!

A whistling sound came from the air, as if it were generated by rubbing the air.

Ye Zhi's face changed dramatically, his body rolled, and he appeared a little awkwardly a few feet away.

Bang!

There was a loud noise from the rear. Ye Zhi turned his head and saw that a long stick had fallen into the ground several feet, and was blown away by powerful forces.

There is a sneer in his eyes. Ye Zhi stands up slowly and looks at the figure that suddenly appears.

This is a middle-aged man. He doesn't look impressive, just like most people, but he is murderous and has a suffocating smell.

"Tut Tut, I dare to come to the blood day cave even in the third stage of the transmutation. Isn't it to train labor and capital?" The man gave a grim smile, looking at Ye Zhi's eyes, as if looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Six levels of transmutation.

Feeling the cultivation of the gangster, ye Zhi's eyes narrowed, and the cold light burst in his eyes. As soon as he turned his hand, a cold spine appeared in his hand.

The cold spine of the forest is filled with white fog. In an instant, the forest is covered with a kind of coldness.

The gangster's face changed, staring at the bone spur in Ye's hand, his eyes gushed with a touch of light: "good thing, you hand it over, I can make you die faster."

"Try it."

Ye Zhi suddenly drinks suddenly, the whole body is blue, the spirit power converges, and the cold idea suddenly sends out.

Bang!

The cold feeling of the day shocked him in the forest. The gangster's pupil was tight. The cold feeling made him feel uncertain.

"What did you say? "The sixth stage of transmutation?"

The gangster suddenly noticed Ye Zhi's strength and exclaimed.

Whoosh!

Ye Zhi burst out, trailing a remnant behind, holding a bone spur in his hand, lingering with cold air, rushing to the gangster like lightning and flint.

"To die."

The gangster clenched his teeth, his face was ferocious, his hand was like a millstone, and he took a fierce attack on Ye Zhi.

"Cut."

Under the strong awareness, the gangster's move is full of loopholes. Ye zhileng snorts. His figure is constantly changing, and his bone stabs heavily.

Bang!

The terrible power of the gangster's palm hit the bone spurs heavily, and it made the blow stop.

"The sudden rise of the third level of cultivation is also superficial, and you will die." See this scene, the gangster no longer scruples, sneer, giant palm heavy clap, as if to Ye Zhi clap broken.

Ye Zhi's lips turned upward, and infinite cold air poured into the bone spurs. The bone spurs trembled continuously, breaking through the stiff force and hitting hard.

Come on!

The clear voice, with the blood splashing, the wailing of the gangster, the spirit power rolling, the hand suddenly waved out, broke away the bone spur and ran away in a hurry.

His whole hand was pierced by bone spurs, and his blood was coagulated by the terrible cold air, showing a layer of ice residue.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

The gangster beat the air conditioner hard and yelled.

Ye Zhi follows closely, the bone spur in his hand is dancing, and the thorn shadow carries the air-conditioning all over the sky, which covers the front of the gangster tightly.

And the gangster had to raise his hand to stop it.

Rub!

The stabbing shadow is cold, and the endless cold air slows down the gangster's reaction speed. Under the cold air, his whole blood seems to be stiff, and his reaction slows down greatly.

At this time, he looked at Ye Zhi's eyes full of fear.

How can this be the third stage of transformation?

All these people are crafty.

Come on! Come on!

When this thought rose, he only saw the cold light before meeting, and felt the loss of strength in the next second.

With difficulty, he lowered his head and saw a bone spur inserted into his heart.

"Phagocytosis."

When ye Zhi turns his hand, all the Qi, blood and spiritual power of the gangster enter his body through the bone spurs.

Soon, the gangster was reduced to a leather bag.

The blood gas in the body surged, the spirit power surged, and the murderous gas that made him uncertain was also mixed.

Clenching his teeth, ye Zhi buries his head on the gangster and takes away a token. Then he looks around and enters the dense forest like lightning and flint.

On a big tree, ye Zhi sat cross legged, surrounded by continuous murderous Qi, which made him shiver.

Some time, his whole body's murderous gas exploded the pot, scattered in all directions, but all the leaves and branches that he touched were instantly reduced to ashes.

Ye Zhi slowly opens his eyes, and there is a brilliant light in his eyes.

Refining the Qi and blood and spiritual power of the sixth level of transmutation, although most of them are consumed, they still make him powerful.

Thinking of the 30 gangsters here, ye Zhijiao raised his lips and burst into a sneer. He stretched out and didn't enter the forest.

……

"What family are you?"

A black shadow flew out of the forest, and a murderous spirit sprang up all over the sky. A seven step gangster stood in the air, looking at Wu Ming on the mountain.

"The Wu family." Seeing the comer, Wu Ming said calmly with a shrewd look in his eyes.

"The Wu family." When the gangster heard this, his whole body was full of murderous spirit, his eyes were angry, and he suddenly drank: "Wu family, go to die."

After that, his body leaped in the air and turned into dozens of phantoms. These phantoms were just like the real ones, with strong breath and fierce murderous spirit.

"Shadow hands."

Dozens of virtual shadows and real bodies rotate, which makes it impossible to distinguish between the true and the false. In a moment, Wu Ming is surrounded and his palms are flying. With the power of horror, the palms block Wu Ming's retreat.

The shadow of the palm, like thunder, roared at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming clenched his dagger, his eyes narrowed and the cold light flashed.

"Look at the sword."

He gave a loud drink, turned his feet and rushed to one of the dozens of empty shadows like a top.

The sword was dark and flashed like lightning.

Bang!

The atmosphere was stagnant. The overwhelming palms and shadows suddenly broke up and disappeared. The real body of the gangster emerged and stayed in the air. He looked at the void with a stunned face.

On his forehead, a bloodstain stretched out, straight down.

Come on!

The whole body was cut into two pieces, splashed with blood and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Behind him, Wu Ming's hand turned, a few drops of blood, and the sword was dark, which made people tremble.

His body flashed, touched in front of the gangster for a while, and frowned: "is there no overall picture? Are the drawings on more powerful people? "

His face darkened, then he waved and a token fell into his hand.

In the distance, there was a sudden surge of spirit. Wu Ming's fierce face slowly receded. When he visited, a figure rushed out of the forest.

"Brother Ming."

It's a Wu family, Wu Zhong, whose strength is the sixth peak of the transformation.

"Where are the rest?" Wu Ming looked at Wu Zhong and said slowly.

Wu Zhong looked at the corpse, swallowed his saliva, looked at Wu Ming fearfully, and said, "brother Ming, the rest of the people have not been found, but they should be on the way."

"Deal with the scene. I think we can lure and kill here. There must be many gangsters coming." Wu Ming nodded and said coldly.

"All right, brother Ming."

Wu Zhong nodded, endured the feeling of vomiting, picked up the corpse and walked back.

Looking at the continuous mountains, Wu Ming felt a cold light in his eyes and murmured to himself, "Ye Zhi, let you linger for a while. When you find the overall picture, you are finished."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One after another two wisps of breath appeared from the front and right, and even two hazy figures rushed over.

"A lot of people died." Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, sneered and stood upright on the mountain.

Wu Zhong in the rear also noticed the movement and hid behind the mountain under the instruction of Wu Ming.

"Look, it shows that four gangsters have been killed."

"So soon, only how long, four of them died. I'm afraid that in a few days, all 30 gangsters will be killed."

"Not necessarily. It's said that among the gangsters, the lowest strength is the sixth level of transmutation, more is the seventh level of transmutation, and even as for the peak of the seventh level, there are also those who think about the lower level of transmutation."“ If they unite together, it will be enough for the three families. " On the door of light, a little bit of light spot is moving, white spot and red spot are intertwined, you can see clearly the movement inside from the outside. On the crystal stage, the three masters are paying close attention to the gate of light. Whoosh! At one time, the white spot, which symbolizes the three families, suddenly disappeared under the pressure of two red spots. It means that one of the three families was killed. The faces of the onlookers changed. The heads of the three families also had a stagnant expression. They don't know who they are, but they are obviously one of the three families. Blood day cave. In a broad mountain forest, there is a strong fishy smell in the air, which is disgusting. There was a corpse lying on the ground with a fatal wound in the heart. Looking at his clothes, he turned out to be a member of the Yin family“ Don't come here In the forest, there is a member of the Yin family, who is the sixth level of cultivation. At this time, his face is pale, and he looks at the two gangsters who are walking slowly towards him and says in horror. Like to hold (hold) the fastest update speed.