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This piece of Fire, Poison and Flame Talisman is worth 30 taels of silver, and three pieces are worth 90 taels.
Unexpectedly, in order to kill Xia Wuji, not only did he lose every one of his capable generals, but even Hu Yidao, the most powerful fighter, was killed, and at the same time, he had to consume three of his Fire, Poison and Flame Talismans.
This time, the business is really a big loss!
If it wasn't for that little bitch Liu Chan, would the loss be so big?
Tan Jian was angry and hated in his heart.
He secretly made up his mind that after killing Xia Wuji, he must find Liu Chan to find a way to make up for these losses!
As for whether Xia Wuji has any unusual relationship with Yuguizong, he can't care so much anymore.
The relationship between him and Xia Wuji is already incompatible, either you die or I die.
One of the two must die.
And the person who died must be Xia Wuji!
But at this moment, the ghost king reappeared, and the creepy voice reappeared.
"Jie Jie Jie, tell me, how many times do you want to die!"
The terrifying and frightening power penetrates directly into the soul.
Looking at the huge terrifying grimace in front of him, Tan Jian's heart was shocked, and the magic power in his body stagnated for a moment.
Xia Wuji slammed down the nine-ringed saber and suddenly drew an arc inward when it was close to his shoulder.
The saber energy also crossed an arc.
It hit Tan Jian's neck with a bang.
The light flashed.
But just for a moment, the light dissipated.
puff!
Tan Jian's head flew up, full of unwillingness and fear, and fell into eternal darkness in the blink of an eye.
Before the remnant soul could escape, it was ruthlessly devoured by the ghost king.
So far, all the senior members of the Black Tiger Gang have been wiped out!
With a thought in Xia Wuji's mind, the ghost king disappeared, and the ghost domain also disappeared.
Holding the nine-ring sword, he turned around and said calmly, "Come out, I won't kill you."
Vaguely, he felt that there seemed to be eyes around here, but he couldn't be sure.
If you can step into the innate and condense the spiritual power like the spiritual consciousness of an immortal, you can understand it at a glance.
But he is only an acquired martial artist now, not yet, just relying on his five senses.
After speaking, there was no movement.
Only the sound of pattering rain outside the house was heard.
Xia Wuji snorted coldly, "God has the virtue of good life, I didn't want to cause too many killings, but since you don't come out, it is obvious that you want to murder me, so I have no choice but to be ruthless!"
"I don't have much patience, just count to two. One!"
"two!"
While speaking, the Jiuhuan Dao made a palpitating sound.
woohoo hoo...
Seven people came out in a row.
All of them are good players, all of them are in the whole body state, but compared with the previous ones, they are a little worse.
Obviously, these people are the backup forces of the Black Tiger Gang.
The seven people looked at the hellish scene of Shura with blood flowing like rivers on the ground, their faces were pale and trembling all over.
Who would have thought that the strong men who worked with them before and were stronger than the seven of them would turn into corpses all over the place in an instant, and the corpses were still incomplete.
What's more, no one would have guessed that this seemingly gentle, sunny and handsome young master of the Xia family is actually a Shura who kills without blinking an eye!
Xia Wuji glanced at the seven people and nodded slightly.
Then he said: "Since you won't come out, then never come out again!"
Xia Wuji stepped on the ground suddenly, making a loud noise, and the cracks in the ground spread like spider webs.
woohoo...
There were two sounds of clothes hunting, and they rushed out.
Xia Wuji suddenly turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and flew out like a cannonball, appearing outside the hall in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, two short and rapid screams sounded outside.
Then the figure flashed, and Xia Wuji returned to the hall again, facing the seven trembling people.
Xia Wuji walked in front of the seven people, a few drops of rain fell from his hair and landed on the ground.
He nodded and said, "Very good, I didn't escape."
While speaking, the Nine Rings Broadsword swung out, and the strong saber energy pierced the air, making a loud bang, but the speed of the saber was so fast that it had already broken through the sound barrier.
When the seven people heard the voice, the saber energy had already drawn across the necks of the seven people.
The seven people were stiff, pointing at Xia Wuji with staring eyes, but they couldn't say a word.
"I don't trust you guys."
Xia Wuji said lightly.
thump!
The seven fell to the ground neatly, staring at each other.
If it was possible to swear at people, the seven people would definitely swear: You don't believe us, why did you promise not to kill us?
It's a pity that the dead can't curse.