Chapter 297 Assassination in the Night

"elder brother!"

Luo Caiyi trotted out, seeing this situation, immediately exclaimed, and then begged: "Senior, please save brother".

"Don't worry! With Laozi here, he can't die even if he wants to."

Wutian patted his chest, turned his hand, and a bottle of monkey wine appeared, he threw it to Luo Caiyi directly, and ordered him to drink it.

The monkey's wine was full of spirits and spirits, and it was brewed to heal the wounds. Within half an hour, Luo Qiang woke up from the coma, and a smear of blood appeared on his pale face.

The first time he woke up, he looked at Wutian and squeezed out a smile: "Senior, I have already broken through to the perfection stage, and I also killed a monster beast in the early stage of the hundred dynasties. If you promise me, you can't It doesn't count!"

While speaking, he touched the mustard bag, and suddenly a ferocious beast appeared. It could be three meters long and shaped like a lion, but it didn't breathe or have a heartbeat. It was obviously dead.

As the words fell to the ground, Luo Qiang fell into a coma again, which shocked Luo Caiyi who was beside him.

Wutian frowned, and ordered: "Help him in to rest, and feed him monkey wine every hour, after a few days, the injury will heal."

"Xiao Wutian, this kid is completely disregarding his life in order to worship you as his teacher, what are you still thinking about?" Xiao Wuhao wondered.

After thinking about it, Wutian smiled and said, "I'm quite satisfied with Luo Qiang, but after the matter here is settled, I'm going to look for Tianyin Fruit, will it be inconvenient to bring him with me then?"

"This is easy to solve. Let him sign the soul contract first, and then observe for a period of time. He is really loyal to you, and then cancel the contract."

After pondering for a while, Wutian nodded, this is the best way at the moment, as for whether Luo Qiang agrees or not, it is up to him.

Suddenly, he fixed his eyes and looked outside the courtyard door, only to see an old man walking slowly, staggering, trembling, as if he would fall if the wind blows, this time, he really will Let people who don't know the truth and falsehood squeeze a cold sweat.

This person is none other than Luo Ou.

Wutian grinned: "Fuck me, old thing, don't you pretend to be okay in front of me? Look at you like a bird, I want to kick you."

"Hush!"

Luo Ou's complexion changed, and he hurriedly made a silent gesture, then staggered away from Wutian's figure, and looked into the room. Seeing that Luo Qiang and his sister were not there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wutian pursed his lips, and said, "Old man, what's the matter with me?"

"Can you be merciful, Your Excellency?"

Luo Ou said something like this first, then moved to Wutian's side, and said in a low voice: "The patriarch asked the old man to inform you that the plan to annihilate Tianyangzong will start tomorrow morning."

"That's fine, you go and tell Luo Chengyou that I will go to him tomorrow morning."

"In this case, the old man will leave first." Luo Ou cupped his hands, and when he turned around, he was taken aback when he saw the beast on the ground, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you put a beast here?"

Wutian said in annoyance: "I didn't let it go, it was Luo Qiang who killed it."

"What? You mean that the little master killed this beast?" Lao Ou was startled, and seriously doubted his ears, whether he heard it wrong.

"You heard me right, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." Wutian said angrily.

"Yes Yes!"

Lao Ou nodded hastily, and then left tremblingly, but the look of horror in his eyes lingered for a long time. He knew the strength of the little master better than anyone else, but it was only at the stage of expanding the pulse, and even the monsters with the realm before , are hard to beat.

But at this moment, it was a big accident and an exciting surprise to actually be able to kill the ferocious beast in the early stage of the Hundred Dynasties.

"This matter must be reported to the patriarch quickly. This person can raise the strength of the little master to such a terrifying level in just ten days. In the next year, the Nanshan Tribe will reach unprecedented heights, and even dominate the Fifth Heaven, it is not a dream..."

Thinking about it, Luo Ou couldn't help but gradually speed up his pace, and finally turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the patriarch's hall.

"Luo Ou! Don't daydream. According to my inference, this person is very likely to be from the ancestral land, because the existence of Zijin Shentie is only known to those few people thousands of years ago. I guess he may have been enshrined. One of them ordered to fetch the divine iron, do you think such a person will stay here?"

When Luo Ou reported the matter to Luo Chengyou and expressed his thoughts, he only got such a reply in the end.

Time is like the sand between fingers, and a day passes quickly.

The next day, Wutian got up very early and stood in front of the window for a long time in a daze. For some reason, he had a premonition that the annihilation of the Tianyang tribe would not go smoothly this time.

"Hey! Soldiers come to block you, water comes to cover you, so you can only play by ear." With a sigh, Wutian walked out of the room, gave Luo Caiyi a few words, and then turned into a stream of light and swept towards the main hall where Luo Chengyou was.

When Wutian came to the main hall, it was already full of figures. There were about fifty people, both men and women, all dressed in black robes. With infinite murderous intent.

Luo Ou stood beside Luo Chengyou, with a straight body, hale and hearty, and a solemn complexion. The eyes that had been muddy before were now full of light, which was quite frightening.

"Nice force", Wutian nodded.

You don't need to think about it to know that these people are the result of ten years of preparation by the two of them. Basically, they are in the early stage of a hundred dynasties, and a small number of them are in the small stage and the great stage.

Whoosh!

Wutian stepped aside and appeared in front of a seat. He didn't understand politeness at all, and sat on it: "Luo Chengyou, don't talk about the pre-war declaration and introduction, let's go straight away!"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wutian nodded slightly again. The psychological quality of this group of people is quite good. A stranger suddenly appeared and called the patriarch by his name. .

And these people were indifferent, as if they hadn't heard it, and they were still looking at Luo Chengyou.

Luo Chengyou nodded, and said loudly to everyone: "I don't want to say much, I just hope that everyone can protect their lives and start now."

"Yes!" Fifty people shouted in unison, the momentum pierced through the sky, and then turned into black lights, swept out of the hall, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Come on!" Luo Chengyou shouted towards the door.

"Subordinates are here!" Several guards filed in, half kneeling on the ground, extremely respectful.

"Immediately capture the eldest lady, mother and son, lock them in a secret room, and keep them under strict surveillance. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences."

"yes!"

After a few people left, the Wutian trio soared into the sky and flew towards the Tianyang tribe.

The Nanshan Tribe is about 30,000 miles away from the Tianyang Tribe. Fortunately, a group of people can fly in the air, which saves a lot of trouble, but it took more than ten hours to arrive, and it was only three o'clock when they arrived. It's still dark, and most people are still asleep.

In front of him was a big city, even worse than the Nanshan Tribe, the city gates were tightly closed, and it was very quiet inside.

In front of the city gate, fifty men in black robes stood upright, so as not to disturb the people of Tianyang Tribe, each of them restrained their aura, but they couldn't hide the hostility and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Brothers, carry out the assassination first, but one thing to remember, our target is only the high-level figures of the Tianyang tribe, we must not indiscriminately kill other people in the city, especially women, children and children, let's go!"

After Luo Chengyou explained, the fifty men in black spread their wings and turned into a golden rain, shooting towards the headquarters of the Tianyang Tribe, followed by Wutian and the other three.

This is a group of vicious wolves, even a group of deadly gods of death, who plundered various places in the tribe and carried out crazy assassinations. In less than a moment, hundreds of people in the Tianyang tribe died.

At this time, for the people of Nanshan tribe, it was a godsend opportunity, but for the people of Tianyang tribe, it was a nightmare. Everyone was fast asleep, totally unprepared, and without even snorting, they were killed by the god of death and became dead souls.

"Enemy attack!"

The silent killing lasted only half an hour, and was broken by a loud shout. Everyone was awakened from sleep, the confusion and surprise in their eyes flashed away, quickly put on their clothes, and fucked the dick , Killed out.

But in just a quarter of an hour, thousands of people from the Tianyang Tribe died, and the rest were either very weak or extremely strong.

"It's people from the Nanshan tribe, you shit, the Nanshan tribe rebelled!"

"Dare to sneak attack our Tianyang tribe and kill all these bastards."

For a moment, the energy here gushed out, and the golden light shone brightly, illuminating the whole world.

Following the explosion of shouts, dozens of figures soared into the sky, flapping their light wings, looking down at the black-robed man who was slaughtering crazily below, with livid complexions, furious and murderous aura!

"Brothers, kill!"

The leader shouted violently, and dozens of figures shot in different directions like a meteor shower, looking for their opponents, and a fierce fight began.

This place is full of blood, and the screams of killing can be heard endlessly, accompanied by screams. People are bleeding, seriously injured, and dying all the time...

Fifty men in black robes displayed powerful combat power, every move was a killer move, killing people everywhere, and their movements were extremely strange, it was impossible to know what they would do next. This is the result of ten years of special training , There are countless souls who died under it.

Dozens of people from the Tianyang Tribe were also fierce, but the black-robed men didn't fight head-on at all. When they saw someone killing them, they fled to another place and began to slaughter mercilessly. the following people.

Originally, there were more than a hundred gangsters in the Tianyang tribe who were over a hundred dynasties, but most of them were assassinated without anyone noticing. As a result, the current overall strength is not as good as that of the Nanshan tribe, and it is too late to stop them.

The sky was dark, but one could clearly see that the ground was red. This was blood flowing, among which the corpses were floating with broken arms. The smell of blood permeated a ten-mile radius and continued to spread.

Wutian stood in mid-air, his eyes sparkled, and his face was quite dignified. This team can definitely be called a scythe of death. There must be countless corpses everywhere it passes. If the Tianyang tribe has no other tricks, it will definitely be destroyed. !

"Luo Chengyou, why are you doing this!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of anger, and the three figures with wings of light on their backs rushed up to the sky quickly, keeping a distance of hundreds of meters from Wutian and the other three.