Chapter 670: Killing Is Just a Matter of Waving Your Hand

The sky veins were shining like crystals, emitting a mysterious and obscure aura.

There was no movement on the top of the mountain for a long time.

It was not until Wu Tian stepped into the range of the mountain top that the voice of the mysterious woman came out slowly, but it was very weak, and even Wu Tian, ​​who was close at hand, did not hear it.

"From ancient times to the present, no one has successfully opened the sky veins and earth veins. Ninety-nine meridians are already the limit. I didn't expect that he actually succeeded. Could he really be the person predicted by the God King?"

Suddenly, the mysterious woman chuckled and said, "Since Master Wu Tian must confirm it, then come in!"

In fact, she didn't need to say it. Wu Tian had passed through a row of towering trees on the edge of the cliff and landed above the thatched house.

"Huh? No one?"

Glancing down, Wu Tian frowned.

The mountain top was about a thousand feet high. In addition to dozens of ancient trees, there was only a thatched house located in the center of the mountain top. Around the thatched house, there was a gorgeous sea of ​​wild flowers, with hundreds of flowers blooming and the fragrance of flowers intoxicating.

But when his sight swept across the sea of ​​flowers, he did not see any figure, and he did not sense any breath in his mind.

"Creaky!"

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door opening. Wu Tian looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the thatched house, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened its door, and then a snow-white figure walked out slowly.

Wu Tian suddenly felt his eyes brighten.

The woman was wearing a floor-length white silk dress, and her two slender jade arms and thin legs were looming, as white as lotus roots.

The black and shiny black hair fluttered gently in the wind, like a beautiful ink painting, quiet and elegant, spotless.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, her skin was icy and beautiful, without any flaws, just like a fairy from the ninth heaven, transcending the world, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Wu Tian landed on the ground and stood opposite the woman, bowing and saying, "May I ask your name, fairy?"

The woman was very beautiful, no less beautiful than Sikong Yanran and Ai Qingyou, but in his opinion, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she would be a skeleton after death, just like ordinary people.

In addition, he was cautious, so he was not confused by the woman's appearance and showed no expression of infatuation.

Seeing Wu Tian's frank face, the woman was a little surprised. In her memory, it was the first time that a strange man was so indifferent when he saw her. She couldn't help but admire Wu Tian and look at him with new eyes.

Especially when she saw Wu Tian's appearance, her eyes were quite strange. How could the Shura King who was so powerful in the five continents be a child?

Of course, she would not really treat this person as a child.

The woman smiled lightly, her natural beauty was so stunning that even the surrounding flowers were eclipsed by her. She said, "I don't deserve to be called a fairy. I am Xian Bitong. Sir Wu Tian, ​​have you found anyone from the Wushan tribe?"

Wutian glanced around instinctively and said with a bow, "I am the one who offended you this time. Please forgive me, Bitong. Goodbye!"

After that, Wu Tian turned around and turned into a stream of light, quickly flying towards the Wushan world.

Wu Tian's straightforward action made Xian Bitong stunned for a while. When she came to her senses, Wu Tian was about to disappear from her sight. She hurriedly sent a voice message: "Wait a minute, Master Wu Tian."

Wutian paused, turned around, and asked in confusion: "Miss Bitong, what else do you want?"

Xian Bitong smiled and said: "Since you are here, why don't you stay for a while and let me show my hospitality. I have a lot of things to ask you."

"Ask?" Wu Tian was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "I have something important to deal with. See you again if we are lucky."

Then, Wu Tian left without looking back.

The whereabouts of the Pavilion Master and Cang Zheng were unknown, and he was not in the mood to chat with this person. Moreover, he always had a feeling that Xian Bitong was a little mysterious, as if she was covered with a mysterious veil, making it difficult for people to see through.

The most important thing is that I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Wu Tian saw this girl for the first time, he felt that he was being stared at.

Another point is that this woman had said that he would not enter the mountaintop, but when he opened the Heavenly Vein, she not only did not stop him, but even asked him to stay. The change between the two was too big.

Therefore, he had to be suspicious and concluded that Xian Bitong was definitely not a simple person.

The ancients taught that beautiful appearances often hide some unspeakable secrets.

Therefore, it is better to avoid provoking such people, especially women as beautiful as Xian Bitong.

Half an hour later, Wu Tian appeared above the entrance of Wushan Realm, but what surprised him was that the entrance disappeared.

After searching for a while within a radius of ten thousand miles, he found nothing. Wu Tian flew to the Great Yan Dynasty again with deep doubts.

He wanted to confirm again to see if he had missed anything.

This time he opened the boundary gate and landed directly above the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty. His divine thoughts were like a tide, covering the entire dynasty, and even the depths of the ground were not spared.

In the end, he was still disappointed and did not find the breath of the Pavilion Master and Zhang Ting.

But it was not all in vain.

"Shua!"

Wutian's figure flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in a magnificent palace, which was the Golden Throne Hall where the emperor and his ministers discussed matters.

"Who!"

When Wutian appeared, a cold shout immediately sounded.

"Tell me the whereabouts of Gongsun Haoshu." Wutian said expressionlessly, and glanced at the whole audience, frowning.

At this moment, in the Jinluan Palace, more than thirty figures were seen kneeling on the ground respectfully. Some were wearing gorgeous python robes, and some were wearing golden battle armor.

All of them were Wuhou or powerful ministers of the Great Yan Dynasty. They were powerful and majestic on weekdays. No matter where they went, they were the objects of worship of countless people.

However, at this time, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling with fear and fear.

Even after Wutian, a stranger, appeared, he seemed not to notice him, lowering his head and not daring to express his anger.

If you look carefully, you can see large beads of sweat on their foreheads, and the ground in front of each of them has been soaked.

All this is because of the man in purple on the dragon throne in front of him.

This man was tall and straight, with an extraordinary appearance, but in his expression, all Wutian could see was pride.

Wutian has an impression that this person is a son of the big leader. As for his ranking, he doesn't know.

Under the dragon chair, in front of the ministers, stood neatly, a dozen young men and women also dressed in purple, all of them handsome, bright and attractive, and not weak in strength.

The person who shouted coldly was a woman in purple among a dozen people.

"It's Wutian! Wutian is coming!"

Someone screamed in surprise, and a commotion immediately broke out in the Jinluan Palace, especially the dozen men and women in purple clothes from the Wushan tribe. Their original pride disappeared, replaced by uneasiness and fear.

The man in purple clothes on the dragon throne also changed his color again and again, but when he found out that Wutian was coming alone, a sneer appeared on his face and he shouted: "Why are you panicking? Didn't you see that he was alone?"

Hearing this, more than a dozen people were stunned and hurriedly took a closer look. At this glance, their expressions began to change. Uneasiness and other emotions disappeared one after another, and were replaced by resentment and hatred. Of course, there was also a strong murderous intention.

The purple-clothed man's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he said with murderous intent: "Wutian, you are so courageous, you actually dare to come forward. It seems that I can save my father and my second uncle today without the fifth brother taking action." , Third Uncle, and the dead clansmen take revenge!”

"You?" Wutian looked at this person with strange eyes, as if looking at an idiot.

He really couldn't understand why there was such a stupid person in the world. He had clearly witnessed his methods in the Wushan world, and now he dared to be so arrogant in front of him. He began to wonder whether this person's head was damaged by the golden barbarian. The cow was kicked silly.

"That's right, it's me, Gongsun Haoshu's eldest brother, Gongsun Long." The man in purple said proudly.

"Gongsun Long, it's a good name, but I still think Gongsun She is more suitable for you." Wutian said lightly, took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Gongsun Long, and immediately slapped him away with full force.

"Snapped!"

Crisp slaps immediately resounded in the Jinluan Palace, followed by a bang. Gongsun Long flew out and hit a stone pillar next to the dragon chair. Blood spurted out from his mouth on the spot, including ten people. Several teeth broken into pieces.

Wutian took advantage of the situation and sat on the dragon chair. His big hands were like eagle claws and he grabbed Gongsun Long in the air. Before he could land, he was immediately caught and rolled down under the dragon chair with a bang.

"Not even Gongsun Haoshu dares to say that he has the ability to kill me, let alone you, just a little waste in the perfection period." Wutian said, his eyes flashed, and he stepped on Gongsun Long's chest with a slight force. , a clicking sound suddenly came from Gongsun Long's body, and all his ribs were shattered!

"ah……"

Gongsun Long wailed endlessly, spurting blood from his mouth, turning his originally handsome face into a hideous one.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Wu Tian's methods, more than a dozen young men and women dared to stay any longer. They hurriedly turned into streams of light and fled outside the palace.

"If you want to die, just keep running." Wutian didn't make any move and just said lightly.

However, when more than a dozen people heard this, they were like a bolt from the blue. Their bodies froze and they stood still, not daring to move a step. There were even a few timid ones who were so frightened that their legs were weak and their teeth were chattering.

After glancing at a dozen people, Wutian withdrew his gaze, looked down at Gongsun Long, and said with a faint smile: "Now you can tell me where your fifth brother Gongsun Haoshu is!"

Seeing this, Gongsun Long felt chills all over his body and said hesitantly: "He...is in Wan...Jun City."

"Goed to Wanjun City?" Wutian frowned.

"You can't even speak. It seems that there is no need to keep it." A cold light flashed in his eyes, Wutian waved his big hand, and a majestic power surged out, accompanied by a scream like a slaughtering pig, Gongsun Long's The body was shattered into pieces on the spot, and flesh and blood splattered all over the sky!

"suck!"

Seeing this scene, there was a sound of inhalation immediately in the Jinluan Palace. Everyone was horrified and their souls were dying. Wutian was indeed worthy of being King Shura, and he could kill people with just a wave of his hand!