Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 145: One drop of heavenly water, thousands of corpses spread across the land!

The little mute behind him looked at Wushang's thin back, and a look that had never been seen before flashed across his eyes, and then it became clear again!

"Let's go, let's go and take a look. Another person from the Holy Forging Organization has died!"

"Ah! Another one?"

"Yeah, they said one a day, I thought someone was crazy! Today is the third day, and three have died!"

"Who is so awesome?"

"I do not know!"

"Hehe! I know!"

"Oh old man, do you know? Who is it?"

"Carrying a long sword and holding a Qin bow, his head and body are separated but his heart is not broken. Sincerity is courageous and martial, in the end he is strong and cannot be bullied!"

This is the national mourning song in Jiuge, Jiuge Jinjian, Jinjian Jiuge. Apart from the most mysterious fifth leader of the Ranger Alliance, who else has this ability?

"Ah! It turns out those songs someone heard the other day were the Nine Songs!"

"I've heard of the fifth elder of the Ranger Alliance, but no one has ever seen him. Even the people within the Ranger Alliance don't seem to know this person very well!"

"So mysterious? Is it amazing?"

“Hahaha! I know that if he really kills one person every day as he said, I think the Holy Forging Organization will be finished soon!”

Along the way, Wushang heard a lot about the assassinations of the Holy Forging Organization's saints in recent days, and he was in a very good mood!

Sure enough, when Wushang rode the Lame Wind Chaser to the gate of the Holy Forging Organization, there were already nearly a hundred people gathered there, pointing and arguing.

Wushang drove the Wind Chaser Beast closer and saw a few words engraved on the gate of the Holy Forging Organization. Upon closer inspection, he realized that they were the lyrics of the Three Sections of Nine Songs.

The door was closed. Wushang jumped off the Wind Chaser and came to the door, and the little mute followed closely!

The gate was just a showpiece for the monks. Wushang kicked the gate open with a clang and walked inside.

Oh my god, someone is challenging us! The hundred or so people outside the door were waiting for something good to happen, and they all cheered.

Those who like to watch the fun really don't mind making trouble!

Wushang kicked the door open, and the monks inside looked up, only to see that it was an old monkey, followed by a pretty child of about seventeen or eighteen years old!

"Hey! What do you do?"

Wushang raised his head and shouted loudly:

"Go tell your old dog Lao Xun that my grandfather Wushang is here to take my life. Tell him to come out and see me!"

Wushang did things in a high-profile manner, but these guys didn't understand why. Furthermore, three saints had died in the past few days, so they did not dare to be careless and hurried in to report.

Someone in the crowd who were watching the excitement outside heard the words "Wu Shang" and hurried back to report. Not many people knew the words "Wu Shang" among the common people, and they were not well-known in Chang'an County, but these two words were of great seniority to doctors.

When the notification was received, Zhao Dingtian was in charge and he hurried out with several saints.

Wushang was so capable that he didn't even bother to lift his foot. He could send any Saint-level monk under his command to trample him to death. But he knew that Wushang would not give up easily this time, and he was also afraid that this old monkey would use the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow when he got angry.

The Ghost-Seeing Creeper is not a big threat to them, the saints, but once this thing blows away with the wind, his Holy Forging Organization may very likely have no successors!

"You old thing, you dare to scold my leader? Don't be so arrogant just because you have a ghost. I can crush you to death in a minute!"

Zhao Dingtian saw Wu Shang, then looked at the footprints on the door, and glanced at the group of onlookers outside the door, and immediately became angry.

Wushang looked gloomy:

"Zhao Dingtian, tell your damn leader to come out and see me!"

Everyone outside the door stretched their necks to watch the fun, and cheered when they heard this!

Zhao Dingtian saw that he had lost face today. In the morning, someone cut off the head of a saint without anyone noticing, and at noon, a bastard kicked the door and cursed at him. This made the old man tremble with anger:

"You you, old monkey, I'm going to smash you to death today!"

After Zhao Dingtian finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grasped the eight-sided red gold hammer, shook it and was about to rush upwards.

The little mute was so scared that he hid behind Wushang. Wushang sneered and raised his right hand:

"Then give it a try! I think your Holy Forging Organization can cease to exist!"

Zhao Dingtian raised the hammer to smash it, when suddenly a red light flashed before his eyes. He stopped as if possessed by a ghost, because the red jade bottle in front of him was too special, and the red light was so dazzling!

Although he had never seen it before, this jade bottle made him think of a name that everyone feared:

"Ah! The Rootless Ruby Bottle! Old man, you are crazy!!!"

Wushang sneered:

"Hehe, tell Lao Xun to come out and see me right now!"

Zhao Dingtian was so frightened that his face turned pale:

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away! You, you, you should collect your blood first!"

Yes, Wushang was angry, and his blood and qi had already stimulated the spirit of the rootless red jade bottle. To be honest, at this moment, as long as Wushang had a thought, not to mention a drop, even the whole bottle of heavenly water might be splashed out.

At that time, let alone Chang'an County, as long as the wind direction was right, even Dongling County, thousands of miles away, might be affected.

What is this? A thing that can destroy the world. Just like a nuclear weapon, it was originally used only for deterrence, but who knew that this guy already had his finger on the launch button!

Zhao Dingtian panicked. Such a big level five saint cultivator turned around and stumbled towards the back.

Wushang put away the dull red bottle and stood there with his arms folded. Others didn't know, but seeing Zhao Dingtian so flustered, they all knew that the red bottle was not easy to mess with, so they could only stand there and stare blankly.

Not long after, Zhao Dingtian came back, followed by twenty or thirty people, each with an anxious look on their face.

The person in the front was as fast as the wind, and in an instant he arrived in front of Wushang and shouted:

"Wu Shang, what do you want?"

Wushang looked carefully and saw an old man of medium height, with white eyebrows and beard, ruddy complexion and a gleam in his eyes. He was none other than the leader of this Shengduan organization, Lao Xun.

Wushang smiled bitterly:

"Laoxun, you bastard, your Holy Forging Organization killed my son, I am here to claim his life!"

When Lao Xun heard this, he suppressed his anger and smiled:

"Oh! I have heard about this. Qin Feng's death is indeed related to my Holy Forging Organization. But Mr. Wushang, the person is already dead. If you have any request, just make it known! If I, Lao Xun, can do it, I will definitely try my best to satisfy it."

No injury, red eye circles:

"Really? I want you and Zhao Dingtian to commit suicide right here and be buried with my son!"

Lao Xun smiled and said:

"I'm afraid this won't work! Can you change the conditions?"

He felt that he was tricked by someone, so he took out the rootless red jade bottle and moved his mind slightly. The red jade bottle instantly glowed red:

"You can change the conditions. Then I will bury your entire Holy Forging Organization with you!"

Seeing Wushang getting a little excited, Zhao Dingtian took two steps back in fear, while Lao Xun just chuckled:

"Wushang, stop scaring people with a broken bottle. The water from that day two thousand years ago has long disappeared. Although you are a direct disciple of Duanmu Yingxue, who knows if you are just scaring people with an empty bottle?"

Lao Xun's heart trembled as he said this. He was betting on Wushang's character. He knew Wushang seemed to be arrogant, but his behavior on the Great Wall of Xihua County over the past thousand years showed that he was not a person who killed indiscriminately. If this heavenly water came out, one or two drops would be enough to kill all the people in Chang'an County, and he was sure that Wushang would not do that.

But he was wrong. Wushang sneered after hearing this:

"Are you scared, little mute?"

The little mute also became alert at this moment. He stepped forward and stood beside Wushang, glaring at him:

"woo woo woo woo!"

Wushang saw this and smiled:

"Good boy! Let's go to see our Master together today!"

After he finished speaking, his mind moved slightly, and the blood in his body began to burn rapidly.

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind:

"No harm done!"

Hearing the voice, Wushang knew that Chu Huanshan had arrived, but he ignored him. His clothes were blown up by the wind, and the rootless red jade bottle glowed brightly.