Chapter 412 News About Grandpa

Uh-huh!

Wu Jiutian's body turned into an afterimage and rushed directly towards the crowd of women. However, what surprised him was that although the women of the Hell Ghost were not very capable in combat individually.

But after getting together, their strength skyrocketed, and they seemed to have formed a tacit understanding between their advance and retreat, and their cooperation was seamless.

Even though he was the second in charge of the Tiansha organization, he was entangled by them and couldn't escape for a while.

Wu Jiutian was getting more and more anxious. He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely be caught by the other party, especially now that the God of Death had not taken action yet.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, bent his body suddenly, used all his strength to slap the woman in front of him, stamped his legs on the ground, and jumped out in an instant.

Just when he thought he could escape, Lin Bingxin suddenly blocked the way and slapped him on the chest.

"puff!"

The expression on Wu Jiutian's face froze in an instant, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He felt a cold air rushing through his body, making him tremble all over.

"Empress!"

At that moment, his brain made a quick decision, and he never expected that the empress would appear.

Now faced with the siege of hundreds of members from the God of Death, the Empress, and the Ghost of Hell, even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he would not be able to escape!

"Beat him first and then talk!"

Zhi Xuan slowly walked out of the thatched house. With Lin Bingxin and Hell Ghost's people guarding the outside, he didn't have to worry about the other party escaping.

When everyone heard this, they immediately rushed towards Wu Jiutian on the ground, beating him until he screamed.

"Death, don't... stop fighting, we have something to talk about!"

Zhi Xuan squinted his eyes and walked over with a smile, "Xiao Wu, we are old acquaintances after all. We haven't seen each other for so long and we can't catch up on old times. Why are you running away?"

While speaking, Zhi Xuan reached out his hand to help Wu Jiutian up on the ground. Before he could reach out, he was so frightened that the other party trembled and almost fell to his knees.

"Master, I didn't run away, I just needed to pee urgently."

Wu Jiutian was so frightened that he was trembling all over. Even though this guy was smiling playfully, in his impression, the God of Death was not so easy to talk to. He might suddenly strike him with a knife at any time.

At this moment, he didn't know how frustrated he felt. Before Zhi Xuan appeared, with his strength, he could get wind and rain wherever he wanted. He didn't know how majestic it was.

But since being targeted by Zizixuan, his fate has undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only has the Tiansha organization been destroyed, but he has also been hiding from XZ, living in fear every day.

I finally found this remote place to hide, but unexpectedly I was found by the God of Death. I was about to collapse!

Zhi Xuan looked at him with a smile but not a smile, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Xiao Wu, let me ask you again, where did the Xuanyuan Kung Fu you practice come from?!"

The last time he asked Wu Jiutian what technique he practiced, he said it was passed down from his ancestors, but Zizixuan was very sure that he was practicing the Xuanyuan technique.

Moreover, in the whole of China, only Grandpa and I know how to do it. Is it possible that Wu Jiutian is related to Grandpa? !

His words were like a giant hammer hitting Wu Jiutian's heart. His face suddenly changed, and the panic in his eyes flashed away. "What Xuanyuan Kung Fu? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Young master, you are kidding me. If you don't tell the truth, believe it or not, I will kill you!" Zhi Xuan's face turned cold and he slapped her with a big mouth.

"Don't... don't fight. It's not that I won't tell you, but I really don't dare to say it." Wu Jiutian's face instantly turned pale when he thought of the terror of that man.

"Then you are not afraid that I will kill you!"

"I……"

The corner of Wu Jiutian's mouth twitched fiercely. He knew that the God of Death absolutely meant what he said. He was a little hesitant for a moment. No matter what he did, he would be dead.

After a long time, he finally sighed. He could see that the God of Death had known his true identity for a long time, and there was no need to hide it anymore. "What I practice is indeed Xuanyuan Kung Fu!"

"Where did it come from?!"

"This...was stolen from an old man."

"You are lying!"

Zhi Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and a terrifying aura swept out.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Almost at the same time, cold daggers were placed directly on Wu Jiutian's neck.

He seemed to have felt that his skin was cut, and with just a little force, the dagger would end his life.

"I ask again, where did it come from!"

Zhi Xuan's voice was extremely cold, making people feel a chill.

Since the death of the Temple of Death two years ago, grandpa has disappeared. In the past two years, he has been looking for him. The old man Wu Jiutian mentioned just now may be grandpa.

But grandpa's skills were no match for him. With Wu Jiutian's strength, how could he possibly obtain the Xuanyuan Kung Fu from his grandpa? Moreover, even if he was lucky enough to steal it, he would be snatched back by his grandpa, making it impossible for him to survive unharmed until now.

Looking at the dagger on his neck, Wu Jiutian was so frightened that he flew away and said quickly: "I didn't lie to you, it was really stolen from an old man. Although the old man was very strong, he was beaten by another man at that time. A master was entangled, and they couldn't move at all. I happened to meet them, and I took the opportunity to steal the treasure from them."

"Later, I was afraid of being found by them, so I kept hiding everywhere."

Zhi Xuan frowned. He could see that Wu Jiutian was not lying, and he was also a little confused. Since his grandfather was still alive, why didn't he come back to find him? Who was he fighting against? !

"Does the person he fought with have any characteristics?" Zhi Xuan stared at him closely, as if he wanted to take in all the changes in Wu Jiutian's expression.

Wu Jiutian tried hard to recall what happened before, "It's a man, but he can't tell his age. He looks like he's thirty or forty years old, but he has white hair!"

boom!

This sentence immediately made Zhi Xuan's heart tremble. Wasn't it a white-haired man who was attacked by the ghost in hell before?

And that person was also the one who planned what happened at the Temple of Death back then!

It seems that grandpa has been pursuing this matter in the past two years. Since the white-haired man appeared in Dongyue City, grandpa may also be here.

Thinking of this, Zhi Xuan felt a little excited. After two years of searching, he finally had some clues!

When his eyes moved to Wu Jiutian again, Zhi Xuan's eyes flashed, "Take out the things!"

Wu Jiutian obediently took out a yellowed secret book, which was the Xuanyuan Kung Fu, but it was only the first half. Zhi Xuan destroyed it without saying a word.

Then his arm suddenly raised, and several silver needles instantly pierced Wu Jiutian's acupuncture points all over his body, destroying his entire cultivation.

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