Chapter 190 It’s All Done by Bandits

"Master, this gentleman insists on breaking in, subordinate"

The embarrassed guard ran in and saw this scene as soon as he entered the door.

His face turned pale with fright, and he knelt on the ground all of a sudden, his voice trembling a little as he spoke.

Wu Chong looked at the embarrassed guard under his command, and then at the guy who appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

"Did you move your hands?"

Zamaha was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then he came to his senses.

"how?"

This attitude made Zamaha very dissatisfied. When he came here before, the shopkeeper who received him had a very good attitude. He had killed people in Wanjian City before, and he didn't see how the previous owner was like him. Why was the new owner so unscrupulous?

Thinking of this, Zamaha narrowed his eyes.

"My wolf tribe has one hundred thousand wolf cavalry, and the eminent monks of the Daxue Temple in the tribe have Gongshenzao. Many of the sacrifices made by your Daqi royal family are our eminent monks from the Daxue Temple."

Wu Chong was impatient and interrupted his nonsense.

Ask him a question, and this person actually tells him the background.

"Who hit me?"

"You're just a slave, so what if you beat me."

Zamaha retracted his hand and placed it on the scimitar behind his back.

"Call me the owner of the village. Don't take yourself seriously, you are just a two-legged sheep."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light on the table opposite. Zamaha instinctively wanted to draw his sword, but it was too late. A cold light flashed, and a huge head flew out. The headless corpse spurted out a piece of blood and fell to the ground.

Chirp Wai Wai.

After killing the man, Wu Chong stood up and walked to the beaten guard.

"The owner of the village."

The guard was so frightened that his teeth began to chatter.

Why was he fine one second, but his head was gone the next!

This is the second young master of the wolf clan, and there are a large group of strong men from the wolf clan who came in with him this time. These people are all murderous people. If they knew that their young master was killed here, they would definitely not let it go.

The Wolf Clan is a foreign tribe that surrenders to Daqi. There are countless masters in the clan, especially the Daxue Temple in the Wolf Clan, which is rich in masters. Those who can enter the capital of Daqi to worship.

Even Taoist official Ji Tianxiong wouldn't dare to challenge this kind of force.

Their village owner actually chopped people off without blinking an eye.

Does the village owner have no scruples in his heart?

Simply lawless!

Thinking of this, the guard trembled and said.

"There are more than fifty wolf masters outside. Among these people are two powerful men in the realm of gods. If they find out."

The realm of divine connection.

It is indeed a bit troublesome. The middle level of the current villa is a bit missing. There are some sword slaves, but they are the trump cards in Zhuangzi and are responsible for guarding the secrets of Famous Sword Villa. There are only two subordinates who are useful to the outside world. One is 'Jiang Xiucai' who he made out of human skin, and the other is Ma Runan whom he brought over from Chongzhou Prefecture.

Both of them have important matters now and are not in Wanjian City.

"What did you find? The young master of their wolf clan was killed by bandits. What does it have to do with my Mingjian Villa?"

Bandits?

Which bandit dares to touch a member of the wolf clan?

Make excuses and use some snacks.

Now that he has taken action, Wu Chong has no intention of leaving him alive.

The matter of the wolf clan was a big hole left by Shopkeeper Bao and the others. Wu Chong had to accept it even if he didn't want to. After enjoying the convenience of Mingjian Villa, he naturally had to take on the responsibility of Mingjian Villa. If he could find all the fine iron, he could naturally make up for this gap, but now there are sixty carts of fine iron. It’s not that simple to make up for it, everything involved here is extremely complicated.

The wolf clan was unwilling to give him time.

Let him bow his head and kneel down, begging the wolves to give him time. He, Mr. Wu, is naturally incapable of doing this kind of thing.

My legs and feet are not strong enough to kneel down.

He has had this kind of character since he was in the Twenty-eight Prefectures, otherwise he would not be the head of Heifeng Village.

"As for looking for trouble, if we kill everyone, there will be no trouble."

"Kill them all?"

The guard's legs were shaking.

This is to break the truth.

Wu Chong ignored the guard and walked to the middle of the courtyard. His body wrapped in black robe swelled up, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound. A fierce aura emanated from his body, and his already burly body became even stronger during this period of polishing.

The guard, who was originally a head shorter, swallowed subconsciously when he saw the village owner who looked like a ferocious beast.

The words he had not finished speaking seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he did not dare to say any more.

"Here comes the sword!"

On a whim, Wu Chong stretched out his hand and shouted.

After completing Qi training, he has not used the sword control technique for some time. Twenty-seven flying swords, I think it should be quite spectacular.

Buzz! !

In the courtyard, three iron swords flew out.

The three flying swords circled in the air, then quickly dispersed, flying more and more.

After three rounds, these three iron swords transformed into twenty-seven.

Under Wu Chong's control, it turned into a sword rain and flew out from the village, directly attacking the enemies outside the village.

This is the true meaning of sword control.

Thousands of miles away, take someone's head!

Wu Chong's sword control skills are not yet able to reach such a long distance, but within the scope of Famous Sword Villa, there is still no problem in killing someone. This is also the improvement brought about by practicing Qi Dzogchen. Before, he would still have to get within two streets.

"Fifty people are not enough."

Twenty-seven swords are definitely not enough to kill more than fifty people. In the end, you have to do it yourself.

Wu Chongxu took a step forward, with his feet slightly on the ground, and his whole body followed the flying sword in front of him like a flying dragon.

The strength of his Qi Dzogchen has been positioned at the position of the wolf soldiers below, otherwise he would not be able to kill people with his sword.

The waiting room of Mingjian Villa.

A one-eyed old man was carefully wiping the scimitar in his hand.

The wolves are proud of their scimitars.

The martial arts within the clan are mostly based on swordsmanship. This one-eyed old man's name is Mu Kun. He is the strongest among the people who followed Zamaha, a strong man close to the late stage of Wuhun Realm.

The so-called Martial Soul Realm is actually what Daqi calls the first level of the Three Realms.

In Daqi, the first two stages were designated as the ordinary realm. Only after entering the three realms can one be considered a master, and the martial soul realm is the first step to this realm.

Behind the martial soul realm is the golden body realm, which is a higher level of power beyond the martial soul realm.

There are masters of this level in Daxue Temple, even those who are beyond the realm of the Golden God. However, all the eminent monks of that level have gone to Daqi Imperial Capital.

"Zamaha has been in there for a while, do you want to follow him and have a look?"

Next to Mu Kun, another martial arts master said.

Both of them are dissatisfied with the eldest son, even the second son Zamaha's faction, and the wolf clan is not a stagnant calm. It is not surprising that wherever there are people, there is struggle.

"No, as long as the new owner of Mingjian Villa is not stupid, he won't dare to touch Zamaha."

Mu Kun put the cleaned scimitar in front of his eyes, breathed carefully, and said in a calm tone.

Phew!

A flying sword fell from the sky.

Mu Kun, who had just finished speaking, was directly splashed with blood on his face.