The name of Yama is little known. There are many people who know it in Dali Kingdom, but few people in the Central Plains martial arts world know it. Even if Juxianzhuang is in front of the bloody case, there are only one or two people who escape, and they are not known to outsiders. Therefore, when they saw the dignified "Nan Murong" also giving a good gift to the visitor, everyone present was shocked and secretly guessed who the visitor was.

In the middle of the field, Duan Yu, Jiumozhi and Murong Fu's generals knew Xue Wusun. At this time, they all bowed their heads and stopped and dared not say anything. In particular, Duan Yu hid behind his guards, for fear of seeing this extremely terrifying "Brother Yan". Every time they saw him, they would say strange words, which made his mind fluctuate now, and it seemed like a demon was about to run out and plunder in his heart.

"Okay, don't be polite, go play." Xue Wusun waved to the people who were politely saluting, and walked to Su Xinghe with a smile and asked, "Old man Su, you are obsessed with the miscellaneous arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all day long. You have abandoned martial arts. You can only watch the miscellaneous pieces that bully the master and destroy the ancestors show their power in front of you. Do you regret it in your heart?"

Su Xinghe's face was slightly dark and he asked, "Who is yours?"

Xue Wusun smiled but did not answer, turned his head and looked at the colorful old man next to him. He really couldn't think of anyone else in this world who would wear clothes so carelessly besides Ding Chunqiu.

"Old Monster Ding, I heard that your Divine Wood King Ding is good. How about giving it to me? I will exchange your life for you."

When he heard Xue Wusun talk to Su Xinghe, he called himself "a miscellaneous man who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors." Ding Chunqiu was already angry. He quietly put poison out of his sleeves and was about to die in front of him with an unknown arrogance. But after four or five breaths, he didn't see any movement. He was confused. However, he heard the other party asking for the treasure of the Xingsu Sect for the treasure of the Sect. What's even more annoying is it to exchange for his own life?

"Take my immortal's life to exchange for the Divine Wood King Ding? Boy, your mind is burnt out, right?" As he spoke, he slapped Xue Wusun's face, bringing a burst of brown smoke.

Xue Wuseng did not avoid or dodge, just waiting for the smoke covering him to dissipate. He looked at Ding Chunqiu with a smug look on his face.

"Hmph! I overestimated my ability. It depends on how long you can endure it after being hit by the corrupt corpse poison of this immortal!" Ding Chunqiu saw that Xue Wusun had no expression on his face, and thought the other party was resisting. He smiled sinisterly and was about to see the tragic situation when Xue Wusun was released.

"Do? This thing is also called poison? Forget it, what are you calculating about, and I will have a good chat with you later." Xue Wusuan curled his lips. Even his second-level Yama body could not do anything to the Yinsha of the mortal world, let alone this mere poison powder?

Just as Xue Wusheng turned around, Ding Chunqiu suddenly slapped Xue Wusheng's vest with a palm. The magic method in his hand made a sharp turn, and the calculations would be nullified Xue Wusheng's internal strength.

What kind of scene will it be like when the Great Dharma of the Cultivation and the Magical Art of Beiming? It's like a father meeting his son. Dare to act rashly? If he slaps him twice in the face, he can't find Bei.

"Bei, Beiming Divine Art?! You, you..."

Ding Chunqiu was originally a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. His great method of transforming martial arts in the world was derived from the Beiming Divine Art. How could he not recognize it? He was shocked and wanted to break free, but the suction power in his palm was too terrifying. Not only could he break free, but most of the internal energy in his body was lost in a few breaths.

"Give me aside!"

Xue Wusuan even stopped seriously and asked with a smile: "Where is the Divine Wood King Ding? Take it out and exchange it for your own life."

"Sir, spare me. The cauldron was stolen by a child under my sect. I am also chasing him. Please, please extend it for a few days, as long as you recover it..."

Xue Wusun lost interest when he heard this and interrupted, "No need. Without the Divine Wood King Ding, then I will take your life away. After I remember, I will report my name to the Soul Gathering Envoy, and I will say that it is useful to keep you. Remember?"

"No, no! Don't kill me, I still have..."

If the King of Hell wants you to die in the third update, can you survive until the fifth update?

With one point, Ding Chunqiu's forehead was a round hole, splashing out a red and white object, and he died on the spot.

Then, in Xue Wunuan's eyes, a ghost slowly floated out of Ding Chunqiu's body, looking at Xue Wunuan in front of him with a dull look on his face.

Xue Wusan's soul pronounced and said to Ding Chunqiu: "How is it? Death is actually not scary, right? People always want to live forever, but who knows that eternity is actually the pain. Go, follow that power. Remember what I said to you."

Ding Chunqiu, who turned into a ghost, was extremely surprised. He never thought that when a person died, he could still continue to exist in his current state. He looked at his corpse under his feet and then looked at Xue Wuseng. With the power that was always pulling him, his heart was in chaos. However, he could not allow it to stay for more. Under that great force, it slowly sank into the ground and soon disappeared.

The old monster of Stars died like this?

Everyone who knows Xue Wusan is indifferent. So what if the old monster Xingsheng is a top-notch master in the world? It depends on who he is facing. In the eyes of this master, there is no difference between the top-notch master and the ants who live on the ground.

After seeing Ding Chunqiu off, Xue Wusun ignored the frightened eyes around him and continued to look at his eyes ecstatic. Su Xinghe, who looked like he was revenge, said: "Old man Su, look, I have already prepared the scum of your master for you. Should I ask me to go in and see Wuyazi?"

"Ah? How do you know?" Su Xinghe originally wanted to thank Xue Wusun for helping Xiaoyao Sect clear the portal. But before he could finish his words, he heard the other party say the words "Wuyazi". What's so amazing? In addition to him, there are people in the world who know that his master is still in the world?!

"How did I know what this matters? If I hadn't thought that Wuyazi still lacked an opportunity, I would have come long ago. Okay, I won't talk to you, the old man." After that, Xue Wuguan shook his fan and headed to the wooden house behind. Su Xinghe wanted to stop him, but was slapped away by Xue Wuguan and lay on the ground and couldn't get up again.

"Murong Fu, oh, there is also the monk Fanbang over there, Jiumozhi, right? Help me stay here and don't let others disturb me."

"Don't worry, Murong Fuding will not let the little ones go in and disturb the adults."

"Amitabha! Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely not let anyone in here to disturb the donor."

One of them was eager to help Xue Wusun do something, and the other was afraid and dared not to obey.

However, Xue Wucan ignored this and shook his fan and drilled into the wooden house through the big hole that the little monk had broken through before.

In the wooden house, an old man with a head full of white hair and a look of old but still handsome, was sitting cross-legged on the bed. A little monk was kneeling on the floor in front of him. The two were talking, but they all turned their heads and looked over when they heard footsteps.

Xue Wusun closed the folding fan and looked up and down with interest. He thought to himself: No wonder Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui love this Wuyazi to death. It turns out that he is really a super handsome guy! Duan Yu, Duan Zhengchun, and Murong Fu are just scumbags compared to him! Oh, this monk is Xu Zhu? As expected, he is crazy.

"Who are you!" Wu Yazi frowned slightly, his tone was chilling.

"I, Yan Luo, seeing that you have a fate with me, I will come and wait for you."

"wait for me?"
Chapter completed!