At this time, Guan Wuming's blood all over his body was cold. His eyes were staring at the white-haired man in front of him, wanting to say something, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't imagine what to say...

Wu Mian looked at Guan Wuming with his unique look and said, "You asked me to say something before I die. Now it's your turn. Is there anything else to say?"

After taking a deep breath, Guan Wuming looked at Wu Mian and said, "You spent so much effort on me?"

"Then you're just gilding your face..." Wu Mian looked at the man with white hair in front of him and continued, "I'm waiting for who Zhu Di will send. Your master is no longer involved. Then there are only you and other monks who pretend to be a god. To be honest, the person I don't want to come in my heart is you..."

When Wu Mian escorted Zhu Yunwen to the God of Wealth, he showed that his hair turned black. That time he deliberately made it for Zhu Di to show it. Zhu Di's idea of ​​calling the Sishui number was not a day or two. When he dared to catch Liu Xi, Sun Xiaochuan wanted to take the Sishui number as existing, which shows that he had already done the trick before, at least his people were already inside the Sishui number.

Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and others escorted Zhu Yunwen away from the land. Those people would find ways to inquire about such a big thing. As long as they could pass the changes in Wu Mian's hair into Zhu Di's ears, Zhu Di, who had become Emperor Yongle, would definitely calculate the time of Wu Mian's weakness. At that time, Wu Mian was an ordinary person, and he was the fish on the chopping board.

These days are the date that Wu Mian deliberately missed Zhu Di's weak period. Not long ago, he broke Zheng He's fleet alone and let Zhu Yunwen go for the second time. Zhu Di hated Wu Mian's hatred for being itchy. As long as he knew the time of the weak period, he would definitely find a way to get out of this anger.

From the Siam fleet at this time, Wu Mian came to the God of Wealth Island, Gui Bugui was already suspicious of the envoys. But he didn't expect that they would take action so quickly. After only one day, he suddenly started attacking while Wu Mian was accepting his disciples. At that moment, Wu Mian simply used the trick to cover up his white hair and breath, waiting to see how Guan Wuming and the Siamese people would take action.

"I hope the person who came is not me..." Guan Wuming smiled bitterly and continued, "When will Wu Mian be so good at speaking..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the half of the long sword in his hand and threw it towards Wu Mian. While throwing out the half of the long sword, Guan Wuming squirted out a breath at the white-haired man again. Then, he quickly turned around and ran backward, and began to activate the Five Elements Escape Technique while running.

At this time, Guan Wuming even used his strength to feed himself. Seeing that the Five Elements Escape Technique had been halfway through and was about to disappear out of thin air, his back neck suddenly cooled, and then Wu Mian's mean voice sounded: "Let's see which of us is faster..."

Without looking back, I knew that the long sword flashing like autumn water was placed on my neck. Even if I forced myself to use the escape technique to escape, I would end up with a corpse splitting up. At that moment, Guan Wuming could only stop the escape technique helplessly, took a deep breath, and looked back at Wu Mian.

At this time, the white-haired man was holding a long sword in one hand, and the other seemed to have grabbed something, hanging in the air, half clenching his fist. A series of hoarse sounds sounded from here...

"After that, I'm Guangxiao's disciple, is this the Red Refining Ghost?" Wu Mian's unsaltitude voice sounded. After pausing, he continued, "Inquiry, Jiang Youlang, who I left in the capital, died in your hands, right? I originally planned to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door..."

While speaking, Wu Mian's half-clenched fist suddenly tightened, and then a miserable scream rang out. A vague figure appeared in the hand of the white-haired man. Just looking at the figure, it was already limp, no matter whether it was a human or a ghost, it had been settled by Wu Mian...

The Red Refining Ghost mentioned by Wu Mian is a secret technique that Guan Wuming has just refined. It kills a monk with a cultivator who has had a ghost cultivation and then extracts his soul. After erasing the memory of his soul during his lifetime, it is refining it for himself to drive it. Such a soul has its own magic of ghosts, and it is difficult for people to notice silently. It was because of the Red Refining Ghost that he quickly got so many Siamese wizards.

Guan Wuming originally thought that he could rely on the Red Refining Ghost to hold Wu Mian for a moment and give him the opportunity to use the Five Elements Escape Technique. Unexpectedly, in front of this white-haired man, the Red Refining Ghost had no effect at all...

"When did Jiang Youlang become your person again? Isn't he a disciple of Volcano?" Guan Wuming looked back at Wu Mian and continued, "The one who died was Volcano's disciple. I thought you would be happier..."

"I will be happy only if you are the one who dies..." Wu Mian said slowly and Zhan Kun suddenly disappeared from his hand. Although the threat on his neck was gone, Guan Wuming still didn't dare to make any small moves easily in front of the white-haired man.

"You are not Guangxiao, at least he still has a bottom line. Monks can't do anything like killing Jiangyoulang." When Wu Mian said this, he sighed softly, and then continued, "Jiangyoulang is watching the Shao family for me. You know the Shao family's affairs... If I ask you to leave today, you will sooner or later be detrimental to the women in that family... Is there anything else to say now?"

"Can't you take back my immortal body and seal my magic like you did to Yao Guangxiao?" Hearing the murderous aura from Wu Mian's words, Guan Wuming became nervous. Although he had thought that if he failed this time, he might die in the hands of a white-haired man. Guan Wuming thought he had been ready, but now he seemed to be prepared not as fully as he had thought...

"You are you, Guangxiao is Guangxiao..." When Wu Mian spoke, he reached out and grabbed the sword back. The half-long sword that Guan Wuming had just thrown by him flew into his hand. The white-haired man held the hilt of the sword and continued to say to the man in front of him: "If you don't die, how can I make the women of the Shao family feel at ease? Dead under his magic weapon, you can also rest in peace..."

While speaking, a white light suddenly appeared from the broken mouth of the half-long sword in Wu Mian's hand. Just as he was holding the hilt of the sword and was about to slash against Guan Wuming, the man in front of him suddenly screamed, and then he rushed behind him. He turned around in the air and slapped a talisman paper to Wu Mian.

The talisman paper exploded in mid-air, and a strong smoke emerged from it, spreading rapidly throughout the manor. The smoke was strange, and even the great monk could not feel the breath of others. After Guan Wuming rushed into the center of the smoke, he tried his best to use the Five Elements Escape Technique again. This was his last chance to escape. If he couldn't grasp it, Wu Mian would not give him another chance.

Just as Guan Wuming completed the last Five Elements Escape Seal and was about to disappear into the smoke, the collar of his clothes was suddenly grabbed from behind, and he pulled Guan Wuming back, who was about to escape.

"I thought you would find a way to fight back, but you still ran for your life..." When the voice sounded, Guan Wuming felt the murderous aura behind him. He turned around and blocked it with his left arm. With a severe pain, his left arm was cut off by Wu Mian.

In the severe pain, Guan Wuming still wanted to escape from Wu Mian. He endured the severe pain and had to teleport his arm. Although he couldn't run much far away, there was always a glimmer of hope.

However, before he could use the teleportation method, Wu Mian kicked Guan Wuming down with one kick. Just as the white-haired man raised his sword and was about to cut off Guan Wuming's head, a familiar voice sounded: "Give grandpa Warlock a face and let this little baby go..."

This sound was exactly what the great sorcerer Xi Yingzhen said. As the words sounded, the smoke in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the great sorcerer stood more than ten feet in front of Wu Mian. His expression was a little unnaturally looking at the white-haired man in front of him.
Chapter completed!