51: C51 Hidden Weapons

C51 Hidden Weapons

I didn't expect these guys to be so lucky.

Ji Wuyan was really surprised this time. He couldn't help but sigh that some people had a tough life.

However, they could avoid the first time, but not the 15th.

What was supposed to come would still come.

He could even kill a Nirvana Stage Ji Batian, but he could easily kill a few of them who were only at the Self Sense realm.

While Ji Wuyan was thinking about this, He Guang and the other two men had already walked over.

"Hehe, kid, accept your fate. Your good luck will end here!" He Guang's face revealed a cold smile. With a flash of cold light, he signaled Zhang Hu and Li Bao. The three of them ran in different directions in Ji Wuyan's direction, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of Ji Wuyan.

Each of them had a fierce and deadly attack. It seemed like they were going to use the fastest method to get rid of him.

Faced with such a storm-like attack, Ji Wuyan laughed coldly in his heart. With a thought, he secretly activated a certain character's skill. His body suddenly trembled. Instinctively, he moved. The tip of his foot lightly tapped on the ground, and his entire body lightly floated backwards like a feather.

His palm entered his sleeve and when it appeared again, three bright silver lights suddenly shot out from his hand. It was as if it had cut through the sky and in a flash, it broke through the air.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Three ear-piercing sounds of air being torn apart rang out. He Guang and the other two people saw a dazzling silver light shooting toward them from the front. That light seemed to be the most dazzling light in the world. Time and space seemed to have stopped at this moment. Their consciousness clearly wanted to move, but their bodies could not move no matter what. They could only watch helplessly as that light shot towards them...

Pu! Pu! Pu!

That beam of silver light transformed into the sharpest light thorn, able to pierce through all obstructions in the world. It directly passed through the throats of the three of them, splashing out a wisp of bloody light. He Guang and the other two immediately widened their eyes, their hands covering their necks that were spurting out blood crazily. With endless fear and confusion, they fell down unwillingly...

"Spending 10 empirical value on me is already worthy of the few of you."

Ji Wuyan looked at the three people on the ground who had no life or death, and said in a faint voice.

"Ding! Congratulations to host for obtaining the item dropped. One Beginner Grade spiritual crystal."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a dropped item, a beginner level spiritual crystal."

Hearing the two sudden notifications, Ji Wuyan's eyes narrowed slightly. A surprised expression flashed across his face. He did not expect to actually drop two Beginner Grade spiritual crystal from the bodies of the three experts who recognized him.

This situation was somewhat out of his expectations.

But adding the previous two, he now had four low level spiritual crystal in his hands. There were only six left before the necromancer broke through to the next level.

"I wonder how powerful the fireball technique will be after it's upgraded to intermediate primary necromancer?" Ji Wuyan pursed his lips, and a hint of anticipation flashed across his eyes as he muttered.

On his skill list, every time the necromancer increased a level, a skill would be unlocked.

A middle-level beginner necromancer just happened to correspond to the fireball skill.

Then, Ji Wuyan looked around. It was a mess. Even if he wanted to find any clues, he probably wouldn't be able to find any. Thinking of this, he shook his head and decided to leave in the end.

As for the mysterious Dry Devil Mountain Range.

Ji Wuyan took a deep look. He knew in his heart that with his current strength, he might not even have the ability to protect himself. In that case, why should he take the risk?

Even he was extremely curious about this mysterious Dry Devil Mountain Range.

"What happened here just now? Why is it like this?"

"It's really too terrifying!"

"Yeah, even the house collapsed. Could it be that there was an earthquake here?"

...

At this moment, many exclamations sounded in Ji Wuyan's ears. One of the voices sounded familiar to Ji Wuyan. He couldn't help but turn his gaze to the source of the sound. He saw a group of people in front of him.

Two young men wearing embroidered clothes were walking in front of him. One was handsome, quite handsome, and the other looked ordinary. However, the arrogance on his face couldn't be concealed. He swaggered around with his eight steps, his curious eyes scanning the surroundings.

Behind the two of them were a dozen or so tall and sturdy men. They were dressed in armor and were armed to the teeth with all kinds of weapons. They looked at the arrogant young man with a trace of respect in their eyes as they vigilantly observed their surroundings.

"Hey, that kid over there, do you know what's going on?"

When Ji Wuyan looked over, the unruly young man happened to see him as well. He immediately asked loudly.

"It's you!"

Suddenly, a voice full of hatred sounded by his ear.

The dozen or so guards looked towards the source of the voice and were stunned to find that the person who had just said that sentence was actually that handsome youth.

They heard that this young man was the nephew of their city lord, and that he had just arrived in Violet City recently.

"What's wrong? Wushuang, you know him?" The unruly youth asked in astonishment.

That's right!

That handsome young man was Ji Wushuang, who had left the Ji family after seeing that Ji Wuyan was safe and sound when he came out of the Redbud Mountain Range.

Although he had left, he had been trying to find out more about his father. However, after sending people to find out more about his father for a few days, there was still no news of him. Only now did he truly believe that something had happened to his father.

Now that he saw this person whom he hated to the bone, how could he possibly remain indifferent?

"En. Cousin, he is the Ji Wuyan that I told you about. My father's disappearance is very likely related to him. Can you do me a favor? Arrest him? " Ji Wushuang's eyes were red, and he stared at Ji Wuyan with a gloomy expression. He said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Is he the trash you mentioned?"

Yan Xiong was surprised. His eyes swept across Ji Wuyan's body and said with great interest, "Alright. I would like to see what kind of ability does this trash have."

After giving a signal with his eyes, a tall and sturdy man holding a large blade stood out from behind him. He was nearly two meters tall, and his muscles looked robust and powerful. His body was full of vigor and vitality, and his body exuded an inner Qi that only a Divine Sense expert could possess.

The other party had casually sent out a guard with the strength of a Divine Sense expert. It could be seen that this young man's status was noble.

"Break all his limbs. I want him to become a true trash!" Before the guard could make a move, Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth and said with a face full of anger.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his eyes to Yan Xiong.

"Break his arms and legs?" Yan Xiong's eyes lit up as excitement flashed across his face. "Good, interesting. Let's do as he says."

After getting the approval, the guard nodded his head and swaggered towards Ji Wuyan.

Looking at the young man who was only as tall as his chest not far away, disdain flashed across the guard's face. In his opinion, facing a mere sixteen year old young man, with his strength, he would not even bother to use a knife.

Similarly, the dozen or so guards behind him also stood there quietly, looking at Ji Wuyan with gloating eyes. In their opinion, this guy would be in trouble next.

Ji Wuyan stood there quietly, his face as calm as ever. However, the moment he saw Ji Wushuang, there was a slight change in his expression.

His eyes did not stop on the guard who was walking towards him. Instead, he kept looking back and forth between Ji Wushuang and the unruly young man standing next to him. Finally, he stopped on Ji Wushuang and said faintly, "I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a narrow road for enemies!"

"It seems that there is still a debt between the two of us that has yet to be settled!"

"Tsk, settle the score? With just you?" Ji Wushuang sneered and said coldly, "Fine, I want to see how you will settle the score with me. Do you think they will be as strong as you when compared to those few people who have just entered the Historia realm? Each of them is the most elite soldier in the Violet City. Their strength is at least at the fourth level of the Historia realm. ... "1

His words came to an abrupt stop. Ji Wushuang's mouth instantly widened as he looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

With a gentle wave of his sleeve, a silver light flashed and the guard fell to the ground with a bang. There was a small knife stuck in his neck. Blood flowed out like water and his life force quickly dissipated.

This... How was this possible?

Ji Wushuang simply could not believe the facts in front of him. He even suspected that he was hallucinating. However, the faint scent of blood in the air was telling him... Everything that happened in front of him was real.

Not only him, even Yan Xiong and the group of guards behind him were dumbfounded.

What happened just now?

Everything happened too quickly!

They had no time to react. All they saw was a flash of silver light in front of them.

"Hidden weapon, it must be a hidden weapon. You must have used a hidden weapon!"

Ji Wushuang did not believe that Ji Wuyan could do it with his true strength. He immediately shouted in anger. Only this could explain why Ji Wuyan could kill the Self Realm guard in an instant.

No wonder he thought so. In fact, no matter who it was... He would never believe that a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old could have the ability to kill a Fourth Layer warrior with just a single strike. This was something that they had never heard of before.

However, if it was a hidden weapon, the situation would be different.

It was said that there was a sect called the Tool Sect that specialized in making hidden weapons. The hidden weapons they made could not only kill people in the Spiritual Sense realm, but also kill people in the Spiritual Sense realm. They even had hidden weapons that could kill Prominent Sage Stage experts. However, the price was quite terrifying.

Even so, a hidden weapon that could kill warriors in the Self Sense realm could be sold at a very high price. Without more than 1000 gold coins, it was basically impossible to buy it.

Could it be that this brat really had such a precious treasure?

"What! Hidden weapon?"

Yan Xiong's face turned pale, and he hurriedly hid behind the guard closest to him. Then he shouted at the stunned guards around him, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kill him! If he shoots me with a hidden weapon, you won't be able to escape death."

Kill me?

A cold light flashed in Ji Wuyan's eyes when he heard this, and he sneered in his heart.

The dozen or so men looked at each other. Although they were still afraid of the so-called 'hidden weapon' in Ji Wuyan's hand, what Yan Xiong said was right. His life was indeed much more honorable than theirs. After all, Yan Xiong was Yim Yangtian's only son. One could easily imagine the fact that his son had found more than a dozen of my Realm guards for him.

If there was really an accident, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to escape death.

Let's do it!

As the saying goes, if a fellow Cultivator dies, the fellow Cultivator will die, not to mention a person who has nothing to do with us.

When they thought up to here, a wisp of fierce light flashed on the faces of over ten guards. They seemed to be more confident when holding their weapons. The opponent's "hidden weapon" was indeed very powerful, but it could only be fired a few times at most. As long as their luck was a bit better, perhaps the person who died might not be him.

With this trace of hope in mind, the aura of the dozen or so guards began to gradually rise, and their eyes became increasingly fierce...

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