Witch cultivators are the most mysterious cultivating sects in the world.
Witch cultivators are good at raising insects and poison, controlling ghosts, casting curses, entering dreams, and controlling other people's souls. The methods they use are sinister and secretive.
In a head-on battle, witch cultivators don't have much advantage. Regardless of Taoism, Confucianism or Buddhism, there are many ways to deal with witch cultivators.
But when it comes to assassinations and sneak attacks, witch cultivators are definitely the best among all cultivating factions.
The terrifying assassin!
Hard to guard against.
The ninth-level witch cultivator is a war witch. He uses voodoo to refine himself to stimulate his potential and body. This is similar to that of a warrior.
The physique of a ninth-level war witch is at the same level, second only to that of a martial artist.
Eighth-level magic witches mainly practice incantations. They can lower their heads, kill with curses, and kill in dreams, which are all obscure methods of killing.
A wizard who has reached the peak of the eighth level only needs to obtain a tiny bit of the target's flesh and blood or even a strand of hair as a medium to secretly curse and kill the target without any contact.
The method of entering dreams performed by Wu Xing is an insidious spell.
Dream killing is a method that connects the opponent's soul with the dream. Killing the target in the dream is equivalent to killing the target's soul. The person killed will never wake up and is buried in the dream.
As an eighth-level wizard, Wu Xing has become very skilled in the method of entering dreams.
Wujiazhai has been able to stand in Wuji Town for many years, not only because of the large number of people in Wujia, but also because of the ruthless means secretly used by Wujia.
Over the years, Wu Xing has killed hundreds of targets simply by dream killing, and without exception, they were all killed in one hit.
There was never a time to miss.
Even if the target is an eighth-grade warrior, Wu Xing is absolutely sure to kill him in his dream!
Not only is Wu Xing full of confidence, all the disciples of the Wu family are also full of confidence in the great elder's action.
In the eyes of these Wu family members, the demon hunter who broke into the Wu family village alone would definitely die today!
Wu Xing closed his eyes and held the curse seal with both hands. His robe moved automatically without any wind, and his big sleeves kept fluttering.
He continued to use all his magic power to exert his dream killing to the extreme.
Wu Xing did not dare to underestimate Yun Que.
After all, he is the demon hunter of Qinghu Mountain. This title was not given by others, but was carved out by him over the years.
Last year, Yun Que broke into Wujiazhai alone, but Wu Xing did not take action and allowed Yun Que to take Wu Ling'er away.
Firstly, he was worried about the demon hunter's combat power. At that time, the dragon-tailed pheasant was about to lay eggs, and Wu Xing did not want to cause trouble.
Secondly, blood food like Wu Ling'er is dispensable and not worth mentioning. Just let him go and find another one. There is no need to become enemies with the demon hunter just for a mouthful of blood food.
Now, a year later, Wu Xing felt that Yun Que had long forgotten about mortals like Wu Ling'er. He didn't expect that Yun Que would come knocking for a mortal girl.
Since Yun Que dared to come to the door, Wu Xing would naturally not show any mercy, so he chose to kill him here.
Wu Xing was very confident about his attack this time.
However, the magic power in his body is constantly flowing away, like an open channel with no end.
Wu Xing suddenly opened his eyes and frowned.
The passage of mana only means one thing, that is, his method of entering dreams is always being used.
Sleeping, dreaming, and finally dreaming.
Wu Xing thought he had perfected this three-step killing technique, and Yun Que had indeed fallen into a deep sleep.
But starting from the second step, something unexpected happened.
Can't dream!
Wu Xing felt extremely surprised.
He used the method of dream killing to kill hundreds of people, including many practitioners.
It is true that some people used their trump cards to wake up at the last moment, but that was the third step of the dream killing stage.
At this moment, he was stuck on the second step.
Not to mention sneaking into dreams to kill people, you can't even create dreams!
This situation is equivalent to Wu Xing having dug a pond and preparing to drown the opponent, but when he looked back, there was no water in the pond.
"Why can't you create a dream?"
Wu Xing whispered to himself, with a confused look on his face. He really couldn't understand the current situation.
At a strange moment, Wu Xing heard snoring.
The snoring came from Yun Que.
The man stood in the yard and slept very soundly.
As an eighth-level wizard, Wu Xing could clearly distinguish Yun Que's current state.
Not pretending to sleep, but really sleeping.
Where is Kemeng?
Wu Xing was so surprised that he gradually opened his mouth.
For a moment, he even doubted whether he had really practiced the method of entering dreams.
After living for more than sixty years, Wu Xing saw such a strange person for the first time.
Dreamless man!
After coming to the conclusion that Yun Que couldn't dream at all, Wu Xing was so angry that his face turned blue and he wanted to curse.
Pigs all dream sometimes, but who doesn't dream?
This is sleeping deeper than a pig!
Wu Xing's nose was almost crooked with anger. He stopped dreaming and ordered:
"Go and gather the crossbowmen!"
Soon, twenty members of the Wu family gathered together with crossbows and arrows in their hands, forming a fan-shaped formation, all aiming at Yun Que.
These crossbows from the Wu family are very well-made. They are heavy repeating crossbows in the army and are extremely lethal.
"Crucify him here, even if he doesn't die, then slowly cut him into pieces!" Wu Xing raised his hand fiercely and said: "Listen to my order!"
To deal with the eighth-grade warrior, Wu Xing used the safest method.
If you rashly attack Yun Que with a sword, it will be easy to wake him up. If you fire the crossbows in unison, Yun Que will turn into a sieve.
Even if the crossbow arrows couldn't kill him, they would pin Yun Que down and make him unable to move. At that time, he would become a prey to be slaughtered.
Before Wu Xing could give his final command, he heard a strange noise.
Gululu.
A sound like a stomachache came from nowhere.
At the same time, Yun Que moved.
He didn't open his eyes, but bent down and held his stomach.
Wu Xing finally knew who was causing the stomach upset. He suddenly waved his big hand down and shouted:
"kill him!"
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
Sharp arrows shot out of the air and headed straight for Yunque.
The next moment, Yun Que suddenly opened his eyes.
Buzz! ! !
The sword is unsheathed!
Puff puff! ! !
None of the incoming crossbow arrows fell, they were all knocked back by the long sword.
Twenty Wu family crossbowmen were all hit by arrows in their hearts and died on the spot.
Yun Que held a knife in one hand and rubbed his stomach with the other:
"Don't eat randomly. Stomach pain is not a disease. It hurts really badly."
He spoke casually, but Yun Que's eyes were as cold as ice.
Yun Que didn't expect that the old guy Wu Xing was actually a witch cultivator, so he fell under the sleeping spell.
Fortunately, I ate frog eggs in advance.
That thing went into the stomach, it's strange that it doesn't hurt.
Bang.
Yun Que punched himself in the stomach and slowly stood up straight.
This punch was not very powerful.
The purpose is not to stun the frog eggs, but to stimulate the evil spirit in the body and use the evil spirit to restrain the restlessness of the frog eggs.
"Is this how your Wujiazhai treats guests? If so, I won't be polite." Yun Que sneered.
The long knife was raised and pointed at Wu Xing opposite.
By now, Wu Xing knew that it was useless to say anything else. The Wu family and Yun Que could only fight to the death!
"Hmph! You're just an eighth-grade warrior, stop being so arrogant!"
Wu Xing changed his tactics while drinking.
I saw his hands quickly forming seals in front of him, and his hair floated and spread out behind him.
Under Wu Xing's spell, the ground under Yun Que's feet suddenly became muddy.
A large swamp soon formed!
Hands with shriveled and rotten bones poked out of the swamp and grabbed at Yun Que.
Yun Que slashed it down with one strike.
The result was unexpected. The chopped-off bone hand was intact and directly grabbed Yun Que's ankle.
Keep cutting!
Not only was Yun Que not afraid, but he became curious.
I tried to lift my feet hard, but couldn't move them.
The swamp beneath his feet firmly stuck him in place!
As more and more bone hands were grabbed, Yun Que's body was quickly covered with bone hands.
Some are grabbing their feet, some are grabbing their shoulders, and some are grabbing their heads.
Hundreds of skeletal hands held Yun Que firmly down, grabbing Yun Que and sinking to the bottom of the swamp.
Wu Xing looked at the sinking Yun Que with a sneer and said:
"A monster hunter is just a reckless man. This place will become your grave. Yun Que, die here!"
Following Wu Xing's voice, Yun Que's head sank into the swamp, leaving only two eyes.
"Witch cultivators are really evil..." Yun Que whispered two cold and terrifying words: "Blood Eyes!"
Under a flash of blood, Yun Que's left eye was covered with a layer of bright red.
When the blood pupil was used, the swamp beneath his feet disappeared, and countless bones turned into nothingness.
Yun Que still stood where he was.
The horrific scene just now was just an illusion cast by Wu Xing.
The blood pupils are the eyes of the demon!
When Yun Que's eyes turn to blood, the illusion cast on him will be self-defeating.
Unless the opponent's illusion ability is more powerful than the demon sword in Yun Que's hand.
Obviously, Wu Xing is far from reaching that level.
As soon as the illusion was broken, Wu Xing was directly attacked and took several steps back. His face became pale and his aura became chaotic.
"Whatever skills you have, bring them out. You are the first eighth-level magic witch I have encountered and the first witch cultivator I have killed!"
Yun Que came up with a knife, like a tiger pouncing on food.
"Block him!" Wu Xing shouted anxiously, his breath unsteady.
Immediately, four Wu family members stood in front of the great elder with sharp swords.
These four people all have the strength of ninth-level war witches, and they often cooperate with each other. The four swords are slashed out at the same time, with tricky angles, and attack Yun Que's vital points.
The Wu family is known for their ferocity, and the four people who took action wanted to die together.
As long as one of them hits the opponent with a sword, it can at least severely injure Yun Que, and the others don't care even if they die.
However, these people underestimated the combat power of the demon hunter.
It was just a face-to-face encounter, and Yun Que didn't even try to avoid it. He just swept across with his sword, and the four long swords broke in response.
Four heads rolled to the ground.
Kill four ninth-level war witches with one strike!
The Wu family knew that the demon hunters in Qinghu Mountain were not easy to deal with, but they had never seen Yun Que slay demons.
Even the eighth-level three-eyed demon wolf can only take one blow in front of Yun Que!
Rushing past the corpses of the four war witches in an instant, Yun Que reached Wu Xing and chopped down the long knife in his hand like a dragon.
Wu Xing was shocked.
How could he not know the consequences of being approached by a warrior?
Especially a warrior like Yun Que who is even more fierce than the Wu family!
Wu Xing flicked his long sleeves, and a scimitar appeared in his hand, like a sickle, and he tried his best to block Yun Que's blade.
Clang! ! !
A spark flashed.
Wu Xing did block the blow, but he was also blown away by the huge force.
As an eighth-level wizard, Wu Xing was once a ninth-level war wizard. His physique is much stronger than that of Taoist or Confucian monks, and is not even weaker than a ninth-level warrior.
But against an eighth-level bone-refining realm martial artist, Wu Xing's physique was not enough.
The great elder of the Wu family flew out upside down, and before landing, Yun Que had already jumped above Wu Xing as fast as lightning.
"The Kingdom of God is great, I'll give you a ride!"
Yun Que was parallel to Wu Xing, and he slashed it with a sword!
Click! ! !
boom! ! !
Wu Xing tried his best to block with his machete, but he and his sword were blasted into the ground.
Wujiazhai was paved with solid square bricks. Wu Xing directly smashed a large square brick, and the nearby cracks expanded to more than ten feet away.
This heavy blow, although Wu Xing was not killed, caused him to spurt blood.
The demon hunter's sword will not be used until the enemy is killed.
Yun Que took advantage of the force of his fall, pointed the tip of the knife downwards, held the knife with both hands, and stabbed Wu Xing!
