"Your name is Wuchao?"
Venerable Wenhuang was admitted to the hospital, and she stretched out her hand towards Wuchao.
Just by grabbing Wu Chao, a dark wind spread in the Black Stone Mansion.
When Hong Ku's application to launch the Lord's War came, Venerable Wehuang's heart sank.
In his own advantageous position, Hongku obviously went all-out, even if the four sages came together.
The other party has been planning this for decades, and maybe this is the moment they have been waiting for.
Many sages have been extremely wary of Hongku. Even if they come together to investigate, they still can't stop Hongku's madness.
There is no need to ask the dying Wu Chao anymore, Lord Wenhuang has already understood the truth of everything.
"There is actually a substitute technique in the world that can kill students!"
Venerable Wenhuang looked at the Wuchao in front of him.
A fierce look appeared in her phoenix eyes.
Wu Chao was still breathing heavily in front of him. If what the voice said was true, it could obviously be blocked by Hong Ku.
To cut off Hong Ku's wings, she needed to fatally strike Wu Chao.
But she was currently in Hongku's formation. It was difficult to see other sages around her, and there was no special means to break the formation. The only thing that could pull Hongku away might be the Wuchao in front of her.
The dark wind blew gusts, and a colorful cloth umbrella rose into the sky behind Venerable Wenhuang.
Dots of colorful brilliance fell, constantly driving away the evil wind, and constantly guarding a few steps around her.
"If I want to kill this old ghost, I can only rely on Wuchao's body to pull him to death, but Wuchao is Hongku's scapegoat. What should I do?"
Venerable Wenhuang looked hesitant.
She knew very well that using Wuchao's body fighting method would put her in an extremely passive situation, but if she didn't use Wuchao's fighting method, she wouldn't even be able to find Hongkuren, and would eventually be overcome by this formation until she died.
Venerable Wenhuang never placed his hopes on other Venerables.
She knew very well that Venerable Yun was good at dodging and hiding, Venerable Daode was knowledgeable and had high support in facing battles, and Venerable Sanxiao focused on killing and was extremely strong in head-to-head encounters.
Among the four venerables, she is the easiest to deal with.
If Hongku chooses to be soft, she will definitely be the first to be hit by Hongku.
This forced Venerable Wenhuang to fight and fight.
Her hesitation turned into determination after a few seconds. The colorful cloth umbrella behind her continued to spread colorful brilliance, and a long sword with bloody inscriptions fell from the colorful cloth umbrella.
"Where is Hong Ku?"
Venerable Wenhuang stretched out his hand to hold the sword. She shouted loudly and slashed towards Wuchao with her long sword.
"The thief is so ruthless!"
In the shadow of Wuchao, Jinchang looked at Venerable Wenhuang who was using Wuchao's body to fight.
He had to consider intervening in the fight.
According to Venerable Wenhuang's fighting style, it is not clear whether Hong Ku will die or not, but the remaining half of Wu Chao's life will definitely be destroyed.
It was rare for Jinchang to accept a student, and it was rare for him to find a student who caught his eye, but Wuchao's talent was indeed quite good. If he could be used as his successor, Jinchang would think there was nothing wrong with him.
Moreover, Wu Chao's net worth was extraordinary. If he couldn't survive with King Huainan, he would still have the support of the fourth prince of the evil country.
Regardless of justice or selfishness, Jinchang needs to save Wu Chao's life, and Wu Chao can even handle the inheritance of Yin Yang Jiutian Sect on his behalf.
It's just that Jinchang couldn't help but have a headache. The venerable help was borrowed. Before Hongku was killed, Wuchao couldn't stand it anymore.
He lurked in the shadows, a thin thread beginning to wrap around the palm of his hand.
"Hong Ku!"
Above the shadow, Venerable Wenhuang held his long sword and shouted again.
She took the blood from Wu Chao's body with the magic sword. When the blood touched the sword, the school inscriptions on the magic sword all lit up, and an endless stench suddenly spread.
"Damn it, I hate plague!"
The stench hit, and Jinchang, who followed him like a shadow, couldn't stand it.
His body twisted under Wuchao and began to show traces.
At the same time, the thin thread hovering in his palm also flew out.
"who?"
As soon as Venerable Wenhuang spoke, the sword in her hand swelled with a foul stench and swept away.
But she only dropped half of her magic sword, and it would be difficult to drop this infinitely powerful magic sword.
Venerable Wenhuang looked at his arm and saw a circle of blood marks on his arm at some point.
She looked down with difficulty, and saw a trace of blood overflowing from her chest and abdomen, and even her neck, which was difficult for her to scan directly. Venerable Wenhuang felt a slight pain coming from her neck. She I was sure that my neck had probably suffered a similar blow.
But her eyes quickly glanced at her neck, and she even saw her torn body.
The consciousness was still swirling in her mind, and it was difficult for Venerable Wenhuang to even notice how much pain she was feeling, but she could see that her body was split and cut in an instant, turning into several complete pieces of flesh and falling from her clothes.
"Yes...yes...that voice is..."
Hong's miserable appearance was swirling in his mind, and another figure also appeared in Venerable Wenhuang's mind.
The mountains and highlands were far from enough for them to have any interactions with each other, and he was also a person they had not paid much attention to in the past.
But Venerable Wenhuang didn't expect that he would die so simply in the hands of the other party.
Before the plague methods she possessed were fully unleashed, and before her overwhelming killing spells appeared, everything was already over.
"Lend me your brain!"
Venerable Wenhuang was still conscious. She stared with wide eyes at the sickly young man emerging from the shadows under Wuchao's body.
"You...伱...Jin..."
"Yes, you recognized the right person. Time is a little tight now. Let's say hello later!"
Jinchang frowned. He reached out and took it out in his sleeve pocket. A touch of white powder appeared in the palm of his hand and quickly smeared it under the head of Venerable Wenhuang.
The instant cutting caused a trace of blood to flow out, and then it was solidified by white powder.
This kind of solidification seemed to solidify Venerable Wenhuang's thoughts at the same time. She looked at the young man in front of her with wide eyes, and the thoughts in her head quickly fell into a blank.
When Lord Wenhuang came back to her senses, she felt that her body seemed to be back again.
She looked at her hands and then at her legs.
Only when she touched her chest did she feel a hint of fear.
"Don't make any noise. If you cooperate well, I can find you a woman's body to be reattached in the future. If you don't cooperate, you will have no future!"
The voice in his mind came, and Venerable Wenhuang looked at his neck.
She felt as if there was a head hidden in her neck.
It's just that the head doesn't belong to her.
"Are you Jinchang?"
"right!"
"what did you do to me?"
"I'm going to lend you your head temporarily. You need to protect me and don't let me get involved in the affairs of your Yi Zhe River Holy Land!"
The lower part of the neck did not speak, but Venerable Wenhuang could feel Jinchang's voice in his mind.
There was fear in her eyes.
In her body, it was no longer the familiar mana nor the familiar body.
She could feel the masculine features in her body, but her head no longer existed in her original body.
When Venerable Wenhuang looked at her body scattered on the ground, he felt that her right hand had taken out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket with great deftness.
The liquid in the porcelain bottle poured down, and the sound of flesh and blood continued to squeak.
Venerable Wenhuang watched helplessly as he operated, and watched as his familiar body was completely corroded by this zombie water.
"I hate wearing women's clothes. By the way, please suck the poison out of my body. This poison is also very annoying!"
Jinchang's dissatisfied voice came in his mind, and Venerable Wenhuang's heart began to despair.
