Bang, bang, bang... sparse applause sounded.
The young man in the colorful sweater kept slapping his hands and shouting: "Okay, okay, good fight, kill him, this million will be yours, hahaha..."
I ignored him and just looked at Old Immortal Long, "Old Immortal, do you accept it?"
Immortal Long couldn't raise his head and shouted vaguely: "I was soft-hearted for a moment. I was afraid of hurting others, so I didn't use the technique. Let me go. Let's fight again. I will never be soft-hearted this time!"
"When a warlock fights, you must die. If you lose, you will die. If you have the ability to bring the dead back to life, then come and fight again."
I took off the half-smoked cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Have a smoke before you leave. After all, you are one of the top warlocks in Jincheng. I can't let you go without any dignity."
I took out a moxibustion needle from my pocket, stroked it with two fingers, and a faint blue flame ignited on the needle.
"Does the old immortal know about the Seven Evil Soul Stabbing Needle? This needle of mine will penetrate into the vital part of your neck, directly pierce your soul, and let you die without pain."
Immortal Master Long chewed his cigarette and said: "I am one of the handlers of the Earthly Immortal Association. If you kill me, for the dignity of the Earthly Immortal Association, the other four Immortal Masters will never let you go. I am proficient in He is worthy of his life, and is not good at fighting and killing, but Xu Wuwei Jie is proficient in killing, his skills have been honed with countless lives for decades, and his disciples have many walks, so you can't fight them."
"Then don't bother me, Master Long. You can worry about it for me." I chuckled, holding the needle, and slowly pierced the back of Master Long's neck.
As soon as the needle entered the skin, Immortal Long immediately lost his strength and begged: "Don't kill me, I'm more useful to you alive than dead."
I stopped and asked, "What use can you do to me if you are alive?"
Immortal Master Long said: "You came to Jincheng to fight and show off your skills, didn't you just want to seek fame and wealth? I can introduce you to the Earthly Immortal Association and help you get a position as an immortal master. Then you can use the wealth of Jincheng as you wish. It’s easy to become a saint and become a god. If you keep fighting like this on your own, no matter how famous you are, you’ll still be an outsider in Jincheng, and you won’t be able to benefit from it at all.”
I said, "I've heard that if you want to be an Immortal Master, you must be jointly recommended by at least two old Immortal Masters. The most you can do is introduce me to the Earth Immortal Association, but you are not the only one who can do this. Can't I ask Ge Xiu?" ?I have been a disciple of Mr. Ge Laoxian."
Immortal Long said anxiously: "Just two old immortals recommending it is not enough. You also need to have your own place, Xu Wu Feng Shui, Wei Ba Wen Yin, Wei Jie Yang Ling, Ge Xiu Dan, I am Xiang Ming. If you want to build a Taoist temple on your own, you may not be able to do it in three to five years, but I can give you a chance to help you with my reputation, promote your reputation, and help you contact an immortal for a recommendation. Now there is a Good opportunity. Wei Ba was killed. Now there is a vacant immortal master position. I can push you to take the position. If you miss this opportunity, it will not be ordinary to get another immortal master position in your life. Please spare my life. , I will be your disciple, if you are worried, you can use magic to restrain me!"
"It makes sense..."
I touched my chin, looked at Master Long, and thought slowly.
"What the hell, you two are talking nonsense. The guy named Zhou, kill him. I regard you as the number one sorcerer in Jincheng. I want money for money, and power for power. You should kill him quickly! You're just taking your time. ah!"
The young man in the flowered sweater became impatient and threw the red wine glass in his hand over.
The wine glass fell to the ground.
Wine splashing.
The cup rolled all the way to my feet.
I frowned and looked at the cup, raised my foot that was stepping on Master Long, and crushed the cup to pieces.
"Although warlocks are just desperadoes, they still have their own dignity. We fight each other and it is our business, but it is not the turn of outsiders to judge. Since ancient times, only people have worshiped warlocks, and no one dares to drive warlocks to fight for fun. Do you know why?"
I lit another cigarette, squinted my eyes at the young man in the floral sweater, and asked myself questions.
"Because warlocks can kill people invisible. Even your emperors, generals, ministers, wealthy families, and wealthy businessmen cannot escape the insidious killings of warlocks."
"Yo, yo, you are so boastful, haha." The young man in the colorful sweater turned to look at Shao Weijiang, "Young Master Jiang, no wonder he dares to use magic to harm people in front of you and smear your face. This is because he thinks he is the world's best He is invincible, he can kill whoever he wants, it’s really crazy.”
Shao Weijiang said with a wooden face: "None of us can cure him now. It's normal for him to be crazy. Do you have the ability to treat him?"
The young man in the colorful sweater smiled and said: "Haha, Mr. Jiang, let's do this. I'll help you kill him now. You can die how you want him to. I guarantee you will be satisfied and happy. When you clear the land later, you can help show your face." Say hello, I won’t let you work in vain. I will give you 20% of the market price now. When the market opens, I will count your 20% of the shares. What do you think? As long as you agree, I will take care of everything for you. Don’t let your old man know.”
Shao Weijiang didn't answer this and glanced at me again.
I laughed and said, "What's your name?"
The young man in the colorful sweater clicked his tongue and said, "What's the matter? You want to know my name so that you can use witchcraft to deal with me. Don't think about it. I have a magic weapon to protect me. No witchcraft can hurt me."
"The Yin card, I knew it as soon as I entered the room." I clicked on my chest, "How can a normal person have such a strong Yin and Death energy in his chest? A Yin card with dead objects added to it can't protect you. "
"Something capable!"
The young man in the floral sweater pulled out an oval-shaped transparent sign from the collar of the sweater.
The sign contained a dark statue with eight arms and one horn, sitting cross-legged in a strange posture, soaked in a light yellow liquid.
"I prayed for this at the Damoleng Temple in Thailand. It can ward off all harm caused by spells. And from the moment you put it on, you will be free from all diseases and have great luck. If you have the ability, you can break it. If you can break it, Yes, I will reward you with another one million."
"This is a super-yin card made of corpses. The Mahakala Buddha inside is carved from the bones of a child and soaked in dead man's oil. If this kind of super-yin card cannot be replaced with dead man's oil regularly, it will harm the wearer. So. , there must be a head-dropping master by your side. This is the real confidence you dare to sit here and face me."
"Haha, it's awesome. No wonder you're so crazy. You're really capable. But it's too late for you to guess now. When you entered the door, you were already hit by Master Azan! If you dare to cast a spell on me, I'll be defeated." My head will attack immediately. If you don’t believe it, just give it a try! I’m right here, and you cast a spell on me. Do you dare? Hahaha..."
The young man in the floral sweater leaned on the sofa, slapping his thighs and laughing wildly.
Shao Weijiang moved his butt and moved away from me. He turned to look at me, obviously unable to sit still.
I dusted off the cigarette ashes and said, "The law must not be violated. If you want to die, I will grant it to you!"
