After he finished speaking, the Northwest King lifted his shirt. There was a faint red mark on his back, and a golden disc was stuck on the wound, preventing the wound from healing, and a trace of blood was overflowing.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the wound that the Northwest King showed them, and only heard Guan Yuqian say: "Master, your wound keeps bleeding, what should I do?"

The King of the Northwest said with a sigh: "Don't worry, the golden sword light focuses on the power of slashing, but it does not have the power of the maggot of the tarsus. It takes three days to clear it up without causing future troubles, but I want to take care of it. The wound, I am afraid it will take three months, I can’t do it for three months, you inform the major sects, it is time for them to contribute, pay special attention to Haimen Prefecture, where those masters may be hiding.”

At this time, the Northwest King said again: "In the future, the most important thing for you to be careful of is that red spear, that spear is very strange. I was stabbed in the chest by him, and I felt my own aging in an instant. If I am not wrong, the spear The power of life is deprivation of life.”

Tie Hengkong and the others said incredulously: "Deprivation of lifespan, how can it be possible to have such a terrifying power, and lifespan can also be deprived."

The King of Northwest China sighed and said, "There is nothing impossible in this world. The existence of ancient alchemists is a myth, and all the mystical things they left behind have power beyond common sense, so it is not surprising."

After a pause, the King of Northwest China continued: "In the early years, in order to break through the current realm, I used to fight to support the war, overdrawing my potential and vitality. Now I am close to a hundred years old, and I have not much life, and I can last for ten years at most. This time suddenly I was caught off guard in the first battle, and was plotted against by that divine spear, and I could live for three years at most. Or even shorter, this time is the last moment of your growth. You must strive to rush into my realm in the shortest possible time. A peerless master, the more you can ensure the safety of the race, understand, your responsibility is heavy."

Hearing that the king of the northwest slowly taught him as if he was explaining his future affairs. Tie Hengkong, the iron-struck man, also had red eyes, wishing he could die for his teacher.

At this time, the king of the northwest changed his voice and said, "There is one more thing I want you to do. Bring me the son of Shenhua, the goddess Biyue, Xue Wuhui and Tang San. These four are invincible, and they are the future. The real hope of the Republic, I will give them a chance before they die."

Hear this. Tie Hengkong respectfully said: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely bring them to you."

At this time, Guan Yuqian said: "Master, you have suffered such a serious injury, what happened to the three supreme masters."

The King of the Northwest smiled coldly when he heard the words: "Are they, my Blood Drinking Crazy Saber is not a vegetarian, since he dares to give me claws, he must be prepared to die, all three of them hit me with a knife in my life - Xuezhong Flower, if you don't die, you will have to live half your life. You will never be able to shoot again within a year, this is the time I have bought for you."

Hearing this, Tie Hengkong and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure brought by the three peerless masters on them was too great. If the Northwest King hadn't blocked them, the eight of them would definitely be defeated if they couldn't stop a few moves.

The Northwest King looked at the eight disciples, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He could see that his disciples had a trace of fear in their hearts. Having been planted with a seed of fear, the possibility of wanting to hit that realm will be greatly reduced.

I sighed in my heart. The king of the northwest waved his hand and said, "Go down, I want to heal my wounds, and bring those four people to see me in seven days."

The eight of Tie Hengkong silently exited the Northwest King's bedroom. The eight of them went outside, looked at each other, and then filed out to make arrangements.

The King of the Northwest is a giant in the sky, and when he falls, it must be a shock to Shipo, and for the eight of them, it will do more harm than good.

Now all the factions in Kyushu are keeping their own. The reason is the suppression of the Northwest King. Even if a bright pearl is in the Quartet, even if it is as strong as the Goddess Palace and the only way, facing the Northwest King, they must retreat. Once he falls, as the eight disciples of the Northwest King, they will It is not an easy thing to pacify the various factions in Kyushu, they have to make breakthroughs in a short period of time, and at least one person must enter the realm of supreme masters.

At this time, Tang San carried Xing Yuhe's head and came to the old pharmacist's house who had made a bet with him.

The old pharmacist is a person who asks for nothing. Even if there is trouble outside, he doesn't care. Sitting in his small courtyard with a cup of tea on the table, he tastes it lightly, and he has nothing to do with everything that happens outside. Don't care, as if his world only has this small yard.

Tang San's arrival was beyond his expectations, he looked up at Tang San and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Looking at the white-haired old pharmacist, Tang San waved his hand, and the black shadow lightly landed on the stone table, but didn't shake at all: "Sir, I've already sent you the head you want, you can check it out. Well, I wanted to catch them alive, but the situation didn't allow it, so I took the head over there."

Hearing the words, the white-haired old pharmacist was startled, and tremblingly opened the package on the stone table, but inside was a dead head, staring with a pair of eyes full of horror and unwillingness.

Looking at Xing Yuhe's head, the old pharmacist cried and laughed, and his expression changed: "Okay, you're still dead at last, you're still dead at last, my son, father avenged you, everyone said the big picture, I I don't care, as long as I avenge you, your spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

The old pharmacist was crying and grabbing the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ with half a sound, he held back his broken emotions, looked up at Tang San gratefully, and said, "Sir, thank you, little old man, if it wasn't for your help, I would never have been able to take revenge, This kindness is unforgettable, Xiao Laoer, you and Xiao Laoer will keep it in your heart, and it will definitely be fulfilled for you."

Looking at the serious-looking old pharmacist, Tang San said calmly: "Old gentleman has got his revenge, it is gratifying, but killing this Xing Yuhe is not a simple matter, I am afraid that it will attract people in the officialdom, so the old gentleman is still prepared Come on, I will arrange for someone to take you away when I find a time, and this head, the old gentleman will also take care of it first.

Hearing the words, the old pharmacist nodded and said, "I understand, please rest assured, sir, the little old man understands, I will deal with this head as soon as possible."

Tang San nodded, turned to leave, and disappeared into the dark street, the old pharmacist closed the door of his house, a look of grimness on his face, looking at the head on the table, a stern voice sounded: "Xing Yuhe, I want you to stay forever. Not overborn."

The old pharmacist carried Xing Yuhe's head into his hut, not knowing what to do.

The next day, the news of the attack on the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference quickly spread to all parts of the Republic. (To be continued) (This article was first published)