MTL - I Really Don’t Know How To Practice-Chapter 964 borrow a knife to kill

"If you want to know the whereabouts of the divine sword, take Wu Jiu's head!"

In the Temple of the Witch God, the Witch God slapped the table in front of him to pieces.

"Forgive me, my lord, that's what the original news said." There was still a shivering monk kneeling in the hall.

Just now, he told the Witch God about the news that had spread throughout the Three Thousand Realms in the past few days, which caused the Witch God to be furious.

The witch **** said: "How many powerful people have arrived in the Dizang Realm now?"

The man in the hall said tremblingly: "My lord, according to the current information, there are great gods from all walks of life except the colorless world, and the most powerful one is the master Bai Tao from the Yuanshi world, and the boy from the Vajra world." God Guan and God Zhao Jinglei from the Vientiane Realm."

After the witch **** heard this, his face became serious. Obviously, these three people also brought him great pressure.

"My lord, this news was obviously spread by Han Xu. He clearly wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone!"

"Do you still need to tell me such a simple truth?" The witch **** said angrily.

"My lord, the news only said to inform the whereabouts of the divine sword, but did not promise to hand over the divine sword. The other great gods should not be enemies with you just because of a piece of information."

"What do you know? It is related to the inheritance of the Nine Heavenly Venerable Gods. Any hope is enough to make people desperately fight for it. As long as you kill me, you can get first-hand news about the Excalibur. You said that if you have the opportunity to kill me now , can you withstand the temptation?"

Under the icy gaze of the witch god, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of that subordinate, and beads of sweat the size of beans trickled down his face.

"What I'm talking about is if, why are you so nervous?" The witch **** walked up to this person step by step, and didn't stop until he was only one step away from him.

"Subordinates...subordinates are not nervous."

"You wanted to kill me just now."

"No subordinates, subordinates dare not." The man's heart froze, and he was almost scared out of his wits by the words of the witch god.

The witch **** stretched out his hand, helped this subordinate up, patted him on the shoulder three times, and said, "How long have you been with me?"

"One hundred and twenty years."

"It's rare that you still remember so clearly, I believe you."

The witch **** didn't say anything else, he suddenly raised his foot, continued to walk forward, and passed the person with one step.

Just as he passed by, his subordinate suddenly gritted his teeth, and a black dagger appeared in his hand. He burst out at the fastest speed in his life, and stabbed behind the witch god.

He was very sure that there was no sign before this shot, and there was no fluctuation of divine power. His eyes and expression were also in place. Even though there was a small difference of three realms between him and the witch god, he was still 40% sure of success.

But as soon as he turned around, when the dagger was only the last finger width away from the witch god's back, his body froze suddenly, his movements stopped, and the sharp dagger stopped feebly halfway.

Immediately afterwards, from the soles of his feet, a gust of black air rushed straight to the Tianling Gai. At the same time, his facial expression became extremely frightened. He wanted to say something to the witch god, but he opened his mouth a few times but couldn't make any sound.

The witch **** didn't look back. When he took the second step, the person behind him had turned into a puddle of pus and merged into the black ground of the hall.

The witch **** murmured: "Han Xu, you are really vicious, don't let me find you, or I will make your life worse than death."

While speaking, his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared out of thin air, and the entire witch temple disappeared with him.

An hour later, dozens of powerful auras descended on the Temple of the Witch God, and one after another powerful men descended into the void, staring at the original site of the Temple of the Witch God, which was already empty.

"You run really fast." A middle-aged man in a white robe said, unlike the others, his pupils were golden.

"Bai Tao, your speed is not slow, it took a lot of time to come from the Yuan Shijie." Tong Guan, who was muscular, said.

Zhao Jinglei, who had short hair like a steel needle, didn't say anything, and disappeared into a flash of lightning.

Bai Tao and Tong Guan glanced at each other, and they also left separately. After the three of them left, the rest of the strong men gradually started talking. Obviously, the pressure these three people put on them was still not small.

"Bai Tao, Tong Guan, Zhao Jinglei." Among the crowd below, there was an unremarkable young man who was watching this scene silently. He was Han Xu after his disguise.

As early as a few days ago, Han Xu had already changed his identity and mixed into the crowd, so he naturally spread the news himself.

Over the past few days, through dealing with other monks, his understanding of the Three Thousand Worlds has also increased day by day. He knows that the popular gods competing for the Excalibur this time are Bai Tao, Tong Guan, and Zhao Jinglei. The three of them almost represent gods. Under the highest strength.

Therefore, the time when Han Xu chose to spread the news was after all three of them arrived in the Ksitigarbha Realm.

It's just that Han Xu didn't expect the Witch God to be so decisive and shameless, and ran away directly, and what surprised Han Xu was that the Witch God escaped with the Witch God Temple.

Could it be that the Temple of the Witch God is a powerful artifact? Han Xu slowly disappeared into the crowd with some doubts.

This time around the Temple of Witchcraft, Han Xu is actually a little risky, but he has to verify whether Qianmian can be seen through under the divine mind of the sixth heavenly god~www.novelbuddy.com~ It turns out that he still can't.

Qianmian is a magical object. Han Xu never thought that a treasure from the lower realm could accompany him all the way to the present.

The news released this time is precisely Han Xu's strategy of borrowing a knife to kill people. The reason why he chose the Ksitigarbha Realm as the first stop in the Three Thousand Worlds is that Han Xu's goal is the witch god.

The Sorcerer God is the only god-level powerhouse he vowed to kill. Since Han Xu was still repairing in the lower realm, the Sorcerer God has been deliberately trying to get rid of him, even at the expense of obliterating other creatures in the three realms. of demons.

If the Witch God survives, who knows what he will do in the future. If he has been unable to kill Han Xu, he may attack the Three Realms again, so Han Xu decided to deal with the Witch God first, so as not to worry about the future.

So, Han Xu thought of this method of borrowing a knife to kill people. Don't those strong people want the Ziwei Excalibur in his hand? If they don't make good use of them, wouldn't they live up to their enthusiasm?

After staying away from the crowd, Han Xu released the divine power of the space consciousness realm, and the vast divine sense stretched out overwhelmingly, and then he walked towards the east.

This direction is also the direction that the witch **** chose when he fled before.

In less than a day, the news of the witch god's escape spread. At the same time, the three great gods Bai Tao, Tong Guan, and Zhao Jinglei gathered in the Dizang Realm to offer rewards for the news of the witch **** and Han Xu. A person with information about their whereabouts can take away a lot of rewards from the three of them.

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