At the bottom of the Wind Ghost Cliff, Wu Ming knelt tremblingly on the ground, even if Liu Yuan had been away for a long time, he didn't dare to stand up.
Behind a boulder a hundred meters away from Wu Ming, there were five middle-aged men wearing spiked shoes, hemp ropes on their shoulders, and pointed hoes and hooked claws on their backs.
The five men crouched behind the boulder, staring at Wu Ming not far away.
"Brother Tiger, they are all gone, and this boneless guy is left. Shall the five of us go out and cut him down!" A
thin man squinted, stared at Wu Ming in the distance, and said in a low voice.
The man known as Brother Tiger is a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with another scar on his face, nicknamed Red Tiger.
The red tiger shook his head, and looked up at the top of the Wind Ghost Cliff with palpitations.
It's just a spineless soft bone, what's the point of killing it?Our
goal is the Golden
Feather Eagle Nest on the top!" Don't act rashly, wait until the Golden Feather Eagle goes out to forage for food.
"If anyone dares to ignore Brother Li's order, Lao Tzu doesn't mind screwing his head off first!" Chihu snorted coldly.
When the other four heard this, they all shrunk their necks and did not dare to speak.
Little by little, the sun slowly sets in the sky.
The golden afterglow spilled from the sky and reflected in the mountains, dyeing the sky fiery red.
In an instant, a roar sounded on time, and on the towering Wind Ghost Cliff, a black shadow galloped out like a sharp arrow.
Is that...... The deep
voice seemed to alarm Wu Ming, who was kneeling, and made his body tremble.
But from beginning to end, Wu Ming did not get up, and still maintained a kneeling posture.
I don't know if it's because my legs are numb on my knees, or because I am afraid of Liu Yuan's orders.
A dark shadow in the sky galloped out, and a hurricane swept down from the sky, sending sand and rocks and a storm.
After
a long time, this coercion gradually dissipated, and the wind and sand at the bottom of the cliff calmed down.
Wu Ming still maintained a kneeling posture, kneeling on the ground, and did not move.
Seeing this, Chihu and the others looked up at the sky, and looked at the top of the Wind Ghost Cliff above their heads, their eyes gradually fiery.
"Kill! Kill that soft bone, and then quickly climb the cliff, hurry up!" Red
Tiger gave an order, and the five of them jumped out from behind the boulder and pounced straight at Wu Ming.
The five of them shot together, and at the moment of the shot, the power that burst out between the palms was enough to judge the strength level of these five people.
All of them are around level 10, and they are all NPC warriors who have completed the transfer.
The five of them shot together, as long as the target did not reach level 20, they could all kill with one hit, and at worst, they could be hit hard.
Does Wu Ming have level 20?
Naturally, there is none.
After all, he was born with limited talent, and he could not practice martial arts, let alone cultivate the Tao.
Even if it is raised to 10, it is enough to choke, which is the result of Zhang Yingjun paying a big price.
Not to mention getting to level 20.
Over the years, Wu Ming's level has only been level 14.
Although the level of level 14 is not high, and it can't even be tough with these five level 10 NPCs, does Wu Ming need to be tough?
Naturally, he doesn't need it.
As the person next to Zhang Yingjun, Wu Ming can be valued by Zhang Yingjun, how can he not have the means to show his hands?
The five Red Tigers pounced and attacked Wu Ming in unison.
Wu Ming didn't move, and he didn't notice the five people who were rushing like thunder.
The next moment, the attack of the five people fell and landed on Wu Ming.
At that moment, the expressions of the five people changed.
Because, they found that their own attack had passed straight through Wu Ming's
body! Through his body
! Phantom! Phantom!
The five of them were shocked in their hearts, and secretly said that it was not good.
"There's a trick, retreat!" Chihu shouted.
"A few people, where are you going? At the bottom of this wind ghost cliff, the yin qi is pressing, and the blood and ferocity on the head are fierce, but it is a graveyard full of evil.
"Today, you will be buried here, maybe in a few hundred years, the five of you will be able to turn into zombies together, and maybe you can get up from the ground." A
mocking laugh came.
The five of them looked back and found that Wu Ming appeared behind them and the others at some point.
"It's him
!" "Soft bones!"
"When did this guy get around behind us
?" "Who the hell is he?"
"Tricked!"
...
Thoughts flashed quickly from the hearts of the five people, and when they looked at Wu Ming, there was a deep fear in their eyes.
"Who are you?" asked Chihu with a gloomy face, staring at Wu Ming.
"I'm just a butler in Maple Moon Town, the Lord's Mansion. It's you, if Wu remembers correctly, in Fengyue Town, you sold me the mandala pollen, right?"
"I also knocked out a large sum of silver from Wu, but it made Wu feel distressed for a while
!" "Hand over the silver, Wu can consider giving you a good time!"
Wu Ming stared at Chihu and shouted in a low voice.
He recognized Red Tiger, the man who sold him mandala pollen today.
Things turned out to be exactly what my adults expected.
Li Mu's old thing really has a problem.
And the five people in front of him are in the same group as Li Mu
! That old boy is by no means an old guy who is guarding the bottom of the cliff in order to avenge his son, he must have another identity!
If you want to know the key news of this, you can only start from these guys.
"Tell me who you are, what are you doing here?" Wu Ming asked in a low voice.
The five Red Tigers sneered, didn't speak, just stared at Wu Ming with cold eyes, and snorted: "If you want to know our identity, are you also worthy
?" "With your cultivation, after using that kind of illusion just now and casting an almost real illusion, how much strength do you have left?"
"It's just a soft-footed shrimp, Lao Tzu will screw your head off later!"
With that, Chihu beckoned the four brothers and surrounded Wu Ming.
Seeing this, Wu Ming didn't speak, but his face was slightly gloomy.
Illusions? Illusions
indeed.
Wu Ming was born with limited qualifications, unable to cultivate and practice martial arts, and he also knew his qualifications, and it was already extremely difficult for him to reach more than ten levels.
Therefore, during these years, he did not focus on leveling up, but focused on choosing some practical spell skills to practice.
Just like the illusion just now, it is one of them.
Combining illusion and retreat, Wu Mingfang was able to leave quietly while leaving the illusion, without alarming the five Red Tigers.
However, as Chihu said, after using two spells in succession and maintaining the existence of illusions for a long time, Wu Ming did not have much strength left.
But so what
? I'm not alone!
"Screw my head? You can try!"
Wu Ming clasped his hands on his shoulders and stared at Chihu with a proud face.
The next moment, more than twenty figures appeared, standing behind Chihu.
But it was the soldiers who disappeared halfway through.
"You don't really think I'm the only one, do you?"