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Chapter 676: Break through the old man's tricks

"Sect Master, save me." Feng Erma stretched out his hand and looked at Wu Hen.

"Swoosh!"

There was a dead vine that drilled out from the ground and directly penetrated Feng Erma's body.

"puff!"

Feng Erma directly spit out a mouthful of old blood, and there was no possibility of survival.

Qin Hao, who was sitting in front of his phone, was a little surprised when he saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really impermanent. I didn't expect that Feng Erma's ending would be like this.

He still overestimated his importance and underestimated Lao Cang's ferocity."

After this incident, Qin Hao has deeply realized the same truth again and again, being kind to the enemy is cruel to himself.

When a person is opposite to you, no matter how nice he says it, it cannot change the essence of the opposite side.

Once you relax and mistakenly think that the other party will not kill you, or mistakenly think that the other party has a relationship with you, then death is not far from you.

When I observed Wu Hen again, there was not much reluctance or sadness in his eyes. To him, Feng Erma was just a chess piece after all.

In his opinion, he could destroy all the core power of Lei Qianbian one night, and he was only one step away from the position of the sect leader.

I can be assisted by Boss Qin in the recent period, and I don’t need Feng Erma very much.

And it is completely possible to re-cultivate a confidant in the recent period.

As long as you don't die, nothing else matters.

But he decided to make face work.

So he immediately walked forward and looked at Feng Erma who was dying and breathing only in one breath and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely kill Lao Cang and avenge you, at all costs."

"Thank you... Sect Master..." Feng Erma's eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.

In fact, everyone needs dignity. Death can be done, but dignity cannot be lost.

If Wu Hen doesn't appear and doesn't say this, he will become a laughing stock for everyone and let everyone know that he is just a chess piece, and he will not feel at ease even if he dies.

At this time, he didn't care at all. What Wu Hen said was true or false. As long as it seemed to be true on the surface, it was enough for him.

"Sect Master, you are really hypocritical. You can appear in time to save Xiaoma." Lao Cang began to continue to pick up Feng Erma's scars, "But in order to further consume me and observe me, you let me kill Xiaoma.

After all, he is just a piece of yours.”

"Fart..." Feng Erma used his only remaining power to angrily scold Lao Cang.

He doesn't want anyone to reveal the truth, nor does he want someone to take his scars.

"Little horse, people cannot live in illusion. They are whatever they are. Face reality bravely." Lao Cang's words were very calm, but his intentions were very vicious.

"puff!"

Feng Erma was so angry that he vomited blood. He raised his hand to point at the void and cursed Lao Cang angrily: "You..."

Unfortunately, he died before he finished speaking.

"Swoosh!"

Just as everyone was focusing on Feng Erma, a dead vine emerged from the ground and stabbed Wu Hen hard.

"Dong!"

The two collided and made a muffled sound.

This and the dry vine did not penetrate into Wu Hen's body, but were popped up dozens of meters.

Wu Hen took a few steps back and stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of disdain: "Old Cang, with you, these rotten woods, it seems too simple that they will cause harm to me."

He had long guessed that Lao Cang would sneak attack him, so before he appeared, he had already activated the protective magic weapon.

Old Cang also saw that there was something on him: "I have heard that there are many good things on the sect leader, but it turns out to be the case when I see it today.

Unfortunately, as the sect leader of a sect, he has important magical tools and does not think about giving them to the sect, but only wants to take them for himself. Such a sect leader is really a bit disappointing."

Wu Hen smiled and said, "If you still want to continue playing psychological warfare, then I would like to advise you to save money.

I have observed it clearly just now. All your purposes and actions are under my viewing. You are actually in a hurry to end the battle and want to quickly resolve the battle through strong attacks.

The reason I chose to use sneak attacks and psychological warfare is to save physical energy and wait until I have the opportunity to deal with me with all my strength."

After Wu Hen saw through, Lao Cang was actually a little panicked, but he knew very well that the more he was at this critical moment, the more he had to remain calm.

And he also speculated that Wu Hen did not really see through himself, but was just using these words to fool himself, wanting to use this psychological tactic to counter himself.

As a master of psychological warfare, how could he get fooled?

So he responded calmly: "Since I, the protagonist, have run out of energy, don't you beware of the sect leader put away your magic weapon and fight me."

Tu Hai quickly said, "Old thing, if you want to fight with the sect leader, then don't attack people with rotten wood, and you will soon show your true body."

Wu Hen smiled faintly and said to the secret: "Senior Tu Hai, in fact, this old Cang's true body has always been here."

Tu Hai was stunned: "Sect Master, you mean..."

Wu Hen said: "Yes, those withered vines are the true body of this old man.

So every time you cut him, it was actually a kind of harm to his body. It was just that he had sufficient energy storage before, so he did not hurt his roots.

However, after this battle, he had little energy left.

As long as you stay stalemate with him for a while, Lao Cang will undoubtedly die."

Tu Hai suddenly realized: "So that's it. No wonder this old guy was so anxious in the final attack, and no longer recognized us as he did at the beginning."

After saying that, he laughed and even forgot the wound on his body: "Old thing, old thing. How does it feel to be seen through? Stop holding on, come out quickly and die obediently."

He fell behind and did not receive a response from Lao Cang.

Wu Hen said at this time: "Lao Cang, you are now my turtle in the jar. And you can't escape from my courtyard, nor can you attack me. If you come out and talk to me well and tell me something I want to know, maybe you still have a chance."

"Since all this has been seen through by the sect leader, I don't think I need to hide anything anymore." Lao Cang finished speaking and appeared not far away with a cane.

At this time, the wrinkles on his face became even worse, and he became much older, as if he was suffering from a serious illness.

Seeing Lao Cang appear, Tu Hai was particularly excited. He waved his sword in his hand and flew towards Lao Cang.

"when!"

Another dagger suddenly appeared in the void, and the short sword of Tuhai was knocked away.

"Um?"

Wu Hen looked towards the direction where the dagger was flying, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of anxiety.
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