Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 194 Failure?

Seeing that Han Fei had nothing to do with him, Wu Wang's face was full of smug smiles.

"You can't beat me, I think you should be able to understand."

"is it?"

Han Fei replied indifferently.

Is there really nothing he can do?The answer is actually no.

Not to mention anything else, he has a way right now, and it is very likely to win.

The next moment, Han Fei disappeared in place.

The Witch King was alert, and quickly looked around, trying to find the hidden figure.

But in this quiet surrounding, except for the slightly old altar, there are only injured Miao people on the ground.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the long sword pierced the Witch King's heart from behind like lightning.

He who was stabbed was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's useless!"

Immediately afterwards, the Witch King swung his backhand back, spraying the sky with a splash of blood.

Han Fei stepped back quickly, looking at the wound on his arm with a serious expression.

"Ha ha."

The Witch King chuckled, then slowly raised the black dagger in his hand.

Under the moonlight, the dagger shone with a strange black light, as black as ink and dazzling.

"This god-killing dagger is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, and it is blessed with witchcraft, which is designed to break all kinds of qi in the world."

"In the end, I won!"

As soon as the words fell, he slowly dripped the blood from the dagger onto the head of a witchcraft doll.

This is the sorcery that the Witch King is most proud of. As long as it is stained with the other party's blood, he can completely control the other party.

At that time, he can get a puppet who completely obeys his orders and will never betray.

Even if he wanted this puppet to die, he would not hesitate at all.

When the blood dripped on the head of the Witch Gu doll, a cloud of gray gas enveloped Han Fei's mind.

He only felt that his eyes lost their focus for a while, and then slowly lost focus and froze in place.

Seeing this scene, the Witch King secretly rejoiced.

If he could get Han Fei, a puppet in the Primordial Realm, he would be even more powerful.

Not to mention this ten thousand drug den, even if it goes outside, it can occupy a place.

But before that, you have to test it out first, so as not to make mistakes.

"Ding ding ding~"

While shaking a strange bell, he said to Han Fei, "Pei Min, cut yourself off."

As soon as the words fell, Han Fei slashed at his neck with a sword without any hesitation.

"stop!"

The Witch King's voice sounded again, and the long sword was only half an inch away from Han Fei's neck.

"Good good!"

He was ecstatic in his heart, and his last worries were completely dissipated in this temptation.

"Ding ding ding~"

"come here."

"Yes!"

Han Fei's eyes were blank, and he walked over step by step like a walking corpse.

When there was still some distance between the two, the Witch King suddenly said, "Just stand there and don't go any further."

Obviously, although he no longer has any worries, he still has a sense of vigilance.

Han Fei was also very obedient and stopped right where he was.

The Witch King nodded in satisfaction, and then gave an order in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Now, go to the sixth grotto on the mountain and get rid of the poisonous king."

"Yes!"

The Poison King was covered in poison, he didn't dare to kill himself, and those subordinates were incapable.

Only Han Fei...is the most suitable candidate.

As long as the Poison King can be dealt with, the entire Ten Thousand Poisons Den will only be able to obey his orders.

The Witch King, who was fantasizing about unifying all drug dens, and even Miaojiang, suddenly noticed that Han Fei hadn't moved.

He asked suspiciously, "Why don't you go?"

And the answer to him was only seven words:
"Four Tribulations of the Sacred Heart—God's Tribulation!"

In an instant, Han Fei's eyes flashed red, and invisible spiritual power came out through his body.

Just as the Witch King was about to make a move, his whole body was directly enveloped by spiritual power.

This God's Tribulation focuses on the primordial spirit, and there is no way to resist it.

The next moment, the surrounding environment changed, and all the scenes disappeared and turned red.

For a short moment, it was as if he had come to another world.

He crazily mobilized the aura in his body, performing all kinds of skillful witchcraft in his daily life.

But after a while, the surroundings were still peaceful, as if he had directly become an ordinary person.

Immediately afterwards, a purple figure came in front of the Witch King, and began to nibble on him.

"what!!!"

Endless pain hit like a tide, as if every flesh and blood was being hacked into pieces.

No matter how he struggled, he had no strength to resist, and could only let this figure swallow him.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally sank here.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Witch King collapsed to the ground, his whole face was as white as a sheet of paper, and he was as thin as a stick.

At the same time, the surrounding scene changed again, returning to the previous appearance.

Looking at Han Fei in front of him, he couldn't stop trembling and said, "You, you, you..."

"Witch King, are you alright?"

Han Fei's smiling face made the Witch King feel that it was the scariest thing in the world.

"What exactly is going on?!"

He knew he had lost, but he wanted to know how he lost.

Even if you die, you have to die to understand!
"Well... where do I start?"

Han Fei stroked his chin and said in thought, "Let's start with your undead witchcraft."

"At that time, I discovered that after you used that kind of undead witchcraft, you never took the initiative to attack me again."

"So I deduce that once you use the undead witchcraft, you can't use other methods at the same time."

"Conversely, when you use other means, you can no longer use undead witchcraft."

"So I pretended to be stabbed by you, just to let you use the voodoo doll."

"Without that kind of undead witchcraft, what do you use to fight me?"

"Li...awesome."

The Witch King said with difficulty that he was convinced by Han Fei.

However, although he was convinced, he still didn't want to die: "Pei Shaoxia, you can't kill me, or you will be in great trouble."

"Oh?"

Han Fei smiled playfully: "Tell me about it."

The Witch King endured his injuries, and said slowly: "I am the Witch King of Wandu Cave, but I have another identity."

"Datang—bad person!"

"That's something I've heard, so go on."

Seeing the hope of survival, the Witch King couldn't care less about divulging secrets.

"I'm Tiangu Xing, one of the 36 lieutenants of the bad guy, who was ordered by the bad guy to unify the ten thousand poison caves."

"If you kill me, it will destroy the bad guy's plan, and he won't let you go then."

"Since you have reached the Hunyuan Realm, you should have heard the reputation of being bad handsome."

He was talking to himself, completely oblivious to the cold aura hidden under Han Fei's smiling face.

"I've heard it, I've heard it too much, I've known him for a long time as a bad guy who overwhelms the world."

"In that case, then you..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light pierced through the void, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

A sword to seal the throat—a hundred-step flying sword.

Blood gushed out, and the Witch King clutched his neck tightly, looking at Han Fei in disbelief.

"If you have other backers, I might let you go."

"Not handsome? It's just a dry bone in the grave!"

This was the last sentence he heard in his life...

(End of this chapter)