Copy the heavens from the bad guys

Chapter 66 066: The Ghost King is Dead

"Master, are you looking for us?"

Walking into the pitch-black tent, Black and White Wuchang respectfully greeted Zhu Youwen who was sitting in the main seat.

"You come forward."

Zhu Youwen slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly two red lights appeared in the darkness.

Hearing this, the black and white Wuchang looked at each other and walked forward slowly.

"What were you two chattering outside just now, which disturbed my cultivation?" Zhu Youwen asked in a stiff tone.

Hearing this, the black, white and impermanent duo felt a burst of cold sweat on their backs, their faces turned pale, but Zhu Youwen could not see through their strange behavior in this pitch-black tent.

"It's such a master. My little sister and I were discussing just now whether we should dedicate this healing elixir taken from the ancient tomb to the master. We miss the master in our hearts, but we are afraid of breaking in without authorization and disturbing your old man. Healing, so there was a dispute for a while."

Hei Wuchang suppressed the panic in his heart, and said in a slightly trembling tone.

"The two of you have intentions." Zhu Youwen chuckled, and he didn't know whether it was a compliment or a sarcasm.

"Let's avoid the pills first." After Zhu Youwen finished speaking, the faces of Black, White and Wuchang sank instantly.

"But I have something to say to you two brothers and sisters."

"Master, please speak."

"Let me ask you, have you ever treated you badly as a teacher these years?" Zhu Youwen asked in a calm voice.

"No." The two shook their heads and answered briskly. As for whether it was true or false, no one knew.

"Then is it acceptable for you to be a teacher?" Zhu Youwen asked again.

"What did the master say, if there is no master, there will be no disciples today, and the disciples' achievements today all depend on you, master." Bai Wuchang smiled coquettishly and said flatteringly.

"Okay! Since that's the case, if the teacher wants to ask you for help, do you have any objections?"

"Of course not." Bai Wuchang smiled, and answered without thinking, but Hei Wuchang, who was deep in thought, felt something was wrong in an instant.

"Little sister..."

Before Hei Wuchang could utter words of dissuasion, the figure of Zhu Youwen on the main seat flashed for a moment, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the two of them.

Black and white Wuchang was startled, and hurriedly retreated, but before he could move his feet, Zhu Youwen's giant palm had already grabbed the necks of the two of them.

"Since I have never treated you badly, and I have taught you all your martial arts, it shouldn't be unreasonable for me to take back all your martial arts today."

Zhu Youwen gave an evil laugh, and the "Jiuyouxuantian Divine Art" in his arms was running instantly, and two pure internal forces gushed out from the bodies of the black and white Wuchang, and slipped into Zhu Youwen's body along the arms.

The skills of the three are from the same root, and Zhu Youwen can fully accommodate the inner strength of the two without too much adjustment. In addition, after the two have absorbed Zhu Yougui's inner strength, their strength has broken through to the heavenly position. As Zhu Youwen Timely healing medicine is perfect.

"Master, master, why..."

"What did the disciple do wrong..."

Black and White Wuchang's face was flushed red, his legs were constantly swinging in mid-air, and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"The fault is that you betrayed me back then, and the fault is that you were by my side when I was injured." Zhu Youwen said with a wicked smile.

"My strength has already half-stepped into the outer sky, and if I absorb the inner strength of the two of you, I will be able to take that step. When the time comes, who can stop me? Hahahaha..."

"Master, don't..."

Bai Wuchang's eyes were turned outwards with familiar eyes, his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to die. Hei Wuchang beside him felt like a knife was twisting his heart. He would rather die than Bai Wuchang be hurt.

However, the strength gap between the two and Zhu Youwen was huge, and they seemed to have no other choice but to wait for death.

"I can not be reconciled……"

With this thought in his mind, Hei Wuchang also felt his brain getting more and more dizzy, and his consciousness seemed to disappear at any time.

Inadvertently, various things that he has experienced in these years emerged in Hei Wuchang's mind.

When I was a child, because I was fleeing from the chaos of the war, I met Bai Wuchang in the dead man's cave. The two fought side by side and climbed out of the dead man's cave to become Wuchang of Xuanming Sect, and worshiped under the command of the ghost king Zhu Youwen.

But the good times didn't last long. In order to seize power, Zhu Yougui coerced the two of them to become his eagle dogs to assassinate Zhu Youwen. Although Zhu Youwen was successfully assassinated in the end, the two of them can be said to have no future.

Throughout their lives, it seems that the two are always on the verge of death, fighting against the god of death. They don't have too big dreams, they just want to live well...

"I just want to live with Xuan Ling in this troubled world, why is it so difficult..."

Just when Heiwuchang's consciousness was almost depressed, a spiritual light suddenly appeared in his mind, and immediately he held up his last strength, opened his eyes, and stared at Zhu Youwen with red eyes.

At this time, Zhu Youwen was closing his eyes tightly, enjoying the supply of internal energy from the two of them with all his heart, and he was completely unaware of Hei Wuchang's sinister gaze on him.

"I won't make it easy for you even if I die!"

Using the little internal force left in his body, Hei Wuchang condensed a puff of black energy in his right hand, and slapped Zhu Youwen three inches below his Adam's apple.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Although the power of this move was not very strong, Zhu Youwen spurted out a big mouthful of blood as if he had been hit hard, threw the two of them out, and then covered his neck in pain.

"You, you bastard..."

Zhu Youwen looked at Hei Wuchang with vicious eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Hehe, I guessed it. The place where you were injured by Zhu Yougui didn't heal at all. That's where your death spot is!"

Hei Wuchang resisted the feeling of lack of strength in his body and slowly stood up, his face was so excited that it was even a little ferocious.

"I... poof..."

Just as Zhu Youwen was about to speak, his vocal cords were pulled to the wound, and another big mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Ha ha."

Hei Wuchang smiled darkly, picked up the poison kung fu in his hand, and went towards Zhu Youwen to kill the general.

"boom!"

Zhu Youwen hurriedly returned his palm to fight back. Although he was seriously injured, his strength was still there, and he still sent Hei Wuchang flying with one palm.

"Hmph, even so, you are still doomed!" Zhu Youwen growled.

"Pooh!"

Hei Wuchang spat out a mouthful of blood, pumped up his strength and rushed forward again.

"boom!"

Rush!
"boom!"

Rush!
……

In this way, Hei Wuchang charged six or seven times in a row, and finally couldn't get up after Zhu Youwen broke his ribs for the last time.

"Hmph, why bother, why don't you just die obediently, and you have to suffer another time before you die."

Zhu Youwen sneered disdainfully.

"Haha."

Unexpectedly, Hei Wuchang, who fell to the ground, laughed uncharacteristically.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Youwen frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Master, master, you taught the martial arts to my disciples. Can't you guess what I'm thinking?" Hei Wuchang asked sarcastically.

Zhu Youwen's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked down, his palm had already turned black.

"puff!"

In an instant, Zhu Youwen felt a pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, but the color of the blood was abnormally muddy, and there was also a disgusting stench in it.

"Corpse poison!"

At this moment, Zhu Youwen finally understood why Hei Wuchang rushed like crazy. It turned out that he planned this step.

"boom!"

Zhu Youwen's strong body fell heavily on the ground. Although Hei Wuchang's corpse poison is overbearing, Zhu Youwen in normal state is not afraid of him, but at this time Zhu Youwen was seriously injured one after another. So much so that the corpse poison has flowed all over the organs along his meridians, and now Zhu Youwen's body is almost rotting into a hodgepodge.

"I'm not willing to..."

Before Zhu Youwen could finish speaking, his eyes became pitch black, and his consciousness was completely silent.

I'm afraid no one would dare to believe that Zhu Youwen, the famous ghost king in the world, would die at the hands of an unknown little ghost. It's really sad and lamentable.

(End of this chapter)