Hearing this, the tall and strong middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Bi has cast weapons and armor for others, and has always been based on his personal likes and dislikes. I have no interest in serving villains like you who are forcibly invited. Give me a go! "

"A mere stinky casting maker is so arrogant? Then don't blame me for offending me. "The old man suddenly issued an order: "Come on, capture this guy alive, be careful not to hurt his hands, and you have to cast weapons for the master."

"yes!"

"Shuh--" More than ten and a half black people in the fake black realm rushed to the siege. The tall and strong middle-aged man suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't help but curse: "The despicable and shameless people are bullying the few with the crowd!"

"Huh!" As soon as the words fell, a man had already swung a big stick and took the wind down. The middle-aged man had a stubborn temper and knew he would fight hard even though he knew he would lose. In an instant, he took off a six-edged hammer on his back and met him.

"Bang!"

"Puff--" The opponent's fake black aura was as fast as a dragon and tiger, instantly shaking the middle-aged man's mouth, but his six-edge hammer was extremely solid, and it actually made the enemy's thick copper stick break, and the remaining momentum was not reduced and the guy's head was smashed.

"Uhhhhh--" The middle-aged man used his natural divine power to swing the six-edge hammer violently. He had just killed the enemy who was stronger than him at the cost of injury, which scared the guys around him so slightly changed in fear. Everyone retreated continuously for a while and did not dare to go forward to fight.

"Hmph, a group of waste, a group of half-black powerful men can't solve it. What can I expect from you in the future?" The old man was so angry that he slapped his copper rod and rushed over: "Damn it, get out of here, I'll deal with him."

"Black Aura Domineer?!" The strong middle-aged man knew that he was too weak in his strength and was injured, so he had to take the lead and use all his strength to attack: "Look at the hammer!"

"A little trick of carving insects." The old man entered the realm of black gas, and was also a guy with amazing strength. Seeing that the other party wanted to fight with him, he immediately waved his copper stick to meet him.

"Bang."

The extremely strong hexagonal hammer fell hard on the copper rod, and the rod was immediately distorted and transformed, turning into a twist. However, the old man's black air attack broke through his body, and the middle-aged man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He "Teng, Teng, Teng" retreated far away, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Damn it, it's worthy of being a hexagonal hammer cast by the master himself, which actually ruined the copper rod I've used for many years."

Although the old man said this, he was not angry but happy on his face. He twisted off the scrapped copper stick with a click and threw it away, continuing, "No wonder the master admires your casting skills so much. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. Well, I will capture you and let you know the consequences of not following my master's recruitment."

"Swish swish swish swish." As soon as the words fell, the old man's palms, as thin as chicken feet, trembled slightly, and countless rich black gas immediately gathered.

The old man showed his overlord's strength at this time, and his power was terrifying, but the middle-aged man was still stubborn and cursed: "Old guy, don't try to force me to submit, Bi... can only fight to the death to the end."

"Hmph, don't know how to lift up, look for a blow." "Bang!" The old man instantly kicked the ground and rushed forward, and a fist that gathered fierce black air hit the opponent's heart. Of course, he aimed to capture the opponent alive, and only 30% of the fist force was used.

Even so, the power of this punch was more than a meter away, which also caused the qi and meridians to ignite all over the body of the tall and middle-aged man, almost spurting blood.

"I'm fighting with you!" The middle-aged man roared wildly, swung the six-edge hammer and smashed it out with all his might. He saw that the other party dared not kill him. At this point, he could only fight to the death, and there was no other way.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The fist force collided several times, arousing the surrounding black air sings into a vortex, and then it spreads rapidly in ripples.

"Wow—Puff puff puff!" There were several half-black powerful men watching the game next to them, and were shocked by the old man's black energy Yu Jin and retreated violently, not to mention the middle-aged man who was struck by him.

"Puff--" The middle-aged man's blood arrow shot out in the air for more than a foot. His figure swayed and he felt dizzy. Although he barely stood with the hexagonal hammer in his palm, he no longer had the power to fight again.

"Hahaha-Bi Wuxin, go back with me and I to serve the master!"

It was a while since then, the old man shook his body and rushed towards the other party, buckled his forehead with his palms wrapped in black gas.

"So he is Bi Wuxin?" At this moment, a sudden voice sounded from the side of the river, and it turned out that Guan Heng jumped up from the water.

"Six Ghosts, do it!" When Guan Heng heard Bi Wuxin's name, he would not hesitate and immediately summoned the strongest combat power to help.

"Wuwuwu--" Several ghosts rushed towards the old man, "Bang bang bang!" The big ghost made several fierce punches, and the old man was caught off guard and hurriedly resisted. The giant bee shook slightly and transformed into more than ten afterimages, covering the other party.

Guan Heng took this opportunity to put Bi Wuxin on his shoulder and took him back and rushed back.

"Are you?!" Seeing a trace of doubt flashing through the injured Bi Wuxin's eyes, Guan Heng only said one sentence: "Xu Fei asked me to come to you, I'm now staying in Zhengchanghou's Mansion."

Xu Fei is Bi Wuxin's uncle, the leader of the Weishui tribe in Songguo Mountain, and Zhengchang Hou Lu Jin is Bi Wuxin's sworn brother. Guan Heng thought that as long as he told the identities of these two people, the other party would understand immediately.

As expected, Bi Wuxin was blessed to the heart and immediately nodded, "It turned out to be his own brother."

"Hahaha, Bi Beiqi of Songguo Mountain, and Bi Beiqi also asked me to say hello to you." The two of them had been saved by Guan Heng and were also Bi Wuxin's brothers. After Guan Heng said this, he immediately gave the other party a piece of two-year ointment: "Eat quickly, it can cure the injury."

At this point, Bi Wuxin had no doubts anymore. While swallowing two ointments in one mouthful, he suddenly felt that the injuries on his body had been suppressed.

"Take care of this little bird for me, and I'll shoot this old thing for you."

In a flash, he stuffed the golden ripped bird to the other party. Guan Heng pulled out his two swords and rushed towards the old man. He also asked loudly: "Brother Bi, do you want to live or die for these people?"

"These people have killed many innocent people along the way to find me." Bi Wuxin noticed that his injuries had been relieved, and immediately glared at the old man and the other minions and shouted: "It's all things that are worse than beasts, all deserve to die!"

"That's simple. Six ghosts, just use the Ghost King Pearl." Guan Hengyan saw that these guys were all half-black, fake black strong men, and the old man with the black-air domineering man, his strength should not be underestimated, so he called on the ghosts to take action with all their might.

"Huhuhuhu-Dangdang!"

The six ghost king beads suddenly whirled into a circle in the air, and then violently collided from time to time, resulting in huge black ripples spreading with rapid momentum. Those slightly weak semi-black strong men were previously injured by the old man's power, and now they sprayed blood again and were suddenly on the ground.

"Uh ah ah ah--" The other fake black powerful men also felt extremely painful in an instant, screaming in pain, because the ghost king beads in the air produced a powerful suction force, and they kept pulling away the fake black aura from their bodies.
Chapter completed!