Chapter 2861

"Younger martial brother Xiaowen, did you go too far?"

Ghost Ling's eyes were gloomy. He put away the body of emperor Shitian and looked at Zhuo Wen badly. The killing intention in his eyes was dark and ruthless, aiming at Yu Zhuo Wen.

"Elder martial brother Guiling, I think you misunderstood something! The emperor Shitian said to kill me directly from the beginning. I have explained to him that according to his reason, I can also kill him. He has no objection."

"Now that I have said it at the beginning, this competition is equivalent to a fight between life and death. Isn't it normal for death and injury?"

Zhuo Wen stabilized his figure and looked at ghost Ling coldly.

At the moment, Xu Chen Shen, Xing Jing and Jiang Qisheng all looked at Zhuo Wen and GUI Ling with great interest.

They all know that emperor Shitian is the first person in the martial arts meeting set by ghost Ling, and they have agreed to let them guide emperor Shitian.

It was not long before emperor Shitian was killed by the new man and severely beat ghost Ling's face.

The night strange tunnel, which has been languid on the record, also raised a trace of interest in Zhuo Wen.

Especially Zhuo Wen used the weather blade. Even he felt an inexplicable suppression of the breath revealed in his light blade.

Although this feeling is very small, he knows that this is because Zhuo Wen's cultivation is not high. If his cultivation is the same as him, I'm afraid his power will reach a level that even he can't underestimate.

"Didn't I tell you to stop? You took my words as a whisper and still killed Shitian junior brother. Didn't you pay attention to me?" ghost Ling said coldly.

"Elder martial brother Guiling, you called too late. At that time, my attack was like an arrow in the wind and had to go. If you had stopped me earlier, maybe I could stop." Zhuo Wen shook his head.

Ghost Ling's eyes were fierce. He was sure that Zhuo Wen must be lying. This son must have deliberately wanted to kill emperor Shitian, but he didn't listen to him at all.

But he is helpless now. After all, Emperor Shitian is dead, and Zhuo Wen is also a disciple of shijueyin corpse sect. As the first evil spirit of shijueyin corpse sect, it's really hard to pull down his face and bully the small.

"For your unintentional sake, I won't care more about you, but brother Shi Tianshi can't die in vain. Since you killed him, you should be punished."

Ghost Ling said, took out a yellow scroll from his sleeve robe, handed it to Zhuo Wen and continued: "this is the master-slave contract. Younger martial brother Shitian has a good relationship with me. I need to explain to him. Sign this contract."

Zhuo Wen took the scroll and his divine consciousness swept it. His eyes were cold.

The conditions on this scroll are extremely harsh. As long as he signs this scroll, he will be the slave of the ghost feather all his life. Life and death are all between the ghost feather's thoughts, and nothing can disobey the ghost feather.

Zhuo Wen looked at GUI Ling quietly and said, "senior brother GUI Ling, this contract is too harsh. I'm afraid I can't accept it!"

Ghost Ling smiled and said, "younger martial brother Xiaowen, you must sign this contract, because if you don't sign it, I'm afraid it's hard for you to leave shijueyin corpse sect alive."

"You may not know the position of younger martial brother Shi Tian in the sect. He is the only closed disciple of the fourth elder Ba Jingwei. Moreover, the patriarch said that he was willing to give some advice to younger martial brother Shi Tian after he was promoted to the third step of preaching."

"Maybe the patriarch will turn a blind eye, but according to my research on elder BA's character, he will never let you go, even if you are a disciple of old Yan Chang, you can't stop elder ba."

"Elder martial brother Guiling means that only you can protect me now?" Zhuo Wen asked with a smile.

Ghost Ling nodded and said, "yes, at present, in the shijueyin corpse sect, only I can protect you, and you have only this choice. I think you are a smart man, younger martial brother. You know how to choose."

Zhuo Wen returned the scroll to Guiling with a smile on his mouth and said, "senior brother Guiling, I understand your kindness. I will deal with elder Ba myself, so I don't have to bother you."

Ghost Ling put away the scroll handed back by Zhuo Wen, and his face was gloomy. The terrible momentum suddenly broke out and rolled towards Zhuo Wen.

"Younger martial brother Xiaowen, are you sure you have figured it out?"

Ghost Ling's tone began to become bad and even forced. The momentum was deliberately released to frighten Zhuo Wen.

"Naturally, I've figured it out!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.

"Good, good!"

Ghost Ling said three good words in a row, and the momentum released reached an unprecedented level of terror, forcing Zhuo Wen.

If it were an ordinary God, I'm afraid I would have knelt on the ground under this momentum and couldn't bear to be seriously injured.

But although Zhuo Wen felt a little pressure, he didn't feel particularly serious. After all, he had Pangu holy body, and the momentum of the ghost plume wouldn't affect him.

Ghost Ling also noticed that Zhuo Wen was not frightened by his momentum. He was slightly annoyed. He leaned out his right hand and buckled Zhuo Wen's shoulder, trying to make him kneel completely in front of him.

Zhuo Wen's pupils were tiny. Unexpectedly, the ghost plume was so shameless that he made such a move.

However, at the moment when ghost Ling shot, his face changed. His muscles tightened, he immediately stepped back hundreds of steps, and looked gloomily at a pavilion far away from Zhuo Wen's side.

Zhuo Wen also noticed the place where ghost Ling was originally located. I don't know when an ordinary cup appeared.

And the direction of the cup just came from the pavilion that ghost Ling looked at.

Zhuo Wen found that the pavilion was leaning against a lazy man, who was no stranger to him. It was the first evil night strange tunnel.

"Brother ye, what do you mean? I'll teach my younger martial brother in the sect. Do you mind your own business?" ghost Ling said in a deep voice.

Yeqi tunnel lazily picked up the wine cup in his hand and drank it in one gulp. He looked at ghost Ling with long and narrow eyes and said, "brother ghost Ling, I don't think what you do doesn't violate the rules of martial arts. Let's have a drink together and laugh away our gratitude and hatred."

"Thank you, senior brother Ye!"

Zhuo Wen is on the road. Knowing that qitun is going to help him this night, he quickly promised.

Although he didn't know why the strange tunnel helped him this night, after all, people helped him. He had to make a statement himself.

Ghost Ling was helpless. Yeqi tunnel spoke. He couldn't help but give the latter this face.

After the ghost Ling put away his momentum, he said coldly to Zhuo Wen, "it's a great honor for you to give me a drink, brother Ye. Why don't you go over and toast?"

"Elder martial brother Guiling has a noble status. I think it's better for elder martial brother Guiling to get out first. I'll follow you slowly." Zhuo Wen sneered.

Ghost Ling has already shot at him. It's tearing his face. Zhuo Wen really doesn't have to give this guy a good face.