Chapter 169 Are you delicious?

Chapter 169 Are you delicious?

These assassins had seen the strength introduction on the roster and still dared to take action. They obviously believed that they were the best in the Huanxu Realm and had the ability to compete with Huang Feng.

A sneak attack together seemed to be a tacit cooperation, but in fact, they all had small thoughts. Everyone attacked with all their strength, with the idea of ​​killing Huang Feng and his competitors at the same time.

A combined attack from the five of them is enough to turn a land of a hundred feet into nothing.

However, just a moment ago, the surroundings were roaring like a storm, and now there was only silence.

Forbidden Taoism and spiritual energy, is that what a monk can do?

That is what a true immortal should do!

Not only the assassin in front of him, but the shadow ghost who took advantage of the chaos and turned back to attack Tong Xing was weaker than expected. Under this blow, his soul was almost torn to pieces. Even if he was not dead, he was already in danger.

The shadow ghost was already timid. At this moment, he was floating in the air helplessly. He wanted to escape, but found that he could not blend into the shadows that could be seen everywhere on the ground.

He didn't kill these assassins because he had something to ask, but Huang Feng had nothing to say to the shadow ghost, so he directly used the "Nine Types of True Art" to kill him.

Feeling that the storm had subsided, Tong Xing quietly raised his head to take a look at his surroundings.

As a result, as soon as he raised his neck, Bi Shuqing held his head down and pushed it to the ground.

After taking a mouthful of mud, Tong Xing was furious: "Master, it's okay. If something really happens, don't even bury my head in the ground. It's useless even if you bury me completely."

"Is everything okay?" Bi Shuqing wanted to dig a hole and get in with Tong Xing.

"It's okay." It wasn't Tong Xing who answered him, but Huang Feng's voice floated over.

Only then did he dare to raise his head and look over with Tong Xing, and saw Huang Feng pacing in front of five people slumped on the ground.

"Come on, tell me why I have offended you and why you want to kill me. You can answer your questions first. Tell me about rewards first and then about punishments. If you don't tell me, humph."

After Huang Feng finished threatening, he found that it was useless. The assassins looked pale but did not answer his questions.

One or two of them didn't say anything because they were being stubborn and not afraid of death. But if five of them didn't say anything, Huang Feng had reason to suspect that they were being restricted.

"Are your family members being manipulated, or are you restricted by restrictions?" Huang Feng said, "If it's the latter, the restrictions on you should have been lifted after the blow just now."

Hearing this, these people were slightly startled: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Sure enough." Huang Feng praised his cleverness in his heart and snorted coldly, "Can't you feel it yourself?"

Several people were silent. Except for Huang Feng, there was no trace of Taoism or spiritual energy around them. In this case, the blood contract on them might indeed have dissipated.

The blood oath is an important ritual for becoming an assassin of Ci Nian Temple. Making a blood oath can ensure that if the assassination fails, no information related to the organization or employer will be revealed.

Once the oath is violated, the blood contract will backfire. Not only will the death be painful, but the soul will also be burned by the blood oath after death and will not be reincarnated.

Once the blood contract is established, it cannot be felt, so these people are skeptical and unwilling to take risks.

"Don't tell me?" Huang Feng pointed at Bi Shuqing, who was watching from a distance, "I can tell you, now that you have no cultivation, you are just like mortals, it is difficult to die, and I have a cook here."

After hearing his words, several assassins were at a loss. What do you mean? Could they still be stewed?

"ah!!!"

Just as they were thinking, a scream suddenly sounded from beside them. They all turned their heads and saw that the snake demon's tail had been cut off.

Huang Feng carried the snake's tail and walked to Bi Shuqing's side: "Can you make snake soup?"

Bi Shuqing was dumbfounded: "Yes, yes, but..."

Huang Feng handed the snake tail over: "Here, make a bowl for them. After they try it and they can't die, it doesn't hurt to try it if you are curious."

The assassin who was slumped on the ground looked at Huang Feng, his heart was cold, and he couldn't help but have an idea.

There are thousands of evil spirits in this world, but you are the biggest one!

"Master, do it quickly." Tong Xing saw that Bi Shuqing was trembling and did not dare to take the snake's tail, so he bumped him next to him. "These monsters always want to kill us and eat us. Finally, they have a chance to eat them back. Aren't you curious? What does it taste like?”

Bi Shuqing did not hesitate: "I don't!"

Tong Xing said disdainfully: "Based on what you said, master, you are not worthy of being a cook. You have an uncertain future, so you should change your career."

"You little brat." Bi Shuqing rolled up his sleeves angrily.

Tong Xing was not afraid at all and reminded him: "Master Huang is still waiting nearby."

At the mention of this, Bi Shuqing came to his senses, gritted his teeth, took the snake tail from Huang Feng, and prepared to cook it.

Seeing that his tail was about to be cooked, the snake demon collapsed a little.

"Whoever speaks first doesn't have to eat." Huang Feng looked at the snake demon and said very enthusiastically, "You can taste yourself later."

"Well, what kind of monster are you? Is it delicious?" Huang Feng came to the only banshee. This banshee had strange pupils, which made people curious.

This question frightened the banshee, and she gritted her teeth and said: "I have a blood contract with me. If you are sure that the blood contract will disappear, I will say so. If not, even if you try your best to torture us, we will never do it." Will tell."

"I'm sure." Huang Feng nodded.

The banshee was still hesitant, but she didn't expect the snake demon next to her to speak first: "We received the mission from Cinian Temple."

No matter what, he didn't want to taste anything of himself.

Seeing that he had taken the lead, others looked over and waited for the result. Unexpectedly, nothing happened and the blood contract dissipated.

Then they heard an exclamation: "It really disappeared?"

Seeing Huang Feng's surprised look, these people wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death. Don't you know that what you just said was so confident? !

Huang Feng turned around and asked, "How long will the snake soup last?"

"It'll be fine soon."

Without the blood contract, Bi Shuqing's answer became a new reminder, and a group of people spoke one after another.

The banshee was impatient and was the first to speak: "Every once in a while, I will get rosters from Cinian'an Medical Centers in various places. There will be a list of assassinations written on them, along with the information and portraits of the people on whom the bounty is placed. ”

"Roster?" Huang Feng was curious, "Show it to me."

Someone quickly said: "How can we carry it with us? You are at the top of the list this time."

"First? It should be." Huang Feng was not surprised, "But I am very curious, you are all monks in the realm of returning to the void, what kind of reward can make you tempted?"

"We have all kinds of treasures, techniques, and magic weapons. If we can kill a target like you, we can even demand a reward.

Sometimes we also doubt whether there is support from the twelve sects behind Cinian Temple. For us, it is difficult not to be tempted by such a reward. "

Huang Feng was about to ask again when a burst of fragrance wafted over.

Bi Shuqing shouted: "Master Huang, the snake soup is ready."

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