The empress practiced in the city

Chapter 31 Whoever Wants My Life Must Die
After the words fell, Wu Zhao gently raised his hand, and his true energy burst out instantly.

The old man immediately felt that he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was very difficult to take a step back.

"You, aren't you a martial artist at the master level? How could you be a monk at the innate level?" The old man was terrified. The task he received clearly stated that Wu Zhao was a warrior at the master level. Why did he suddenly become a monk at the innate level? .

This is more than that, if it is a monk who has just entered the Xiantian realm, the old man can retreat even if he loses. Now it seems that this Wu Zhao is not just a monk who has just entered the Xiantian realm.

If someone told him that Wu Zhao was a veteran cultivator at the Xiantian Realm, he would never deny it.

He thought that he was just a martial artist at the master level, and with his innate level cultivation, he was enough to complete this mission, but now, it seems very difficult for him to escape.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the organization would send an innate-level monk to deal with a master-level warrior, and the reward was double that of missions of the same level.

The pit, it is too pit.

"Who told you that I am a martial artist at the master level." Wu Zhao said disdainfully.

Before, Wu Zhao was indeed a master martial artist, but now she is not.

Warriors refine strength, monks refine true qi, and break through the innate realm. The true energy in Wu Zhao's dantian is stronger than that of monks of the same rank.

"Snatch!"

Following Wu Zhao's movements, the fear on the old man's face became more and more intense, and he obviously felt that his life was being lost.

As a cultivator of the innate realm, this feeling cannot be wrong.

"No, no, no, you can't do this." The old man shouted in panic.As a killer, he knew that he would be killed at any time, but when he saw his vitality slowly draining with his own eyes, it was difficult for him to accept it, and he was afraid.

can not do this?
Wu Zhao sneered in his heart, can I let you kill me?

Wu Zhao didn't stop, and the movements in his hands became faster and faster.

Using vitality to refine alchemy is a very common thing in the Shenwu Continent. There are so many living beings in the Shenwu Continent, there is no shortage of vitality at all.

There are even alchemists who use their own vitality to make alchemy.

Of course, not all alchemists can master this method, only alchemists above the respected level will awaken this method through special means.

Wu Zhao was a senior alchemist in his previous life, and he had the memory of his previous life. It is not uncommon for him to know this method.

"No, no, no!" The old man was really scared, he already felt that the functions in his body were deteriorating at an extremely terrifying speed.

"How could there be such a terrifying method in this world? I am unwilling, unwilling!" The old man shouted unwillingly, "Please, please forgive me. As long as you forgive me, I am willing to be a slave."

"Anyone who has murderous intentions towards me will only die, let alone a killer." Wu Zhao did not buy the old man's blame.

Wu Zhao could see that the old man's heart was broken and he begged for mercy just for emergency. Once her life was out of danger, she might suffer the old man's crazy revenge.

Wu Zhao prefers to kill and eliminate all threats.

Even if three thousand people were killed by mistake, he would not let one person go.

This is Wu Zhao!
"Go with peace of mind." Wu Zhao shook his head.

Seeing that he couldn't beg for mercy, the old man immediately revealed his viciousness, and threatened with a ferocious face: "You will have a hard time even if I die, someone will avenge me, I will wait for you, wait for you."

Knowing that he must die, the old man bit through the poison hidden between his teeth without hesitation, and ended his life ahead of schedule.

Hiding poison on the body is a necessary means for many killers, so as to prevent being tortured to extract a confession. If someone uses torture to extract a confession, it would be better to die happily.

(End of this chapter)