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After the song, the audience burst into applause. Xia Chuan, as a financial oligarch, showed his talent of defying professional singers to crush all living beings. This directly inspired their hero worship. The audience's eyes were full of fanatical light, like a strong wind. Rolling across the grassland, making waves.

Lao Huodu shouted excitedly: "Okay!"

Kaltabo nodded slightly, Xia Chuan was indeed well-deserved and extremely talented.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came: "The great shaman has arrived!"

The auditorium fell silent for a moment.

Everyone turned around in shock. Is the groom’s father here?

Sure enough, three people walked in at the door of the auditorium.

The leader is a man walking like a dragon and a tiger, and he has an evil spirit. He has big square ears, high cheekbones, and a commanding gaze. He is wearing a red-purple deerskin cassock, somewhat similar to a double-breasted mandarin. He is cut into tortoises and frogs from soft leather dyed black. , four-legged snake, short-tailed four-legged snake, various shapes, sewn on it.

There are four small belts at the bottom of the two sleeves.Inside the mandarin jacket is a sacred skirt, which is made of fabric specially used by shamans. The style is the same as that of Hanfu, with the left lapel covering the right side.

Xia Chuan's first thought was that he thought of the idiom "Hu Fu Zuo Ren", but the mage's clothes had the same right gusset as the ancient Hanfu.As for ordinary Yakut clothing, they are already in the middle, and they are obviously integrated with modern clothing.

But the old Taoist was interested in only one thing, which was a simple long knife slung across the mage's back, which was 1.6 meters long!

He remembered a passage in the school textbook where Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin. The King of Qin's sword was too long and he couldn't pull it out. The little eunuch next to him shouted: "Why don't you pull it out?" Then the King of Qin pulled it out and killed Jing Ke.

The old Taoist was puzzled. It couldn't be pulled out on the waist, so how could it be pulled out when it was carried on the back?

Are we going to solve this eternal mystery today?

In the midst of the crowd's attention, this great shaman led two of his men and quickly walked to the ceremony stage and stood there. Before he could set up the score, the old man asked: "What's your name?"

Just like an adult asking a child, casually and easily.

Poof, the whole place erupted.

Aren't you the son of the great shaman?Why don't you know your name yet?

Before the mage could speak, the two men next to him shouted loudly: "How outrageous! Did you ask for the great shaman's name?"

The old Taoist looked at the two of them coldly: "You two can leave alive if you cut off one of your arms."

The audience was instantly dead silent.

Only three cameras were still rolling.

The two men didn't think there was anything wrong with the old Tao at first, but after he took a look at it, the pores all over their bodies suddenly exploded, and cold air came out from the bone marrow. They finally realized that they were nothing in front of the old Tao. If they had just If the old man takes action, they will die countless times.

The sorcerer, who claimed to be the great shaman, finally spoke, and his voice was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, stirring throughout the auditorium:

"Crazy man! I am the Martial Shaman who was officially launched at the Yakut [-] Tribal Shaman Conference and won [-] consecutive battles. But you, you colluded with that bitch Anna to plot against the Wen Shaman and stole the gods." Clothes wand!

I chose this time to let everyone in the world know the crimes of you two evil beasts. Today you hand over the divine clothes and divine staff and commit suicide yourself. I can let that bitch Anna go, otherwise..."

"Hahaha!" The old Taoist suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

He was filled with murderous intent, and the temperature in the entire auditorium seemed to have suddenly dropped ten degrees. Except for the old soldier's old eyes, which shone brightly, everything else changed color!

The old man’s laughter stopped abruptly:

"I didn't want to be a great shaman, but you brought the magic sword. Today I also give an explanation to the world: I killed Wensa because she killed my father. However, you insulted my sister. !

Nothing can wash away but your blood.You said you were the Wusa who won out of the Eighty Tribes. If I kill you, wouldn’t it mean that I am the Wusa?Very good, come on stage and let the world witness it! "

At the end of the sentence, there was thunder and lightning, and the rumble was deafening.

The audience's blood was boiling with excitement. Damn it, this wedding was so awesome. It was so awesome!

Xia Chuan quickly stretched out his hand to signal everyone to step back, but Binglan still refused to step back and was dragged down by everyone.

The mage snorted coldly: "I don't know how high the sky is, but you think you can kill me just by killing Wen Sa? I don't need three moves to defeat Wen Sa!"

"Really?" The old man smiled cruelly: "I only used one shot."

The audience was immediately shocked. Was it wrong? Did you shoot him with a gun?You really can't say it so frankly, can you?

The mage was so angry that his cassock shook, "How shameless! I originally wanted to expose your plot against Wensa in public, but I didn't expect you to admit it on your own initiative!"

The old Taoist was furious: "Fuck you, grandma! Did you dig up Wensa's grave? You dared to dig up the grave I buried with my own hands. If I don't break all your bones today, I won't call you an old Taoist!"

The mage was so angry that he pointed at the old Taoist and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give you a chance, but you need to take out the magic clothes and magic staff first!"

The old Taoist sneered contemptuously: "No, I am Wu Sa, my sister is Wen Sa, and you are a dead person."

Everyone trembled.

The victory has been decided without a fight, which is indeed the style of Wusa.

The mage was so angry that he rushed to the ceremony stage. The two stood five meters apart. He said boldly: "I will make you die miserably..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly choked.

The audience was stunned.

The old man took out a pistol from his arms, removed the magazine, checked the bullets, and then loaded the magazine with a click.

Except for Binglan who breathed a sigh of relief, everyone else felt miserable.

The mage shouted angrily: "How dare you pretend to be the son of the great shaman? Do you still have any Yakut blood?"

The old Taoist curled his lips and said: "You are so bloody, why did you throw away the knife? You have a sixteen-foot knife, and I only have half a foot of steel. You are 32 times more powerful than me. How can you say it with such shame?"

Everyone was immediately stunned.

The mage was so angry that he roared: "I didn't want to use a knife at all. Why would I use a knife to kill you, an ant?"

The old Taoist shrugged: "I didn't use a gun at all. Is it a waste of bullets to kill someone?"

Everyone laughed.

"Okay. Put them all down." After the mage finished speaking, he reached over his back and grabbed the magic sword. He threw it away with the sheath and the sword. The magic sword shot out directly and inserted into the wall with a bang, penetrating for more than a foot!

Everyone was immediately horrified. That was even inserted into the scabbard. How powerful could it be with just a casual throw?

The old man snorted coldly, threw it away, and the pistol flew out silently.

Everyone felt something was wrong. The speed seemed a bit slow?

I saw the pistol seemed to be held by a hand, flying to the handle of the magic sword... and then, it stopped motionless.

Everyone held their breath for a long time, waiting for the pistol to fall to the ground, but it didn't fall!

The handle of the knife is so narrow and round. Even if you put it by hand, you have to find a balance for a long time, right?

But the veteran just threw it away without even looking at it, and it was actually stable?

Everyone was very puzzled.

The mage's expression finally changed.

The cheeks of the two men were already twitching.

The old military leader exclaimed in horror: "This is spiritual power!"