Warren's Rise and Fall

Wang Lunwo and the other five had just finished a fierce battle. They were a little tired and retreated to a corner to rest. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, and everyone had scars of varying degrees.

But it was obvious that someone was planning to take advantage of the conflict between the two. Ximen Langya, a cunning guy, stepped forward and spoke slowly, "Boy, I saw that your fight just now was quite strange. Did you use some unknown skills? If you hand over the skills, I won't add insult to injury." There was a greedy light in his narrow eyes, and a smug smile on his face, as if he had Wang Lunwo and others in his grasp.

Nangong Haoqiang also echoed, "Yes, as long as you hand over the skills, we won't embarrass you." Dongfang Ziwu and Beiye Suqing behind him also took a step forward. It was obvious that they had already discussed and wanted to seize the strange skills that Wang Lunwo had used before. These four people were usually known for their ruthlessness and cunning in the martial arts world. Now seeing Wang Lunwo display a mysterious and powerful skill in the battle, they were even more tempted.

"Dongfang Ziwu, Ximen Langya, Nangong Haoqiang, Beiye Suqing, do you still have any shame to take advantage of the situation?" Sima Yan'er asked loudly. Her eyebrows were raised, and her beautiful face was flushed with anger. Sima Yan'er was straightforward and could not stand such despicable behavior.

Zhangsun Mingzhi also had a cold and resolute look on his face, "Have you forgotten that my Zhangsun family is not a small family either?" Zhangsun Mingzhi, as a descendant of the Zhangsun family, could not allow others to trample on the family's honor and dignity. He tightly grasped the sword in his hand, his eyes revealing determination and majesty.

Wang Lunwo actually laughed out loud at this time, "If you want it, just come and get it yourself." He was desperate and saw clearly that these people were robbing openly, so he didn't intend to give them a chance to live. His laughter seemed particularly abrupt in this tense atmosphere, as if it was a provocation to the enemy.

The two casual cultivators behind the three men did not say anything when they saw this, but just tightened their weapons. They knew that since they had chosen Wang Lunwo, they could only go down this path until the end.

"In that case, we won't be polite." Ximen Langya rushed over first, the long knife in his hand flashing with cold light, slashing straight at Wang Lunwo. Nangong Haoqiang, Dongfang Ziwu, and Beiye Suqing followed closely behind, and the four of them instantly formed an encirclement, trapping Wang Lunwo and others in the middle.

Wang Lunwo met Ximen Langya with a shield and an axe in his hand. His eyes were full of anger. These people who took advantage of my misfortune and tried to use my skills deserved death. Ximen Langya opened his eyes wide, and the long knife in his hand chopped down directly at Wang Lunwo's head with a sharp wind. Wang Lunwo was not afraid at all, and raised his shield to block it upwards. There was a loud "clang" sound, and sparks flew from the collision of metal. The huge impact made Wang Lunwo's arm numb slightly, but he gritted his teeth and resisted.

At the same time, the axe was swung from bottom to top, heading straight for Ximen Langya's abdomen. Ximen Langya reacted quickly and dodged sideways, but his clothes were still cut by the axe blade. He became angry and his sword skills became more and more fierce, attacking Wang Lunwo like a storm. Wang Lunwo responded calmly, blocking left and right with his shield and counterattacking flexibly with his axe.

On the other side, the battle between the two casual cultivators and Nangong Haoqiang and Dongfang Ziwu became more and more intense. San Xiu Jia held a long sword, and the sword flowers flew, trying to break through Nangong Haoqiang's defense. Nangong Haoqiang relied on his superb martial arts and rich combat experience to firmly defend himself, and launched counterattacks from time to time, with the long spear in his hand like a dragon out of the sea, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at San Xiu Jia's vital points.

The duel between San Xiu Yi and Dongfang Ziwu was equally fierce. Dongfang Ziwu held two maces, each of which was as powerful as the wind, and each strike was as powerful as a thousand pounds. San Xiu Yi waved his broadsword and tried his best to resist. The veins on his forehead bulged, and he shouted loudly to give himself courage. Every time the weapons collided, his palms hurt, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.

On the side of Changsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er, Changsun Mingzhi's long sword was like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, and the sword's force was tricky, piercing Beiye Suqing's throat. Beiye Suqing waved his mace to block the sword's force, and at the same time, he smashed forward, trying to threaten Changsun Mingzhi. Sima Yan'er attacked from the side, and the short sword in her hand stabbed Beiye Suqing's ribs like lightning. Beiye Suqing was caught in a dilemma and was exhausted.

Since I have already alerted others, I don't need to hide it. Wang Lunwo seized the opportunity and suddenly used the gravity circle. In an instant, Ximen Langya felt that the air around him seemed to have turned into lead blocks, extremely heavy, and his movements suddenly became slow. Wang Lunwo took the opportunity to chop down fiercely with an axe. Ximen Langya couldn't dodge in time, and his head was chopped off in an instant, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

There were four people when they came, but only three were left in a blink of an eye. Dongfang Ziwu, Nangong Haoqiang and Beiye Suqing were all surprised. This was completely different from their previous plan of waiting for the opportunity to capture Wang Lunwo and others. They originally thought that Wang Lunwo and others had just experienced a great battle and were already exhausted, but they didn't expect that Wang Lunwo actually had such a powerful killer move.

Wang Lunwo would not give them time to think. Since he had already started killing, there was no need to hold back. He followed suit and flew towards the next victim like a hungry tiger.

Dongfang Ziwu, Nangong Haoqiang and Beiye Suqing were shocked when they saw this scene. However, before they could recover from the shock, Wang Lunwo had already pounced on Beiye Suqing like a ghost. Under the influence of the gravity circle, Beiye Suqing lost his balance and his movements became extremely clumsy. Sima Yan'er and Changsun Mingzhi took the opportunity to attack at the same time, and the three weapons instantly penetrated his body. Beiye Suqing screamed and died on the spot.

The remaining Nangong Haoqiang and Dongfang Ziwu were both terrified, but they did not intend to beg for mercy. After all, the bodies of Gongsun Xiaoren and Ximen Langya were not yet completely cold. They knew that begging for mercy would be useless, and they could only fight to the death and perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope. The two of them burst out with all their strength at this time, and their blood and qi were surging, and their moves became more and more fierce.

Wang Lunwo was worried that the two casual cultivators would be injured, which would be detrimental to the situation ahead, so he did not hesitate and the scene reappeared. Under the blessing of the gravity circle, Nangong Haoqiang and Dongfang Ziwu were no match for them at all and died one after another. Their bodies fell to the ground, and their blood stained the ground red.

Nangong Haoqiang saw Wang Lunwo coming and waved his spear wildly, trying to force the two casual cultivators to retreat, and turned to escape. How could casual cultivator A let him do what he wanted? He rushed forward and stabbed his back with his long sword. Nangong Haoqiang felt the danger behind him and turned around to block with his spear. At this moment, Wang Lunwo used the gravity circle again, and Nangong Haoqiang suddenly felt his body heavy and his movements became slow. Random cultivator B seized the opportunity and swung his sword, chopping Nangong Haoqiang's leg. Nangong Haoqiang was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Wang Lunwo showed no mercy and ended his life with an axe.

At this time, only Dongfang Ziwu was left, his eyes full of fear and despair. But he still refused to give up resistance, swinging his two maces vigorously. Wang Lunwo sneered, and once again used the gravity circle, and then pounced on Dongfang Ziwu like a tiger descending from the mountain. Under the suppression of gravity, Dongfang Ziwu's resistance seemed so weak. Wang Lunwo's axe drew an arc, and Dongfang Ziwu's head fell to the ground.

"So strong!" The leader of the Five Elements Palace was glad that he did not bring anyone to add insult to injury. After all, Wang Lunwo's performance just now showed that he had not tried his best. He was secretly afraid that if he had just impulsively participated in it, the disciples of the Five Elements Palace would have suffered heavy casualties.

"Have you figured out anything, sir?" The leader of the Liuyi Sect turned to ask the leader of the Qixing Holy Land.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's probably a rare type of gravity blessing. If I hadn't heard about it from my senior master before, I probably wouldn't have recognized it." The leader of the Seven Star Holy Land was also a little scared at this time. After all, the blessing effect of the gravity circle was amazing. I wonder if Wang Lunwo has developed other uses for the gravity circle. They looked at Wang Lunwo and others from afar, full of awe and fear.

Wang Lunwo also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He looked at his companions. Zhangsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er were slightly injured, but fortunately they were only minor injuries. However, their eyes were full of the joy of victory. Although the two casual cultivators were exhausted, they were also glad that they could survive this fierce battle.

Chang Sun Mingzhi looked at Wang Lunwo's figure and smiled foolishly unconsciously. It seems that my brother has grown to the point where I can only look up to him.