Chapter 715 Body Controller

"Is the owner of the White House in a hurry?"

Zhao Po narrowed his eyes and asked arrogantly.

"Ha ha, you don't know that Qin Wangtang is like a depressed phoenix. Once you give them a chance to breathe, they may be able to reorganize. At that time, it was not as easy as we thought to destroy them, so please ask Zhao Zun to choose a good day and start early!"

Bai Shixiong laughed treacherously.

"Well, well, let me go back and think about it tonight!"

Zhao Po was about to get up and leave. Bai Shixiong stepped forward quickly, pressed his arm, squeezed out a flattering smile and said, "Don't worry, let's talk slowly. I heard that Jiangcheng is rich in beautiful women thousands of miles away. I specially sent someone to invite one day and night to accompany Zhao Zun to drive you for a long time."

Zhao Po's eyes lit up and looked at him with a cunning smile.

Bai Shixiong clapped his hands, and a strange fragrance suddenly gushed out of the back hall, as if a wave gushed out of the room. In an instant, it filled the whole room. The charming fragrance suddenly made everyone's heart tighten, and he couldn't help taking a few deep breaths greedily.

Zhao Po's eyes seemed to emit a bright light like two night pearls, and suddenly looked back at the beauty in the back hall.

She has long hair up to her waist, watery eyes, and her face is as white as a layer of moonlight. She is enchanting but pure. She is dressed in a light yellow translucent bud yarn and a purple-red low-cut doana, with exquisite curves at a glance. Under a cherry-colored skirt, the belt swayed between the knees, which was very seductive.

Zhao Po's eyes lit up again and again. He muttered a mouthful of saliva and calmed down. However, at this moment, he also found that the beauty was holding a small box in her hand. Looking at her laborious appearance, she could also guess that there must be a lot of money in it.

"This is a gift for the driver. Please accept it."

The red lips opened slightly. The beauty smiled with a little shyness of youth. As she spoke, she put the box on the table. Although it fell gently, it still made a heavy sound. With this muffled sound alone, the experienced Zhao Po knew how much money was in it. The already bright smile was almost full of laughter. As soon as the rough arm stopped, the beautiful woman fell into his arms obediently. A bow fell to his ear and poured out a mouthful of Xianglan. Zhao Pu trembled all over and took a deep breath.

How's it going? Zhao Zunjia, you are tired today. Why don't you go back to your room early and have a rest? What do you think about it in the future?

Bai Shixiong raised an evil smile and said paradoxically.

"No, since the owner of the White Academy looks up to Zhao, how can I push three obstacles and four actions tonight!"

Zhao Po played with the delicate beauty in his arms, but there was a cruel cold light in the corners of his eyes.

"Hahaha, okay, that's Zhao Zun's driving. I'll send someone to send all the things that should be sent to your room. After it's done, you can enjoy it!"

Bai Shixiong laughed on his back.

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After Zhao Po left Liudao and Wutang, he quickly shuttled into the remote alley like a ghost, but the route deviated from the Qin Wangtang compound.

To Wang Wujian's shock, Zhao Po was able to fly at a certain altitude, and his speed was not catching up.

Fortunately, Wang Wujian can also float in the air, but sadly, his control of spiritual power is not mature enough. Although he runs close to the ground like flying, he will suddenly jump up ten feet high from time to time because he is out of control, but he is also familiar with how to control energy all the way.

Zhao Pu finally stayed in an abandoned yard in the east of the city, where the black lights were blind and there was no movement.

"What are you doing here? Do you have a helper?"

Wang Wujian became cautious, kicked his feet, and steadily climbed on the wall to peep inside.

As soon as I climbed up the wall, a gloomy cold air came to my face. My hair was blown upside down by the wind like a fierce ghost, and my face changed slightly.

"Come in, this will be your last battle!"

The sound seemed to come from the ground, with evil and coldness from hell, and the ferocious laughter did not have a trace of humanity.

Wang Wujian's snack was shocked. It turned out that Zhao Po had already dug a trap for himself. Since he was ready to take his own life, it was in vain to escape now.

With a heavy breath of cold air, Wang Wujian jumped and fell firmly on the ground as light as a swallow.

"There's guts!"

Zhao Po's voice suddenly came from behind. At the same time, there was his sharp assault, and the powerful energy forced the calm air to produce a whirlwind, sweeping the ground and inciting the corners of his clothes.

Wang Wujian dared to jump down, how could he be unprepared? When he made a sound, he began to accumulate spiritual power, and the flashing light in the hole suddenly brightened, releasing a round of bright spiritual light on his body.

His hands were combined, and two attack groups the size of chess pieces were condensed in the palm of his hands. Wang Wujian did not dodge. When Zhao Po was one meter away from him, he suddenly took a step back from the side and hit Zhao Po with both hands. The two spiritual magic pieces flew towards Zhao Po's body.

Zhao Po is a corpse control person who often deals with dead people or zombies. Therefore, close combat is a compulsory course, and it is inevitable that the eyes are short and the hands are fast. Seeing that the two pieces came through the air like a meteor, they hurriedly punched their palms and punched them with a slam. There were two fist-shaped attack waves with the illusion of war on the fist collided with the two pieces.

A white light splashed everywhere, and both of them retreated one after another under the anti-shock force.

After a face-to-face interview, both of them have a deeper understanding of each other's strength.

Zhao Po was secretly surprised why Wang Wujian had such a strong attack power at a young age, and his breath was so strange that he had never encountered it.

Wang Wujian smiled happily, and Zhao Po's strength was not enough to kill himself.

Zhao Pu put his hands together and said something in his mouth. His eyes immediately emitted two earthy gray rays. A strange charm appeared between his palms out of thin air, and burned with a puff as he spat.

"You soldiers and corpses, now!"

After a cold drink, a man suddenly jumped out of the ground ten feet in front of Zhao Po. His clothes were ragged and his hair was loose. He couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was very strong and burly, and his cold breath made people shudder.

"I know about diving. Are there any masters who can dive into the earth?"

Wang Wujian felt uneasy.

"Kill him!"

Zhao Po put his hands together in front of his chest and shouted loudly.

The man obeyed his order as if he were a tool, and suddenly raised his head and rushed over stiffly.

In doubt, Wang Wujian took a few steps to take the lead in launching an attack and kicked his face fiercely. The man flew out ten feet away without saying a word, but who would have thought that he stood up ignorantly and continued to attack.

Wang Wujian kicked him in the air and kicked him in the air. Without waiting for him to land, he hit him more than ten meters away with a series of electric cannons and a series of punches until he destroyed a thick wall.

Wang Wujian's feet were soft and numb. He wiped a handful of cold sweat and turned his head and smiled at Zhao Po. Unexpectedly, under the broken wall, the man actually stood up again and seemed to attack unharmed.

Wang Wujian was dumbfounded. Didn't the sharp attack just now cause him any contusion? If it were an ordinary person, there would be only one breath left at this time.

"What is this?"

Wang Wujian retreated a few steps at a loss.

When he was in the hand, he grabbed his arm when he didn't pay attention. In an all moment, Wang Wujian felt that the spiritual power of his whole body was plundered by him at a very fast speed. This feeling was very different from the feeling when he saved Qin Gang last time. If the pain became stronger last time, then this time it was painfully atrophy.

Wang Wujian turned to his life. The root flew fiercely, but the man did not move, as if he had kicked someone else. Shocked, Wang Wujian flew up and kicked him in the abdomen again. Unexpectedly, he just leaned back, and there was no sign of pain.

Eyes, throat, and various fatal points, Wang Wujian hit one after another as fast as possible, but he never let the man loose at all. The spiritual power in his body passed quickly, and the great pain made him tremble all over and stand unsteadily.

"How can this freak up my spiritual power? Could it be... I..."

"Hahaha, how's it going, boy? Is it very painful to die?"

Zhao Po laughed loudly.

"Hum, during the day, you deliberately go to the chess hall to make trouble in order to see my strength, but you find that you are not sure to kill me, so you found this invincible killer?"

"He can indeed be called a killer, because only the target will die, and he will never die!"

At this moment, Wang Wujian suddenly found a yellow charm on the man's chest through the man's broken clothes. Thinking of Zhao Po's summoning and mysterious control, I expected that this charm was strange.

"Maybe, I'll let you down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. At this moment, the smile on Zhao Po's face suddenly stiffened and quickly ran over to block it. But it was too late, because Wang Wujian had grabbed the charm and pulled it hard. Although he only pulled half of it, it also lifted the shackles of the man, and his whole body retreated in vain.

Without the control effect of the symbol, the man fell to the ground like a puppet and did not move.

Zhao Po gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Wujian, and angrily pulled out a short blade half a foot long from his waist and stabbed it.

Wang Wujian lost 70% or 80% of his spiritual strength, and in addition, he could not continue to fight with severe pain. After dodging a thorn, he staggered to the ground.

When Zhao Po's second thorn was about to fall on Wang Wujian's chest, a figure seemed to fall from the sky, and a golden palm hit Zhao Po heavily.

Zhao Po shouted in panic and couldn't help flying backwards. He rolled more than ten meters on the ground before stopping. His body trembled and suddenly spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Wang Wujian looked at it in surprise, and it turned out to be the soul of the overpass.

"Go!"

The soul of the overpass grabbed Wang Wu's sword and jumped out of the high wall.

"Thank you for saving my life."

Wang Wujian thanked him sincerely, but he was surprised that he had such a terrible strength, which was unfathomable.

"Ha ha, you are also tired because of Qin Wangtang. I should save you."

The soul of the overpass said with a flat smile.

"I'm too conceited. I didn't expect that there would be an invincible strong man in the world."

Wang Wujian shook his head with a wry smile.

After hearing this, Tianqiao Tuhun was neither comforted nor sympathized, but laughed.

"Dad, are you laughing at me for not being as good as others or being too short-sighted?"

Wang Wujian asked suspiciously.

"Ha ha, it's a pity that you have lost your memory, otherwise you won't know his origin. When you meet the immortal 'strong man', you are not human at all!"

The soul of the overpass laughed.

"Not a human? Is it a ghost?"

Wang Wujian was even more surprised.

"Although he is not a ghost, he is also related to the ghost, saying that you need to know Zhao Po's identity before. He is a mysterious corpse controller who can control the corpse to fight with secret techniques. The corpse will not feel pain and breathe, so unless he is crushed to ashes, he will keep fighting. However, the corpse controller has strict requirements for the choice of the corpse. First of all, it is the dying practitioner, and he begins to cast spells before he is about to die, so as to ensure that he has the same strong combat effectiveness as before his death and never weakens. Secondly, he has to strengthen it for seven, seven or forty-nine days in the cold place, and finally injects the blood of the corpse controller. Entering his body is called a blood sacrifice, so that the blood corpse man will be done.

Tianqiao Tuhun said.

"So that's it. I said why the attack fell on him and there was no response." Wang Wujian nodded, and it was no wonder that Zhao Po would choose to start at night. "In your opinion, I think that if the corpse controller is killed, wouldn't the blood corpse man not attack and destroy himself?"

"No, once the corpse controller selects a target for the blood corpse man, he will chase you like a ghost. As long as you don't die, he will follow you, unless you can drag the sun out. This thing can't see the sun and melts when it shines, but this is only for the soldiers. Blood corpses are divided into two categories, namely, the ghost soldier and the underworld soldier. Although there is a word difference, the strength and weakness can be called a world of difference.

"In this way, Zhao Po is not the strongest among the corpse controllers?"

Wang Wujian asked with lingering flin.

"Ha ha, he is also a third-order corpse controller at best!"

Tianqiao Tu said with a smile.

"Bearly, Dad, I've always wanted to ask, how many categories of practitioners in the world are there? What kind of me am I?"

Wang Wujian asked seriously. The last question is the answer he had been looking for after he first realized that he had superhuman energy. The so-called things are gathered in class, and people are divided into groups. If you find the same practice group, you will definitely find some clues.

"In our heavenly country, it is mainly warriors. Their strength level is divided into nine levels, and there is a big gap in each level. Your strength is equivalent to a third-order warrior, but if you meet a fourth-order warrior, I'm afraid you don't even have a chance to run for your life. If you meet it at a higher level. You can't even stand a face to face, hehe, this is a digression. In addition to the warriors, there are also some messy or secret practitioners, such as dark witches and corpse controllers. But I have asked myself for decades. I have never seen a monk like you. It should be a little-known hidden faction. Maybe it has something to do with your amnesia!"

Tianqiao Tu's soul raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Without getting the most wanted answer, Wang Wujian felt a little disappointed, but also shocked. A third-order warrior can only escape in front of the fourth-order warrior, and is killed by the fifth-order warrior? Isn't the difference of the first order a world of difference?

"Would you like to feel for yourself which third-order warriors are more powerful than you?"

Tianqiao Tuhun suddenly raised his head and asked with a cunning smile.

"Uh-huh!"

Wang Wujian nodded for sure. He really wanted to verify the position of his strength among the warriors. However, can a third-order warrior come if he wants a third-order warrior?

At this moment, a crisp impact sound of armored soldiers came from far to near. It is not difficult to tell from the intensity of the sound. Their speed is very fast.

is a warrior!

The first thing Wang Wujian thought of was a group of strong armor, holding all kinds of sharp weapons, and majestic warriors. Only they could produce this kind of metal collision sound when they were running wildly.

"Kid, where are you going?"

Before the person arrived, the voice came first. A breath was unstable, and he roared in a rude and angry voice. Listening to his violent sound, you can guess that he must be a rough and strong man, at least a power-level fighter, otherwise he would not have such a deep confidence.

The voice was like the sound of a bell, wandering in Wang Wujian's ears for a few times before dispersing. At this time, the visitors also appeared in the field of vision one after another, and finally stayed ten feet away.

"Since Dad expected them to come, why didn't he tell me where they came from?"

Wang Wujian turned his head and smiled.

"Can't you guess?"

Tianqiao Tuhun playfully picked up two white but thick eyebrows and smiled.

"Are you from six or five people?"

Wang Wujian was a little surprised. Since he could afford to raise so many warriors, why did he hire Zhao Po at such a high price?

In fact, Zhao Fuming knew that Wang Wujian followed him all the way but did not make it clear. The reason was that he wanted to make a look of ignorance, so that Wang Wujian could follow at ease, and finally use the immortal blood corpse to complete the task.

On the other hand, Bai Shixiong's main purpose of hiring Zhao Po is to quickly get rid of Wang Wujian, a powerful opponent, not Qin Gang. He is the owner of the Qin Wangtang courtyard, not to say that killing can be killed. And in order to prevent accidents, he secretly sent warriors to supervise. If Zhao Po failed, the rest of the tasks would be carried out by them.

"Yes, this is one of the largest capitals in the six paths and five halls. One of the nine people is a third-order warrior, two who is about to enter the third-order warrior, three second-order warriors, and three first-order warriors. Unfortunately, there are not enough people, otherwise I can take this opportunity to eradicate them all!"

Tianqiao Tuhun said very calmly, not paying attention to these aggressive warriors at all, and a cold murderous atmosphere appeared on his kind face.

But Wang Wujian did not doubt the old man's words. What he was worried about was that if this group of warriors rushed up, the old man would not be able to stand it. Maybe with red eyes and all nine warriors were solved by him, then he would not have to experiment.