Chapter 974: 　The Dancer and the Killing Tavern

Zhongzhou is a magical land with vast resources.
Adding up the boundaries of the four regions in the south, east, north and west, there is no Zhongzhou University.
Zhongzhou, although named after a state, is a vast and boundless land.
Compared with Zhongzhou, the Four Sides and Four Domains are simply a place of alienation.
In this land, a hundred powers contend for hegemony, and the great powers and powerful clans dominate this land, and the eight great clans only dominate this land on the clear.
Here, there are ancient tribes from various quarters, and there are also forbidden places that make people fearful.
Hongfeng Mountain, there are no historical sites, nor is it a famous mountain or river, nor is it a forbidden place for people to hear about it. If Tianwu Mountain still has a little bit of light, it is just the red maple that is full of mountains and plains.
Every time the red maple is in full bloom, countless self-proclaimed people come to visit the mountains.
Everyone knows that there is a family of Wu surnamed living on Hongfeng Mountain. Dancers are not wealthy and prominent families. There are only more than a dozen tribesmen who live here and guard the life of Hongfeng Mountain.
They rarely go down the mountain. They live on the top of Hongfeng Mountain and hardly contact anyone.
An ordinary small family, even if there are two martial artists, it is only a small true soul realm, and no one will look at it at all.
They are forgotten in the corner of Zhongzhou, few people will remember.
No one knows that this small family with only a dozen members has been fighting life and death with the Slaughter Tavern for many years.
The Killing Tavern, the name few people know, but if you mention the Killer Organization, I'm afraid nobody doesn't know it.
The killer organization is just what ordinary people call it. In the mouth of the real strong, this organization is called the Killing Tavern, and it is also one of the strongest forces in Zhongzhou.
Wu Huanjin came from this dancer with only a dozen members.
When Wu Huanjin took the prismatic spar from Ye Yusheng’s hand, a breath of shock burst out from Hongfeng Mountain. That breath broke the clouds on the horizon and shattered beyond Hongfeng Mountain. Countless mountains and rivers.
An old woman wearing ordinary linen walked out from the top of the mountain, stepped down, the starry river under her feet turned, and the second step down, the old woman had appeared above Hongwu Pass.
Hongwu Pass is one of the strongest passes in Zhongzhou. In this city, there is an inconspicuous little tavern. There are only two men and one shopkeeper on weekdays.
When the old woman appeared here, a giant palm that fell from the sky fell down and shot at the humble tavern in Hongwu Pass.
The two guys in the tavern suddenly changed their bodies and became king-level warriors. Feeling the pressure from the top of their heads, they acted boldly, and their figures rose into the sky.
"Bang, bang..."
The two figures exploded into blood mist, their blood was wiped out instantly, and the soul wanted to escape, but was directly crushed by that palm.
As soon as the vision of heaven and earth was about to appear, the old woman just glanced back, and defeated the vision that should have appeared when the king died, as if even the rules of heaven and earth had to make this old woman three points.
"boom."
The tavern was slapped into ruins by the old woman.
What is amazing is that this palm that covers the sky only hurts the tavern, and a grocery store next to the tavern did not even hurt a weed on the roof, and did not even shake it.
The tavern was smashed, and the next moment it reunited as if going back in time.
"Hey."
A sword flew out from the tavern and pierced the palm of his hand.
The old woman's expression remained unchanged, her palm was pressed down again, and the sword pierced her palm, and her palm once again smashed the tavern into ruins.
"Finally."
In the tavern, the opening of the shopkeeper, among its pupils, seemed to have the sun, moon, stars, and rivers turning, and the majestic breath of the vast sea rose into the sky, banging against the palm of the old woman.
"boom!"
The palm of the shopkeeper was directly crushed, and then the palm of his hand fell again, and he held it in the palm of his hand. With a ‘bang’, the shopkeeper of the Half Emperor’s cultivation base was squeezed and exploded.
"Roar!"
The shopkeeper was reborn from the blood, with fury on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was deep fear.
The sword that pierced the old woman's palm flew back and fell into the hands of the shopkeeper.
"Humph."
The old woman snorted coldly. This time, she raised the dragon head cane in her hand, a little bit empty, and with a ‘boom’, a figure flew out of the dragon head cane and rushed downward.
The face of the tavern treasurer suddenly changed.
"Ugh."
A sigh came from the tavern. An ordinary-looking old man wearing a scarf, holding a kitchen knife and a little vegetable leaf on it, walked out of the door of the tavern, raised his head and asked the old woman standing in the sky: "Why the lady is so angry."
"Zheng!"
The kitchen knife flew out of the old man's hand, greeted the fallen figure.
The two collided in the void, and there was not much bursting roar, only invisible ripples spreading. After a while, the kitchen knife burst and flew, but the figure fell again, and a ‘poof’ pierced the center of the shopkeeper’s eyebrows.
The shopkeeper's body instantly froze in place.
The face of the old man holding a kitchen knife changed, and he quickly stepped forward and patted the shopkeeper.
"Wow!"
A big mouthful of blood spurted from the shopkeeper's mouth, and the half-emperor's breath fell crazily. In the blink of an eye, it fell to the King Realm Dacheng, and then to the middle of the King Realm, and did not stop until the early stage of the King Realm.
The temple of the old man with a kitchen knife throbbed: "Does the madam want to fight my killing tavern?"
"You are not qualified to talk to the old man."
The old woman's body was bent, as if a gust of wind could blow down, her eyes didn't stop at the old man holding a kitchen knife, and she calmly said, "Call the old man from the landlord to come out to see the old man."
"Otherwise, the old man doesn't mind razing the headquarters of your killing tavern to the ground."
The words of the old woman were full of boundless domineering.
"Haha."
As soon as the old woman's voice fell, an old man with a broom walked out in the tavern, looked at the old woman and smiled: "Mrs. Wu's personality really hasn't changed at all."
"The king and landlord."
The old woman’s eyes were full of accountability, and she scolded: "My great-grandson’s death, if you kill the tavern today, if you don’t give the old man an account, just wait for the start of the war. Either your killing tavern was destroyed or my dancer was killed. Genocide."
"hiss."
The old man holding the broom immediately took a breath: "What does Mrs. Wu mean by this?"
"literal meaning."
"..."
The old man pondered, then nodded, and a magic ball appeared in his hand.
The next moment, the magic ball lights up, and there are constantly flashing shadows inside. After a while, the picture freezes. In that picture, a beautiful woman with a prismatic spar on her eyebrows is being pursued and killed.
The old man looked gloomy and ordered to the chef carrying a kitchen knife: "Go, find the nine-star killer Wentian, and you will send him to Hongfeng Mountain."
"Yes."
The body of the old man holding a kitchen knife disappeared instantly.
"Madame Wu is still satisfied?" Wang Dizhu, the old man who was regarded as the king of killers in the outside world, said softly.
"...I have few dancers, one life is not enough, and one more Ye Wudao tea."
"it is good."