At this time, Feng Qingyang's face turned from purple to black, especially the bitten area on his neck, which had festered and black poisonous blood was flowing out.
Feng Qingyang's brain kept feeling sleepy, and even breathing felt like someone was holding his throat.
When he heard Jing Zhou's words, he was even more angry and trembling all over.
He had never heard such poisonous words in his life!
He had difficulty breathing originally, and now his chest felt like it was being pressed by a huge boulder.
Feng Qingyang spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, pointed at Jingzhou tremblingly, and said: "Bah, God is not blind, let you, a traitor of the Demon Cult, gain power, even if I die, I will not let you go!"
"The old guy is still arrogant, now it's hard to bear! After a wild boar was bitten by my centipede, it fell to the ground and kept twitching and screaming in pain. You old man is just like that pig, but still
You have some backbone, but you didn’t say anything.”
"Having said that, the more you say, the more poisonous you will be. You'd better say less, but you have to hold on for a while. I still have a lot of things to say. If you die like this, then my words
Wouldn’t it be impossible to hear it?”
Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Feng Qingyang's blood surged up. He opened his eyes and pointed at Jing Zhou. Before he could say anything, black blood came out of his nose and ears, and he fell to the ground.
"you you..."
Feng Qingyang's body twitched continuously on the ground, and he died without saying a few words.
Jing Zhou didn't expect that the old man was so narrow-minded. Before he could say a few words, he was so angry that he vomited blood, became so angry that he died of poison.
He still has a lot to say!
Now that Feng Qingyang is dead, he can no longer care about it.
"I am the most honest person. If I say I will send you to see the King of Hell, I will definitely send you to see the King of Hell. The scenery at the bottom of this cliff is beautiful, and it is more than enough to make a cemetery for you. Don't call me stingy."
Hanging the blood jade centipede on his wrist again, Jing Zhou kicked Feng Qingyang's body into the bottom of the cliff.
Now, even if Feng Qingyang is not poisoned to death, he will still be thrown to death.
A generation of sword masters, who had dominated the world for decades, died under this cliff, and even his bones no longer existed.
The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.
After entering this world, how many people will be able to die well?
Duan Yu's bad luck, falling off a cliff and not dying but still getting martial arts secrets, is not something everyone can do.
"What a baby, what a baby"
After dealing with Feng Qingyang, Jingzhou kept stroking the blood jade centipede.
He didn't expect it to be so poisonous!
In the days before, although Jingzhou kept feeding it with various poisonous insects and knew that it was highly poisonous, Jingzhou had no intuitive feeling about how toxic it was.
Now, Feng Qingyang was just bitten on the neck by the centipede, and he couldn't hold it back for a while. This made Jingzhou like the blood jade centipede even more, and it was not in vain that he used his internal energy to nourish it every day.
it.
It's a pity that this centipede just can't withstand the sword. Otherwise, why would I have said one more word to distract Feng Qingyang's heart before and just slap him in the face?
After hanging up the centipede, Jing Zhou turned around and smiled, saying to himself: "It is a great blessing to get this centipede. People can't be too greedy. It's unreasonable to force anything else."
At this time, Jingzhou vaguely felt that the connection between himself and heaven and earth was closer.
He didn't feel this way before, but after he kicked Feng Qingyang off the cliff just now, this weak feeling suddenly appeared.
In the past, he saw mountains as mountains and water as water, but now, he can faintly feel the power of heaven and earth.
This inexplicable feeling made him feel so magical.
Although he didn't know why, being able to feel the majesty of heaven and earth was not a bad thing in his opinion.
At this time, no one came to disturb him anymore, and Jingzhou returned to the cave to learn the swordsmanship.
...
In Luoyang City, Linghu Chong still met Xiang Wentian.
On this day, Xiang Wentian introduced Linghu Chong to Ren Woxing.
Ever since Ren Woxing came out of the dungeon, he has been gathering his former subordinates. This Xiang Wentian is undoubtedly his number one thug, his hard-core younger brother.
Except for Xiang Wentian, even though Ren Woxing tried his best, used all means, and used coercion and inducement, there were not many people gathered under him, and there were almost none who were highly skilled in martial arts.
How could he be willing to do this!
When he comes out this time, he will definitely go to Blackwood Cliff, kill Dongfang Bubai, and take back the Sun and Moon God Sect.
But it's obviously not possible to achieve anything by just relying on these crooked melons and cracked dates.
Although he hated Dongfang Bubai and wanted to crush him to ashes, he had to admit that Dongfang Bubai's martial arts was indeed superb.
"Haha, come to think of it, this is Brother Linghu. It is just like what Brother Xiang said, he is elegant and uninhibited, and he is the best among men."
When he saw Linghu Chong, Ren Woxing put down his arrogance and pulled him enthusiastically, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"The leader is really wise. This is Mr. Feng's successor, Brother Linghu."
"Brother Linghu is really good at swordsmanship, and I am indeed far inferior to him."
That day, after Linghu Chong was stabbed by Jing Zhou's sword, he was sent back to Huashan.
During the days when he was recuperating in Huashan Mountain, Linghu Chong couldn't bear the loneliness, so he took some wine and secretly drank it over the cliff. He drank until he was high up, and kept praising Tian Boguang and Jing Zhou's skills. This actually attracted Feng Qing's attention.
Yang, learned the Dugu Nine Swords.
As the protagonist, Linghu Chong has always had many opportunities.
If he hadn't had such a free and easy personality, even if he had half the scheming skills of Yue Buqun, Huashan would probably be able to prosper after being passed on to him.
With the Dugu Nine Swords in hand, he was considered a prominent figure in the world, so he was noticed by Ren Woxing.
If he wants to kill Dongfang Bubai, he cannot fight alone. He needs to find a few helpers. There is no need to be moral when dealing with a villain like Dongfang Bubai!
When Linghu Chong was praised by Xiang Wentian, he hurriedly said humbly: "Brother Xiang is over-praised. I was just lucky enough to win one and a half moves. If it were a life and death fight, I would definitely not be able to compare with Brother Xiang."
"However, when it comes to people with strong martial arts skills, there is one person who I admire very much!"
Speaking of this, Linghu Chong thought that it was Jing Zhou who killed Tian Boguang.
A good player like Tian Boguang couldn't even make a few moves under Jingzhou. This was because Jingzhou was playing tricks on him.
Although Linghu Chong didn't like Jingzhou's personality, he still admired his kung fu very much.
It's a pity that he didn't know at this time that his respected Grand Master Uncle Feng Qingyang had died in Jing Zhou's hands, otherwise, he wouldn't have any admiration at this time.
This aroused Xiang Wentian's curiosity, and he couldn't help but say: "There is actually someone whom Brother Linghu admires. I wonder, who is this person?"
In Xiang Wentian's view, Linghu Chong can be said to be a leader among the younger generation. Even those from the older generation will most likely be defeated by Linghu Chong.
Even if he is himself, isn't he no match for Linghu Chong?
Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and said: "Young Master Jing, people in the world call him the Master to ward off evil spirits. Although my swordsmanship is good, but compared with Mr. Master to ward off evil spirits, I'm afraid it's even worse."
"Brother Linghu, have you ever seen the evil master? Although he killed a lot of people in Hengyang City that day, he has already been reincarnated."
Xiang Wentian has never met Jingzhou, and has only heard of Jingzhou's name. The only thing he knows about Jingzhou is that he washed his hands in the golden basin of Hengshan Mountain, where Jingzhou and hundreds of martial arts righteous men perished together.
Linghu Chong said: "I have seen Master Jixie's sword skills a few times, as fast as a ghost. Although I can see the flaws in his sword skills, I can't keep up with the speed of his sword. His sword is already incredibly fast.
!”
Xiang Wentian sighed and said: "There is such a swordsmanship in the world!"