"Tsk tsk tsk! He is a master of the third-grade martial king level, but as a result, there are only two thousand spirit stones in the storage bag. Isn't this too poor, right?"
After robbing the spirit stone, Jiang He looked at everyone again and said, "Are you going to die? Or do you want the spirit stone?"
At this time, everyone looked at Old Long and the other three!
Now the three of them are the backbone of everyone! If they die, these people will naturally collapse!
"This kid is a bit evil! Let's go together! Don't give him a chance!"
Boss Long shouted.
In an instant, the three of them moved!
Two half-step martial saints! First-grade third-grade martial kings! The three of them are together, and I am afraid that even ordinary martial saints can't stop them!
But unfortunately, they are facing rivers!
"Come on the knife!"
Wow!
The demon sword nailed to the tree flew back to Jiang He's hands in an instant!
Faced with the siege of the three people, Jiang He was slow and slow. He put the knife in his backhand, put the knife in his left waist, and half-squatted his body, making a knife drawing posture.
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost!"
Lai Youcai snorted coldly and rushed out the first one!
And Jiang He also opened his eyes at this time!
Draw the knife! Retract the knife!
The whole process took only 0:1 second! Before everyone could react, Lai Youcai's eyes widened! His head took off his body and rolled to the ground!
The third-rank Martial King! He fell here!
The strong King of Wu was like a native chicken and a tile dog in front of the river! Kill it as soon as you say it!
At this time, Old Long and Niang Cai were both a little scared, and both of them had no intention of fighting again!
Just kidding! The third-rank Wu King killed him if he said he would! They were probably looking for death when they went up!
At this time, Cai Niang hurriedly said, "Brother! There is no mortal grudge between us! You can't do anything! Why don't we make friends and turn war into jade?"
After hearing her words, Jiang He laughed: "Haha, be my brother? Are you worthy? Isn't it what you said? The weak can only be bullied! If you see me as weak, you will bully me, you will see me as strong.
, I want to be friends with me. Do you think I am a fool?"
"Go to die!"
Wow!
The sword light rang again! A moment later, Cai Niang's body fell to the ground.
At this moment, everyone was panicked!
The half-step Martial Saint is as weak as a native dog in front of Jianghe! He is no match at all!
At this time, their morale was disintegrating!
Old Long no longer had the heart to fight again! With a plop! Old Long knelt down directly for Jiang He!
"Give me my life!"
Jiang He said with a cold face, "One of the people present today counts as one, and they all have to die!"
Jianghe has given them a chance, but they don’t cherish it themselves!
Just as Jianghe was about to start a massacre, a sound came from the Shaolin Temple.
"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is endless. Turn back and stop, let's stop!"
I saw a monk wearing a cassock walking out of the temple. He held a Zen stick in his hand and his face was full of Buddha's will.
After seeing him, Old Long's eyes lit up: "Abbot! You must save my life, Abbot!"
The abbot of Shaolin Temple is extremely powerful! It is rumored that the abbot of Shaolin Temple was already the first-class martial saint ten years ago! His current strength is probably unfathomable!