Wang Pingyang's flying sword fell to the ground, creating a deep ravine in the blood-soaked soil and sand, and then flew back to Wang Pingyang's hand.
Feijian was shaking uncontrollably.
Wang Pingyang's body also shook.
He did not hear the conversation between Huang Qiutang and Wang Xianrui in the camp, but at this time, looking at the Demon Sect member on the boat, he had already guessed the Demon Sect's intention.
Getting something for nothing is not praised in any orthodox books, but in fact it is, who doesn’t like getting something for nothing?
The rapid improvement of one's cultivation for nothing is definitely a temptation that most practitioners in the world cannot get rid of, especially when the spiritual famine is approaching and the improvement of one's realm seems even more slim.
When a traveler on a journey is very hungry and thirsty, he sees a sweet and juicy fruit, how can he control his desire to eat it, not to mention that after tasting this fruit, it seems to be non-toxic and very delicious.
If a promising young cultivator like him swallows such a fruit...then the final result will be that he will become a flock of sheep grazed by the Demon Sect, and will be slaughtered and eaten at any time.
No matter how many benefits the Demon Sect can get from them, how much cultivation can be improved through them, as far as the war between the two dynasties is concerned, just the temptation of such a skill has turned many outstanding young practitioners of the Southern Dynasties into enemies.
The future is ruined.
This member of the Demon Sect practiced similar techniques to him, but the other party's technique was obviously more complete and more powerful than the one he received from the Demon Sect.
Because he can only draw strength from the vitality of those who have just died, but this member of the Demon Sect wearing a strange bird helmet can even draw strength directly from him.
Those fresh deaths are the food for him to become stronger, and he is just the food for this demon sect's followers.
Tigers and wolves can still fight with lions on the grassland, but insects on the grass blades cannot compete with roosters looking for food.
"Don't be afraid of him."
However, at this moment, a strange voice reached his ears.
He didn't turn his head and sensed that the man was walking out of the tent behind him.
"So you're already awake?" Wang Pingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little awakened.
"You and I are stronger than him."
Wang Xianrui stood behind Wang Pingyang and said softly: "You tried the magic with yourself because you wanted to defeat the Demon Sect, but I tried the magic with myself just because I thought I might be able to get powerful power. Compared with you, I am really not as good as you."
"In the beginning, people practiced cultivation just because they had a hard time surviving, competing with God for their fate, and wanting to hold life and death in their own hands. The reason why I do this is just to hold my own destiny in my own hands and not be controlled by others." Wang Pingyang
said.
"Please believe me." Wang Xianrui said seriously.
"Okay." Wang Pingyang nodded.
Wang Xianrui said nothing more. He raised his hand slightly and slapped all the medicine needles between his fingers into the flesh and blood on Wang Pingyang's back.
Wang Pingyang groaned.
These needles were very thin, and as Wang Xianrui's power moved through his body instantly, an unimaginable amount of medicinal power surged out of the tiny needle bodies.
The power of these medicines hit his body instantly like a torrent.
His heart felt as if someone had grabbed it hard, squeezed it, and then released it.
The colors in his pupils were constantly changing.
The world in front of him quickly faded, everything turned gray, but it became clearer and sharper.
There were countless slight sounds in his body that others could not detect.
Many of the fine dust-like knots deep in his flesh and blood that he could not detect before were broken and washed away by the medicinal gas.
"If he eats, let him eat."
The medical officer's voice continued behind his ears, "If you eat too much, you will naturally be poisoned to death."
Wang Pingyang took a deep breath and said softly: "How do you know the Demon Sect's skills?"
"coincide."
Wang Xianrui's eyes crossed the chaotic battlefield and fell on the Demon Sect member in the distance. "The Demon Sect's skills were not created by himself."
Wang Pingyang somewhat understood.
He didn't say anything anymore, because at this moment, the second feather of the Demon Sect member had already flown over.
There was a crackling sound.
Before the original Taoist took action, his flying sword flew out.
When his flying sword rushed out, the true energy in his body flowed rapidly, and the moment it spurted out from his fingertips, he felt that the medicinal gas permeating his body was like a violent poison, constantly attacking his true energy.
melt.
And in the next moment, he felt that his true essence was constantly growing, and thorns were constantly growing on the edge of every tiny ray of true essence.
There was a muffled sound.
His flying sword collided with the feather.
The flying sword swayed violently, as if it was hit by a hill, and fell again.
Wang Pingyang groaned in pain.
In the eyes of everyone in the Northern Wei Dynasty, his pain at this time should come from his flying sword being hit hard. However, what really caused him pain was the true energy flowing in his body, like countless thorns.
It grew wildly and pierced his meridians.
The true energy in his body was constantly changing under the attack of the medicinal energy.
A strange light flashed in the depths of the original Taoist's eyes.
He could clearly sense the changes in the true energy in Wang Pingyang's body at this time. He was certain that Wang Pingyang's true energy power had not increased substantially at this time. Compared with the true energy power of the demon sect member, it was still much higher.
There was a big gap, but looking at the medical officer's confident eyes, he had an inexplicable feeling. He felt that he did not need to help these two people anymore.
Chen Jinru raised his head.
He was very close to Wang Pingyang and the medical officer, so he could clearly see the face of the medical officer who walked out of the camp.
He looked at the medical officer and instantly understood who this person was.
In the next moment, he looked at the figure of Lin Yi charging ahead, and instantly knew why this medical officer was here.
He shook his head, not feeling much anger, just surprised.
…
The boat is closer to the north wall.
The member of the Demon Sect on the boat suddenly narrowed his eyes.
In his opinion, his second blow should defeat Wang Pingyang's flying sword, and the injuries caused should make it impossible for Wang Pingyang to use the flying sword again.
However, what he didn't expect was that the shrill sound of breaking through the air started again.
In Wang Pingyang's painful groan, the flying sword jumped up in the mud waves, with a fierce and ruthless momentum, and instantly cut off the legs of several Northern Wei sergeants!
The bodies of several Northern Wei sergeants fell heavily to the ground. They looked at the waves of blood shooting from their feet and howled in pain!
"He won't come back."
Wang Pingyang's face was a little distorted. He looked at the Demon Sect member and said, "We have someone here who is capable of killing him. Also, he seems to feel something is wrong."
"Then let's go there." Wang Xianrui hesitated and said.