Chapter 63 Fortunately, King Dog, you arrived in time
Jiang Pinghe took a deep breath, punched his chest, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth.
His heart was already damaged, and now he was hammering his chest like this. This was simply asking for death!
But this is not a simple courting of death, but a planned courting of death.
The blood spurting out of his mouth was blood from his heart.
And the blood that spurted out did not fall, but condensed into a blood sword in mid-air.
This is evil magic!
The evil spirits follow the wrong path and kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to themselves.
However, Jiang Pinghe has already lost eight thousand to himself, so he might as well lose another eight hundred!
The blood sword exuded an indescribable fishy smell, which made Wang Dong frown.
Blood Demon Ancestor Fang Lang was right when he said that Jiang Pinghe was already a Xiantian realm warrior at his age, yet he was still so flashy.
Stealing the limelight from their young people!
Can't bear it.
The hand holding the Leihen knife tightened and he took a deep breath.
This is the first time in his life that he has fought against the innate realm, a fight of life and death, a fair fight!
And he is still a mid-term innate, which is enough to record in the history books.
Inexplicably excited, so exciting.
It's a pity that boy Li Xuanjing returned to Taixu Sword Sect, otherwise it would be great to write it down in his little notebook and beautify it.
"Wang Dong, you'd better kneel down and take this sword from me."
"Why?"
"Kneel down and die honestly. I will let you die in a dignified way. At least, I won't touch your face."
Wang Dong was in awe, respecting his face was more important than respecting himself as a person!
"For what you said, I have changed my mind. I will not kill your whole family, just to save a chance of survival!"
"Haha, do you really think that you can compete with Xiantian by cutting off two of my fingers with the magic weapon?
If I hadn't been seriously injured, let alone the incomplete divine weapon, even if it was a complete divine weapon..."
Wang Dong raised his hand and chopped it off with a single blow.
[Tribulation, one heavy chop]
He likes to show off in front of others, but he doesn't like others to show off in front of him.
So he didn't bother to listen to what Jiang Pinghe had to say, so he picked up his knife and chopped it off directly.
Jiang Pinghe sneered when he saw this, waved his hand, and slashed down the bloody sword.
He seemed to see Wang Dong being decapitated with a sword, with a sinister smile on his lips.
The blood sword fell, and blood splattered everywhere.
Wang Dong glanced at Jiang Pinghe who was split in half and shook his head.
Innate, but mediocre!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Dong looked calm, sat cross-legged next to Jiang Pinghe's body, meditated with a clear mind, and adjusted his breath to restore his true energy.
[Jie] This sword depleted his Thunder Emperor Qi, and also overdrawn a lot of his potential.
You are too weak at this time, so it is safest to meditate as soon as possible to recover.
In fact, Wang Dong is a very stable person!
He has always looked down upon those who were arrogant and overbearing.
An hour later, Wang Dong's complexion gradually became much rosier and he was almost recovered.
At this time, Lin Jie, the dog king, one of the four guardians of Fengyun God Sect, led several disciples to find Wang Dong.
"Master, Master, are you okay?"
"Why are you here?"
Wang Dong opened his eyes, his eyes were sluggish, his face was pale and full of weakness.
"When my subordinates saw that the leader was chasing after the Tianjimen Xiantian, they were worried about the leader's safety, so they pursued him with his disciples."
"You have a heart!"
The Dog King glanced at the two corpses at Wang Dong's feet and asked with shock: "Leader, this...is this an innate corpse?"
"good!"
"The leader...actually...actually beheaded an innate figure?"
"The blood demon ancestor of our divine sect is so powerful that he has pierced Jiang Pinghe's heart with one shot before!
This old man was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He had no innate fighting power at all and was only at the level of the True Qi Realm!
If I kill him, it is not worth mentioning."
Lin Jie breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern: "How is the leader's injury?"
Wang Dong's face became even paler, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, which frightened several divine disciples to tremble.
"The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. Although Jiang Pinghe is on the verge of death, he is still extremely terrifying.
Although I killed him, my own injuries were even more serious!
Fortunately, Dog King, you arrived in time, otherwise a second-rate master passing by at this time could kill me.
I have just killed Xiantian, and I have not yet had time to become famous in the world. If I am casually hacked to death by an unknown rat, my reputation will be ruined in one day!"
As he spoke, Wang Dong spat out another mouthful of blood, his complexion became even more depressed, and his breath gradually became weaker.
From the beginning to the end, he felt that this Lin Jie was being rebellious. After all, this kid had a good relationship with Wang Xiaofeng in the past.
However, this Lin Jie has always behaved well, and Wang Dong is too embarrassed to operate on him.
This time I just want to catch Lin Jie again!
After Wang Dong finished speaking, Dog King Linjie looked worried and said seriously:
"Fortunately, the subordinate came down in time. Don't worry, leader. If anyone wants to be disrespectful to the leader, they will have to step on the corpse of the subordinate!"
"Hel me up."
"Yes, leader."
Wang Dong waited for a long time, but Lin Jie was still respectful and supported him honestly.
Wang Dong sighed, feeling slightly disappointed.
It seems that Lin Jie will not take action against him.
Wang Dong is really a bit unclear. Does this dog Wang Linjie not want to rebel against him, or is he really just trying to survive?
After all, the only information he could find was that Lin Jie and Wang Xiaofeng had a good relationship.
As for this one, it's good. After all, they are friends with foxes and friends with fair-weather friends. Death would not be a pity...
I don't know if it's a truly deep brotherly love and a double-edged sword.
"Go touch the corpse and see if there is anything good in Jiang Pinghe's body!" Wang Dong pointed to a disciple.
The disciple was very excited when he was called by the leader himself. There were not many opportunities to get familiar with him in front of the leader. He had to touch the corpse well and behave well.
Touching a corpse is not a technical job. As long as you are bold and careful, you will be able to touch it well.
Five minutes later, the disciple touched Jiang Pinghe's body inside and out.
He took out a short sword, a secret book, a jade bottle, a small box, and a stack of gold tickets.
"Return to the God's Cult!" Wang Dong pushed away Lin Jie who was supporting him. In an instant, he was filled with anger and overwhelming power.
There is no trace of injury or depression!
Cold sweat broke out on Lin Jie's forehead and back at the same time. He still didn't understand why the leader was testing him just now.
Just test it, and after testing it, you still show it so blatantly!
this……
Can't you give me the crazy dog king some face?
After all, he is one of the four great protectors of the divine religion. I, the dog king, don’t have any face?
All right!
There is no need for face in front of the leader, only life.
Back to the religion,
Wang Dong counted the loot.
The dagger is the same set as the long sword that was dropped at the mountain gate, a mother-and-son sword.
They are all top-notch treasures!
Naturally, Wang Dong would not selflessly dedicate this kind of treasured weapon to the Hidden Soldier Valley, and threw it all to Lu Caiyi who was lying on the bed.
The secret book is called "Blood Sword Art".
This secretary is sinister and vicious.
Once you practice, if you are not careful, you will go crazy.
The reason why Jiang Pinghe carries it with him is not because he is reluctant to help others practice, but because he is afraid that someone might accidentally see it wherever he puts it and kill others!
Because he, an innate, was seriously harmed by this blood sword technique.