In order to force Jiang Nanjun, the Son of Heaven used demon magic to induce his demon dragon poison, and the wound burst under the skin, which made him worse than dead. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He could no longer think rationally, and in a trance, he pulled out the Yin Sword.

For Ling Xuanluo, these two are people he regards as more important than his life, no matter who of them is injured, he can't bear it, but without warning, they have become two opposing parties, and it is possible to fight and lose both, so anxious that he is the master of the six gods, and he is powerless to stop it, so he can only cry and beg for help from the ghost area, but the alliance leader, who doesn't know which side to help, can only stare dryly.

Jiang Nanjun raised his sword with great difficulty, pointing at the caracad, and the only remaining wish at this moment was to recklessly plunge a sword into his heart. As soon as the demon king dies, maybe he will be able to get rid of this heart-rending pain.

But when the shining sword light crossed that familiar and unfamiliar face, his heart suddenly twitched, and the heartache overwhelmed the leg pain in an instant, and the blank brain also surged into a huge tide.

This Yin Yan is a special sword belonging to the envoy of the world, since his grandfather's generation, he has only killed traitors and demons, and what he wants to assassinate now is the Northern Fox Monk Yufeng who has great love and righteousness, or to put it bluntly, it is the demon king who has saved the lives of tens of millions of people.

Personally slashing the Demon King, can he do it? Not to mention really raising his sword and stabbing his chest, even if he only pointed at him with such a cold light, he couldn't hold on.

The caracal is not confused, all the ideological struggles of Jiang Nanjun are seen in his eyes without leakage. Yin Yan's sword pounced, stopped in an instant, and the blade of the sword fell, and he realized that Jiang Nanjun's sanity was returning.

In fact, he hoped that his impulsiveness could last until the sword fell in his hand, so that he could have a good time. Maybe when he comes to his senses again, out of guilt, he can still consider accepting this commission of weeping blood.

But this genius of the human world, even if he was in such pain, he still couldn't attack him. Can he come up with more ruthless and vicious tricks to inspire him again?

As long as Jiang Nanjun figured out the reasons before and after, Mo said that he would bear the poison of the demon dragon, even if he was flesh and blood, and he used demon magic to explode it piece by piece, he would never draw his sword again.

This evil disguise covered his face and suffocated him. He really wanted to give up and be a kind Mr. Yufeng again, and he also longed that it was the weak Confucian who would always remain in the memory of these people.

But as long as he regains his benevolence, the mountain in front of him will not be overcome. At the oath ceremony, he looked at Jiang Nanjun's back, and suddenly had this whimsy, he took over himself, if he failed, hope would be put to waste, how could he have time to find a new plan to save the Celestial Empire and save the demon clan?

Not only could he not be soft-hearted, but he also had to be more poisonous and ruthless! Thinking of this, he didn't say a word, he rushed over and grabbed the sharp blade of Yin Yan's sword, pulled the tip of the sword, and it was against his heart.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Jiang Nanjun shouted in pain, hurriedly recovering the sword.

This pull and retraction, slicing the ruthless palm, the golden red fire blood flowed down the blade of the sword, ticking downward, and emitting steaming heat.

He was numb to the pain, let the blood on his hands be dripping, and stubbornly insisted, met Jiang Nanjun's gaze, gritted his teeth and said: "Jiang Nan Zimo, if you are really a man, don't put away your sword, just rush here! As soon as my former demon king dies, you can be the new demon king." As long as you sit on the throne of the demon king, you can successfully reverse, control the demon dragon by the demon dragon poison, and control the demon dragon in turn, and no longer endure inhuman torture. This temptation is great for you, aren't you tempted at all? What are you still hesitating about? Hurry up and stab me to death with a sword, and then drink my fire blood to get the Demon King Fire Talisman!"

The Yin Yan sword was stained with fire and blood, completely awakening Jiang Nanjun. He didn't answer, just stared at him, the blood in his eyes was slowly receding, and the hatred on his face was also dissipating.

(To be continued.) )