Ram Yong breathed heavily, his flank was pierced by Xiahou Jing's knife, but miraculously he is still alive. The man in black under Wang Mei didn't know what he was fed, and it made him almost faint in pain, but he still kept watching all the developments under him soberly.

He remembered that he took advantage of Xiahou Jing's unpreparedness and gave him a fatal blow; he also remembered that this one of the ten slashed throats was reversed by Xiahou Jing, and in the end he was killed; he even remembered that just when he was amazed that Xiahou Jing's body was covered with golden light and his wounds healed quickly, two people dressed in black approached him at a very fast speed, and then fed him an unknown pill, and then, he stood behind Wang Mei, watching in pain and soberly.

Looking at Xiahou Jing, he laughed proudly: "Hahahaha! Wang Di, even if you do all your tricks, you still can't kill me!!! This Buddha's light shines on it, but Master Jiaye personally blessed the spell! Even if Zhang Daoren from the north comes, there is no way to break it! I have already notified Master Jiaye's disciples! Someone will come to save me soon! You can't kill me after all!!Haha!!"

"Oh, this is a spell that Zhang Dao can't break?"

Who knows, Wang Mei didn't have the slightest annoyance, and her tone even contained strange curiosity, "In this way, Jia Ye must have broken through the Jindan realm." What a headache for an opponent!"

There weren't many words, but it made Xiahou Jing on the other side change his face, and then, as if he had figured out something, he hid behind the golden light with a mocking face again, and said maliciously: "Don't blempty here!!There are more people in this world who are the opponents of Master Jiaye, but how many people can be regarded as opponents by Master Jiaye!?"

Xiahou Jing looked triumphantly at the young man on the mountain, whose face could not be seen clearly behind the hat. He just changed his color because of Wang Mei's tone that seemed to be able to challenge Jiaye, but he figured out the joints in a blink of an eye, and this Wang Xiaolang just secretly changed the concept between words and played word games with him. Since the other party has exhausted his skills to the point of playing word tricks, it shows that other means are not of much use to him.

At this moment, Xiahou Jing's heart really put it into his stomach.

Wang Mei is wearing a wide robe and purple today, and he is still wearing a man's clothes. Originally, the matter of her daughter's body was not exposed in the mortal world, and at this time she was standing on the top of the mountain, although she wore a hat, Rusong's figure still made Xiahou Jing regard her as a man.

"Hehe, Xiahou Jing, I have to say, you think too much. ”

Wang Mei chuckled, facing Xiahou Jing with a smug face of "What do you want me to do?", she just flashed white light under her feet, as if she was stepping on flowing clouds, and she actually approached Xiahou Jing who was surrounded by Buddha's light from the top of the mountain out of thin air, and was standing with his feet off the ground and hanging in the air.

This technique, which has never appeared in the eyes of the world, not only shocked the ram behind her, but also made Xiahou Jing's pupils shrink tightly, and the heart that had just been put in her stomach was lifted again, and when she spoke again, she was a little more lustful: "Heh! The carving insect technique is still trying to bluff, waiting for me to reveal my flaws?! If you can break my secret method of Buddhism, why do you show it in front of me with such fanfare? !

Xiahou Jing's voice passed through the distance of less than ten zhang between each other, but Wang Mei chuckled again: "Hehe, kill you?" Xiahou Jing, you really think too much!"

As soon as her voice fell, she flicked it with one hand, and the green rattan whip like gold and iron was drawn on the golden light of Xiahou Jing's body with a devastating wind. Xiahou Jing only felt a buzz in his head, and his body slid forward uncontrollably, and then the ground was infinitely enlarged in his eyes.

"Bang!" The golden light cluster spun and smashed to the ground like a twitching spinning top, and the valley, which was originally lower than the surrounding area, seemed to be suppressed a few feet in an instant.

However, this is not the end, the green rattan whip seems to be endlessly wrapped around the golden light, between the dancing sleeves of Wang Mei's robe, the loud bang bang continues to sound in the valley, and the ram Yong, who has never seen a spell, was stunned at this time to look at Wang Mei's body less than seven feet as the center, with a gesture, holding a golden circle of light several times larger than his own body and throwing it around, as if he was holding a huge long hammer.

And in the golden aperture, Xiahou Jing, who was specially taken care of by Wang Mei and still had a clear line of sight, had been shocked by this vibration at this time, and his eyes were full of stars, and his mouth was spitting blood. Presumably, even if Wang Mei didn't use a sword, just relying on this constantly oscillating power would be enough to kill him.

It's ridiculous that Xiahou Jing thought that he could live without worry if he shrunk in the light of the Buddha, and he knew that it would be such a kind of death like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, I am afraid that he would not tear up the scroll of the Buddha's light when he died, right? Shocked by the scene in front of him, Ram Yong's blood suddenly surged up to his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he still laughed:

"Hahahaha, Xiahou Jing!!You also have today!!! when you forced my ram family to commit treason, have you ever thought about today? Hahahahaha!!

His laughter was so terrible that he even provoked Wang Mei to look back at him. However, this was the last bit of vitality before he ran out of oil, and he laughed out loud, as if he were madly looking up to the sky and laughing, but this laughter only lasted a few breaths, and then it came to an abrupt end—he had exhausted the last of his vitality, and stood up, his eyes open, and died.

Wang Mei sighed in her heart, if this vitality does not dissipate, she will still have a way to renew the life of the ram in the future, but ...... It's a personal choice.

She comforted herself like this in her heart, but the range of movements of her arm was getting bigger and bigger, and Xiahou Jing in the golden light had already begun to vomit blood, and there were even fine pieces of flesh in it, obviously the internal organs had been shattered by such a beating, and his life was not long.

Just when he felt that he was about to choke, Wang Mei finally stopped the dance of the "long hammer". She slowly landed on the valley that she had smashed flat with Xiahou Jing, and slowly approached the aperture where Xiahou Jing was located step by step. The smile on her face was as gentle as her footwork, but in the eyes of the dying Xiahou Jing, this smile was so cruel.

And when he saw Wang Mei's smile clearly, he naturally saw Wang Mei's face clearly, this face was still fair, and the temperament around him was still extravagant, just like what he glimpsed when he first entered Jiankang, with disdain, with contempt, and even the name of himself has not changed in the slightest - lame**.

The enemy was so leisurely, compared to his own embarrassment at the moment, Xiahou Jing's unwillingness in his heart was so excited that he spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the little strength left supported his last cry: "Why?!! why ?!!! "Why don't you kill me? Why do I work so hard, but I still have to be trampled under your feet?! Why did I work so hard, and finally died in the hands of the Shi clan?!! Obviously, obviously I have slaughtered Wang Xie cleanly!!

"I told you not to think too much. ”

Wang Mei was already standing three steps away from Xiahou Jing, his condescending posture was as arrogant as before, Xiahou Jing laughed out loud: "That's it, I'm stupid, become a king and lose a villain, you kill me, the next life...... If I don't come from a scholar clan, I'd rather not be reincarnated!"

His dying words were arrogant, but he didn't expect it, but it made Wang Mei sneer:

"Xiahou Jing, I'll say it again, you're thinking too much!" she looked at the golden light that was gradually fading due to Xiahou Jing's continuous physical failure, and said word by word: "Do you think that I will let you die like this and be reincarnated?" Hehe, you can't help but think too much!!"

"You ......" Before Xiahou Jing finished speaking, his breath broke in his throat, leaving only his frightened eyes wide open before he died, obviously Wang Mei's words made him extremely frightened. With the exhaustion of his life, this Buddha's illuminated technique also lost its shelter, and gradually turned into the Buddha's mental power, and re-condensed into a Buddhist scripture.

Wang Mei's left hand became a claw, and directly grabbed Xiahou Jing's Tianling Gai, at this moment, a string of Buddha beads suddenly attacked, looking at its momentum, if Wang Mei did not dodge, he would definitely be seriously injured under it.