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With the long sword in hand, Jiang Zhen looked indifferent.

Although both of them were fifth-level warriors, he was not afraid.

Now that the sword is unsheathed, how can he flinch?

The sword is a murderous sword!

It's the enemy that kills!

In front of him Jiang Zhen, these two fish clans are his enemies.

The momentum of the three of them continued to rise, Jiang Zhen's eyes were like electricity, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

As if lightning flickered, there was a whistling wind in the air.

Locke stood still, his eyes full of hideousness.

Just now, his own brother died, and it was by this sword that he died.

He wants to avenge his brother, he wants to kill Jiang Zhen!

Although the sword momentum is sharp, Locke is not afraid, he is a mermaid clan, and his defense is stronger than that of the human race, and even in his heart, Jiang Zhen's sword momentum is very likely to not even be able to break his defense.

Although Jiang Zhen was just an ordinary swing, when he swung the long sword, there seemed to be a resonance between heaven and earth.

The sword is not dead, this sword seems to have a life, and it has become one with Jiang Zhen.

The trident waved, and I saw that the Yuan Force in the sky slowly formed a wave of water, and the water wave flowed gently on the trident.

"Kill!" Locke let out a loud shout, and the trident in his hand slammed out.

The water wave turned into a water snake and rushed straight out.

Jiang Zhen looked at this water snake and didn't dodge it in the slightest.

The sword has been swung out, how can it be withdrawn?

The sword momentum is like a rainbow, a sword pierces out, and between heaven and earth, only this sword is left in a trance.

Sail!

A popping sound sounded, and the water dragon disappeared instantly, turning into rain falling one after another, but Jiang Zhen looked indifferent, quietly looking ahead.

In front of them were Locke, the two of them, still standing in place, but on their bodies, Jiang Zhen felt a sense of crisis.

For some reason, this sense of crisis is strong.

The sword, in the hands of the hand!

The enemy was ahead, he didn't move, there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Combination: Sea Emperor Festival!"

Chloe's expression suddenly became hideous, and his eyes looked at Jiang Zhen with a strong killing intent.

He killed his own brother, killed the brother with whom he had lived for decades.

No matter what the price, he will kill Jiang Zhen and avenge his brother.

The mermaid beside Locke, the trident in his hand was instantly inserted into his body, allowing the blood to flow out.

Locke, on the other hand, looked indifferent, and the trident in his hand stabbed into his chest, leaving blood behind.

On the trident, the original bright red blood turned golden, and then, the trident also slowly changed, and I saw Locke and the two half-kneeling on the ground, looking very weak.

The two streams of blood fused, and a phantom appeared in Taichung.

The phantom slowly emerged, and a middle-aged man, wearing a crown and sackcloth, stood barefoot on the stage.

The phantom grabbed it casually, and the strange thing was that he directly grabbed the trident and rushed towards Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen looked at the phantom, and his eyes were full of shock.

Heroic Soul!

This phantom is the heroic soul of the mermaid clan!

After death, incarnate reincarnation, if there is no incarnation reincarnation, it will become a soul, constantly drifting.

This phantom is the soul of the strong man of the mermaid clan, although he doesn't know how this soul was summoned, but Jiang Zhen felt a trace of danger in this phantom.

"Desolate Sky Overlord Sword Technique!" Jiang Zhen shouted, and a trace of crazy battle intent burst out of his eyes.

Even if Locke summoned the soul of a mermaid powerhouse, he would not be afraid, a dead person, a wandering soul, why should he be afraid?

With a trace of irresistible domineering, the long sword stabbed straight out.

The sword is fast, as fast as lightning.

Sail!

Before the sword arrived, Jiang Zhen flew out.

Although Jiang Zhen is fast, this soul is faster.

Offstage, there was a hint of murder in Han Yingting's beautiful eyes, and the whole person jumped lightly and jumped onto the stage.

Locke had used the forbidden technique, how could she not stop it?

Jiang Zhen was only a second-level warrior, and it was very difficult to fight against three fifth-level warriors, but he still did it.

Now, the soul summoned by Locke has the strength of a third-level martial artist, and it is much stronger than Jiang Zhen.

"Jiang Zhen, you have already won, there is no need to fight." Han Yingting looked at Jiang Zhen, took a deep breath, and said lightly.

Jiang Zhen shook his head, he looked at Han Yingting with a calm expression: "He is not dead, how can he be considered defeated?" ”

In Jiang Zhen's eyes, defeat is death, and if you don't die, you can still fight.

The monks below were suddenly silent, looking at Jiang Zhen with a shock in their eyes.

If you don't die, you're not defeated!

Jiang Zhen is a ruthless person, he is not only ruthless to others, but also to himself.

"You can't be the opponent of this soul, you can't hurt him at all." Han Yingting was anxious, looking at Jiang Zhen's eyes with a hint of eagerness.

Jiang Zhen can't have an accident here, and he can't defeat this soul, so she must stop Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen shook his head, and there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.

He is a swordsman, in his previous life, he stood at the peak, and in this life, he can also stand at the peak.

Looking at Jiang Zhen's insistent appearance, Han Yingting didn't know why, but she got out of the way.

Kill!

Jiang Zhen snorted lightly, and the long sword in his hand was gently swung out.

There are no sword moves, no sword momentum, just ordinary swings.

On the long sword, mixed with the power of thunder and lightning, it looks particularly domineering.

He hadn't discovered the attributes in his body, but in the Donglin Mountain Range, he was attacked by Ouyang Wenshu with thunder, which made him inadvertently absorb the power of thunder and lightning and integrate it into his blood.

Jiang Zhen's every blow carries the power of thunder and lightning, which is much stronger than some ordinary talent attributes.

"Canopy!"

The long sword still didn't get close, Jiang Zhen flew out again, and landed heavily on the stage.

The martial arts platform made of blue and white stone was dropped by Jiang Zhen and cracked.

"Come again!" Jiang Zhen didn't give up, stood up, and continued to rush towards the soul.

The soul was slightly angry, and the trident suddenly stabbed out, and a ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

The power of the trident was so great that Jiang Zhen was a little irresistible.

Is it really a medicine lost?

Feeling the pressure from his soul, Jiang Zhen was a little unwilling.

This soul is only the strength of a third-level martial artist, but he can't defeat it?

He was unwilling, if he couldn't defeat even a third-level martial artist, how could he return to the Eastern Suburbs City after three months? How can you go to the Changsun tribe in southern Xinjiang?

The sword was trembling slightly, and the long sword felt the unwillingness in Jiang Zhen's heart at all, and he was also moaning and trembling.

Jiang Zhen gently stroked the long sword in his hand, as if he was touching his dearest friend, and his eyes were as firm as iron.

With the sword in hand, why should he flinch?

The sword was supposed to be facing forward as always, but once it flinched, it lost its true meaning.

Jiang Zhen looked ahead, looking at the soul, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

What is the soul most afraid of?

It's fire, it's thunder and lightning!

He was an alchemist in his previous life, and he is also an alchemist in this life, but the fire attribute in his bloodline has not yet been discovered, but thunder and lightning, he has.

The sword kept swinging, and the thunder and lightning kept flashing on the sword.

Although it was very thin, the lethality from the thunder and lightning was throbbing.

Kill!

Jiang Zhen let out a loud shout, and the long sword in his hand swung out.

This time, he directly used the star-stepping ghost step, his body was agile, and the long sword instantly pierced into the chest of the soul.

Crackle crackle!

It was like the sound of a thunderbolt explosion, constantly resounding in the soul's body.

The trident in the soul's hand also stabbed out directly, and the trident stabbed directly into Jiang Zhen's chest.

Blood kept flowing out, but Jiang Zhen didn't dodge.

The trident only injured him, but his sword was enough to make this soul disappear completely.

"Jiang Zhen, step down!" Han Yingting saw that Jiang Zhen was injured and couldn't help shouting.

Jiang Zhen ignored Han Yingting, and the long sword in his hand was even sharper.

Sail!

There was a loud bang, and I saw that the soul couldn't withstand the damage of the thunder and lightning, and suddenly exploded.

Jiang Zhen's whole person was also knocked out, and the long sword had already fallen aside, looking very embarrassed.

Ahem, ahem!

Jiang Zhen heard a coughing sound, and with this blow, his internal organs were displaced, but he won.

If he wins, it proves that he has become a warrior with green fangs.

"I, Jiang Zhen, can I become a Green Fang Warrior?" Jiang Zhen glanced down and walked towards his long sword.

His pace was slow, but he was determined.

Although he was seriously injured, he did not panic in the slightest.

Even if he dies, there can be no shortage of swords in the hands of a swordsman.

Below, no one spoke, and they all looked at Jiang Zhen in shock.

They didn't expect that Jiang Zhen would be so strong, and in the end, he would annihilate a monk with the soul of a third-level martial artist.

"From now on, you will be the Green Fang Warrior of my temple!" Guan Dahai laughed and said arrogantly.

The Green Fang Warrior, the supreme glory at this time.

In the east, hundreds of millions of people may become Qingya warriors, but there are only more than 100,000 people.

Jiang Zhen smiled, now he is a warrior of the Green Tooth Palace, a guardian warrior of the Green Tooth Palace, and a person of the dynasty.

Even if he is the king of a county, he is not qualified to ask about the affairs of the Green Tooth Palace, and now that Jiang Zhen has become a Green Tooth warrior, what he wants to do most is to cultivate hard.

Three months later, he was bound to return to the eastern suburbs and end the grievances in the eastern suburbs.

His time is running out, and there are still too many things waiting for him.

Jiang Zhen smiled, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

It can't wait too long, and it doesn't take too long.

His name will be resounding on this continent again.

In the primeval period, he became a legend, and in this life, he can also become a legend.

"Jiang Zhen, come with me!" Han Yingting looked at Jiang Zhen and said lightly.

Although Han Yingting did not have the slightest emotion on her face, in Han Yingting's eyes, Jiang Zhen saw a trace of worry.

Becoming a Qingfang warrior seems to be an incomparable scenery, but it is also full of crises.

Every mission of Qingya is full of dangers, and if you are not careful, you may die.

"What are you worried about?" Jiang Zhen seemed to see Han Yingting's concern, and said in silence.

"I don't know if you're right or wrong after you become a Green Fang Warrior, maybe you'll be right, maybe you'll be wrong, but I don't regret all this." Han Yingting suddenly turned around, looked at Jiang Zhen, and said seriously: "As long as I am alive, no one can tell you right from wrong." ”

Jiang Zhen was silent, looked at Han Yingting and said, "Although I don't know what the relationship between you and Daddy is, I still want to thank you." ”

Han Yingting was stunned, her eyes were gloomy, and she did not speak.

Jiang Zhen looked at this scene and didn't say anything, just looked into the distance, and there was still some nostalgia in his eyes.

Although he won this battle, it also made the pride in his heart drop a lot.

In his previous life, he stood at the peak, and in this life he is still growing.

When he hasn't grown up, he has always been just a weakling, the lowest existence.