Leng Ao still stood in place, with his back to the southeast, and his figure was projected on the ground, which was extremely clear. At the same time, while secretly condensing the true element, he was on guard, coldly looking at what his intentions were. But after waiting for a long time, the man still did not make a sound, and did not move at all.

Leng Ao finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned sideways slightly, and asked coldly: "Friend, you have followed me all the way, and now you don't speak, what is the matter?" ”

"Hey, hey." The man shook his wide sleeved robe and continued, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for you to borrow something." Now that the sword demon is dead, I think the 'Yuan Shifting Demon Skill' has already arrived in your hands, right? ”

"You want to move the Yuan Magic?" Leng Ao's expression was straight, and he finally turned to look at the bald man, the 'Shifting Yuan Demon Skill' is the secret of his master's sword demon, and there is only one other person who knows besides himself and his master, "Are you 'Demon Slayer' Jin Zhenghe?" ”

"Yes, it's the old man." Jin Zhenghe suddenly laughed, "If it weren't for the Sword Demon 'Shifting Yuan Demon Skill' back then, he would have been in my pocket, and now he has become loess, and he should also be returned to his original owner." ”

"Hmph, Senior Jin, the 'Shifting Yuan Demon Skill' is an ownerless thing, since it was taken by my master, it is naturally my master's, why not return the thing to the original owner, not to mention that when my master was alive, you didn't ask my master to ask for it, but waited for it to 'borrow' now, it would be too shameless."

"Haha, that's good! I, Kim Jong-hak, have never done anything good in my life, I started killing people at the age of five, and now I have killed no less than 10,000 people, what shamelessness do you care? As long as he's alive, it's better than anything else, and although I can't defeat the Sword Demon, in the end, he's not one step ahead of me. ”

"Since Senior Jin can't defeat my master, then do you think you can seize the 'Shifting Yuan Demon Skill' in my hands?"

"Usually you and I naturally can't beat it, but now you have fought the pure yang sword formation of the pure yang 'gate', and killed the Dao people of the heavenly 'gate', the true yuan has already been lost, I think it is not easy to kill you, so I advise you to obediently 'hand' the magic power to me, so as not to suffer from the skin and 'flesh'."

Leng Ao's expression was indifferent, and he was not swayed by Kim Jong-hak's words in the slightest. Although it is true that as Kim Jung-hak said, he consumed too much true yuan to make it too difficult to fly away, but he was absolutely sure to give Kim Jung-hak a fatal blow before he died.

Kim Jung-hok laughed, without a hint of wanting to do anything on his face, "You don't mind if I call you a virtuous nephew, right?" You see, anyway, now that your master has passed away, you must have also practiced the key to the 'Shifting Yuan Demon Skill', so it doesn't matter if you lend me a look, what do you say? Are you afraid that I won't pay it back? I can guarantee that I, Kim Jung Hak, will definitely return it to you after reading it. ”

Leng Ao smiled disdainfully in his heart, turning a blind eye to Kim Jong-hak's assurance, if he could do what he said, then he Kim Jong-hak would not be Kim Jong-hak. It is not known how many of those he killed died because of his repentance.

Kim Jung-hok had a smile on his face, but because of the scar on his face, his kind smile looked even more weird. The first impression is that of a 'treacherous' person. He was waiting for Leng Ao's reply, but he saw Leng Ao continuing to walk forward without care, and he didn't have any thoughts about him.

Jin Zhenghe's eyes suddenly 'revealed' a fierce light, "If you look for death, then don't blame me." After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, dozens of thin needles of cow 'hair' flashing with green light rushed out, and this needle was stained with the poison of blood sealing his throat by Kim Zhenghe, and once it was hit, there was absolutely no reason to survive.

As soon as the thin needles arrived a foot behind Leng Ao, he saw him turn around, and the big knife in his hand waved an arc, as if there was a magnetic 'nature', and all those thin needles were adsorbed on the blade, dense.

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Kim Jong-hok's means naturally will not be some highly poisonous needles, just when Leng Ao blocked the needles, a ghost-headed knife appeared in Kim Jong-hak's hand, and the knife flashed with a chilling green light, which shows that Kim Jong-hak uses poison as his own means.

"Hey, hey." Jin Zhenghe's strange body jumped up with a smile, and he raised his head and slashed towards the 'door' of Leng Ao's brain, and the wide robe on his body swelled in the wind, like a flying eagle.

Leng Ao didn't have the habit of resisting, and naturally he wouldn't raise his knife to defend himself, so he saw that his steps were slightly staggered, and the knife in his hand quickly swung across Jin Zhenghe's waist.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Jin Zhenghe smiled and resisted the cold and arrogant attack, and the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand shook a few tricks very strangely, and then his body retreated in the air like a gust of wind.

Before Leng Ao understood Kim Jung-hak's intentions, he smelled a fishy smell on the tip of his nose, which was like a fish that had been dead for months, and it could make people vomit out all the overnight meals. Leng Ao quickly closed his breath, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he took a few steps back.

"Haha, did you smell a fishy smell just now, let me tell you, it is the 'Ten Thousand Insect Liquid' developed by me, as long as someone smells this smell, it won't take much time to be weak, and if you continue to cultivate in the Dao return period, you will have to be slaughtered by me."

After Leng Ao listened, his face changed slightly, and he immediately activated the true element in his body. Sure enough, a trace of true yuan that could still be used was lazily in the dantian at the moment, and there was no movement at all. Without thinking anything else, Leng Ao immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and exercised pranayama.

"It's useless. Although your cultivation is higher than mine, you may be able to use the poison gas, but it will take at least an hour, and this time is enough to make you die thousands of times, how about it? 'Hand over' the 'Shifting Yuan Magic Skill'. ”

Leng Ao still ignores it, and takes care of his own pranayama and detoxification. Jin Zhenghe finally couldn't bear it anymore, it had come to this point, Leng Ao even refused to 'hand' over what he wanted, is he not afraid of death?

Jin Zhenghe walked in front of Leng Ao viciously, and Leng Ao, who had been hit by the 'Ten Thousand Insect Liquid', couldn't use a trace of True Yuan in his body, so he was not worried about being counterattacked. I saw him take out a purple 'colored' thing like a silkworm from his sleeve, and the smooth skin could reflect the sunlight.

"See this? Many people call it 'Wanzu', but I like its other name, the purple 'colored' puppet, once he is poisoned, he will be at the mercy of the master for the rest of his life, just like a puppet without thoughts, tsk, I can't wait to think that the apprentice of the sword demon can become my puppet. ”

"You'd better kill me now, or you'll regret it." Leng Ao closed his eyes and said lightly.

"No, no, I, Kim Jong Hak, never do anything I regret." As he said and smiled, the hand holding the purple 'colored' insect suddenly pinched, and the whole insect was pinched in his hand, and a purple 'colored' mist slowly rose from his hand.

After a while, when Kim Jong-hak opened his hand, the original insect turned into a purple 'color' liquid, emitting an indescribable smell. Jin Zhenghe's hand gradually approached Leng Ao, and he was about to drip the purple 'colored' liquid on Leng Ao's Heavenly Spirit Lid.

"Whew!" An invisible sword qi came from the air, Jin Zhenghe's eyes widened, and he immediately sensed that the sword qi was coming towards him, and he didn't have time to care about the cold arrogance of pranayama, so he immediately retreated to avoid the sword qi.

"Who, who's bothering my good deeds." The sword qi came from above, so Kim Jong-ho was yelling into the air.

"I'm so sorry I accidentally shook my hand." In the air, Zhang Fan, who was dressed in a blue 'color' robe, slowly fell, and at the same time stretched out his hand, indicating that it was all the fault of his hands and had nothing to do with him.

As for why Zhang Fan appeared here, it is because Zhang Fan has been following Leng Ao since he left the Chunyang 'Gate', the purpose is to explore Leng Ao's reality and reality, but he didn't expect to encounter such a good show, from Jin Zhenghe's appearance to now, he has watched it carefully.

"Who are you?" Kim Zhenghe suddenly said vigilantly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's strange to you, I've just watched it for a long time, since you like to use poison, why is it called 'demon slayer' instead of 'poison demon', isn't that more appropriate?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Kim Zhenghe was depressed, and at the same time his heart was extremely frightened, the person who came to the side hid for so long and he didn't even find out, thinking of this, Jin Zhenghe suddenly had the idea of escaping, although he claimed to be 'slaying demons' is actually extremely timid, those who kill are poisoned by means, even if the people killed by their own hands are some incompetent people who have cultivated for dripping.

At this moment, the pranayama said coldly and arrogantly: "The nickname of slaying demons was not long after Jin Zhenghe came out of the mountain, I heard my master say that at that time, Jin Zhenghe passed through a village, because he was pointed at and said two words, he poisoned the people of the entire village in a fit of anger, those are people who have not reached the infancy of the yuan, and they can't resist the poisonous 'sex' and die, and none of the 1,300 lives in the entire village have been spared, and his nickname of slaying demons was also at that time." ”

"Oh? Thirteen hundred? That's a lot of money. Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes widely, and couldn't help but think that Zhang Fan had already 'revealed' a trace of murderous intent, no wonder this person's name was red and was about to drip blood, that is, the evil yellow of the 'door' and 'door' on the earth that day was not as exaggerated as his redness.

As soon as Zhang Fan's killing machine was 'revealed', Jin Zhenghe immediately felt it, and his heart was cold, and he immediately turned around and ran. Although he is good at poisoning, his kung fu is really not very good, otherwise he would not chase after him to get back the 'Yuan Shifting Demon Skill'. At this moment, Zhang Fan knew his ability to poison, and once he took precautions, it would be difficult to succeed.

"Want to run?" Zhang Fan smiled, as long as he is not an immortal in terms of speed, otherwise there are really few people who can be faster than himself.

Just in the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan flashed in front of Jin Zhenghe and attacked quickly, and Jin Zhenghe was about to take out something from his sleeve It was too late, because a thumb-sized blood 'hole' appeared in his heart, which was penetrated by Zhang Fan's Guiyuan sword qi.

"That's a lot of merit." Zhang Fan secretly sighed that Jin Zhenghe's cultivation only slightly improved most of his cultivation, but the merit value made more than 400,000 people skip 900,000.