When people are angry, they tend to get carried away, and that is the most irrational time, and it is also the easiest time to fall into the trap.

Zhang Ningtian is not a fool, whether it is his self-proclaimed intelligence or the evaluation of him by outsiders, in short, he may not be smart and wise, but stupidity really has little to do with him.

Otherwise, Zhang Ningtian would not have been able to escape from the heavily surrounded Yanjing City, come to the small place of Jiangcheng, and find another way to make a comeback.

Demon Light and Zheng Yong are his appetizers, in order to solve these two guys, he has put a lot of effort into it, first using Xue Chengde's chess piece, he expected that these two people didn't know that Xue Chengde had arrived in Jiangcheng, even if they knew, it wouldn't hurt.

With the status of these two people, they are just Xue Nai's subordinates, and Xue Chengde has not completely torn his face with Xue Nai for the time being, so it is impossible for Xue Nai to let his subordinates do anything to Xue Chengde, so Xue Chengde has an absolute advantage in the face of these two people.

Before entering the door, Zhang Ningtian planted the plague seed in Xue Chengde's body, which had the advantage that he did not have to emit magic power to control the plague, reducing the possibility of him being discovered, and also increasing the success of the plague spread.

After entering the door, Zhang Ningtian used his stealth ability to follow Xue Chengde and hide his magic power with all his might, and sure enough, he didn't let the two of them find out.

At this time, the plague seed on Xue Chengde's body began to play a role, this time, Zhang Ningtian did not use the strongest plague, only used the bloodthirsty cartilage spell, on the one hand, the strongest plague was too burdensome on the body, and on the other hand, he wanted to experience the fun of playing with his opponent.

The Bloodthirsty Cartilage Spell is colorless and odorless, mixed with the air and emitted freely, with only extremely weak magical fluctuations, which are difficult to detect.

The magic light's sensitivity to this fluctuation was very weak, he could only feel the strangeness of his body, but he didn't suspect the object, after all, a straw bale young master like Xue Chengde couldn't attract his attention at all.

And Zheng Yong, although he discovered the abnormality in time, he didn't realize the existence of the plague, and he had absorbed a lot unconsciously.

Coupled with the catalyst released by Zhang Ningtian afterwards, which accelerated the speed of the bloodthirsty cartilage curse, even if Zheng Yong had positive energy in his body to resist, it would definitely not last for five minutes, and when the time came, Zheng Yong would become like a magic light, at the mercy of others.

In fact, five minutes was enough for Zheng Yong, and he thought so in his heart, so he desperately tried to kill Zhang Ningtian.

At this time, Zheng Yong's heart was panicked and angry, and he no longer had any reason to speak of, so he didn't even seize the last chance to win, and completely fell into Zhang Ningtian's trap, and there was no possibility of turning over.

Zheng Yong punched Zhang Ningtian, and the huge force not only made Zhang Ningtian's body begin to shatter, but also made the walls start to shake, and cracks were everywhere.

At this time, in the center of the empty living room, a faint figure appeared silently, holding a mottled long sword in his hand, without any warning, this sword penetrated the red line protection on Zheng Yong's body, unstoppable, and the tip of the sword appeared on Zheng Yong's chest, exposed to his field of vision.

Zheng Yong's eyes widened, looking at Zhang Ningtian under his fist in disbelief, the other party's smile was so terrifying, his body exuded a thick black mist, and then turned into a little residue.

It took a lot of effort and anger to blow it, but I didn't expect it to hit the phantom, and the real body ....... But behind him.

Blood continued to spill out, the sword wound in his chest, the plague in his body, and the huge stimulation of his soul, Zheng Yong had no strength to resist, his body shook and fell forward, the long sword fell off, and Zheng Yong also hit the wall.

The magic light lying on the ground in the distance looked at this scene, completely stunned, he didn't believe that it was real, but the blood dripping from the tip of the sword was extremely vivid.

Zhang Ningtian stood in place, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he didn't make any other movements, he was experiencing the thrill of winning, enjoying the pleasure of conquest, this feeling was incomparable, making him want to shout loudly.

In the end, Zhang Ningtian let out a crazy laugh, laughing from ear to ear, tears of laughter flowed.

Raising the long sword in his hand, Zhang Ningtian said with a smile: "Look, look at what this is, a sharp weapon to kill, no, it's not, it's the Demon King's envoy, your Demon King's envoy, it's really curious, is it all in your stupid heads?" ”

The style of the long sword in Zhang Ningtian's hand is very peculiar, the hilt of the sword is as red as blood, crystal clear as a fine blood agate, and the sword body is a strange gray-green color, and it is full of dark red spots of different sizes, which looks like dried blood beads, which are extremely dazzling.

There is no doubt that this sword made by the Demon King also has an incomparably terrifying and strange plague effect, which is called weakness, but if this sword is stabbed, the body functions of the injured person will fall into decay and weakness in a very short period of time, the body is weak, the eyes are godless, and the life is out of their own hands!

Just like Zheng Yong now, he fell to the ground with convulsions, leaning against the wall, blood constantly spilling from his chest and the corners of his mouth.

"Stupid fellow, have you forgotten how I got in? Invisibility, I can be invisible, I dare to ignore my invisibility without perception, killing you is simply unaccomplished, too weak. ”

Zhang Ningtian's laughter gradually subsided, and what gradually appeared on his face was a cruel and tyrannical smirk.

Zheng Yong looked at the arrogant and proud Zhang Ningtian, and a strong hatred welled up in his heart, he was tricked, and only then did Zhang Ningtian turn into three phantoms, he took it for granted that Zhang Ningtian himself was also among them, but he forgot that he had stealth ability, and those three were all fake.

Shame, shame!

roaring, Zheng Yong's body suddenly burst out with surging power, all the positive energy was emitted at this moment, Zheng Yong's whole body was blood-red and bright, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and at this time, those violent plagues were gradually suppressed.

This is Zheng Yong's attack that exhausted all his lives, and he rushed towards Zhang Ningtian frantically, even if he died, he would pull the other party.

Let's go down to the Yellow Spring together!

Zheng Yong pounced on Zhang Ningtian, and in Zhang Ningtian's defenseless situation, he actually twisted his right hand holding the sword, and the crisp sound rippled in the air, Zhang Ningtian's face changed drastically, he didn't expect this guy to be able to fight back when he was dying.

The long sword flung over, Zhang Ningtian looked at his deformed right arm, and cold sweat flowed, but now the greater danger was Zheng Yong's big hands that probed into his throat.

As long as Zheng Yong chokes Zhang Ningtian's throat, with his strength, as long as he twists his wrist like a woman's embroidery, and then with the crisp sound of the Adam's apple breaking and the throat breaking, a fresh life will come to an end.

At the time of life and death, the pain of a broken arm was nothing at all, Zhang Ningtian no longer dared to be careless, and a strong and dazzling black light erupted from his heart.

Thundered!

The sound of thunder roared suddenly in the room, and Xue Chengde in the corner and the magic light on the ground could no longer see what was happening, only the terrifying light of destruction was raging, as if an earthquake had descended and the sky had collapsed.

The restlessness did not last long, about ten seconds or so, and when all the light and shadow disappeared and calmed down, only Zhang Ningtian was left alone in the center of the living room.

TV, sofa, coffee table, table and chairs, everything disappeared, destroyed in that light, the magic light looked at Zhang Ningtian who was constantly gasping, staring at the black stone that was constantly beating.

"The Heart of the Demon King...... It's this thing, you have this thing, no wonder ......"

Only then did the magic light understand why Zhang Ningtian was able to have many strange and strange abilities, it turned out that it was by virtue of the plundering of the heart of the demon king, and suddenly, the magic light thought of himself, he was the demon king, so his own ability ......

The magic light felt extremely panicked, but quickly resigned to his fate.

On the charred floor, Zheng Yong fell to the ground, his entire right arm completely disappeared, the wound was a thick black shadow, and there was blood flowing on the ground, Zheng Yong did not move again, most likely dead.

But Moguang knew that it was not only Zheng Yong who died, but also him, and he couldn't escape without Zheng Yong.

Zhang Ningtian glanced at his right arm, gritted his teeth fiercely, and the sweat stayed uncontrollably, the sharp pain made him unbearable in his heart, strode to Zheng Yong's side, raised his foot and kicked it, fierce and ruthless, like facing a dead dog.

By the time Zhang Ningtian finished venting the anger in his heart, Zheng Yong was already bloodied and miserable, even if he didn't die, he couldn't live.

"Chengde, pick up that sword, since you are with me, you will have to face such a thing in the future, let you adapt to it in advance now, kill him, as long as you stab the sword into his chest."

Zhang Ningtian looked at Xue Chengde and said expressionlessly.

Xue Chengde was stunned, trembling all over, and pointed at himself: "Cousin, you, you let me kill people......"

"Yes, kill this guy, don't be afraid, no one knows that you did it, I'm exercising your guts, as long as you are obedient, I can find a way to give it to you when you find the right ability in the future, so that you can also become a demon king."

Xue Chengde didn't know what he should do, but looking at Zhang Ningtian's ruthless eyes, he couldn't say no in his heart, he always felt that if he didn't do it, he might be the one who died.

Panicked and nervous, Xue Chengde got up and held the long sword on the ground, and suddenly a cold power penetrated into it, Xue Chengde trembled and slowly walked towards Zheng Yong, looking at the big man who was already unconscious, he raised his hand, but he couldn't stab it.

He hadn't killed anyone, and he didn't dare to kill anyone, it was terrifying, even the person in front of him who was dying.

"Do it, don't think about it, close your eyes, and stab the sword into it, it's very simple, don't you want to get back what you deserve over Xue Nai?"

Stimulated by Zhang Ningtian, Xue Chengde's body suddenly stopped trembling, looked at Zheng Yong with wide eyes, and then stabbed with a sword!

The blood rushed wildly, with warmth and thick blood hitting Xue Chengde's face, the touch made him completely stunned, his face was pale and expressionless, but the movement in his hand did not stop, he pulled out the sword, stabbed it again, and then another sword, one sword followed another......

Even Xue Chengde didn't know how many swords he had stabbed, and in the end, he was almost doing it with a mad smile.

"Haha, I killed someone, I killed someone......"

Zhang Ningtian ignored the crazy Xue Chengde, walked to the side of the magic light, slowly stretched out his hand and put it on the heart of the magic light, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, your ability will be handed over to me for safekeeping, and you can die with peace of mind——"

"I, I won't let go of death-"

Before the magic light could finish speaking, an endless scream followed, like the roar of an evil ghost from hell.