The sword poured into the world and roared wildly, and his head and face were drenched in sweat. The state of ten successful forces lasted for more than half a quarter of an hour, and the consumption of internal forces was ten times that of usual. The pressure on the meridians is dozens of times that of usual, and at this moment, there are already faint signs of damage. If it goes on like this, in a few moments, his meridians will not be able to withstand the consumption of ten percent of the internal force operation state for a long time, and the meridians will inevitably burst and die!

"Get out! Get out if you have the ability! Get out of here—"

The sword roared wildly all over the world, he was unwilling, and when he saw that his dream was about to come true, he didn't make a sideways kick, and now he was crushed by a master who didn't even know where he was.

"I want to roll too, but unfortunately I'm not a ball." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind the tree beside the two of them.

A gust of wind blew the fallen leaves and fell one after another.

Behind the tree, a man in a golden battle suit came out, the man looked indifferent, and looked at Bu Ming and the sword with an expressionless face.

There are many disciples in Wudang Mountain who don't wear sect costumes and robes, and there are many who like to change their battle clothes to gold, but among the artistic conception level masters of Wudang Mountain, there is only one person who likes to wear golden clothes when practicing on the mountain on weekdays, but likes to wear purple when he is outside.

This person is none other than the deputy head of the Wudang faction.

It's just that this battle suit, coupled with the words of silence, the sword will already know who he is in the world.

This kind of tone made the sword that was already familiar with Jia immediately recognized by the world.

On Buming's face, sweat continued to flow out, sliding down the skin on his face.

He was nervous.

As a person who cultivates the Demon Desire Sutra, or has never changed the sand between his fingers, and has an aphrodisiac effect, he must hide himself carefully on weekdays, once exposed. The results will be terrible. The Demon Desire has plagued the rivers and lakes, and those who have not been modified by the sand between the fingers do not have an aphrodisiac effect, and those who have not cultivated the true artistic conception are not enough, because after being reborn, it is equivalent to losing the capital of these evils. However, a cultivator of the Demonic Desire Sutra Artistic Conception who has cultivated the true artistic conception will definitely not end well if he is discovered by the sects in the rivers and lakes. Even if he was in the Holy Land of Killing Dao, he had already experienced the rectification of the cultivators of the True Artistic Conception of the Demon Desire Sutra by a small killing.

The Wudang faction can't tolerate such an existence.

Bu Ming left the Middle Demon Holy Land after being reborn that year. After the Providence mission was reborn, he pretended to be a newcomer and returned to the Wudang faction, experienced the cruelty of the golden age of killing the rivers and lakes, and finally accumulated a billion murderous points, and became a high-status and famous master in the Wudang faction, but now, it will be destroyed overnight?

Not Naki is very confident, but. The opponent was too strong, and his self-confidence turned to despair.

A super-first-class top master for hundreds of years, and one of the only remaining artistic conception masters in the rivers and lakes today, how can he be like this. Can ordinary super-first-class masters in the past be compared?

It's just that there is a gap in the level of the martial arts, there is a serious suppression of strength, the cultivation of artistic conception, and the gap in the ultimate attribute value. Totally overwhelming.

"Doesn't the deputy head also want to be a yellow bird? If so, this first enjoyment of power is naturally the deputy head! I don't sing just to get white martial arts experience through mating, and the sword is pouring into the world just to hope for a kiss. Naturally, he was willing to let the deputy head of the company enjoy it for the first time, and the deputy head of the company had protected the purple shirt for many years, and it was natural to see her beauty every day. Bu Ming said with his last expectation.

If you just want to protect white, why bother?

Bu Ming thinks that plus may have another purpose, what else can this purpose be?

The first beauty in the rivers and lakes, any man should be eager to have, even if he can only possess it once, it is enough to remember it for a lifetime, and it is proud and satisfied when he thinks about it.

Plus, of course, a man.

"The remnants of the Demon Desire Gate have nothing in their minds except for this kind of dirty thoughts." Jia slowly walked towards the cold ice, and the sword with the palm of his hand on the cold ice was covered with sweat all over his face, which was hot sweat, but at this moment, he no longer knew whether the sweat was hot or cold. When Bu Ming opened the power of the Demonic Desire Sutra, it was to observe whether there were abnormal changes in the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and after opening it, abnormal changes were indeed discovered. At this moment, he knew that this was the effect of the interference of the selfless artistic conception on the natural forces of heaven and earth, and the cold ice was affected by the power of the selfless artistic conception, and had the characteristics of constantly absorbing the natural power of the outside world and transforming it into cold air.

Of course, the ice can't melt.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that the deputy head of the League has left the Justice League, and he is still willing to be a lackey like in the past, and has been guarding the wife of the leader of the alliance! It's really ridiculous, if I have the ability to add a deputy head, the world is so big, I can accommodate anywhere, in the face of such a first beauty in the rivers and lakes, it is better to enjoy it! "Bu Ming is looking for life, but after thinking about it, he only manages to arouse the desire of Jia, which of course needs to stimulate Jia's self-esteem first.

Jia stopped beside Jian Tiantian, and asked indifferently, "Why didn't the people in the ice cellar resist?" ”

"How do I know? Who knows what she's doing, as if she didn't even see me! Jian Tiantian replied quickly with an impatient look, he didn't need to think about it at all, he had already thought it through. At the moment, no matter what he says or does, it is just a dead end. After being reborn, of course, you can only take refuge in the Holy Land of Killing, and if you betray others now, you will definitely not be able to confess to the small killing in the future, and you will inevitably have no way to take refuge. Protecting the woman in white who he didn't know in the ice cellar naturally became something he had to consider. "Hmph, no wonder the guards outside the cellar are so simple, it turns out that you are the real guards outside! The dignified deputy head is so condescending! You're like a dog—"

Jia smiled indifferently, he didn't think much of this kind of words, he had seen and experienced everything in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and where would he be disturbed by this kind of words. "In that case, you have no value in living."

Sword, unsheathed.

In an instant, the cold light flickered.

The blade of the sword suddenly cut the throat of the sword that poured the world.

His hand finally left the ice, blood splattered from his throat, and he fell on his back on the grass in the woods.

His eyes were round, he couldn't see the sword clearly, he just felt, very quickly, really quickly......

At the same time as the plus appeared, it didn't move!

Under the urging of the special effect of ground killing, Bu Ming's figure disappeared in an instant, and the sword in his hand, at the fastest speed in his life, stabbed at Jia's head!

The cold light, in a flash, cut the throat of the sword that poured all over the world, and then flashed, blocking the sword that did not sound.

didn't make any moves, just shook slightly, didn't even sound the person with the sword, and was suddenly shocked and flew away, and when he landed, the sword in his hand was still shaking freely......

"It's up to you, what mission has the Holy Land of Killing Dao given you?" With an expressionless indifferent question, Bu Ming smiled coldly. "I said, you don't have to die?"

"You said, I can keep the secret of cultivating the artistic conception of the Demon Desire Sutra for you."

Bu Ming was slightly stunned, originally his rhetorical question was just a mockery, because he knew that if he didn't say it, he would definitely die. But Jia's answer, which was straight to the point, also made him unmoved. Rebirth is terrifying, and the level of martial arts is just that, it will be able to recover to at least level ninety martial arts in more than a year, but the murder value is ...... It's hard to get so much more. "I said, how about you let me go?"

"No way. You are an undercover agent in the Wudang faction, at least abolish martial arts. ”

Abolish martial arts, the murderous value can be retained, although he has such a high murderous value and is not a disciple of the Wudang faction, even if he is allowed to leave the Wudang faction alive, how far he can go in the rivers and lakes without being absorbed by others' murderous qi is unknown, but after all, there is still hope, however, how to make the little killing not take back the protection given to him by the leader's power? "If you let me go, I can be a double-faced spy for you. Mingzhu kills the Holy Land, secretly, I obey your orders, how about it? Otherwise, the Holy Lord of the Killing Dao will still take back the protection given to me by the power of the leader, and the end of waiting will still be mad and crazy, and the murderous value will be given to others in vain. If you promise, from now on, whatever you want to know, I will know everything, and I will be faithful to you and obey your orders. ”

"You're smarter than him." Plus smiled indifferently.

"I'm supposed to be smarter than this shit." Bu Ming did not show his confidence modestly and calmly.

"You don't want a little killing."

"Of course I don't want to, but that doesn't mean I won't be faithful to you. What will happen to the Killing Dao Holy Land in the future, no one knows. It is impossible to perish for a moment, and perhaps in a few years I will have another way, and of course I will choose to be faithful to you than to lose everything now. I have a very high status among the many shadows of the Killing Dao Holy Land, of course you will not doubt that although my strength is much weaker than yours, I am an artistic conception level master after all. On the surface, Xiao Killing reorganized the Killing Dao Holy Land and cleaned up those masters who cultivated the true artistic conception of the Demon Desire Sutra, but in fact, he incorporated these people into secret combat power and directly obeyed him, similar to the shadow crowd of White Dusk, and I was also one of them. Frankly speaking, although the power of the murderous effect attracted me, it was not enough for me to give up everything I got in the Wudang Sect for this reason, and it was only because Mo Ke had no choice but to obey the orders of the Killing Dao Holy Land. Little Kill is the sword of the leader of the secret force order, there are three teams of people, two teams of five, one team of three, and I, the captain of the three teams. You should believe that I know a lot of important secrets, my worth, and you will not fail to understand. If you don't let me go, you can only know what happened before today, and if you let me go, you can also know the secrets of the Holy Land of Killing Dao after today. ”

It's the only way to get the best of both worlds.

He regretted that he had made a fatal mistake today, he had long known that Jia often practiced alone, but he had never thought about the question of whether Jia would practice near the entrance of the ice cellar for a long time. As the saying goes, it's exactly what happened. (To be continued......)