Ji Feng's barely raised head quickly drooped, and his long iron tongue slipped out of the man's wound softly, and his life finally came to an end. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man "pounced" on his knees, and the blood was like a shower, spurting out of the wound uncontrollably, almost flying to Su Xiaoqi's feet.

The thin sword was still in the man's hand, and if he let go, he would give up his life.

Suddenly, the thin sword "buzzed" in the man's hand, and the loud sword roar almost broke through the rain and fog and pierced the gray clouds.

Su Xiaoqi changed color in horror, and the aura exuded by the man was by no means beyond what could be achieved by the Void Fourfold Cultivation, at least ...... At the very least, it takes the Condensation Realm to exert such a powerful power!

There was no doubt that the man was using the talisman again.

The grade division of the spirit rune is the same as that of the spirit weapon, but the spirit rune is a one-time consumable item, and it needs to be refined by a spirit master above the condensation realm, and it can only seal the spirit art.

Although it is only seventy percent of the power of the spirit master when he casts his spiritual arts, after giving it to the younger generation, it can become a life-saving weapon. How difficult it is to refine the spirit rune, often more than a hundred times can succeed once, the man can have two spirit runes on his body, obviously his status in the spirit gate is not low.

The thin sword trembled even more violently, as if it had life, it broke free from the shackles of the man's hand, and slowly floated above his head, the tip of the sword pointed at Su Xiaoqi's eyebrows, and the cold sword qi was constantly swallowing out.

Su Xiaoqi wanted to get up and dodge, but the invisible qi machine locked him in. At this moment, Su Xiaoqi only felt like he was lying in a coffin, and the only thing he could do was to roll his eyes, and even stretching his arms and kicking his legs became a luxury.

In an instant, the thin sword shot out like a stream of autumn water, Su Xiaoqi licked his lips, he was not afraid of course it was fake, as long as the sword stabbed him, the new life he had obtained would disappear.

But since both horizontal and vertical are dead, why can't you die with dignity?

The only pity is that he is still bare-bottomed, and if someone comes to collect the man's body and finds him naked like this, it will really be ......

Su Xiaoqi shook his head bitterly, and raised his face at the sharp sword that shot at him, he rummaged through his mind to find an imposing word to set off the atmosphere, but found that he was really dead, and no matter how imposing the words came to his mouth, it became ridiculous.

Just as Su Xiaoqi slowly closed his eyes, he suddenly thought of something, and at the same time, the blood scales seemed to come out of his back with a sense.

Su Xiaoqi's body could not extract spiritual power, so he devoured flesh and blood, and when the blood scales and wings condensed and formed, Su Xiaoqi was almost thin into a reed, and his skin was close to the piercing bones.

The wings protected Su Xiaoqi's group, thinking that it would be an earth-shattering explosion, but the thin sword that touched the bloody scales was silently broken. The terrifying sword was annihilated in the air, and it only made people feel an incomprehensible sense of unreality.

The threat was lifted, and the blood scales retracted into Su Xiaoqi's body in an instant, Su Xiaoqi looked at the man with a look of disbelief, and couldn't help but feel a little more happy.

"Heaven and man are indeed a symbol of calamity. The man fell to the ground and muttered, "How can I ...... How can you die?"

The man didn't move, and the rain also had a tendency to gradually stop, and Su Xiaoqi, who had a hard time lifting his fingers, thought of one more thing, since the man's status in the Lingdao Gate was not low, would there be an entourage around him?

The more Su Xiaoqi thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very great.

People always think that they can't do a lot of things, often because they can't push themselves, and they may have a butcher's knife to cut off their heads at any time, and Su Xiaoqi burst out with unlimited potential.

He picked up a fragment of a thin sword, stepped to Ji Feng's side in a few steps, flipped Ji Feng's body over, and Su Xiaoqi quickly cut off a few pieces of skin covered with pus from his body.

Holding these pieces of skin, Su Xiaoqi picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up, couldn't stop sighing and shaking his head, he couldn't make up his mind.

Finally, he relented, peeled off the dragon-shaped pattern on his left chest bloodily, and pasted Ji Feng's skin on it.

Soon, the venom infected Su Xiaoqi's body, and there was no symbol of heaven and man on his left chest, only a disgusting piece of skin.

But Su Xiaoqi knew that as long as he used his spiritual power a little, this piece of skin would fall off, because his body was already invulnerable, and the dragon-shaped pattern would also appear again.

This pattern will accompany Su Xiaoqi for the rest of his life, whether it is burned or peeled, it will emerge from under the skin when the wound heals, just like the bear child who is difficult to get rid of in the family of the seven aunts and eight aunts, useless but often causes trouble.

The trouble in his chest was temporarily covered, and Su Xiaoqi did the same, applying Ji Feng's skin to the wound that the man had cut before, he had to cover the sword wound left by the man, creating the illusion that he had never fought with the man.

In this way, when encountering a man's entourage, it can increase the chances of survival.

Su Xiaoqi suddenly felt tired, he spent this time either in injury or in a coma, he felt that he could change his name to Su Injury, or Su was in a coma.

Ji Feng's skin was almost completely peeled off, Su Xiaoqi was a knife that followed the man's swordsmanship, of course, the sword intent in it Su Xiaoqi could not imitate. But the corpse was already a blur of flesh and blood, and it was estimated that there was not much deviation after being washed by the rain.

In addition, Su Xiaoqi also cut several extremely deep wounds on his body, and those who are familiar with the man are likely to find the traces left by the man's swordsmanship from the sword wounds on his body, and Su Xiaoqi needs to destroy it more thoroughly.

After everything was dealt with, Su Xiaoqi made sure that nothing was missing, so he lay on his back on the ground and slowly closed his eyelids.

His white jade cigarette pouch and the two pages of "The Eighth Set of Radio Gymnastics" were pressed with stones at the bottom of the lake, and although the venom rotted people's muscles and bones, it would only be a waste of effort to corrode the exercise fragments of "The Eighth Set of Radio Gymnastics".

The Tiannan mutton fat white jade carved into a white jade cigarette pouch is different from ordinary jade, it is one of the best materials for refining defensive spiritual weapons, and it is estimated that the venom of the yellow-skinned toad frog cannot even corrode the large pit of lice.

Su Xiaoqi was not sure that he was absolutely safe, and these two items would have to lie at the bottom of the lake all the time. He wasn't worried that someone would accidentally take these two treasures, after all, it would take at least a few months for the venom in the lake to be diluted, and how many people would want to come to this poisonous land?

Not long after, there was a rapid sound of skimming the air not far away, and before anyone arrived, the sound of fear and anxiety came first.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, answer me quickly, you must not have an accident!"

The person who came kept repeating a sentence in his mouth, and when the voice was closer, Su Xiaoqi, who was gradually losing his strength, raised his eyelids with difficulty, the person who came was wearing the same clothes as the man, and his round face was full of tears.