Chapter 13: The Last Victor

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It seems calm, but in reality the hedging is very serious.

The golden body was stained, marking the loss of General Zuo's greatest reliance.

However, General Zuo has been practicing Buddhism for more than ten years, and even if the Buddha's light is lost, his skills are extremely profound. For a while, the two sides were evenly matched.

While......

A crash.

The two of them took a step back in unison.

General Zuo gasped and stared at the one-eyed dragon with a pale face, his eyes solemn.

The corpse poison has begun to invade the body.

More and more, he felt that the aura was unsustainable.

If you go on like this, you will surely die.

"Black Wind!"

General Zuo gasped, stared at the one-eyed dragon vigilantly, and said, "You came today, saying that you are looking for face." Actually, they want to take my money!"

"So what?"

Black Wind gasped and sneered.

"Since it's for money, why do you and I fight to the death?"

General Zuo smiled and said, "In this way, you take the money, and you and I go our own way, how about it?"

"Why should I believe you?"

The one-eyed dragon squinted and stared at General Zuo.

General Zuo smiled and threw a silver ring on his finger to the ground: "This is my Sumeru ring, all my things are in it!"

Looking at the silver ring in the snow, the one-eyed dragon was visibly moved.

"With money, you can go to the prosperous land south of the Yangtze River, why stay in this cold north?" General Zuo continued to tempt.

The one-eyed dragon hesitated for a moment, bending down to pick it up.

But at this moment, General Zuo's eyes burst into murder.

He suddenly launched and slashed down with a sword, as if he was about to decapitate the one-eyed dragon.

But the next moment, he was blinded.

The moment the one-eyed dragon lowered its head, a black light suddenly shot out from the back of his neck.

Sou......

This black light is extremely fast.

General Zuo didn't have time to dodge at all, and was shot in the chest.

"Grass ......"

General Zuo's eyes suddenly turned red.

He didn't expect that after thousands of calculations, he still fell on the road.

Unwillingly, General Zuo burst out with all his cultivation, and a sword burst out with a three-foot-long sword qi, directly cutting a one-foot-long wound on the chest of the one-eyed dragon in dodge.

This sword qi penetrated through the body.

In the midst of the blood, the one-eyed dragon's body was cut diagonally, split in two, and fell into the snow.

"Grass mud horse, dare to plot against Lao Tzu!"

General Zuo frantically swung his sword and cut down.

Bang bang bang.

The one-eyed dragon was cut straight into a pulp.

At this time, General Zuo's face had turned blue-black.

He spurted out a mouthful of black blood with a wow, and his body shook a little as he shook, and sat on the ground with his ass.

"I can't die, I don't want to die!"

His eyes gradually blurred, and General Zuo's heart was horrified.

He knew that if he didn't get effective treatment, he would soon die and turn into a pool of blood.

He struggled, reaching for the Sumeru Ring.

But he was powerless, and the ring that was close at hand seemed to be far away at the moment.

Suddenly, a foot stepped on the ring.

General Zuo raised his head, and in his blurred vision, a horse thief wearing a sheepskin jacket, a hat, and a long sword appeared in front of him.

"Give it to me, I'll give you glory and wealth!"

General Zuo stretched out his hand and roared.

The thief fiddled with the ring and slipped it over his finger. He turned his head and looked at General Zuo, who was attacked by poisonous gas, and his heart was extremely happy.

General Zuo...... Gee.

You didn't expect that you would have such a day.

Jiang Feng took out his long sword, stared at General Zuo condescendingly, and said lightly: "I will earn glory and wealth myself, goodbye, General Zuo!"

After speaking, Jiang Feng stabbed a sword into General Zuo's left eye, and the blade of the sword pierced through his brain.

General Zuo's body stiffened, and he fell to the ground with convulsions.

Black blood, falling along the blade of the sword, dripping into the snow with a snorting sound.

"What a domineering poison!"

Looking at General Zuo, who had already begun to corrupt, Jiang Feng's heart was awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, my neck was cold.

Jiang Feng looked up and saw that the snow had begun to fall again.

One piece, two pieces......

In the blink of an eye, it was already snowing.

Jiang Feng took the hat and tied the rope. Wrapped up his sheepskin jacket tightly and began to scavenge for the spoils of war.

These people are rich people.

Plenty of oil and water.

Jiang Feng was the first to pick up the Sumeru ring from the snow.

"The Three-Life Creation Decision" is a collection of exercises, which not only contains cultivation methods, but also the art of fighting. Among them, Jiang Feng liked the most was the nine sword formations recorded in it.

The Nine Great Sword Formations are the culmination of the formation method.

The formation on this Sumeru ring is not worth mentioning at all in front of the nine great sword formations. Barely a cup of tea time, Jiang Feng unlocked the formation on the ring.

After the formation was unraveled, Jiang Feng probed into his mind.

It didn't matter, he almost had a heart attack because of excitement.

The ten-meter-square space was filled with gold and jade. Among them, there are also some secret medicines and exercises of Buddhism.

It's been posted!

Jiang Feng clutched his little heart and spoke incoherently with joy.

After a while of excitement, Jiang Feng calmed down.

He rearranged the ring and put it on his finger. After thinking about it, he felt that he would be seen and cause trouble, so he took out a red rope from his pocket, put the ring on it, and hung it around his neck as a necklace.

Then, he began to loot the loot from the others.

Although he has a small treasury, it is still necessary to be diligent and thrifty. He doesn't dislike weapons or anything, and the quality of these weapons is very good, at first glance, they are masterpieces, and they will definitely sell for a lot of money.

As for gold, silver, and elixir, that's even more important.

Sure enough, he scavenged more than a dozen Qi Inducing Pills and healing medicines from the one-eyed dragon and the three dead knights. After collecting all these things.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and stuck the long sword in his hand into the snow.

Then, sit cross-legged and sit in front of the sword.

Start arranging your sword training!

This originally rusty long sword, after absorbing a lot of vitality after the battle just now, at this time most of the rust has fallen off, revealing the cyan lines inside. There are also dense runes on it.

These people have cultivated to a high level, and they must have a lot of vitality.

After absorbing these vitality, the long sword will definitely recover a lot.

Looking at the long sword that absorbed the white air flow in the formation.

Jiang Feng was full of anticipation.

He could feel the excitement of the sword.

As an anti-heaven weapon, it has been silent for too long after being dusty. Like a hero, it is desperate to regain its glory.

The wind blew and the snow became heavier.

Between the open world.

The long sword located in the formation, the body of the sword glowed with cyan fluorescence.

At this dawn, it echoes the dawn and sunrise in the east.

After absorbing the vitality.

Jiang Feng withdrew his long sword.

Just as he was about to turn away, he suddenly saw a cloth bag in the snowdrift.