"Dang!"

Just when Wei Tian led people to open the door of the warehouse, Yang Jing's last hammer just fell.

The final hammer fell, and the three-pointed, two-edged knife took shape.

"Zila."

"Zila, zila!"

Yang Jing pressed the three-pointed two-edged knife to the water to cool, faintly, and could see that there was a dragon soul floating in the blade.

Yang Jing forcibly stripped the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger from his body, and then created the Tiger Head Armor and the Three-Pointed Two-edged Knife respectively. 、

At the same time, he also separated his soul from the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger.

The souls of the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger were sealed by him in the three-pointed two-edged sword and the tiger head armor.

Today, these two weapons can be described as extraordinary.

"Yang Jing, I'm damaging your grandma, you are a person who is designated to be seriously ill!"

"Risking your life just to fight this last battle, are you worth it?" The Soul Demon Jiao in the three-pointed two-edged knife scolded angrily.

Actually, now for Yang Jing, Demon Jiao and Demon Tiger don't hate him so much.

Because, after this battle, the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger can still exist in the form of a machine soul.

However, Yang Jing was already destined to be annihilated.

For this last battle, Yang Jing burned his own hard work and consumed everything he had.

Is it worth it?

Maybe it's because everyone has a different meaning to live, and Yang Jing thinks it's worth it.

"You're here?"

"I thought it would be Feng Wuji's old thing!" Yang Jing looked up at Wei Tian and said in a deep voice.

Although Wei Tian hid very deeply, Yang Jing's perception was very keen, and he always knew that Wei Tian was a master hidden beside the leader.

After hearing Yang Jing's words, Wei Tian's face couldn't help but sink.

Yang Jing's words are obvious, this is looking down on him!

The meaning of this is that he is not as good as Feng Wuji.

"Are you looking down on me?" Wei Tian grimaced and gritted his teeth.

Yang Jing's face showed a miserable smile, and he explained: "No, you misunderstood! ”

"I don't just look down on you, Feng Wuji, I look down on you too!"

"It's just that I want to kill Feng Wuji's old thing more than you."

"However, it is the same to kill you first and then kill him."

Last time, in the battle of the secret room, Yang Jing lost to Feng Wuji.

However, it is not that Yang Jing is inferior to Feng Wuji.

It's because not long after Yang Jing woke up, Demon Jiao and Demon Tiger were not in harmony with him. Moreover, he has to take care of his sister's safety.

Under these many conditions, Yang Jingcai lost to Feng Wuji.

But that's no longer the case.

Yang Chan has been sent to Pengcheng, and he has completely controlled his body. Moreover, the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger were also made into weapons by him, which can perfectly use their power.

The current Yang Jing, although it is the last battle, is also the strongest battle.

Now, it is the heyday of Yang Jing.

Wei Tian is a top master, the ceiling among the life tattoo masters, he is so despised by Yang Jing, and he is naturally very angry in his heart.

"Yang Jing, you are too arrogant!" Wei Tian said angrily.

Wei Tian thought that Yang Jing was arrogant, but he didn't know that Yang Jing really didn't take him seriously!

To look down is to look down on it nakedly.

Does the mud bodhisattva still have three points of fire?

What's more, he Wei Tian is not a mud bodhisattva, he is an angry-eyed vajra.

"Kill him for me!" As soon as Wei Tian gave an order, these people he brought with him immediately surrounded Yang Jing.

Before Yang Jing could make a move, the two tiger head shoulder guards on his shoulders spewed out surging demonic flames from his mouth, igniting the life tattoo masters who surrounded him.

In the blink of an eye, it burned to ashes.

When Wei Tian first saw Yang Jing, he sensed that something was wrong.

Yang Jing, Demon Jiao, and Demon Tiger are all one.

However, Yang Jing in front of him was a person, although he was covered in blood and there were obvious traces of stitching.

But it's really personal.

Wei Tian hadn't figured out where the Demon Tiger and Demon Jiao had gone at first.

Now, Yang Jing's tiger head armor spewed out a demonic flame, which was clearly the ability of the demonic tiger.

Suddenly, Wei Tian suddenly realized that he finally understood where the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger had gone.

"Yang Jing, you are really a ruthless person!" Wei Tian squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

Wei Tian thought to himself, Guan Erye scraped his bones to cure the poison, and he had to take a few sips of wine!

You're a hard knife!

After the horn, you can still endure the injuries and turn the gouged Demon Jiao and Demon Tiger into weapons.

Are you TM or an individual?

After figuring out what happened, Wei Tian couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Now, in the face of Yang Jing, a ruthless man, he is really a little bottomless in his heart.

Although Wei Tian was a little weak-hearted, he felt that he might not be Yang Jing's opponent.

However, he must not retreat without a fight.

If he didn't fight, he was scared away by Yang Jing.

After he goes back, he will definitely not be able to explain to the leader.

Thinking of this, Wei Tian jumped up violently, waved the demon slaying pestle in his hand, and smashed it towards Yang Jing.

The demon pestle broke through the air, and it shook out bursts of energy ripples.

Wei Tian and Yang Jing are actually somewhat similar, the power of the rules that the two of them have mastered is not the power of the rules with bells and whistles.

Instead, he integrates the power of the rules into his body and prefers a hand-to-hand combat style.

In layman's terms, Wei Tian and Yang Jing are two warriors.

And Feng Wuji's fighting style of the Thunderbolt King is more inclined to a mage.

Wei Tian killed, and Yang Jing waved his three-pointed two-edged knife to meet him.

In the warehouse, the two of them came and went, constantly colliding together.

"Dang!"

"When! While! ”

The demon slaying pestle and the three-pointed two-edged knife collided continuously, and the crisp sound of metal crashing echoed in the warehouse.

In a battle of their level, ordinary life pattern masters couldn't interfere at all, and these people brought by Wei Tian had already retreated outside the warehouse at this moment, watching from afar.

As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

Anyone who got close to them could be shocked to death by the energy fluctuations.

Both of them are powerful and heavy, frontal attack moves.

After fighting almost a dozen moves, you can see the gap between the two.

The gap between the fifth order and the fifth order seems to be far greater than imagined.

With just a dozen moves, Wei Tian obviously fell into the disadvantage, and he was beaten and retreated.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!

"Roar!"

A dragon groan sounded, and the three-pointed two-edged knife was handed over again, and Wei Tian raised the demon pestle to block.

Wei Tian gritted his teeth and used the demon pestle against the knife and fork of the three-pointed two-edged knife, making it difficult for Yang Jing to move forward.

"Sonorous!"

Yang Jian dragged the three-pointed two-edged knife and slashed across the demon slaying pestle, making a piercing metal scraping sound.

When the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed at Wei Tian's ear, Yang Jing pushed it hard, and it was about two or three centimeters.

However, just two or three centimeters is enough!

The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jing's hand suddenly picked up, and Wei Tian screamed in pain.

I saw that Wei Tian's right ear was picked and flew out, and suddenly, blood flowed.

"Ahh

"Ahh Yes! ”

Wei Tian was in pain, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he pushed Yang Jing out and staggered back a few steps.

At this moment, the blood in the left ear had already flowed half of the face, all the way down the neck.

More than a dozen tricks!

It was only a dozen moves before Yang Jing asked him for an ear.

If this is a few dozen moves, wouldn't it be fate to be put here.

Wei Tian was a little frightened, he was also a fifth-order, he was not Yang Jing's opponent at all.

"Yang Jing, you are looking for death by yourself!" Wei Tian roared angrily and took out the black rune paper that the leader gave him when he was leaving.

With a roar, he ignited the black rune paper.

However, after the black rune paper was burned, it did not have any effect on Yang Jing. 、

Wei Tian: "????? ”

Wei Tianleng was stunned, thinking, the leader pits me!

In fact, the leader really didn't cheat him.

The function of this rune paper is to make the trinity of Yang Jing, Demon Jiao, and Demon Tiger fall into chaos, so that they can lose their combat effectiveness.

However, that can only work when Yang Jing, Demon Jiao, and Demon Tiger share a body.

Now, Yang Jing forcibly cut out the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger, naturally, the Trinity no longer exists, and this black charm is naturally invalid.

"Hahaha!" Looking at Wei Tian's stunned appearance, Yang Jing laughed and said, "I knew that the boss was cunning and cunning, and he would definitely leave a way to control me." ”

"That's why I'd rather bear the pain of cutting my flesh and removing my bones, I'd rather cut my soul apart, and I want to cut out the demon Jiao and the demon tiger."

"I, Yang Jing, my life is up to me, not to heaven!"

"What kind of thing is he who wants to control me?"

Yang Jing was proud, but Wei Tian was frightened.

Although he guessed what happened, he still felt shocked when Yang Jing personally said the matter of cutting the flesh and removing the bones.

Because, this is not at all the pain that human willpower can bear.

"Yang Jing, you dare to be disrespectful to the leader."

"I'm telling you, the leader is far from being as simple as you think."

"Even if you divide the Demon Jiao and the Demon Tiger, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the leader."

"It's the shore to turn back, you turn back now, it's still too late!" Wei Tian persuaded him.

This kid is an acquaintance, but he sees that the means are useless, and he is not Yang Jing's opponent.

He can't use the hard one, it's time to use the soft one.

It's a pity that his kind words of persuasion are doomed to be in vain.

All the misery of Yang Jing can be said to be due to the party of the king and the leader.

If it weren't for the leader who repeatedly used his sister to threaten him, how could he, Yang Jing, do so many bad things.

Now, when he closes his eyes every night, what Yang Jing sees are the innocent survivors who died at his hands.

He's killed too many innocent people, and he's got too much blood on his hands.

If you want to wash away this blood, there is only one way, and that is to use the blood of the leader to wash away his shame.

"Send you back to the West first, and then, Feng Wuji!"

"In the end, it's the leader!" Yang Jing's tone was sonorous and powerful, extremely firm.

Wei Tian roared angrily: "Yang Jing, even if you can kill me, you are definitely not the opponent of the leader. ”

(End of chapter)