From the eyes of the strong man who dominates the side, he saw fear, and in Wang Changsheng's opinion, it can only be described in four words.

Incredible!

"You don't dare to kill you?" Wang Changsheng said with a sneer.

Wang Changsheng felt that this late Yuan Infant realm cultivator was a little floating?

Don't he know that at this moment, his life is in his own hands?

I am afraid in my heart, I am worried that I will be retaliated against in the future, so I must be able to survive now!

"Then I'd rather die at your hands..."

The late Yuan Infant Realm cultivator said softly, as if he was not a threat to Wang Changsheng in the slightest.

Are you really not afraid of death?

Of course not!

But sometimes, some things are more terrible than death!

"Kill me!"

The late Yuan Infant Realm monk said again.

Wang Changsheng frowned, obviously he didn't expect that the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator would be so stubborn?

No, even, it's not stubbornness, it's stubbornness!

In the face of the threat of death, do not let go at all!

In this case, the Langcang Sword appeared in Wang Changsheng's hand and pressed against the chest of the late Yuan Infant realm monk.

The wound that had just healed was stabbed out by the Langcang Sword again.

Even, Wang Changsheng could feel the beating heart of the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator from the Langcang Sword.

The speed of the heart beating faster and faster, indicating that the late Yuan Infant realm cultivators are still afraid of death!

Because, he's worried, he's afraid...

Neither of them spoke, and the Langcang Sword was against the chest of the late Yuan Infant realm monk, and blood flowed down the Langcang Sword from the wound.

"Kill?"

Wang Changsheng was also constantly asking himself in his heart.

According to Wang Changsheng's previous temper, he definitely didn't hesitate at all, and killed him directly.

However, this time is different from the past, Wang Changsheng wants to gain a foothold in the Weitian Realm, strength is one thing, and connections are another.

Liu Ye once told Wang Changsheng that when manpower is finally exhausted, only a strong team can ensure longevity.

Regarding Liu Ye's words, Wang Changsheng did not dare to agree, in Wang Changsheng's understanding, nothing is enduring.

And the person in front of him is still Wang Changsheng's enemy, and it is impossible for Wang Changsheng to win him over.

The reason why he was entangled was because Wang Changsheng needed some fame, and this monk in the late Yuan Infant realm could help Wang Changsheng achieve it.

Let him go, as long as the news spreads...

"He's Tsing Yi?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator and said in a deep voice.

Silent for a long time, this was the only question Wang Changsheng wanted to ask, and it was also the guess in Wang Changsheng's own heart.

The late Yuan Infant realm cultivator raised his head and looked at Wang Changsheng, his eyes did not change in the slightest.

"You are the peak powerhouse, the world of the peak powerhouse, you should know better than me!"

The late Yuan Infant Realm cultivator frowned and said, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

Lang Cangjian has been bleeding, and the monks of the late Yuan Infant realm did not dare to heal their wounds, as soon as these words came out, it also showed the attitude of the late Yuan Infant realm monks.

Not sure, not negative...

This agrees with Wang Changsheng's view.

Phew!

As soon as the words of the late Yuan Infant realm monk fell, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh sounded.

I saw Wang Changsheng's Langcang Sword, inserted from the chest of the late Yuan Infant realm monk, and pierced out from the back, with the width of the Langcang Sword, this was directly dividing the heart of the late Yuan Infant realm monk into two.

Phew!

Another voice sounded, Wang Changsheng withdrew the Langcang Sword, and there was not a trace of blood left on the rusty Langcang Sword.

"Spare your life!"

Wang Changsheng put away the Langcang Sword and said in a deep voice: "But let you go so simply, I feel like I'm panicking!"

After speaking, Wang Changsheng's figure slowly disappeared in front of the late Yuan Infant realm.

After some thought, Wang Changsheng planned to kill this person.

However, when the Langcang Sword passed through with a sword, Wang Changsheng suddenly felt bored.

Before, Wang Changsheng was still struggling, whether to kill or not, and found a lot of reasons for himself.

However, Wang Changsheng suddenly found that he didn't need so many reasons at all, and his strength was enough to push everything.

Why not kill?

It's very simple, Wang Changsheng suddenly has a little bit of a strong posture like willow leaves...

To put it more simply

I like it

Don't want to kill

Is it enough?

"Thank you..."

After Wang Changsheng's figure disappeared, it was a long time before a weak voice came out of the mouth of the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator.

Originally, when he was healing, he knew that the peak powerhouse had escaped, and he felt that he should be in a catastrophe today.

But when he woke up for the first time, Wang Changsheng didn't kill himself, and the late Yuan Infant realm monk felt that he should have hope to live.

But when Wang Changsheng asked about that person's identity, even if he had already determined the origin of that person in his heart, he didn't dare to say more.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he survived, and his emotions were ups and downs, which made the monks of the late Yuan Infant realm a little unable to react.

As for the injuries on his body, it was just a broken heart, and for the Yuanying Realm cultivators, it was not a problem at all.

The essence of the Yuanying realm monks is all above the Yuanying.

Shout!

Just as the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator was about to leave, a sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Immediately after, a black light appeared not far in front of the late Yuan Infant realm monk.

Seeing the black light appear, the late Yuan Infant realm monk was stunned at first, and then showed a helpless and bitter look.

"I thought I didn't have to die..."

The late Yuan Infant realm monk said helplessly, his tone full of despair and loneliness.

A dignified Yuan Infant Late Realm cultivator, being forced to this step, can be regarded as a joke.

"They'll be with you..."

A monk wrapped in a black robe walked out of the black light, and was at the peak powerhouse who had just fought Wang Changsheng.

I'm afraid, even Wang Changsheng himself didn't expect that this peak powerhouse would go and return?

Perhaps, never left?

Only this peak powerhouse himself knows it.

"Come on!"

The late Yuan Infant realm cultivator stood up and said softly, "Let me see how big the gap between me and the peak powerhouse is..."

A force spread out from the body of the late Yuan Infant realm monk.

Even if it is a late Yuan Infant realm cultivator, when facing death, there will be fear, otherwise, when the Langcang Sword is inserted into the heart, it will not tremble so fast.

But when I knew that I had to die, I was not so scary when I thought about it.

Boom boom...

Soon after, a roar rang out in the stars.

The sound was rapid and short, but in a few breaths, the sound disappeared completely.

A battle of life and death, but also a battle without suspense...

How could a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant realm be the opponent of a peak powerhouse?

That peak powerhouse, instead of using the means of sneak attack, but Zhengda Guangming used the power of magic and his own cultivation to crush the late Yuan Infant realm cultivator.

It can also be regarded as a respect for the monks of the late Yuan Infant realm...

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