"I chopped you!"

Feng Yuan stepped forward, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and instantly sealed Jiang Lang's retreat, Feng Yuan's sword body turned and stabbed Jiang Lang's eyebrows!

Jiang Lang moved, as fast as lightning, his body shook, and he disappeared from Fengyuan's sword qi, and the figure appeared behind Fengyuan, Jiang Lang directly smashed Fengyuan's back with a terrifying punch.

Feng Yuan is not a sixth-order martial artist, he reacts quickly, and with the power of turning, he makes a fist with his other hand, and directly meets it, hitting it hard, and slamming together in the air.

Bang!

A wave of qi burst out between the fists of the two, Jiang Lang did not take a step back, but Feng Yuan flew out like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"My arm! my arm!" Feng Yuan threw away the long sword, hugged the arm that was fighting Jiang Lang, and screamed in pain!

Feng Yuan's arm was actually broken! The broken bone spurs pierced the flesh and blood, and the white forest was exposed to the air!

Jiang Lang was stunned and looked at his hands, Feng Yuan was also a sixth-order martial artist, Jiang Lang originally thought that this punch should be able to force Feng Yuan away, but Jiang Lang couldn't have imagined that this punch directly broke Feng Yuan's arm?

What Jiang Lang didn't know was that after refining his body, the strength of his body at this moment could be compared to that of an eighth-order martial artist! Not to mention how much strength did Feng Yuan hastily turn around and meet him?

Jiang Lang didn't mean to take Fengyuan's life, so he hurriedly stepped forward to check Fengyuan's injury.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yuan shouted and threw a black thing at Jiang Lang.

"Die, brute!"

Jiang Lang is only about three zhang away from Fengyuan at the moment, Jiang Lang couldn't imagine that Fengyuan at this moment would still be able to make a move!

Jiang Lang raised his hand to block, and a thunderbolt exploded in Jiang Lang's arm!

Rumble!

The qi wave directly pushed Feng Yuan against the stone wall, Feng Yuan only felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a brute bull, Feng Yuan looked at where Jiang Lang was standing, spit out the blood in his mouth, and laughed wildly.

The thunderbolt is a self-defense object refined by a cultivator who knows the art of alchemy with saltpeter and other things, and a trace of true qi can be detonated, Fengyuan's thunderbolt is a defective product obtained by Feng Haiqing by chance, but even if it is a defective product, it is not something that a sixth-order martial artist can resist!

Feng Yuan's ruthlessness can be seen from this, the thunderbolt is extremely powerful, Feng Yuan originally wanted to kill a fourth-level demon beast with it, but now for the sake of the battle of will, he directly moved to Jiang Lang with murderous intent, and even threw the thunderbolt in the explosion range despite his own self!

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a deep pit appeared in the same place, Jiang Lang was covered in blood, and fell into the pit, the stream water in the stream slowly flowed into the deep pit, and Jiang Lang's blood dyed the stream water in it red!

And Jiang Lang doesn't know life and death!

"You two, come here!" Feng Yuan shouted to his two henchmen.

"Feng Shizi, are you alright?"

"What kind of are you talking about, can this be okay? Lao Tzu is about to die of pain!" Feng Yuan gritted his teeth and scolded, "Hurry up and show me if the kid surnamed Jiang is dead?

"Feng Shizi, we 、、、" The two of them glanced in Jiang Lang's direction, and their faces showed embarrassment.

"Hurry up! Do you want to pass the selection?" Feng Yuan shouted, the pain made the sweat on Feng Yuan flow like rain, but at this moment, his thinking became extremely clear, he had to cover up the fact that he had killed Jiang Lang, if he let these leaders of Xingchen know, he would be in big trouble, and he would not die, and if he stabbed his father, it would be a bad thing!

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the punishment of killing and killing each other by comrades is to crack the car!

At the foot of the mountain, in the big tent.

"What was the sound just now, Hongling, did you hear that?" Xingchen frowned.

Of course I heard such a loud voice, it should be whose Lao Tzu was not at ease and gave a thunderbolt. Hong Ling didn't care.

"Thunderbolts can't be taken out casually, is it in danger?"

The more Xingchen thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he suddenly stood up, "No, I'm going to take a look." ”

"Whatever you want!"

In the middle of a mountain stream.

Fengyuan's two followers began to bury Jiang Lang.

"You said that this kid named Jiang Lang is also powerful, and he can even make Feng Yuan take out a thunderbolt!" the man who fainted in blood whispered.

"Shhhhh

"But it's really a pity, Jiang Lang's strength will definitely shine in the Longxiang Army in the future!"

As the two of them spoke, the pit was about to be filled, and just as the last handful of dirt was sprinkled on it, a bloody hand rushed out of the dirt and slowly clenched into a fist!

"Qing 、、、 Qing Shizi, do you 、、、 you see it?" The man who fainted in blood saw the bloody hands, and his legs trembled with fright, and he couldn't speak completely.

"Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense, me, I see it!" the man who made the knife was also frightened.

When these two people came to bury Jiang Lang, they had already confirmed that Jiang Lang was dead, and there was absolutely no reason to live!

"Hell, run!"

The two of them ran away from the mountain stream even with a rolling belt, and even Fengyuan not far away didn't bother to take it away.

Feng Yuan felt inexplicable, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Feng Yuan turned his head to look at the place where Jiang Lang was buried, a man covered in blood and mud was standing, one arm was blurred with flesh and blood, hanging down weakly, and his blood-red eyes were staring at Feng Yuan!

The moment Feng Yuan recognized Jiang Lang, the person was like falling into an ice cave, and the whole person became stiff.

"You、、、 why aren't you dead?"

Jiang Lang's blood-stained face showed a strange smile, his blood-colored eyes stared at Feng Yuan, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"I'm not dead, aren't you disappointed?"

"But if I hadn't killed you, how could I have died?"

Time goes back to the time when the thunderbolt exploded, Jiang Lang stretched out his arm and blocked part of the explosion, but the energy generated by the thunderbolt at that moment instantly shattered Jiang Lang's arm and entered the meridians!

The furious energy tore at Jiang Lang's meridians until his heart!

Jiang Lang's consciousness sank into endless darkness, it seemed that a long, long time had passed, Jiang Lang's consciousness was getting more and more sluggish, and when he was about to dissipate, a light gate appeared in front of him!

After Jiang Lang entered the Light Gate, he came to a blood-colored world, and a figure in the distance came to Jiang Lang in a few steps.

Blood-colored clothes, blood-colored eyes, but a person who looks exactly like Jiang Lang!

"Who are you?"

"I'm Jiang Lang! What's the matter? I don't even know myself?" replied to Jiang Lang with blood-colored eyes, with a smile on his face, but Jiang Lang couldn't give birth to a trace of warmth, only that smile was very cold!

"No, you're not me! You're my inner demon!" Jiang Lang suddenly understood the identity of the person in front of him.

"Do you still have time to discuss what I am, do you know that I'm going to die soon?"

"So what?" Jiang Lang was very calm, the demon in his heart was too active, and there was definitely some conspiracy in it.

The heart demon saw Jiang Lang's thoughts, so he simply stopped beating around the bush and said bluntly: "It doesn't matter if you die, the point is that if you die, you will also pull me to be buried with you!"

"And what do you want?"

"I'll lend you my power! Let your consciousness return! And then there will be revenge, and there will be revenge! How about it?" A strange smile appeared on the corner of the demon's mouth, and his tone was full of temptation, "You also know that there is no such thing as a free luncheon、、、

"Let's get it straight, what do I have to pay?"

"The price? no, no, no, or rather, the deal!" the demon said with a look of success in his treacherous plan.

"Okay! I promised!"

。。。。。。。。。

Jiang Lang's eyes were full of anger, anger at Feng Yuan, "Do you know that you are looking for death!"

Nearly half of the meridians in Jiang Lang's body were destroyed, but Jiang Lang's killing intent was added to the power of the demons, and it actually formed a substantial whirlwind, pressing towards Fengyuan with Jiang Lang's steps!

A breath of death permeated Fengyuan's heart!

He wants to kill me! He wants to kill me! Feng Yuan only had this one thought in his mind.

"No! No, you can't kill me! You can't kill me!" Feng Yuan's legs kicked the ground, trying to distance himself from Jiang Lang. "I am the son of General Pingxi! You can't kill me! If you kill me, you'll die! You can't kill me!"

"Today, you will die!"

Jiang Lang's low and hoarse voice was as if he had returned from hell.

Jiang Lang kicked under his feet, with his intact arm, the fist condensed a trace of thunder, the storm above the mountain stream suddenly rose, and a cow roared in the void, with Jiang Lang's fist, the only foot stepped towards the head of Fengyuan!

"Stop!"

A sudden "stop" did not make Jiang Lang stop, but made the bloodthirsty color in Jiang Lang's eyes deeper and deeper.

Jiang Lang ignored the blocking of the star commander, and even increased his strength, and he was about to smash Fengyuan's head.

"Presumptuous! Lao Tzu told you to stop!"

Xingchen's palms gushed out with true qi, turning into a huge tiger and directly slamming into Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang turned over and got up, and with a roar! With a kick under his feet, Kui Niu's whole body in the void flashed with thunder, and he ran towards Fengyuan with Jiang Lang.

Xingchen was shocked, although Xingchen's strength was only in the late stage of martial arts, and he had not yet truly vaporized the yuan, he still felt the huge pressure in the void!

Xingchen saw the madness in Jiang Lang's eyes, his body flashed, grabbed Jiang Lang's intact arm with one hand, and pinched Jiang Lang's neck with the other, his true anger exploded, and Jiang Lang was pressed to the ground!

"Jiang Lang, you sober up!"

Jiang Lang roared in his throat and slapped the ground violently, the power of the demon in his heart made Jiang Lang a little delirious, and the shouts of the stars made Jiang Lang's eyes appear a trace of clarity.

Jiang Lang recovered his senses, knowing that after the arrival of the stars, he would never have the chance to kill Fengyuan again.

"You let it go, I won't kill him!" Jiang Lang said after taking a deep breath.

Xingchen didn't let go, but glanced at the frightened Feng Yuan, and said to Jiang Lang: "Jiang boy, I already know what is going on, I will give you justice!"

Jiang Lang snorted coldly in his heart, "Justice?" How can he, the son of a commoner, seek justice from the son of Feng Haiqing, the general of Pingxi? Fairness is a word that only exists under equal conditions!

"You let go, I have something to do!" Jiang Lang completely calmed down, and the red in his eyes quietly faded.