Jiang Pinghe took a deep breath and slammed it into his chest, spurting a large patch of blood from his mouth.

His heart was already damaged, and now he is still hammering at his chest like this, this is simply looking for death!

But this is not a simple search for death, but a planned search for death.

The blood that spurted out of his mouth was the blood of his heart.

And the blood that spurted out did not fall, but condensed into a bloody sword in mid-air.

It's sorcery!

The evil demon is crooked, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

However, Jiang Pinghe has already lost 8,000 by himself, and it is not bad to lose these 800 again!

The blood sword exuded an indescribable fishy smell, which made Wang Dong's brows furrow.

Blood Demon Ancestor Fang Lang is right, this Jiang Pinghe is a martial artist of the Innate Realm, and he is still so bells and whistles.

Steal the limelight from their young people!

Can't bear it.

The hand holding the Thundermark Knife tightened and took a deep breath.

This is the first time in his life that he has fought against the innate realm, a battle of life and death, and a fair battle!

And it is also a congenital middle period, which is enough to record the annals of history.

Inexplicably excited, too exciting.

It's a pity that Li Xuanjing's kid is back to the Taixu Sword Sect, otherwise it would be recorded in his small notebook, and it would be beautified, how good.

"Wang Dong, the old man's sword, you should kneel down and take it. ”

"Why?"

"Honestly kneel down and die, the old man let you die decently. At least, don't move your face. ”

Wang Dong was in awe, respecting his own face is more important than respecting himself as a person!

"With this sentence to you, this seat has changed my mind, don't kill your whole family, leave a glimmer of life!"

"Hehe, do you really think that by relying on the divine soldier to cut off the old man's two fingers, you can compete with the innate one?

If the old man wasn't seriously injured, let alone taking a mutilated divine weapon, it would be considered a complete divine weapon......"

Wang Dong raised his hand and slashed it down.

[Robbery, a heavy slash]

He likes to pretend to be forced in front of others, but he doesn't like others to pretend to be in front of him.

So he didn't bother to listen to Jiang Pinghe's words, so he picked up his knife and cut it directly.

Seeing this, Jiang Pinghe sneered, waved his hand, and the blood sword slashed down.

He seemed to see Wang Dong's head cut off by a sword, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

The blood sword fell, and blood splattered.

Wang Dong glanced at Jiang Pinghe, who had been split in half, and shook his head.

Innate, but Erer!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Dong looked calm, sat cross-legged next to Jiang Pinghe's corpse, meditated with a clear heart, and breathed to restore his true qi.

This sword depleted his Thunder Emperor's true qi, and it also overdrew a lot of his potential.

If you are too weak at this time, it is safest to meditate and recover as soon as possible.

In fact, Wang Dong is still very stable!

He has always looked down on those who are arrogant and domineering.

An hour later, Wang Dong's complexion gradually became much more rosy, and he almost recovered.

At this time, Lin Jie, the dog king of the four protectors of the Fengyun God Sect, found Wang Dong with a few disciples.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Why are you here?"

Wang Dong opened his eyes, his eyes were languishing, his face was pale, and he was full of weakness.

"The subordinates saw that the sect leader was chasing and killing the Tianji Gate Innate, and they were worried about the safety of the sect leader, so they chased after them all the way with their disciples. ”

"You've got a heart!"

The Dog King glanced at the two-petaled corpse at Wang's feet, and asked with a shocked face, "Sect Master, is this...... This is a congenital corpse?"

"Not bad!"

"Master...... Unexpectedly...... Actually beheaded an innate statue?"

"The Blood Demon Ancestor of our Divine Sect, the Divine Might, has already pierced the heart of this Jiang Pinghe with one shot before!

This old man was already seriously injured and dying, and he had no innate combat power at all, only the level of the True Qi Realm remained!

This seat beheaded him, it's not worth mentioning. ”

Lin Jie breathed a sigh of relief and said with concern, "How is the sect leader's injury?"

Wang Dong's face became more and more pale, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth, causing several Divine Sect disciples to tremble.

"The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, although this Jiang Pinghe is dying, it is still extremely terrifying.

Although this seat beheaded him, his own injuries were even more serious!

Fortunately, the dog king, you arrived in time, otherwise a second-rate master passing by at this time would have taken the life of this seat.

This seat has just been killed, and it has not yet had time to become famous, if it is hacked to death by an unknown rat, it will really be ruined in a lifetime!"

As he spoke, Wang Dong spurted another mouthful of blood, his complexion became even more sluggish, and his breath gradually weakened.

From beginning to end, he felt that this Lin Jie had a backbone, after all, this kid had a good relationship with Wang Xiaofeng before.

However, this Lin Jie has always behaved finely, and Wang Dong is embarrassed to take him under the knife.

This time it's just time to catch this Lin Jie again!

After Wang Dong finished speaking, Dog King Lin Jie looked worried, and said with a straight face:

"Fortunately, the subordinates came down in time, the sect leader can rest assured, but if anyone wants to be disrespectful to the sect leader, unless they step on the corpses of their subordinates!"

"Stand up. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Wang Dong waited for a long time, but this Lin Jie was still respectful and honestly supported himself.

With a sigh, Wang Dong was slightly disappointed.

It seems that this Lin Jie will not make a move on himself.

Wang Dong is really a little incomprehensible, this dog king Lin Jie doesn't want to turn against himself, or can he really stand it!

After all, the news he can find out is that Lin Jie and Wang Xiaofeng have a good relationship.

As for this good, in the end, it is a fox friend and a friend of wine and meat, and it is not a pity to die......

Or is it really a deep brotherhood, with a knife in both ribs, I don't know.

"You, go touch the corpse and see if there are any good things on this Jiang Pinghe!" Wang Dong pointed to a disciple.

Being named by the sect leader himself, that disciple was excited, there were not many opportunities to be familiar in front of the sect leader, he had to touch the corpse and behave well.

Touching a corpse is not a technical job, as long as you are bold and careful, you will definitely be able to touch it well.

Five minutes later, this disciple touched Jiang Pinghe's two-petaled corpse inside and out.

I found a short sword, a secret book, a jade bottle, a small box, and a stack of tickets (golden tickets).

"Huishenjiao!" Wang Dong pushed away Lin Jie, who was holding him, and in an instant, he was angry and powerful.

Where is there still a little injury and malaise!

Cold sweat broke out on Lin Jie's forehead and back at the same time, he didn't understand where he didn't understand that the sect leader was testing himself just now.

Temptation is temptation, and after the temptation is over, it is still so blatantly expressed!

This......

Can't you give the Mad Demon Dog King a little face?

Anyway, it's one of the four protectors of the Divine Sect, and I don't want to lose face to the dog king?

All right!

Don't lose face in front of the sect leader, just life.

Back to the Cult of God,

Wang Dong counts the spoils of war.

The short sword and the long sword that fell at the mountain gate before are a set, the son and mother sword.

They are all first-class treasure soldiers!

This kind of treasure soldier, Wang Dong naturally would not selflessly dedicate himself to the Tibetan Soldier Valley, and threw all his brains to Lu Caiyi who was lying on the bed.

The cheats are called "Blood Swordsmanship".

This secretary is insidious and vicious.

Once you cultivate, if you are not careful, you will go crazy.

The reason why Jiang Pinghe carried it with him was not because he was reluctant to give others to cultivate, but because he was afraid that he would be inadvertently seen and kill others!

Because he was a congenital, he was not lightly harmed by this blood sword technique.