"Lao He, your injuries have not only healed, but your cultivation has also improved to two small realms!" Tie Wu Sheng finally discovered He Wu Sheng's strange appearance, his eyes widened and he looked incredulous, and then he smiled bitterly, realizing the truth, "I know, it must be because of that pill." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoCould it be that the pill you swallowed is Liuhe Dan?"

He Wusheng smiled slightly, his eyes were shining, and he took two steps closer to Tiewu Sheng, and said, "I didn't expect your eyesight to be good, what I swallowed was a Liuhe Pill, an eighth-level five-grade Liuhe Pill." ”

"Eighth-level five-grade!" Tie Martial Saint muttered with round eyes, he couldn't believe his ears at all, as the martial saint of the Four Seas Society, he fully understood the value of the eighth-level pill, and the reason why the Four Seas Society had such a great hostility towards the Tianhai Pavilion this time was precisely because the Tianhai Pavilion took out two eighth-level pills for auction, and his reputation soared.

Tie Wusheng showed a wry smile on his face, he even understood the side effects of this Liuhe Pill, whoever swallowed the Liuhe Pill, which one was not prepared to die?

But Tie Wu Sheng is not an idle person, how can he let He Wu Sheng stand and beat, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he reversed his previous pitiful state, and said coldly: "After swallowing the Liuhe Dan, you can only obtain the blessing of cultivation in a short time, once this time passes, see how you still fight with me!"

He Wusheng smiled lightly and said, "That's enough!"

Tie Wu Saint is really ruthless, his eyes turned in a circle, and he said to the half-saint on the side: "As long as we can drag it on, Old Man He will definitely die, remember not to clash with him head-on." ”

The demi-saint just wanted to answer, but he didn't expect the Tiewu Saint to suddenly exert his strength, grab him and throw him away, and the direction of the loss was exactly where He Wusheng was. The demi-saint first suffered a divine thunder, and then hit the palm of the Hewu Saint, where was there still the power to refute, and watched the Iron Martial Saint hide in the void, flashing and fleeing. Immediately, my heart was cold, and I never thought that I would die at the hands of the people of the Four Seas Society.

Even Xiao looked back with a burst of indignation, this Iron Martial Saint was too insidious and cunning.

He Wusheng did not hesitate at all, in his opinion, these two people must die, kill anyone first, Tiewu Sheng took the initiative to send this half-saint over, although he gained a glimmer of life, but also exempted He Wusheng's kung fu, the fairy sword in his hand was raised, and the half-saint of the Four Seas Society was divided into two halves from head to toe, and the yuan power of the whole body gushed out, killing all the divine consciousness of this half-saint, and with one breath, this half-saint died in infinite resentment.

The blood gradually stained He Wusheng's body, and he didn't have any obstacles, a pair of red eyes stared at the void, and the tip of the sword in his hand dripped blood downward, at this moment, he was the killing god, at this moment, he was the master.

Perhaps feeling He Wusheng's will, Xiao Hui's eyes were suddenly stunned, and he immediately sat cross-legged, and his heart kept flashing the sword that He Wusheng had just now. This sword seems ordinary, but it contains an unimaginable martial arts will for ordinary people, and it is even more turned into jade, which is the strongest swordsmanship that Xiao Hui has seen in this life.

He Wu Sheng's body instantly disappeared from the place, and the next moment, there was a pain in the void, which was Tie Wu Sheng's, and the figures of the two appeared from the void one after another. Tie Martial Saint was lying on his side, his face no longer had a trace of dignity that belonged to the Martial Saint's cultivation, but was full of infinite begging, he had lived for such an age, and he had finally become a Martial Saint after cultivating all his life, he was afraid of death.

He Wusheng held the fairy sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the throat of the Tiewu Saint without saying a word, as long as he advanced three inches, he could take the life of the Iron Martial Saint, but he was not in a hurry, but looked at such an Iron Martial Saint and felt very interesting. He wanted to enjoy the last moments of his life.

"Lao Tie, don't worry. I'm not going to kill you......"

Hearing He Wusheng's words, Tie Wusheng's face suddenly became happy, but the next moment, a trace of panic appeared on his face, and his two eyes widened, watching his body fall backwards.

With just one sword, He Wusheng cut off the head of Tiewu Sheng.

For a long time, He Wusheng didn't move, holding the sword in his right hand, staring at the Tiewu Saint who was already cold in front of him, and sighed.

Xiao Hui had woken up from meditation, and his cultivation had finally broken through to the middle stage of his life after an epiphany. He walked out of the reincarnation ding, looked at He Wusheng with a scarred face, and said with great respect: "Senior!"

He Wusheng turned his head, his face was full of old age, and there was still a stick of incense time, and the cultivation and vitality in his body would be deprived, but after seeing Xiao Hui, He Wusheng smiled extremely happily and said, "You are the eldest brother in the mouth of the demon egg, right?"

Thinking that He Wusheng was about to die completely, Xiao Hui no longer had anything to hide, and nodded silently. The reason why He Wusheng became like this is precisely because of himself, which makes Xiao Hui not sad.

Unexpectedly, He Wusheng nodded and smiled very open-mindedly, and replied to this Xiao with great praise: "Yes, this time Elder Ruan has discovered a genius. Exchange my life for your life, plus the two martial saints of the Four Seas Society, I am worth it. ”

Xiao Hui smiled helplessly, he knew that his laughter meant that he was powerless! At this moment, He Wusheng suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be sad! Although the world is big and the road to cultivating immortals is long, no one can achieve true immortality." People are born to die, but I died a few years earlier. ”

Although He Wusheng said extremely calmly, Xiao Hui still felt a deep sadness from it.

The two of them sat on the ground calmly, He Wusheng had already restrained the aura that belonged to the martial saint's cultivation, he knew that Xiao Hui had a lot of secrets, if he hadn't swallowed the Liuhe Pill, maybe he would be a little excited, but now, these secrets have nothing to do with him at all.

He Wusheng has only one last wish, which is to eat roast pheasant once!

Xiao Hui silently lit a bonfire and put a pheasant he had just hit on it, he didn't use any cultivation, but used the most simple peasant means to remove the feathers of a pheasant, clean it, and roast it to a golden color, before handing it to He Wusheng.

The two of them didn't speak, Xiao Hui roasted two, but he was really not in the mood to eat them, and finally at the request of He Wusheng, he swallowed a mouthful of chicken, and when it entered his mouth, he couldn't taste the slightest taste.

An hour later, He Wusheng completely closed his eyes, he had nothing to leave behind, he just gave Xiao Hui his magic weapon, the Fire Dragon Sword, and instructed Xiao Hui not to insult the power of the Fire Dragon Sword.

Thinking that his Tianxuan Nine Dragon Sword had not yet been forged and upgraded, Xiao Hui accepted the Fire Dragon Sword, and before the Tianxuan Nine Dragon Sword became an artifact, he decided to use this Fire Dragon Sword first to continue the prestige of He Wu Sheng. (To be continued.) )