"Fireball Technique?" Jiang Shan recognized the spell cast by Li Wenjun at a glance, and he laughed and said, "Li Wenjun, I have a copper-headed iron arm talisman to bless my body, don't say that you use a fireball technique, even if you use ten or eight, don't try to break through my defense." ”

"Really? Then you can try. I don't believe it, even your eyes can be protected by the copper-headed iron arm. Look at the move!"

With a flick of his hand, the fireball flew out of Li Wenjun's palm and went straight to Jiang Shan's eyes.

The fireball's firelight flickered, if there were other immortal cultivators present, they would know that this fireball cut corners, Li Wenjun didn't use enough mana, otherwise, the fireball wouldn't be so dim, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

The immortal cultivator knew that it didn't mean that Jiang Shan could make a clear judgment, he had just seen with his own eyes how Li Wenjun used the fireball technique to burn the fine steel fence. This thing is so violent, even a fine steel rod can be burned, if it falls on the eyes, can the eyes stand it?

The eyes are the most vulnerable place on the human body, and the ghost knows if the copper-headed iron arm charm can be protected?

If it was somewhere else, Jiang Shan would dare to give it a try, but he didn't have the courage to put it in his eyes. The arms and legs are broken, and there is still a possibility of connecting them, and if the eyes are blind, then there is no salvation.

Jiang Shan dodged and hidden. This dodge, his momentum of rushing forward immediately weakened, Li Wenjun was waiting for this opportunity, and the dragon goose Ling knife skirt that had already been prepared was already prepared

Li Wenjun threw out the fireball, but it was just a trick, and the real killing move was the knife of Long Yanling's knife. He used almost all the remaining mana in his body to stimulate this magic weapon.

Unlike when he used a knife to cut people in the past, this time the knife was not to cut Jiang Shan with the blade, but to stab Jiang Shan's chest with the tip of the knife.

Just now, Jiang Shan sneaked up on Li Wenjun and patted him on the left shoulder with his hand, Li Wenjun was in pain, and suddenly remembered that the reason why the arrows are so powerful is that in addition to being fast and difficult to dodge, there is another point, which is very important, that is, the arrows basically concentrate the lethality at one point. The power is concentrated, so the destructive power is greater.

The blade of the knife slashes things, which seems to be majestic and amazing, but invisibly, it disperses the power. Similarly, if the sword mangs are slashed on Jiang Shan's body, the contact area is large, and the copper-headed iron arm talisman will disperse the power of the sword, and the pressure on each point will become much smaller. With these two points, it will be much more difficult to break through the protection of the copper-headed iron arm talisman.

stabbing people with the tip of the knife, almost all the power is concentrated on the tip of the knife, and there is only one point that Jiang Shan can use to protect, if this can't break the protection of the copper-headed iron arm talisman, Li Wenjun can only admit it, and only honestly wait for the timeliness of the few talismans blessed by Jiang Shan to disappear.

Of course, at that time, Li Wenjun's mana was almost completely consumed, and whether he could kill Jiang Shan and the third prince was still a matter of two words.

With a slash, Li Wenjun looked at the knife that was rushing away a little nervously.

Jiang Shan was still dodging the fireball, but he didn't care too much about the knife that Li Wenjun slashed from, when he fought with Li Wenjun just now, it was not that he had not been hit by the knife, but every time he was not injured. He has been secretly pinching the time, the copper-headed iron arm charm has expired early, and he will be fine.

Jiang Shan's self-righteousness made him make an irreparable mistake, he had just dodged the fireball, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a pain in his chest, and heard a pop in his ear, he looked down and saw in disbelief that his left chest was pierced by the knife.

Once the knife hits the target, it will disappear immediately, Li Wenjun's knife pierced Jiang Shan's heart, for a while, the heart has not stopped beating, and is still faithfully performing its duties, expanding, contracting, between expansion and contraction, a large amount of blood gushes out along the wound, and Jiang Shan's chest seems to have a blood spring.

Jiang Shan opened her mouth, raised her hand, and pointed at Li Wenjun, as if she wanted to say something, but when the words came to her mouth, she was powerless to say it.

With a plop, Jiang Shan stared at the thief's big eyes and fell heavily to the ground.

Why? Why did Li Wenjun be able to kill him even after he blessed him with the copper-headed iron arm talisman?

Jiang Shan fell, Li Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't rush over to check if Jiang Shan was dead, but stood silently in place, silently counting the time.

The third prince shrank into the shield formed by the vajra amulet, looking at this qiē in horror, his eyes overflowing with despair. Jiang Shan is dead, who can save him?

After waiting for a while, Li Wenjun felt that the time was almost enough, walked to Jiang Shan's body, and cut off Jiang Shan's head with a knife. Jiang Shan didn't move in two places, it seems that he is really dead.

Li Wenjun carried the blood-dripping Long Yanling knife, walked to the third son, and looked at the third prince coldly.

The third prince lay on the ground, kowtowed to Li Wenjun, and begged: "Brother Li, you are an immortal cultivator, a person among immortals, please treat me as a fart and let me go." As long as you can spare me, I would like to make you a cow and a horse in the next life. ”

"Third Prince, I have a few questions for you, and if your answer satisfies me, maybe I can spare your life. Li Wenjun said.

"Brother Li, may you ask. "The third prince is much more afraid of death than Jiang Shan, as long as he can live, even if Li Wenjun asks him if his father has Hualiu disease, he can shake it out.

"My first question, is the Marquis of the Broken Army an immortal cultivator?" asked Li Wenjun.

The third prince shook his head and said, "Brother Li, it's not that I don't want to sue you, it's really that I don't know much about my grandfather's affairs." I only know that my grandfather seems to have a relationship with a certain immortal cultivation force, which force is specific, and what kind of relationship it is, I don't know. ”

Li Wenjun reprimanded: "You are the grandson of the Marquis of Pojun, how can you not know? It seems that you don't want your own life." ”

The third prince hurriedly said: "Brother Li, I really don't know. Oh, by the way, I remember, when I was five or six years old, my grandfather once asked my mother to take me to the Marquis Mansion of the Broken Army, I remember that at that time, all the children who were related to my grandfather went, I still remember that there was an old man at that time, and he touched all the children one by one, and I vaguely remember that the old Tao explained that he was touching the root bones and measuring the spiritual root. I didn't pass the guò test, and then I followed my mother home. ”

According to the records in the "Miscellaneous Treatise on Cultivating Immortals", whether it is a root bone or a spiritual root, it actually refers to whether a person is suitable for cultivation or not. Even if a person without a spiritual root cultivates for a hundred days, it is difficult for a person with a spiritual root to achieve the results of one day of cultivation.

Li Wenjun frowned secretly, could it be that the Marquis of the Broken Army has a lot to do with immortal cultivators?

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