All this happened so fast, two masters who were infinitely close to the state of mind of the fifth turn were spitting blood from their mouths, dying!

Miao Junwu was also uncomfortable, spitting blood from his mouth, and said intermittently: "Just rely on you little fish and shrimp, you want to kill me, hahaha......"

"Really?" Jiang Ming squinted and chuckled, swooped down, and came to Miao Junwu's approach like a bolt of lightning. He waved his right hand and slashed straight down, and a green edge instantly split Miao Junwu in half, and the peerless master of the five realms of mind was killed.

Miao Junwu can be said to be dead, and he actually died in the hands of a junior whose strength was far weaker than him.

In fact, this is not an accident, before, Miao Junwu suffered Jiang Ming's powerful three knives, and his body was seriously injured, and finally the battle with Tang Gong and Wang Zhengfeng has made him no longer have the strength to resist, but this person is a dead duck on the shelf, and in the end he is unwilling to admit that he can't do it.

"The big names of the Qingcheng faction are all dead, and I'm afraid that the rivers and lakes are really about to usher in a dark era. Wang Biao's mouth opened wide in surprise, Jiang Ming gave him too many surprises and surprises, and the great master who crossed the two realms to kill the five revolutions of the state of mind could only rely on strength. In the case of such a huge disparity in cultivation, it would be too far-fetched to explain it by luck.

Qin Yin's face was cold, and he didn't say a word, but his heart was as turbulent as a stormy wave. Jiang Ming's actions completely subverted his perception of this world, and those masters of the older generation who were respected and respected by tens of thousands of people were killed by a junior.

The most important thing is that he finally understands how much is hidden behind people's faces. Miao Junwu was old and ugly, half a foot into the coffin, but he still wanted to take advantage of the coma of his master and nephew to do that kind of thing, not only that, but also the crime of killing his fellow disciple was enough to make people die 10,000 times.

What exactly is justice?

There is no justice in this world, is it.......

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Come over here and help these two old guys up. Jiang Ming put away the knife, first stepped forward to seal several big points on Xue Dongxiang's body, and then walked up to Wang Zhengfeng to check the injuries of the two.

Both of them have paper-colored faces, and there are many serious injuries on their bodies, especially Wang Zhengfeng, the sword wound on the lower abdomen has been infected with pus, and the blood and pus continue to appear in the appearance, if it continues to deteriorate, even if the divine doctor of the Valley of the Doctor God is there, it will be difficult to save his life.

"I have the golden medicine used by the royal court, and the effect is excellent, but it can only relieve his external injuries, and I can't do anything about the other internal injuries. Qin Yin held Tang Gong with one hand, took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist, and poured the medicinal powder on Tang Gong and Wang Zhengfeng's wounds as he spoke.

"My internal strength is not deep...... Wang Biao was a little embarrassed, he wanted to reach out and scratch his head but found that his right hand was gone, and a trace of gloom flashed on his face.

"I'll try. ”

After they straightened the two of them, Jiang Ming tried to put the life essence in his body into Wang Zhengfeng's body, and the turquoise light slowly integrated into his body like water milk, quickly repairing the dark wounds in his internal organs.

Next, there is the Tang Palace.

"Alright, they'll be fine after a few days of recuperation. Jiang Ming got up with a smile and signaled that the two of them didn't have to worry. His internal strength is the purest life force, and the effect is comparable to the heavenly treasure of the white bones of the living and dead, and injuries of this magnitude will not deplete his vitality at all.

"Brother Jiang is really benevolent, but it is much better than those imperial doctors in the palace. Wang Biao looked at Jiang Ming with some expectation, and muttered in a low voice, "My hand...... Can you still salvage it?"

Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head.

First of all, to describe him with a wonderful hand and benevolence, he is a little ashamed. Yes, he saved the lives of Wang Zhengfeng and Tang Gong, but at the same time, he also inserted a life and death talisman into their bodies.

In normal times, people like Wang Zhengfeng and others whose realm is higher than him can easily crack his life and death talisman, but when they are on the verge of death, people's willpower will become unprecedentedly weak, and Jiang Ming can also take advantage of this time to successfully control the two with life and death talismans.

Secondly, Wang Biao's hand was broken because of him, and although he had the heart to heal him, he could not help people to be reborn at his current level.

In fact, Wang Biao also knew in his heart that the magic technique of rebirth had only appeared in ancient mythology, Jiang Ming was certainly superb in 'medical skills', but in the face of his severed arm, it was understandable that he was helpless.

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it seems that the matter of your martial arts court's capture of female warriors has been exposed, and now only by returning to Beijing as soon as possible can there be a glimmer of life. Jiang Ming glanced at Xue Dongxiang, who was unconscious, and hesitated whether to take her away, if he brought such a powder keg, if there were follow-up pursuers, he would have to blow it up.

Wang Biao looked at the corpses in one place, there were also their companions in it, Shangguan Si Qian, Yan Cangming, and even Qu Huasheng, all of whom were good friends who had fought side by side, but they didn't expect that a seemingly easy task would make them forever separated. Wu Zi wiped away the tears that had no tears, and agreed: "All the factions of the righteous path are treacherous, and it is estimated that they will have ambush soldiers, Brother Jiang, where do you think we should go?"

Jiang Ming thought about it for a while, and pointed his hand to the back, which was exactly the opposite of the way back to Beijing.

"And I thought about it. After a period of introspection, Qin Yin has walked out of the psychological barrier and regained his previous self-confidence and determination.

Wang Biao scratched his head, didn't know why, and smirked: "Aren't you crazy?

"There are two ways back to Beijing, one is close, but it may be full of murderous opportunities, and the other is far, the distance is several times longer than the previous one, but it is safer, which one will you choose?" Jiang Ming patted him on the shoulder, and turned around to scan the corpses all over the ground.

"Huh?"

His expression moved, and his gaze fell on a corpse in the distance.

It is the corpse of Zhang Changqing of the Zhang family of Fengcheng County.

Zhang Changqing couldn't be said to be sad, avenged his son, and finally even gave his own life.

He walked quickly to the front and checked his body temperature first, as he had just died, the body was still warm.

"Okay. Jiang Ming nodded secretly, straightened Zhang Changqing's head, bit his fingers, and dripped blood on his lips.

"What do you think Brother Jiang is doing? He won't even have to save a stranger. Wang Biao felt a little sour in his heart, and whispered to Qin Yin beside him.

"It's not. This technique is like a very evil secret technique. Qin Yin frowned slightly, and replied uncertainly.

"Shouldn't you want to cheat the corpse?" Regarding Qin Yin's vague statement, Wang Biao only felt funny, and couldn't help but say with a bad taste.