Vol 20 Chapter 32: : Once, there was an opportunity to protect it in front of me, I didn’t have Jane...

　　 Twenty-eight cases of Vientiane Mountain, Blood Rain Sword Pavilion.
　　
　　 Yang Cai'er, who is in the form of a small silver-haired loli, sits on her knees with a white-haired old man, and tastes tea in a polite manner.
　　
From the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Southern and Northern Dynasties, because pants were not invented in China, they were often kneeling to prevent them from becoming indecent. At the time of the wizarding era, Chinese warriors would be led by alchemists such as Li Jingxuan. Some people think that the sitting posture is more conducive to drawing the sword, so this old habit has been revealed by some people.
　　
But this is still unpopular in the wizarding world, but no great wizard will accompany you to sit down. This habit has become popular among the relatively pure martial arts sects at the bottom, because it looks more solemn and true. It is relatively conducive to warriors who draw their swords to kill or retreat and flee, with the head of the knife licking blood, no one minds even a little advantage.
　　
　　 Around the peaceful atmosphere between Yang Cai'er and the old man with white hair, there were nearly 500 people under the black pressure on both sides. The whole dojo was a bit horrible, except for the sound of gold and stone when the tea cups touched each other.
　　
Five hundred people, probably Blood Rain Sword Pavilion. More than four hundred people suppressed the Chinese Samurai Association. Less than one hundred people. Five hundred people and five hundred held weapons in their hands. They breathed out in the snowy environment outside the pavilion. There was a white mist, and their eyes revealed a look of danger and fear.
　　
The Chinese Samurai Association is afraid of the opponent in front of him. After all, they are faced with several times the number of disadvantages and are in the opponent’s lair. On the Blood Rain Sword Pavilion, the Chinese Warrior Association, such a terrifying behemoth, is in the entire wizarding world. From the perspective of, it does not seem to be a big deal, but for most people in this world, the Chinese Warrior Society is as powerful, terrifying and invincible as if it obscures the sky!
　　
The Chinese Samurai Association is a great force that frequently fights plane wars and interstellar hegemony, and a group of people like the 28th Blood Rain sword pavilion of Vientiane Mountain are all the roles of grabbing territory in the territory of one province and one country. The gap between the two It's hardly reasonable. If the Chinese Samurai Association were as heavy as a giant mountain fell, all 28 cases of Vientiane Mountain would be reduced to powder.
　　
　　 "The Chinese Warrior Association is too big, and the Vientiane Mountain is too small to continue like this." The white-haired old man in front of Yang Caier said this, and he meant something.
　　
"Have you not been able to survive for so many years? What's the trouble now? Besides, the sect has not treated you badly. The merit exchange system is also open to you. Since the two mergers, the promotion and breakthrough rate of high-ranking martial artists has increased. How much, don't you know how old you are?" Yang Cai'er laughed while drinking tea, her brows and eyes lighted up and her demeanor was not inferior to a man.
　　
"Yes, these years, high-ranking martial artists and even legendary martial sects have emerged in large numbers, but where did those good men finally go? They were all absorbed by your Chinese Warrior Association. A hundred years after the death of Emperor Jade Bing Sect Master, the sects of Vientiane Mountain have been What is it like withering? You are constantly drawing blood here as your nourishment."
　　
"We did not force people to go up high. This is due to nature. What's more, even if there is something wrong with the main gate, and everyone sits down and talks peacefully, what is your collusion with outsiders? This is a betrayal, let alone the sect. Betrayed to a wizarding academy, old guy, they promised to specially prepare blood for you?" Yang Caier simply ignored the other party’s righteousness, her blood sea sword leaned against the stone table, and the sword had already begun to lighten because of thirst for blood. Moan softly.
　　
"As a warrior, it is understandable to go all-out to pursue more powerful power. Anyway, you are a dog. Going to a rich family to be a dog can always get a few meaty bones, and you don't have to eat leftovers when your Chinese warrior will grow up. "In fact, the Chinese Samurai Association also has the ability to carry out bloodline transformation and witchcraft modulation, but the superior deputy suzerain cannot waste precious time because of him, and even the wizard group trained by the sect cannot transfer research resources. He is tilted.
　　
"Want to fish for bones with meat? I'm afraid you won't even have the leftover head after today. The sword pavilion, which has been passed down for 872 years, will be removed because of you... Old fellow, go to and regret it! "Feeling that there are experts around the house on all sides, Yang Cai'er's original loli body is getting mature and plump and grows up quickly with the words. At the same time, the silver-haired phantom beauty, the sword light like a waterfall of blood cut down at the same time. Regardless of whether the masters lurking around are on the side or not, at this moment it is already at the juncture that must be shot.
　　
　　 It would be great if the masters lurking around were on the side. If they were not on the side, the power deficit would be even greater. If you don't take the initiative, the opponent should take the shot.
　　
　　 The stone pavilion in the falling snow exploded with a bang, and the Jianguang Quan Gang was entangled fiercely. At the same time, the blood rain sword pavilion and the Chinese Samurai Association rushed to each other.
　　
　　 Although it was not the best time, Fan Wendong, Li Jie and others who came up around immediately took action. They sat and watched the brothers fighting with the master and stood on the sidelines. No matter in terms of favor or reason, it could not be justified.
　　
"It has long been heard that the Blood Sea Sword Yang Cai'er is unique in swordsmanship. You have been here as the chief inspector for more than 20 years but have not really seen it. Today is a great opportunity, hahahahaha!" With wild laughter, Xueyu Jiange The great elder broke his love, and fisted and fisted with swords. He cultivated a very partial sword skill, but it was not without swords. The legend is that all the people who saw the great elder actually killed the sword were all dead. .
　　
Although the twenty-eight blood rain sword pavilion of Wanxiang Mountain is considered to be a relatively strong one, the comprehensive strength of masters and elites cannot be compared with the Chinese Warrior Association, but the Chinese Warrior Association is more eager to pursue the results, especially The Xingtang martial artists led by Fan Wendong and Li Jie, because they had been deduced before they went out, if the fight is not resolved for a long time, it is likely to arouse the feelings of the other people who have not participated in the sect. All these rebels were wiped out, and it was the most favorable treatment method for the sect.
　　
Fan Wendong’s Liaoyuan Rifle, swung his arms like a silver dragon and arrogant python, on his side is Li Jie, who holds a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right. The third son of the Li family is covered with dragon scales, and there is a faint metallic difference. Mang, he has actually cultivated the Titanium body to the third level...So it is not completely unreasonable to say that the rain sword pavilion's great elder rebelled against love is completely unreasonable. Most people have worked so hard for the sect to fight for a hundred years. Can they save enough? It is not necessary for Peng to polish the legendary titanium body by himself, and Li Jie has been standing at the end of his life that most people can't fight for.
　　
　　 "Ah..."
　　
　　 Suddenly, that person wants to meet Yang Cai
　　
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The great elder of Erxuehaijian roared. Fan Wendong and Li Jie were more powerful, and both had spare time to glance over, but saw that the white-haired old man was pierced by Yang Cai'er. The eyeball was on the sword. The sharp bursts were shaken and exploded.
　　
　　 "...I want you to die!" The white-haired old man's arms suddenly showed fierce silver light, his upper body was deformed and strong, and his body faintly grew wild beast-like hairs, roaring and rushing towards Yang Cai'er again.
　　
"Oh, I said why you have the courage to betray the sect. It turns out that your blood has been transformed. What kind of blood did those wizards implant into you so that you don't know yourself?" Yang Cai'er, a long sword, was in After slaying two disciples of the Blood Rain Sword Pavilion, they once again attacked the beastly broken love, the sky was soaked with blood, and the furnace-like heat rose.
　　
"You stupid woman doesn't know the goods, this is the blood of Beamon, who specializes in you big lizards!" The silver beasted arms are not afraid of sharp swords, and Suqing itself is also a famous swordsman, activating a body of Beamon. After the beast blood, he really fought hard with Yang Cai'er and didn't lose everything. This unscrupulous ability to permanently add strength to others is also unique to wizards, because at this point, I don’t know how many high-level professionals have to kneel. Licking the great wizard, while taking the risk and paying the price, he has to pay the wizard a huge reward.
　　
The Sovereign and Deputy Sovereign of the Chinese Samurai Association are of Yanhuanglong blood, and some disciples of the high, middle and lower sects are also inspiring. Therefore, some hostile forces call the Chinese Warriors the Lizard Sect, which should be regarded as distant relatives of the Swamp Lizardmen. .
　　
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At the same moment when the corpses were covered and the blood spilled and soaked in the blood rain sword pavilion, Zhu Peng drank the extremely strong pure sun wine in a green jade cup in the wind and snow. His body was like a burning furnace, just sitting there. It makes Fangyuan Tiandi feel like midsummer.
　　
　　 Seven wizards wearing hoods and black robes flew past. After encountering Zhu Peng who was intercepted here, they paused for a while, and then one of them came closer after all.
　　
"...It's our negligence. It's no wonder that His Highness Wusheng gave up the semi-finals so easily, but we forgot to calculate that you have extraordinary privileges and can directly use the interplanetary teleportation witch formation." The hooded man The wizard said in a low voice, he opened his hood to reveal a slightly vicissitudes of middle-aged handsome man's cheek, high nose and deep eyes, like a knife, very handsome.
　　
"It's not that you didn't count it, but we bet that we didn't find it. The seven demi-god wizards, hehe, they are really generous...but also right, if they can successfully take over the witch tower information stolen by the blood rain sword pavilion, really It saved thousands of years of hard work in your college."
　　
"...Not only to obtain general witch tower materials, but also to obtain top-secret witch tower materials of silver elves and high elves. To put it bluntly, the Chinese Samurai Association can have today. Isn't it also based on the thieves of His Highness? Li Jingxuan, It's just a martial artist. If it weren't for His Highness Wusheng to block in front, I have a thousand ways to kill him." The gray-haired middle-aged man tilted his head slightly, and the original normal eye pupils showed the scent of burning fire. Fo Tan generally looks terrible.
　　
　　 At the next moment, his figure was firmly protected by a layer of burning skull flames. It was a giant skeleton with a crown on its head. It was fierce and majestic with an extraordinary atmosphere that was not inferior to the fifth-order.
　　
　　 A crimson fist in a spiral state like a storm was blocked by the standing palm of a giant skeleton, and the demigod wizard flew high.
　　
"Why do I dare to come to the front of His Royal Highness Wusheng? Because only I have the ability to block you, of course, and not just me." At almost the same moment, Zhu Peng leaped down abruptly, and a hideous palm passed behind him. , From the perspective of mental power, Zhu Peng could see a black and purple giant ghost coming out of the void. It was also a fifth-order life form from the gods.
　　
At the same moment, the other six demi-god wizards were not idle. They formed a void and began to hold spells. The six demi-god wizards could not cast spells instantaneously. Even Zhu Peng did not have the courage to let them out. In the sky The dark clouds rolled, gradually forming a gray-red six-pointed star array, the six-pointed hexagon faintly corresponded to the six demi-god wizards, and huge lethal magic power was nurtured from it.
　　
"His Royal Highness, your current opponent is me. Of course, if you are the main attacker of ghosts, I have no objection, but although it is only a Tier 5 life form, it is the most difficult type to kill." A world is not. Playing games does not mean that the higher the rank, the stronger the combat power. Some people’s fourth-order demigods are so strong that they can slaughter the same rank, and then challenge them like Zhu Peng. Although the fifth-order is far inferior to the fifth-order extraordinary, But that is a routine calculation, some of which are particularly strong or particularly difficult. Among them, the undead ghost system is particularly prone to such monsters.
　　
There is a light gold and a gloom around Zhu Peng. Two rounds of space doors emerge, completely mimicking the mutated green mud of the black and purple giant ghost, and immediately entangled the opponent, no matter how your traits are. As long as they have not surpassed the fourth-order demigod in essence, they will fight the mutant green mud and lose both. At the same time, there are more and more huge red-eyed ancient snakes drilled out of the dark space door. The handsome middle-aged wizard frowned, but he didn't wait for him to respond.
　　
Zhu Peng hit two punches, and one punch blasted out. The giant skeleton he had always been proud of was instantly shattered in the Chiyang Pill fire. He was indeed qualified to be proud, with a fourth-order semi-god position. Summoning a giant skeleton equivalent to a fifth-order extraordinary energy, and directly consuming a red sun pill that Zhu Peng is also used to suppress the bottom of the box, such a record is indeed outstanding.
　　
With the second punch, the demigod wizard’s natural defensive field was instantly shattered. The wizard’s body flickered at the moment of the fist, and the next moment it flashed directly twenty kilometers away. This scene also caused Zhu Peng was a little surprised. Under the fifth-order extraordinary magic power, the general life-saving spells are difficult to work. This is already in the category of absolute suppression of magic power. If you are the first order, it will crush you all. This is the tyrannical power of extraordinary magic. .
　　
Containing his mind, he did not go to be distracted and chased. Zhu Peng still had the power to rush towards the six demigod spellcasters in the sky at high speed. If they all had the level of the demigod wizard just now, even though this battle It's not going to be defeated, but it's really worth it. His own Chiyang Pill Fire has already hit two shots but none of them have been killed. This is something that has never been encountered in a battle of the same level.
　　
　　 Using the energy remnants of the second red sun pill fire as the driving force, it flew quickly, but the swiftness did not close the space distance between the two sides, Zhu Peng wrinkled
　　
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　　 Yinglong's true-shaped pupil appeared in his eyebrows... I saw that there was a dilemma between him and the six demigods in the sky.
　　
　　 (Maze? Ring of slave soul!)
　　
Looking at the equipment rings on the fingers of the six hooded wizards, Zhu Peng secretly cried out, but around him a large number of soul slaves of all kinds began to emerge. Soul slaves are different from the servants/families. The problem is that soul slaves are often miscellaneous soldiers. Familiars/families are generals with higher status and more potential for promotion. Soul slaves are not afraid of death, but at the same time, their initiative and execution are more powerful than those of Families/families. It's worse, but there is basically no worry about loyalty, and the demon/familiar still has the possibility of eating the master.
　　
　　 Unless it is ordered by a high-level wizard, the soul slave will not exceed the master's level. This makes it possible for the demon/familiar, so it is more worth training.
　　
The ancient snake that followed Zhu Peng's slaying swallowed soul slaves in the space maze. It was so happy that he had already played two shots. Just when Zhu Peng was hesitating whether to hit a third red sun pill to directly destroy the maze, the sky The weird six-pointed star array in the middle is already faintly glowing, gathering strength.
　　
　　 "Boom!"
　　
Along with the guiding light of the red dome falling straight down, the whole body titanium extremely heavy armor instantly appeared, and the red flame burned Zhu Peng's entire body. Under the bombardment of such a powerful spell, even Zhu Peng was unable to resist, he was directly bombarded. As it falls, the terrifying energy spreads and spreads, forming a devastating shock wave spreading across a large area. The earth cracks and the mountains tremble.
　　
　　 (The Immortal Sovereign of the Hand of the Hell is indeed powerful, and he defeated the arrogant and arrogant Naranfak of the Corroded Tower almost instantly. His control of energy and the interpretation of the power of the plastic energy system are the only ones in my life.)
　　
　　 (I couldn't kill him with the blow just now, but it was enough to damage him. The six of us teamed up to cast a simple forbidden spell with one blow. Even the Transcendent Throne would also break the shield and be injured...)
　　
(Okay, hurry up to the Blood Rain Sword Pavilion. If it wasn't for the secret map of the witch tower of the high elves, a few worm-like martial artists are worthy of letting me out of the tower?) Those six demi-god wizards didn't even say anything. , All of them use spiritual power to transmit the thoughts instantly. This is also a compelling feature of high-level wizards. They think that the language of spiritual connection to the soul is the proper posture of high-level life forms. As for using language to communicate, it is inefficient. It is also easy to make mistakes. In contrast, the language of spirit connecting soul is too perfect.
　　
　　 Of course, this is just a fashion in the wizarding world, not all wizards think so.
　　
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The six demi-god wizards who had just turned around froze.
　　
(how is this possible?)
　　
(how is this possible?)
　　
(how is this possible?)
　　
(how is this possible?)
　　
(how is this possible?)
　　
(This is impossible!)
　　
Amidst a piece of rubble, a shaky figure stood up, Zhu Peng's hands lightly touched his hair that had turned into nothingness during the attack, and only a little thin was left on his trembling hands. It's gray, this is a huge blow from the body to the soul for Zhu Peng, who has spent more than ten years finally growing a little hair.
　　
　　 "I was going to surprise my wife... you bastards!"
　　
(Brother Hair, you can go with peace of mind. I will cremate these for your funeral.) The storage ring between your fingers flashed, and the next moment a fierce scorpion seemed to be made of countless beast bones. The big sword fell in Zhu Peng's hands.
　　
　　 Sword Shark Teeth:
　　
　　 The emperor was angry, and the dead corpses were a million, and drifting; the wrath of the common people, the corpses were two people, the blood was splashed five steps, and the world was plain!
　　
Sharktooth is one of the most rebellious swords of the common people. Its predecessor was Despair, one of the four fierce swords of Jinling. It was initially owned by Xiao Pojun. After Xiao Pojun died, it was held by his nephew. It was only a disgrace for later generations, and it was not only impossible to successfully control it. This swordsman, after getting the famous sword collected by the deputy sect master, took the initiative to offer it...the famous sword was shamed.
　　
Dominant sword shark teeth, one side slightly bent into a lunar arc, densely serrated fangs are extremely sharp and slashing, and the stronger the stronger, it is not so much a sword, it is more of a piercing sword. The core enchantment is cutting and tearing. The effect of cracking.
　　
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In the battlefield of demigods, craters appear for it, and mountains are melted for it. The essence of the vertical and horizontal sword air knife is the higher-order energy produced by the entanglement and sublimation of fighting energy and magic. Therefore, some demi-god wizards say that the inanimate sword king will be willing. His Majesty Astoria’s energy-shaping spells have been deduced to an incredible level. In fact, they have not been tempered with battles and battles. War has always been the best catalyst for the evolution of witchcraft.
　　
The six demi-god wizards are not weak in strength. Unfortunately, Zhu Peng is more sturdy and tyrannical. In the end, they couldn't even escape. Except for the Naranfak who fled directly after seeing the chance, the others were all destroyed. .
　　
"Ah...cough... Wusheng, this time you won again, but you can't stop what happened this time. So many academies have not been able to master the secrets of the design of the Witch Tower, but your martial arts sect has mastered it. Do you know how many people are unhappy about this?"
　　
"Unhappy? It's just that our swords are not profitable. If you don't know how to be afraid, then kill until you know how to be afraid." He snorted and pulled out the shark teeth, and the chest of the last demigod wizard who was still alive almost appeared back and forth through the chest. In the transparent void, he was so soft that he fell down on the stone, and his eyes still had the brilliance of foreseeing the demise of the Chinese warrior.
　　
"Huhu." On this messy battlefield, Zhu Peng was somewhat panting. He chased a demi-god wizard all the way without leaving all of them to be killed. This kind of thing would be painful enough for such a big power as the Hand of Sin. Yes, let alone some low-level wizard academies.
　　
The reason why he started so ruthlessly is because Zhu Peng really knows the disposition of these wizards too well. As long as you show a little weakness, they will all pounce on you like evil wolves and devour you... Of course, for Revenge on your own hair is also a factor. It is difficult to grow your hair, and it will become more and more difficult to grow your hair in the future. After more than ten years of accumulation, how many people can understand that mood?
　　
　　 At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Blood Rain Sword Pavilion, today, the name of this sect is truly worthy of its name.
　　
　　 where the dead body is
　　
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, Blood flowed like a stream, and more than 400 core disciples were completely wiped out this time. Although they have an advantage in numbers, the number of combatants in the high demon world was originally not the determining factor. If it wasn't Yang Cai'er, Fan Wendong and Li Jie are Zhu Peng, and I'm afraid they won't fight. However, Li Jingxuan made a separate arrangement. The Chinese warriors will not be afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice in the past. They are not afraid now, and they will not be afraid in the future. Who wants to come over to grab the meat and try and see if there are a few left in this old dog’s mouth. tooth.
　　
At this moment Juanqing is not dead yet, as the great elder of the Blood Rain sword pavilion, he is the last person in the entire sect to survive. It is not Yang Caier and Fan Wendong who are soft, but they have consciously taken the credit for killing the enemy chief. Let Li Jie, the changes of the third son over the years and anyone who tries to grow eyes can see it. This is his first mission. Not to mention the gilding, it should be a little bit to go back.
　　
It’s just that I don’t know if the older the person is, the more afraid of death or whatever. Yang Cai'er cut his love with seven swords and was stabbed by Fan Wendong. The whole body was scarred and wounded. However, he could still grit his teeth when facing Li Jie. Holding on, I don't know if Bimeng's animal blood is really so powerful and powerful.
　　
Li Jie is not stupid, he can also faintly see the sentiments of Cai'er and Wen Dong (according to the generations of the earth age, Li Jie calls them Tai Nai and Tai Ye not at all loss, but now is the era of high demons. Of course, you can’t count that. If you are really stupid, you will definitely be beaten to death by Yang Caier, who is pretending to be a loli all day long.) Li Jie also wants to accept the two people’s kindness. Yu, after all, the young and energetic young people gradually became a little anxious.
　　
　　 (Red Tiger, Kaihua!)
　　
Unable to attack for a long time, Li Jie let go of the killer trick designed by his cheap master. Although Zhu Peng didn’t respect Zhu Peng in his heart, Li Jie still knew the guy’s ability. He hadn’t had it in less than three hundred years. The body of the Bai Ding in the background rushed all the way to today's status and achievement. That man can be described by the words "Tian Zong Ying Cai".
　　
The giant tiger that had been swept on the side roared into a piece of crimson energy covering Li Jie's body. It originally didn't have this ability, but as long as the wizard ranks high enough, this is not a major operation in this era, especially Zhu Peng's knowledge covers the two lines of plastic energy and bloodline, and he has performed better than the average of the same level of surgery.
　　
Li Jie, who has been blessed by the Red Tiger Battle Armor, is wrapped in energy armor and gathered on his chest to form a roaring tiger head. As a result, the power of his body is almost doubled and the operation speeds up. The total number of blood kills is different from the number of ordinary fights. , Slowly gaining momentum, it runs like crazy, squeezes its potential, and pursues the ultimate lethal effect with every bit of fighting spirit.
　　
　　 Because of this, Li Jie, who is in full state, has two-handed swords and swords like a shower of wind. The faster and faster he fights, the harder he fights. He has a legendary titanium body and beast armor double body protection, completely unafraid to exchange injuries with opponents.
　　
"Wait, wait!" Suddenly leaped back, the increasingly unsupportable Jueqing suddenly raised his hand and said. However, Li Jie ignored what the other party said, and double-raised the sword to kill him. Just before the completion of the killing, he knelt there with a "plop" sound.
　　
This scene really shocked Li Jie, not to mention Li Jie, everyone around was also exclaimed, the rain sword pavilion grand elder broke love, these years in the Chinese Samurai Association is also a face and face, otherwise it would not be able to agitate The people of Yizong accompany him to forget their lives and rebel. Now that the rebellion has failed, almost everyone in the Blood Rain Sword Pavilion is dead. Are you kneeling here?
　　
"I surrendered, I surrendered, I committed crimes and meritorious service... I am also afraid of death. I am old, and I am alive within a few days. The opposite party promised to implant my blood to extend my life. I obeyed, but I I also know who the dark ghost above is, you, you leave me a way out, leave me a way out of this bad old man, I will tell you all the secrets I know." While talking, he crawled forward and wanted to go. Holding Li Jie’s leg, Li Jie took two steps back as if seeing something dirty, and then kicked it away with a kick. However, he still knelt and crawled forward, crying and screaming, which was disgusting. .
　　
　　 The Chinese Samurai Association is Wu Zong, so how can people who are greedy for life and fear of death get a trace of respect?
　　
　　 But when Li Jie began to think about whether to listen to the inner ghost he said, Yang Caier's exclamation suddenly came from his ear.
　　
When Dieqing was kneeling and crawling close to Li Jie, his face full of tears and nose suddenly disappeared. The man who was desperate and unscrupulous in order to achieve the goal, the old man suddenly threw up and slapped Li Jie who was near him. The arms all turned into blood mist and burned during this move, forming a piercing and piercing rainbow. This is the swordsmanship that has been practiced so far: Life and Blood Remnant Sword, once used once and once disabled, although it is not difficult to reshape the body in the wizarding world, However, it is difficult to make up all the lost vitality, and rebuilding the body too much will damage the foundation of martial arts.
　　
Facing the sword rainbow at super close range, Li Jie couldn't avoid it at all, couldn't prevent it, couldn't hold it, and when he retreated in a hurry, a palm suddenly moved in front of him, it seemed to tear the blood of everything The sword disappeared without a trace in the palm of his hand, and Zhu Peng waved it with his backhand to tear off his head.
　　
　　Because the difference in cultivation level is too big, any moves and techniques are meaningless~EbookFREE.me~Jie Qing even lost consciousness even before seeing the figure clearly.
　　
　　 sealed its head with spells and stored it, then Zhu Peng turned around.
　　
"Master... Master, your head" Before Li Jie's words could be spoken, he suddenly saw Zhu Peng's super terrifying eyes. He hadn't been stared by Zhu Peng so fiercely. The snake stared at the frog, the whole person froze, and the whole body was cold.
　　
　　 "Idiot, I have been teaching you for so long, you almost died here, go back and take care of you." After a little lesson, Zhu Peng just greeted Yang Caier and Fan Wendong.
　　
Because there are only Fan Wendong and Yang Cai'er around, these two people are not outsiders, so Zhu Peng is a little casual. If it is in the public, Zhu Peng will not directly reprimand Li Jie, neither Fan Wendong nor Yang Cai'er. Those who would go out and talk nonsense would listen to them as soon as they heard it. At this moment, Zhu Peng's mood was indeed not very good.
　　
"Search thoroughly and don't leave the tail of your hand. Children under the age of five are brought back to the Zongmen Orphanage to raise them, and those over the age of five stay here to fend for themselves..." Zhu Peng did not say what to do with the older ones, but the model text Dong has already taken his orders and left.
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