Chapter 1309 Time Is Merciless

I thought it would take a lot of time to find the life blood avatar, but I didn't expect the life blood avatar to show up and attack. Probably because he relied on his fighting skills and didn't take Jiang Wang, who was at the inner government level, seriously.

Perhaps, this is why Yu Beidou invited him here...

They meet on a narrow road and fight to the death.

Jiang Wang's several sword strikes were ineffective, and he immediately joined Yao Wufu, showing his strongest form, and directly crushed them with the peak sword power at the inner palace level.

But I saw the man wearing bright armor, dancing with a large sword as dexterously as an embroidery needle. Suddenly in mid-air, dragons and phoenixes danced, making a great article!

The light of the knife turned into the shadow of the sun, penetrating everywhere and falling everywhere.

He actually cut into the sword force with much too little strength.

Swiping from all sides and corners, the sword was constantly weakened.

But it's like a mountain falling head-on with a knife. No matter how you cut it, the mountain is still a mountain.

When the skill is limited, the end of the inner palace is the limit of this sword.

No matter how dexterous it is, no matter how exquisite knife skills it can perform. Even if the supreme swordsmanship passed down by the True Lord is used by Inner Palace monks, it is only at the Inner Palace level!

So he knocked down with a sword.

Mingguang's armor shattered into pieces, and the entire chest and abdomen of the big man holding the sword was pierced——

It was a huge hole, almost big enough for an adult to stick his head in.

This person's face was expressionless, as if he was not aware of the slightest pain and would never be affected. The Guandao in his hand was still elusive, quietly sticking to Jiang Wang's neck.

Since Jiang Wang knew that this big man was transformed by the blood of the Blood Demon, he certainly wouldn't think that he had defeated his opponent with just one strike of his sword.

Phew~

A wisp of frosty white wind blew gently in the hollow of the big man's chest and abdomen. It seems to heal his pain and comfort the organs that were shattered by the sword energy...

But wherever the frost wind went, everything was annihilated.

This kind of comfort is obviously not what the other party wants to see.

The big man was about to cut with his sword, but he couldn't stop it because his arm had been blown to pieces!

His entire body was shattered inch by inch, broken into little drops of blood, flowing in the air.

Then the sword and the flying armor fragments all turned into blood and scattered into the sky.

Jiang Wang used his colorful cassock to roll up all the blood that was flowing all over the sky. The cassock naturally tightened and formed a baggage.

This colorful "baggage" still bulged from time to time, obviously the ball of life blood wrapped in it was restless.

But the brilliance flowing on the demon-subduing cassock firmly restrained him.

Jiang Wang held the cassock bundle in one hand and flew back. The five brilliant light sources on his body gradually dimmed, and he walked on the blue clouds. He was still free and unrestrained, but there was a feeling that his thoughts were still unfinished.

It has to be said that this man transformed from his life blood is indeed a very rare opponent. In terms of fighting skills, it can be said that he is firmly ahead of him.

But under the overwhelming power of Wufu Tongyao, his persistence was too short-lived, and he was unable to show everything.

After achieving Tianfu, he has been practicing with great concentration. He has never had a suitable opponent to test the sword with, and he still feels lonely that his sword has failed the world.

Although today's battle was exciting, it ended too quickly and could only be considered a scratch.

But if Jiang Wang deliberately delayed the time in order to fully enjoy the battle and give the opponent transformed by life blood a chance, then he would absolutely refuse.

The battle in a narrow encounter is simple, the winner lives and the loser dies.

Honing fighting skills and understanding moves are all matters that depend on victory or defeat.

Jiang Wang has always been sober.

Dao Qian turned around and still led the way. Jiang Wang followed closely and flew towards the Rock Valley.

Once the job is done, it's time to get paid.

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In the rocky valley, in the cave on the cliff.

Yu Beidou, who was a master of the immortal style, sat cross-legged in mid-air, firmly holding the Blood Demon, but he was also restrained by the Blood Demon.

This body of the Blood Demon of Killing Love and Killing Desire, which now appears to be Liu Huai, the eunuch of Bingbi of Yang Kingdom, was created by the Blood Demon Killing Skill of Killing Love and Killing Desire.

During this period of time, there were three masters: Yang Jiande, the last emperor of the Yang Kingdom, Liu Huai, the eunuch of the Yang Kingdom Bingbi, and Jingye, the general of Yinguang City in the Rong Kingdom.

Among these three people, Yang Jiande is the one who firmly controls this demonic power. He uses the power of the demon, but everything he says or does comes from his true heart. At most, it is because of practicing this magic skill that the emotions are gradually destroyed.

Liu Huai was completely swallowed up and driven by this magic technique, and had no consciousness of his own at all. As the general of Yinguang City, Shizuo was killed by Liu Huai when he was investigating a large number of casualties in the city. He was devoured by the Blood Demon Art of Killing Love and Absolute Desire, and also lost himself.

Rather than saying that Liu Huai and Shizuo are the last two masters of the Blood Demon Kung Fu, it is better to say that they are the two puppets of the Blood Demon Kung Fu.

Yang Jiande was killed by the Cutting Sword, and there was no possibility of recovery.

When Liu Huai faced Yu Beidou in Yinguang City, he used all his methods to run around in the Eastern Region, and finally escaped all the way to Duanhun Gorge, but was still suppressed.

He could only spare a small amount of his life blood, and transformed into Shizuo, waiting for an opportunity to rescue him.

But this has already been determined by Yu Beidou, and he is even waiting for this step.

Before entering Duanhun Gorge, Yu Beidou had already urgently contacted Jiang Wang, who was still in Zhao Kingdom. Not long after the blood demon dispensed his life blood, Jiang Wang had already entered the Duanhun Gorge.

While Yu Beidou suppressed Liu Huai, he asked Jiang Wang to kill the ball of life blood, and based on this life blood, he wanted to use the natural formation of the Rock Valley to destroy the blood demon.

He claims to be "all the gods and ghosts", but he is not entirely bragging.

At this moment, Liu Huai, with a white face and no beard, was imprisoned on the ground, while Yu Beidou, who was extremely dignified, sat high in the air.

A sigh suddenly fell.

"Alas..."

Liu Huai was silent, Yu Beidou was silent, where did this sigh come from?

The cave was cold and gloomy.

A middle-aged man in scholar's clothes brought the answer.

This man had three long beards and a thin face, and looked like a teacher.

But no one who really knew who he was could remain calm.

The fortune-telling demon of the Nine Great Demons!

One life, one calculation.

He walked into this cave with an inexplicable smile on his face, and looked up at Yu Beidou who was sitting cross-legged in the air.

"Uncle Master, I haven't greeted you for a long time!" He said, "How are you doing? Can you sleep every night?"

Yu Beidou still pointed at the blood demon on the ground with his sword finger, his body motionless, and said, "Didn't we just see each other last time in Yinguang City? We should have reminisced about the past then, it's all your fault that you ran too fast!"

The fortune teller patted his forehead with his hand: "Yes, look at my memory."

He sighed again, and said sadly: "Even I am starting to get old, time is unforgiving, uncle master."

"You are already this old, what else is there to be unhappy about?" Yu Beidou said in an old voice "Look, Master Uncle is very open-minded. He didn't do anything when he saw you in front of him."

The fortune teller suppressed his sorrow and looked at him with a smile: "Isn't it because Master Uncle can't move now?"

Yu Beidou was silent for a moment and said: "I don't want to move now. Good nephew, don't force Master Uncle to kill relatives for the sake of justice."

"Great, righteousness, kill relatives." The fortune teller lowered his head and murmured, and then raised his head again. There was an undisguised cold murderous intent in his eyes, but his voice was gentle: "I just want to cut open Master Uncle's heart to see what justice looks like and what color it is..."