Invincible monster soldier king

Chapter 842 Ambitious
"You want to be a saint?"

Facing Hong Feilong's stubbornness, the young man named Mr. Jiang laughed, and two icy lights shot out from his eyes, staring at Hong Feilong.

Ye Wenqing was in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "Young Master Jiang, calm down."

The young man waved his hand and said: "You don't need to plead for him. As a martial arts practitioner, you can't think from the standpoint of the cultivation world, but always think of others. How can such a person be the leader of the martial arts alliance? The interests of the cultivation world depend on this person, and it is unreasonable for the cultivation world not to decline."

Hong Feilong was furious, and proudly said: "I, Hong Feilong, do everything aboveboard. I think I have no regrets towards the country and the cultivation world. Second Elder, if we insist on confronting the superiors, it will only bring about great disasters and disasters. Public and private, Second Elder, please think twice."

"You really want to be a saint." Mr. Jiang sneered and said, "Death is not a pity!"

Ye Wenqing's complexion changed drastically.

Huang Wanli even reminded Hong Feilong loudly: "Brother, be careful."

Hong Feilong had been on guard for a long time, the aura in his body was condensed to the commanding heights, staring at Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang raised his hand, and a drop of water condensed in the void.

He flicked his finger, and the drop of water suddenly accelerated.

There was a sound of tearing in the void, and where the water drops passed, countless fine water mist quickly gathered and condensed into four water drops, and the countless water drops were connected into a string, like a water sword.

The water sword pierced through the air, without majestic momentum, but with an unstoppable speed, and it blasted in front of Hong Feilong in an instant.

Although Hong Feilong had been prepared for a long time, when he watched the opponent's blow, he suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, he couldn't help being terrified, and his complexion changed drastically.

A sense of suffocation came from his chest at first, and the next moment, his perception collapsed instantly, and the body-protecting energy was smashed by the water sword like a fake.

"puff!"

The first drop of water shattered, and the protective Qi completely disappeared.

The second drop of water hit Hong Feilong's blocking arm, and the water drop was smashed into pieces and turned into thousands of mist.

The water mist condensed the young man's majestic sword intent, breaking through Hong Feilong's arm like a fine air current, and in an instant, countless streams of fine blood burst out from the arm.

"puff!"

The third and fourth drops of water came one after another, bombarding Hong Feilong's chest.

A large piece of Hong Feilong's chest was instantly sunken, and at the same time, the clothes on his back vest were torn apart, and a bloody sword shot out from behind.

Hong Feilong's body was still standing in place, but at the moment when those two drops of water penetrated his body, his body shook violently, all internal organs and even many flesh and blood in his body were shattered to death in the violent shock.

From the mouth, nose, eyes and ears, blood soon seeped out.

Hong Feilong looked at Mr. Jiang in awe, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

He thinks that the realm of cultivation is rare in the world, not to mention reaching the pinnacle, he is already a perfect golden body, and his actual combat ability is even more transcendent.

But he didn't expect that he couldn't even pass a move in the hands of this young man.

How could this be?
Is this the superpower from that world?

Is this the confidence they dare to contend with the mighty empire?

With shock and unwillingness in his heart, Hong Feilong's body collapsed to the ground.

"Brother!" Huang Wanli rushed to Hong Feilong's side recklessly, hugged Hong Feilong's body, and pinched the opponent's pulse with his hands, and poured powerful zhenqi unreservedly.

It's a pity that Hong Feilong was injured too badly, all the viscera in his body were shattered, especially his heart was pierced by the sword energy condensed in the water droplets, in this state, it is impossible for a god to save him.

Ye Wenqing did not expect things to develop like this.

Seeing that Hong Feilong was about to die before his eyes, his old eyes turned red, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Huang Wanli raised his head and looked at Ye Wenqing. The latter showed guilt on his face, but soon became extremely determined. He looked at Huang Wanli and said, "Wanli, you are a brilliant person who knows the current affairs. Over the years, we appreciate your efforts." From what I can see, the rise of the Huang family is all due to you alone, if the Huang family does not have you, is it still the Huang family?"

Huang Wanli's body trembled violently, and the arrogance in his body also disintegrated.

Yes, he is different from Hong Feilong. Hong Feilong has been an orphan since he was a child, but he has a big family and a big family, and a large family counts on him.

If he died, the Huang family would be wiped out overnight just like the Lu family who left Lu Xingzhou.

What's more, although Huang Wanli has some integrity, he is not as single-minded as Hong Feilong, and he does not have the compassionate heart of a saint like Hong Feilong.

If the interests and power in the cultivation world cannot be preserved, the Huang family will also decline, so Huang Wanli is also dissatisfied with the decision of his superiors.

Now, the Second Elder has brought such a powerful master, with such a person in charge in the cultivation world, how dare the higher-ups mess around?

Hong Feilong closed his eyes, and his body gradually became colder.

After Huang Wanli had figured everything out, he stopped entangled, looked at Ye Wenqing and said, "Second Elder, do we really want to fight the superior?"

Ye Wenqing didn't answer, but looked at Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang sneered with pride on his face, and said with a sneer: "Ordinary people, their vision will always be limited. In this world, the weak prey on the strong, and we are cultivators. Since we control absolute personal power, we naturally have to be above the worldly people.

Not only China, but all countries in the world, all major forces and giants must bow their heads to us, and those who refuse to obey will disappear from this world forever. "

Huang Wanli was shocked, and looked at Mr. Jiang in amazement.

Ye Wenqing's eyes were burning hot, and his whole body was more vigorous than before, as if he had returned to his youthful years.

That's how a cultivator should be, happy with kindness and hatred, free and easy.

As a cultivator, one should stand high above the rules of the world, live a happy life, and enjoy the power and benefits that ordinary people cannot enjoy.

But now it is good, they are bound by various rules everywhere, warriors have lost the temper of warriors, and the major families and sects in the cultivation world are even lowering their heads and tails in front of the major powers.

So fucking suffocated.

"The west has a god religion, which controls everything behind the scenes of many powerful countries. Can't we in the east? I am a monk in the east, and there are many capable people in the martial arts world. I am better than the west. Why can't we build our own holy country? My son Coming to the lower realm is to point out a clear path for you and create an immortal foundation for the cultivation world. Not to mention the East, the future Western religion, the so-called divine punishment and dark hell will all disappear. Live, and those who refuse to accept will be killed."

Mr. Jiang's words are calm, but he has a magic power to confuse people's hearts.

Ye Wenqing, as a real strong man in this world, was over a hundred years old, but his blood was boiling with excitement, as if he had renewed his youth, full of longing for the future and full of fighting spirit.

Huang Wanli is no longer sad, but has infinite yearning for the future world.

Mr. Jiang glanced at Huang Wanli lightly, and said: "As a cultivator, if you live in such a miserable state, there is no one else in the world."

"The strong should have the way of life of the strong, and have the unique power and benefits of the strong. Those who refuse to obey, kill them. When you kill all the dissatisfied in the world, there will be real peace in the world, and it will become a world in the eyes of ordinary people. fairy."

Ye Wenqing bowed with admiration on his face and said, "Mr. Jiang's words are true. The old man is like a blow to the head. He has just woken up from a dream and has been taught!"

Huang Wanli lowered his head, with a pious expression on his face: "From now on, Huang Wanli will be at the mercy of Mr. Jiang."

A smile flashed in Jiang Gongzi's eyes, and he said lightly: "Bury the corpse, count the time, our opponent should be coming soon."

(End of this chapter)