I'm not immortal

Chapter 12 Dorgon, kill
There was nothing fancy about Jiang Qi's slash, it was just an ordinary oblique cut.

In fact, all the sword skills he learned from Jiang Qubing's shadow were so ordinary, without showing off skills, and without any fixed posture.

There is only one core point, and that is to kill the enemy in the fastest and easiest way.

This knife cut out with extremely fast speed and extremely tricky angle.

The azure blue blade sliced ​​through the air, and a brilliant blue light streaked across it. The speed was so fast that it even sparked a little spark. !
Dorgon looked at Zhanmang in front of him, and his consciousness seemed to return to the time when he was alive.

On the battlefield, the black-armored general used his last energy to scar him for a lifetime, but that general died in his own hands.

Now, he has been sunk for three hundred years and turned into a ghost, facing this knife again!

This time, he won't be like last time!
"war!"

Dorgon roared furiously, and a scimitar was condensed amidst the ghostly aura, which collided with the blue zhanmang who was already close at hand!

"laugh!!!"

The boss only saw two phantoms staggering past, and could only hear a dull muffled chi-chi sound.

Looking at the fierce ghost and the Nuo-masked man who had already crossed each other and turned their backs on each other, the boss knew that the collision just now was not just a single move, but dozens or even hundreds of times in an instant.

But it was so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all.

Now, let's see who stands at the end!
The boss thought so, staring closely at the person and ghost above the altar.

"Well"

Jiang Qi hummed unconsciously, knelt down on one knee, leaning on the ground with his dagger.

This scene changed the face of the boss, and he almost pressed the signal device in his hand, and then covered it with firepower, destroying everything here.

Although it is very troublesome to deal with the aftermath, it is not as terrifying as letting go of a ghost.

Although I don't know the identity of the Nuomian man, it doesn't look like a ghost.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, at least for now.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Dorgon, who was still standing, changed suddenly.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, his pitch-black ghost body began to disintegrate, a gap was opened on his neck, and strands of black air flowed out from it, turning into meaningless black air and dissipating.

Dorgon raised his hand and found that his palm had collapsed, and even half of his arm was missing.

He knew that he was going to die, and there was no way to survive anymore.

Dorgon reluctantly turned around and looked at Jiang Qi who was still half kneeling on the ground.

"what!"

Looking at the back, Dorgon suddenly smiled.

"This time, it's me who stands at the end."

This sentence is the last sentence left by Dorgon in this world.

His whole ghost is collapsing, turning into meaningless black air.

Dorgon, conferred the head.

Jiang Qi, who was half kneeling because of the loss of strength, stood up, turned around, and looked at the remaining black energy that had no breath.

"This time, I also cut your neck."

Jiang Qi, who was still immersed in the afterglow of Jiang Qubing's shadow swinging the last knife, half-closed his eyes, and said softly.

At the beginning, Jiang Qubing's knife was supposed to slash Dorgon's neck, but he was too tired and the injury was too serious, so he only slashed at his chest in the end.

Now, Jiang Qi replaces him, making up for the regrets he had at the beginning.

Dorgon's fatal injury was a slash from the dagger owl's head.

"senior."

The boss hesitated for a moment, but still called out, clasped his fists respectfully and saluted.

Jiang Qi's words just now really made people's imagination run wild.

This made him even more suspicious that the Nuo Mian Man in front of him really existed for 300 years!
However, he just started and shouted two words before being interrupted.

It was not Jiang Qi who interrupted him, but a change in the altar itself.

From the black air left by Dorgon, suddenly a three-meter-long, translucent golden-red juvenile Jiao Jiao emerged from the black air that had not yet dissipated.

It is the one transformed by the dragon energy of Wuling in Ming Dynasty.

"hiss"

The young jiao neighed, saw Jiang Qi, spit out the letter excitedly, jumped suddenly, turned into a golden-red streamer, and merged into the short knife in Jiang Qi's hand.

Jiang Qi only felt his wrist sink, and when he lifted it up, he found a shadow of a young dragon in the blood groove of the dagger.

This scene added another layer of doubt to the boss.

Since the young jiao transformed from dragon energy was willing to take the initiative to integrate into the dagger of the Nuomian man, why did he help Dorgon maintain or even bless the ghost body in the first place?
"I am neither a friend nor an enemy, I am here only to understand cause and effect."

Before he could think about it, he suddenly heard the deep voice of the Nuo Mian Man.

"Please take care of the aftermath."

"Yes!"

The boss subconsciously nodded in response, and when he looked up again, there was still the shadow of the Nuomian man?

Looking at the mottled and broken altar in front of him, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Report immediately."

At the foot of the mountain where the Ming Wuling Mausoleum is located, in a small forest in a park about ten kilometers away.

The Nuo-mian man holding a short knife suddenly appeared, which was even more terrifying than a horror movie.

"call!"

Jiang Qi took off the Nuo mask, adjusted his breathing, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

He found that his current physique seemed to be even more inhuman than that boss. He ran all the way, nearly [-] kilometers, and only ran for a quarter of an hour at most.

This is simply beyond the limits of human beings.

But Jiang Qi just felt that his inner breath was a little turbulent, and he stopped to take a breath and everything was fine.

"Did you bring it to me?"

Jiang Qi lowered his head and glanced at the dagger. It was also thanks to the dagger that he was able to escape from the blockade of guards with guns and live ammunition.

This knife already has the ability to make its owner invisible.

After completing Jiang Qubing's obsession, Jiang Qi also knew more things.

Zhu Cihong is not only a hero, but also a high-level craftsman.

I don't know how many rare treasures were wasted to forge such a short knife.

It seems outrageous that the emperor can forge iron, but it doesn't seem so outrageous when it comes to the emperor of Lao Zhu's family.

In any case, the purpose of Zhu Cihong building this knife, and adding strange abilities to the knife at any cost, is to help Jiang Qubing escape when he fails on the battlefield.

But the proud general didn't intend to live on in the name of a deserter until he died.

Even if he knew that even if he was defeated, he would not be punished, and even the emperor would give him more troops, which was a shame.

But running away, he disdains.

Even if the cost is life.

"This ability is really useful."

Jiang Qi made such a sigh.

Just kidding, the one who disdains is Jiang Qubing, what does it have to do with Jiang Qi?
What's more, Jiang Qi doesn't have to go to the battlefield.

only.
Jiang Qi tapped the dagger and sighed:

"Emperor Zhengwu, it's really terrifying. After 300 years, there are still variables."

(End of this chapter)