my goddess school flower

A sword seriously injured Zuo Mutian, but Wang Ziqiao also knew that a master like Zuo Mutian would basically not die if he didn't get his throat sealed or his heart pierced by a sword.

So, almost exhausted, he jumped up from the deep pit, stabbed Zuo Mutian with his long sword downward.

Zuo Mutian was indeed not dead, but he was not much worse. He was lying on the ground, his long sword had fallen far away, and he couldn't dodge or resist Wang Ziqiao's sword at all, but his angry eyes radiated The hatred that burns jade and stone.

"Devil, go to hell!" Zuo Mutian spat blood, roared loudly, burned all the true energy in his body, raised his palms, and struck at Wang Ziqiao.

flutter……

bang...

Wang Ziqiao pierced Zuo Mutian's heart with a sword, and Zuo Mutian's palms also hit Wang Ziqiao's chest. The true essence poured into Wang Ziqiao's body with his last breath like a flood. .

In Zuo Mutian's view, even if Wang Ziqiao killed him, his 100-year-old true energy was enough to shatter Wang Ziqiao's internal organs.

However, he still underestimated Wang Ziqiao. Wang Ziqiao's internal organs were indeed injured, and even his sternum was broken. Anyone else would surely die.

But at this time, Wang Ziqiao stood up tremblingly. Although he spit out blood, he still stood with his sword and slowly closed his eyes.

The healing technique released by the magic wand blessed his body, ensuring that his brain would not lose its energy to function, and his soul still had the power of perception.

The Emperor of Meditation was displeased, and had begun to clear away the spiritual willpower contained in the foreign true essence. Without the willpower, the true essence was just pure energy, which Wang Ziqiao could absorb quickly.

The internal organs are healing at a speed that can be seen, and the new internal organs are tougher than the original ones. The healed bones seem to be inlaid with jade.

This is the benefit brought by the real essence in the late stage of the sixth level.

His clothes were stained red with blood, his white hair was long and slender, and his bangs fluttered in the wind on his cheeks, making him look even more evil and charming.

"Demon, go die!" When the sixth-level ninja Ito Hiroshi saw his master killed, he was furious. He didn't care about anything else, and rushed towards Prince Joe with all his strength and sword glow. He shot at Prince Qiao Biao.

Before Daomang got close, Wang Ziqiao suddenly opened his eyes. In those eyes, two groups of flames flashed faintly, and a huge momentum spread out from his body, forming a hurricane-like blast. Mental storm.

I saw him swaying his arms, holding two swords, and a series of afterimages appeared.

chi chi chi...

The vacuum blade light was all cut into pieces by Wang Ziqiao's double swords, like silver needles, they sank into Wang Ziqiao's body.

what……

In extreme pain, Wang Ziqiao raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, flames flashed out of his eyes again, as if a demon was angry, and seemed to be burning his life.

Suddenly, he moved.

Without seeing the figure move forward, the rock under his feet turned into powder...

flutter……

A blue sword shadow passed through Itohiro's neck without any real essence.

The headless corpse continued to rush forward, but the human head flew into the sky.

thump!

Wang Ziqiao knelt down on one knee, holding the sword in both hands, supporting the ground.

Just now he intentionally smashed the opponent's true essence sword light, and let the true essence enter his body, which aggravated the healing injury a lot.

It can be said that the current Prince Qiao doesn't even have the strength to hold a sword.

But his willpower has turned into an embarrassing displeasure like a human emperor, quickly clearing the spiritual willpower in the foreign true essence, and the Demon God Art is running at a high speed, integrating these true essence into the flesh and blood cells.

Killing two people in a row, although hundreds of people gathered around, no one dared to come up easily, because no one knew whether this white-haired young man still had the strength to fight.

They firmly believe that as long as the young man can swing a sword, he can definitely kill someone, and no one wants to be the first to die.

The sixth-level junior Mitsui Izawa, although holding a long knife, was terrified in his heart and couldn't move forward at all.

However, when he found that Prince Qiao had been kneeling on the ground motionless, he became more courageous, turned his head to look around, and said, "Go, kill him!"

When the ninjas around heard this, their bodies trembled, their legs trembled, and they stepped forward cautiously.

When they were still more than ten meters away from Wang Ziqiao, Wang Ziqiao suddenly raised his head, with deep and cold eyes, he glanced around.

Seeing this, the group of ninjas retreated one after another, not daring to move forward.

"Come on, kill him, whoever retreats, I will kill him!" Mitsui Izawa roared, and chopped a fourth-level ninja to death with a single knife.

Seeing this, the rest of the ninjas let out heart-piercing roars and rushed straight at Prince Joe.

Wang Ziqiao stood up slowly, and raised his slightly drooping chin higher and higher, like a high-ranking emperor looking down on all living beings.

Suddenly, his arms were raised, and two beams of sword light shot out, disappearing into the crowd.

flop flop...

ah ah ah...

Two sword auras shot forward and backward for a distance of tens of meters. Wherever they passed, the corpses of the ninjas were divided into two, and the sword aura also plowed a long sword mark on the rocky ground.

Two swords, killed thirty ninjas of different levels in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the ninjas who had stepped forward suddenly stamped their feet, their faces turned pale, and they retreated one after another.

"Ah...he's a demon, a demon..." A ninja with a low cultivation level couldn't stand Prince Joe's terrifying murderous aura, so he roared like crazy, threw the ninja sword in his hand on the ground, turned around and run.

This person is useless in this life, his willpower has been shattered, and his cultivation can no longer make any progress.

His voice seemed to ignite the fear in everyone's hearts, and more and more people fled away.

"Die, go to hell, I will not leave anyone who dares to escape!" Mitsui Izawa frantically hacked at those who escaped behind the crowd.

Gradually, the situation stabilized again.

The corner of Wang Ziqiao's mouth rose, like a demon walking out of the shadows, he shook his hand, and threw out the jade talisman, turning into a skeleton ghost slave.

"Kill, devour the souls of these ants to your heart's content! Hahaha..." Wang Ziqiao raised his arms and raised his swords, as if embracing the dark night starry sky.

The appearance of the skeleton ghost slave once again made all the ninjas tremble with fear. Those green eyes seemed to be able to absorb people's souls, and people would feel dizzy just by looking at them. How could there be any desire to fight?

But before they could escape, the skeleton ghost had already launched an attack on the crowd. Its body was like a diamond, even if the swords and soldiers cut his body, it would only leave some shallow marks at most.

Hundreds of ninjas exploded at once. Mitsui Izawa could no longer stabilize the situation. Looking at the disciples who were killed one after another, his heart was bleeding, but he felt extremely powerless Feeling, because he no longer has the courage to face Prince Joe, let alone draw a sword in front of Prince Joe.

"Demons, demons..." Mitsui Izawa followed the crowd and retreated one after another.