Reaper's Wings

In Song Dong's eyes, 30 vitality pills were like thirty jelly beans, and he really ate up the thirty vitality pills like eating jelly beans.

But this time he felt a new change.

"This……"

Seeing the changes in the vitality pills in his body, Song Dong was a little dumbfounded. In the past, Song Dong still had time to absorb the vitality pills, but this time after 1 vitality pills were swallowed, they were all absorbed by the heart in less than a minute. It is like a glutton, for this little thing, it seems that it can't even make a tooth sacrifice.

The heart became darker and darker, but its beating became more powerful, especially after Sanskrit was engraved on it, Song Dong felt that his heart was becoming less and less like a heart.

55 times, this is the number of times Song Dong's heart beats per minute now.

This is the change of the Death Scythe. Thinking of this, Song Dong immediately summoned the Death Scythe in his mind.

"Sickle, this is too perverted!"

"Pervert?" The Death Scythe's voice was disdainful: "I have expended so much effort, and you have suffered so much. Why does the Sanskrit inscribed on me only have this little effect? ​​You can try practicing now."

According to the death scythe, Song Dong's [New Qingfeng Jue] started to work, and he immediately felt the difference.

In the past, 【Qing Feng Jue】absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth by relying on the circulation of vitality in the body. Heart of black ruby.

And what shocked Song Dong even more was that the absorption speed of the heart was faster than the circulation of the meridians.

"This……"

Song Dong finally understood the reason why the death scythe said that the recovery of the lost vitality would be accelerated. If he absorbed such a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, he hadn't recovered the lost vitality quickly, then he was really stupid.

A smile appeared on Song Dong's face, and when his vitality recovered, he could start practicing [Dragon Elephant Fist] again, and his combat power would increase again by then.

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The days seem to have fallen into peace again. Song Dong still goes to class, dismisses class, and practice every day. With a Sanskrit heart, Song Dong's absorption speed at the same level will be ten times that of others. What a terrifying gap. Without anyone knowing, Song Dong rose again at a terrifying speed.

Song Dong's practice in the dodgeball room was over. When he heard the students around him say that someone's grades had improved again, he just smiled lightly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

No.1 is already Zhao Yanting, so there is no need for me to improve my grades, I just need to explode at the end of the semester.

However, what Song Dongjing noticed was that there are more and more people who "carefully pay attention" to him in Tianyi College, and they are obviously bought by the Nanfang family. It seems that the Southern Tianqi, or the Southern Chiyan, still has no Give up, he should be uncomfortable as a junior who makes people so embarrassing.

It's time to teach the Nan family a big lesson. Thinking of the greedy wolf in the Blood Guard Hall, this Martial Saint Blood Guard has never made a single shot, so it's time for him to make his debut.

So Song Dong planned to give the Nanfang family this chance. On the weekend when he returned to school, the permission he applied for again was approved again.

When Song Dong walked out of the school gate, I don't know how many news reached the hands of Southern Chiyan. Song Dongyi was not afraid, and he had another purpose for leaving school this time, Huahua, who was infected by the atmosphere of hell. Should be waking up soon.

The same dense forest, the same location, this time Song Dong was surrounded.

This is the second time Song Dong has seen Nanfang Chiyan. At this time, Nanfang Chiyan is completely different from the one in Tianyi College. He is domineering and self-respecting, as if the whole world is centered on him.

In addition to Chiyan in the south, there are three other people around him, all of whom are of the rank of Wu Zong, and the background of South Korea's first family is undoubtedly revealed.

"Song Dong, let your people come out, it is impossible for you to return to Tianyi Academy this time."

Nanfang Chiyan's eyes were full of contempt. It was such a 12-year-old boy who caused him to bleed out once. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

People always take themselves as the center and think that they are the center of the world, as if every move of their own may affect the operation of the whole world, especially after they have some strength and power.

Southern Red Flame is in this state now.

The smile on Song Dong's face remained undiminished. He looked at Nanfang Chiyan and said, "Nanfang Chiyan..."

"Shut up, is the Patriarch's name something that a kid like you can call?"

Song Dong hadn't spoken yet, but someone next to him yelled, although he didn't know why the Patriarch brought the three of them to deal with this boy who was just a martial artist, but he knew that the majesty of his Patriarch was inviolable.

Song Dong looked at the speaker. He looked like an old loyal servant, and he was someone who wanted to show off in front of Chi Yan in the south.

After just one glance, Song Dong looked at Chiyan in the south again.

"You want to talk, okay, I will give you the right to talk to me once."

A smile appeared on Song Dong's face again, and he continued: "Nanfang Chiyan, do you know what your family's biggest weakness is?"

Hearing Song Dong's words, Nanfang Chiyan frowned. He thought that in his current state, Song Dong was either asking him for help or calling other people to come, but he never thought that Song Dong would ask such a question.

Of course Nanfang Chiyan knew the biggest weakness of the Nanfang family.

The descendants of the Nan family are spread across almost all walks of life in the South Korean Empire, especially in the army. The first family deserves its name. To put it bluntly, if he sneezes, the whole South Korea may be shaken, but The Southern family has one unique weakness.

There is no martial saint.

Wu Sheng is the highest combat power in this world. He is like a nuclear weapon in Song Dong's previous life. He deters all ambitious people. There are more than a dozen members of the Great Wu Sect in the Southern family. There may be a lot less than myself, and not much more than myself, but But there is no Martial Saint, if there is one, then the power of the Nanfang family will be even greater, even if it replaces the royal family, it may not be a dream.

Martial Saint is the biggest regret of the Nanfang Family, and Nanfang Tianqi and Nanfang Tuo are the most likely to be promoted to Martial Saint in the Nanfang Family in the past hundred years. It is precisely because of this that he loves Nanfang Tianqi so much.

Looking at Song Dong, Bi Fang in the Fourth Army where he was in was like a mountain pressing down on the Nanfang family. If it weren't for Bi Fang, how would a newly rising force dare to challenge the old Nanfang family.

Southern Chiyan thought he understood the meaning of Song Dong's words. On the surface, he was asking a question, but in fact, he said that your southern family does not have a martial artist, so you dare not touch me.

"Do you really think that our Nanfang family will be afraid of Bi Fang?" Nanfang Chiyan's words are full of confidence: "My Nanfang family is bluntly saying that it is the pillar of the South Korean Empire. Bi Fang wants to move us, not others , even the Sword Saint Protecting the Nation would not agree."

Then he saw Song Dong shaking his head, for some reason, a bad feeling suddenly rose in Nanfang Chiyan's heart.

"That's not what I mean. Of course you guys won't be afraid of Bi Fang, because he has something to ask for, so he will have concerns." Song Dong said calmly, as if the first owner in front of him was an ordinary merchant: "No Martial Saint is the most fatal wound of your southern family, and your biggest mistake is that you should not provoke me, because I have nothing to worry about."

Song Dong's words made Nan Chiyan a terrible guess.

"Can you still order Wu Sheng to fail!"

Nanfang Chiyan spoke, his voice amplified unconsciously, filled with disbelief, and then he saw an extra person suddenly appearing beside Song Dong, an ordinary person only about 1.5 meters long.

This person seemed to have been standing there all the time, and it seemed as if he had never appeared before. Nanfang Chiyan looked at this person and felt extremely dangerous. The only person who made himself, the peak of the Great Wuzong, feel the deadly threat was Wu Sheng.

The person who appeared suddenly was of course the "Greedy Wolf" Blood Guard!

Song Dong saw that Chi Yan in the south was moving quickly and was about to run away, so he said softly, "It's too late."

boom!

The speed of the Greedy Wolf Blood Guards could no longer be seen clearly. Southern Chi Yan, a martial artist at the pinnacle of the Great Martial Sect, stopped moving just after taking two steps, because his whole body had already been cut in two by the Greedy Wolf Blood Guards.

Chi Yan in the south probably wouldn't even dream that he, the head of the first family, would die like this.

There is only one step away from the pinnacle of Martial Saint and Great Martial Sect, but there is a world of difference in strength. The contemporary Patriarch of the Nanfang Family, Nanfang Chiyan died just like that.

And those three people who came with Nanfang Chiyan didn't seem to know what happened at this time, and the body of their own Patriarch who was broken in two seemed so unreal.

It's just that they couldn't think anymore, because in the next second they became two pieces just like Southern Chiyan.

The power of a martial saint is inviolable.

"so amazing."

Song Dong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that only Wu Sheng is the real beginning of mastering power.

"But it's too expensive."

The blood energy he had spent half a year storing in the Fourth Army could only allow "Greedy Wolf" to make two shots, and now it was gone twice.

"I hope you will give me some compensation."

He picked things off from the mountain of several people, and then the blood-e skull appeared to suck blood again, and then let the newly-generated macho blood guard take the mummies of several people to the place where the corpses were disposed of last time, and Song Dong personally eliminated all traces , left immediately.

Not long after he left, a man with a huge sword on his back came here, Fan Ganfu, the swordsman who protects the country of the South Korean Empire.

"It's strange, I can clearly feel the breath of Wu Sheng, why there is nothing."

After searching here, Fan Ganfu, who got nothing, had to shake his head and leave.

At this time, Song Dong had already used the newly absorbed and transformed blood energy to build another macho blood guard, this time an immortal blood guard at the peak of Wu Zong, and a group of two had already arrived at Youjian Inn.

And what he did today brought huge waves to the southern family not long after, and a cruel battle for the head of the family began, which indirectly helped him realize his invasion plan.