Dragon Vein Martial God

The black robed man didn't know what Jiang Ting was thinking. It seemed that in order to frighten Jiang Ting, he had a kind face, and his words had to be handed down.

"Really?" Jiang Ting pretended to be very happy.

The black robed man pretended to be displeased: "I lied to you for what."

"I'm coming." Jiang Ting quickened his steps, and his face was overjoyed.

In fact, the bottom of my heart secretly disdains... Acting with him, looking for the wrong person!

In the expectation of the people in black robes, Jiang Ting is completely close, and the distance is less than one step.

"Fairy." Jiang Ting pretended to be ignorant to help.

"With your blood, I think I can recover a lot of injuries. Ha ha..." the black robed man clawed his right hand at Jiang Ting's head and began to laugh.

However, his right hand was only half stretched out, but the face of the black robed man was stiff, and countless blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth... His heart suddenly felt cool.

Looking down, I just saw that Jiang Ting had stabbed the iron sword directly into his heart.

"Lizi... Keke..." under the pain, the black robed man roared.

However, it was a very severe cough, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

As for Jiang Ting, he drew his sword directly, rolled over in the same place, and directly opened a distance of more than half a Zhang... Then he did not stop, but quickly retreated to the edge of the cave.

The black robed man kept coughing up blood, looking at Jiang Ting, his eyes were ready to crack: "you..."

"A murderer is a constant killer, isn't he?" Jiang Ting's voice was cold, and he drew his bow and arrow directly from his back.

Bow and arrow!

The black robed man's face changed greatly. He quickly took out a yellow paper with some tracks that Jiang Ting couldn't understand... With a faint stream of air, the paper flickered slightly and disappeared without fire. Instead, it turned into a translucent yellow clock, enveloping the black robed man.

With a bang, the arrow approached, was blocked by the clock, and then directly blocked. The arrow also lost its strength and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ting saw this and frowned for a moment... He had tried his best to speed up, but he was still a little slower.

Fortunately, he didn't fight with the black robed man directly. He mentioned it immediately after he drew his sword. Otherwise, he might be dead now, but now, he can't kill the black robed man.

On the contrary, the black robed people are on guard... It's a big trouble.

"Lizi, this seat... Cough... This seat is going to kill you!" The black robed man showed his ferocious face and forced himself to get up.

The bottom of Jiang Ting's heart was seized.

But his face remained the same: "kill me? Don't be funny. Dare you come out of that big clock? "

As he opened his mouth, Jiang Ting pulled his bow again.

Seeing this, the man in black robe felt cold at the bottom of his heart. Indeed, he did not dare to leave the clock. Once he went out, he would be shot dead on the spot.

Immediately, the black robed man's body trembled: "it's... Dammit, if it's not for... Keke... If it's not for serious injury, you're a mortal... Keke..."

The cough of the black robed man became more and more severe, and his face became more and more pale.

Jiang Ting's mood was momentarily happy. He saw that the big clock could not move.

Maybe he couldn't move, or maybe he was too seriously injured to control... But whatever it was, the clock couldn't move, and he didn't dare to leave.

If the black robed man can... Can, in fact, the problem does not fight, the old man has run out of oil, the lamp is dry, he is in full swing, he will certainly be able to kill, but there will be some trouble, and even injury.

Now, just wait.

"Cough..." black robed man, still coughing.

Abdominal blood, crazy passage... Even if he can't block it with his hands!

Bloody smell, spreading in the cave.

With just ten breaths, the man in black felt that his consciousness became a little fuzzy. He knew that he was going to be.

He was seriously injured and dying. He managed to recover some vitality. As a result, he was stabbed by Jiang Tingjie. If his heart was not full of obsession, he would have died.

Death?

The man in black is extremely unwilling!

Healing?

He would like to, but... But how can he heal! Once the clock disappears, he will be shot dead.

Thinking of this, the man in black robe said in a hurry: "boy, I will teach you the way to cultivate immortals... Keke... How about you go to find... Keke... Some blood food for me?"

"Good." Jiang Ting showed a brilliant smile, pretending to flash a little greedy.

The man in black has a fine mind: "come here."

Jiang Ting is directly close to... The closer he is, the more exuberant his eyes are.

After Jiang Ting got close to the clock, the man in black robe took a breath and stretched out his hand... However, Jiang Ting retreated like a rabbit.

More sarcastic: "do you think I'm stupid?"

"You... Cough..." the man in black robe looked slightly stunned. He couldn't lift it up in one breath... He fell to the ground again.

Jiang Ting still mocked: "I'll find you blood food? Ridiculous. I'm afraid I'll turn into your blood food first. "

But this time, the man in black robe didn't move, so he was lying on the ground.

Jiang Ting sees this, eyes slightly a pick... This is, dead?

He should be dead. After all, he was on the verge of death because of the exhaustion of oil. As a result, he was stimulated again... He couldn't come back at one breath, and it was not impossible to die on the spot.

Mind rotation for a while, Jiang Ting face unchanged: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead."

The man in black didn't respond.

"You say, how about I cut off your head and use it as a chamber pot?"

Black robed man, still no response.

"Really dead?" Jiang Ting was extremely surprised.

Then, he stepped back to the edge, bent his bow and arrow, and quietly looked at the black robed man... No matter dead or not, he could not break the clock now, and he was not interested in attacking the clock which was obviously transformed by energy with the power of mortals.

It would be funny if the clock had any counter shock.

In his waiting, half a quarter of an hour passed before the big clock trembled and disappeared.

Jiang Ting, who had been waiting for the bow, could not help but release his right hand.

"Hoo", the arrow just like lightning, directly hit the heart of the black robed man... The black robed man lay on the ground, no response.

Jiang Ting can't help but become surprised: "can't really slow down, that breath died?"

Having said that, his action was not slow. He continued to draw his bow and arrow, and each arrow was shot, without exception, on the head of the man in black robe.

After several arrows, the black robed man's head became blurred, and even his face could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Ting still wants to continue archery. Unfortunately, there is no arrow left.

However, it doesn't matter. The arrows he just shot at his head... Even if the man in black robe was pretending to be dead before, he must be dead now.

However, he didn't rush to get close. Instead, he closed his eyes and thought about the gains and losses.

He knew that he was careless... Maybe he was eager for the cultivation method, or he was proud of his supreme strength. In a word, he was careless when he got close to the lake.

Just now, if the paper in the black robed man's hand was not a big bell, but some kind of attack means, with the narrow cave, he was... Dead.