Dragon Vein Martial God

After Jiang Ting noticed the state of Fu Zheng and green bamboo, his mood changed. In an instant, he didn't know why they were syncope in the valley.

A sneak attack? Why not kill? Revenge? Or simply killing people and looting treasures and so on

Countless thoughts rose in my mind.

Jiang Ting didn't waste any time either. After stopping, his body retreated nearly three feet. The mana in his body moved slowly. If there was something wrong, he could attack immediately.

Well, if it wasn't for the slight relationship between Lvzhu and him, he would simply speed up and leave now instead of being on guard at the mouth of the valley.

Valley, quiet, no one.

After a long time of vigilance, Jiang Ting frowned slightly... He didn't feel the danger, and he didn't notice any other changes. Is it that someone just played a prank to stun green bamboo and Fu Zheng?

Or, waiting for him to show his flaws?

I pondered for a long time and couldn't get the answer.

After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Ting still walked slowly towards the valley. Meanwhile, his guard became more and more intense, and he was always on guard against possible attacks.

Walking, soon he walked into the valley, also very smooth close to Fu Zheng and green bamboo two people, no change, no one to stop the hand.

"Wrong guess?" With a whisper, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly, and then he was ready to squat down to check their state.

As soon as he squatted down, Jiang Ting suddenly raised his head.

"Ang..." the Xuanlong gun was instantly launched and turned into a dragon.

At the same time, a flame sword about the size of Zhang split toward the top of the valley.

Even if he used magic and weapons at the same time, a little cold sweat appeared on his forehead... His mind was overloaded.

The reason for this is that when he squats down, he suddenly has a feeling of being peeped. His sight is from the top of the valley... Illusion?

Maybe it's an illusion, but whether it's an illusion or not, it's always right to attack.

After half a breath.

At the moment when the flame sword and Xuanlong spear arrived, a dark shadow appeared above the valley.

The shadow suddenly reached out to the flame sword and the dragon.

When the sword edge and Jiaolong were about three feet away from the shadow's black hand, an invisible semicircle barrier rose.

There was no earthshaking, only collision... When it came into contact with the barrier, the Dragon disappeared and turned into the real body of the Xuanlong gun.

"Zizizi..." the tip of the gun collided with the edge of the sword and the barrier, flashing countless sparks.

Xuanlong spear is OK... Because of the collision, the flame sword began to dim quickly, just a breath less than time, the flame sword disappeared completely.

Power full vent, can't how to get that barrier cent.

Jiang Ting breathes quickly, and then waves his hand. The Xuanlong gun turns into silver light and returns to Jiang Ting's body.

Dark shadow did not attack, with a harsh hoarse voice: "intermediate weapon, or one of the top grade, good."

Jiang Ting slightly puffed his mouth and clasped his fist: "Jiang Ting, a disciple of zishuang sect, has met the elder. He just offended me on impulse. Please forgive me."

Building foundation... Should it be building foundation?

Although the collision time is very short, Jiang Ting can see that the defense of the shadow is not a magic, but a simple use of magic. The vast sea of magic forcefully blocks the magic fire cloud sword and the magic weapon Xuanlong gun.

Just that blow, almost can be said to be his most peak blow outbreak, the result of black shadow resist so easily freehand... Fight, absolutely not good for him.

Even, I'm afraid I can't even run away... As far as he knows, building a foundation can fly, and the speed of flying in the sky is beyond the imagination of running on the ground.

Even if he claims that he is good at dodging magic... If the dark shadow makes a large-scale and undifferentiated attack, won't he die?

The shadow whispered: "don't take the purple frost door to press me. The sky is high and the earth is far away."

Between the words, a faint threat came... Jiang Ting suddenly found that the speed of mana operation in his body was reduced, and his strength could play 70% at most.

Jiang Ting can't help feeling a little... Desperate? Angry?

After he began to practice, he always paid attention not to make trouble. How could he get into trouble or come to his door? Who did he ask to make trouble with?

Mood, suddenly sink to the bottom.

Soon Jiang Ting's face returned to normal: "I don't know, but I have something to tell you?"

Save yourself first, others, take your time.

Shadow standing on the top of the valley, not salty voice: "there is something I want to ask you to help."

"If you ask me, I will die." Jiang Ting responded with firmness... And his mood gave birth to his intention to kill.

What he hates most is this kind of life and death.

In his previous life, he managed to climb to the top of the world... The reincarnation of this life is the same. Although this life is different from the previous life, even if the sewer capsized at that time, he can recover himself afterwards, and even break up the world easily.

But... As a price, it will destroy his reincarnation and destroy his way of detachment.

How low-key and cautious he is now, when he can clean up the shadow... How miserable the shadow will die!

Shadow voice suddenly a cold: "you want to kill me?"

Jiang Ting quickly put down his mood and pretended to smile: "I'm joking. I'm just refining gas. How dare I be disrespectful to you... What can I do for you?"

There are some topics that should not be entangled. It's not good to continue to entangle, so it's better to diverge.

Fortunately, the shadow did not continue, but with a little sarcasm: "kill them, I'll let you go."

When Jiang Ting heard the speech, he breathed for a moment... Fu Zheng and green bamboo on the ground were still wearing the standard clothes of zishuangmen.

As like as two peas, he also wore the outer door clothing of the purple frost door. He and the two people of green bamboo could almost say the same clothes, and there was some difference in what sizes were.

As a result, the shadow made him kill?

Although scar face and others, who he had killed before, were also disciples of zishuang sect... But they should not be confused.

No one will see the previous killing, and there will be no handle left.

And this time... Black shadow, is it against the purple frost gate?

In a myriad of moods, Jiang Ting's face was deliberately alarmed: "I killed them. Do you really want me to leave?"

A normal performance of a disciple outside the door, he was interpreted to the utmost... Eyes that pretended to panic, more like a magic stroke, finishing touch.

"It's true." The voice of shadow is not urgent.

Jiang Ting then suddenly took out the Xuanlong gun. The tip of the gun pointed to them. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes were struggling and crazy.

After playing for a long time, Jiang tingcai pretended to clench his teeth: "if you don't do it for yourself, heaven will destroy the earth. Jiang is not a good man. He will have a good baby in his next life..."

The tip of the gun bloomed cold and went towards their necks... If they were hit, there was no doubt that they would be killed on the spot.

He didn't know what shadow wanted to do, but after such a big circle, shadow couldn't just want to see a play.