Dragon Vein Martial God

Fu Zheng's attack didn't make Jiang Ting have too much psychological fluctuation. He just didn't understand how Fu Zheng did it. He followed him and Lvzhu all the time, but he didn't find out.

This month, although he and green bamboo are not fast, they are not in a straight line. Fu Zheng didn't lose him? When was it followed?

But Fu Zheng didn't have Jiang Ting's complicated thoughts. He growled fiercely: "boy, I want you to die!"

Jiang Ting didn't want to respond, instead, he glanced around without any trace. He suspected that there might be people nearby. Otherwise, with Fu Zheng's accomplishments and strength, how could he be invisible to him? He didn't even notice.

"Rustle..." the wind blows the leaves.

Fu Zheng swung his wrist, and four of them were one foot in size. They looked one size larger than daggers. I don't know whether they were flying knives or daggers floating on his side.

The blade is oval. It's more likely to be a flying dagger. It's just that the shape of the flying dagger is a little bigger?

At the moment when Fu Zheng took out the Throwing Knife, Jiang Ting turned back, a faint palpitation rose in his heart... Intuition told him that the throwing knife was a big threat.

Intermediate magic weapon! Probably four sets of intermediate magic weapons!

"Go to hell!" Fu Zheng sneered.

The four throwing knives trembled slightly, and then chopped toward the river court with a faint light.

Jiang Ting wants to leave in an instant.

"Boom..." after the Throwing Knife failed, it cut out a few deep pits on the ground, then reversed its direction and cut toward Jiangting.

The flying dagger will bring out arc light wherever it passes. It looks amazing.

"There's some trouble." Jiang Ting looks the same, is very light to continue to jump.

Fu Zheng roared again: "still want to hide, go to die!"

Then, four throwing knives suddenly scattered, one continued to track, One chopped in front of Jiangting, the other two chopped left and right... What's more, Fu Zheng took out another Throwing Knife and shot it behind Jiangting.

There are five flying knives in total, four of which block the front and back of Jiangting, the left and right, and the last one pursues. He can't stand in the same place... Unless he can fly, however, where is the cultivation of refining Qi qualified for Yukong?

Jiang Ting looked cold: "where did he get the complete set of magic weapon?"

He has Xuanlong spear in his body. It's impossible for him to feel danger and palpitation with low-level magic weapon... Throwing knife must be medium-level magic weapon.

Based on Fu Zheng's accomplishments, it is not difficult to use intermediate magic weapons. However, it is impossible for Fu Zheng to use five intermediate magic weapons, not to mention whether he can get them or not. Even if he can get them, it is impossible for him to have such powerful magic power and divine mind to control them.

Unless, throwing knife, is a complete set of magic weapon.

The complete set of magic weapons is a kind of special equipment among the magic weapons. Jiang Ting has never seen it, but he has just heard of it. Once combined with the attack, some of the intermediate magic weapons have the power to attack the advanced magic weapons.

Even the most rubbish set of tools must be more powerful than other tools of the same level.

Only when the foundation is built can we have the qualification to use the magic weapons, which shows the value of the advanced magic weapons.

"Boom..." exploded repeatedly, smoke all over the sky.

"Ha ha, I'm dead!"

With a laugh, Fu Zheng turned his head and looked at the green bamboo coldly: "he's dead. Now, it's your turn."

Green bamboo's face became very white. I don't know whether it was frightened or because of the injury.

Fu Zheng walked on the water and approached the green bamboo: "don't look, bitch. My son and mother serial blade is a set of intermediate magic weapon. No one can stop it unless the master Zuoji does it. It's the same with the waste of Jiangting!"

Green bamboo eyes emerge a reflection, and then slightly clenched his teeth and said: "what do you want?"

"Slut, slut!"

With a low roar, Fu Zheng clenched his fist: "I wanted to treat you well, but you... I will kill you now to vent my hatred!"

"Ang..." a sound of dragon chanting suddenly behind him.

"Well?" Fu Zheng turned his head in surprise.

Then he saw that a dragon rushed towards him. The Dragon had no emotion in his eyes

"Who told you, I'm dead?" Jiang Ting's emotionless voice also rises.

"How..." the Dragon hit Fu Zheng in the abdomen, and a terrible impact hit him. The terrible impact forced him to fly three feet away before he stopped.

The Dragon disappeared... The Dragon gun of Jiangting has penetrated him.

He looked at the Xuanlong gun and said something that he didn't finish: "maybe."

"How can it be? What's impossible! "

Voice falls, Jiang Ting is like ghost general approach: "you have intermediate magic weapon, don't I have it!"

The words sound falls, Jiang Ting holds Xuanlong gun again and works hard toward the bottom. Fu Zheng is stabbed to the ground by the long gun. Later, Jiang Ting squats down directly and penetrates his own mana into Fu Zheng's body.

It has no other effect. It just confines Fu Zheng's mana.

After all this, Jiang tingcai breathed out a little to relax... The situation before was not dangerous. After he could not avoid it, he took out the Xuanlong gun to fight back.

The most important thing is that Fu Zheng was too arrogant. If he had been more careful at that time, he only needed to feel his breath to find that Jiang Ting was not dead... Unfortunately, he didn't, but stubbornly believed that Jiang Ting was dead.

Then he was seriously injured by Jiang Ting's shot... If Jiang Ting hadn't prepared to press questions, that shot would have crushed Fu Zheng's head, or he didn't control the power of Xuanlong gun. Even if it only hit his abdomen, the impact would have blown Fu Zheng's body.

Pressing questions?

Then he didn't rush to ask, but close to green bamboo, full of care: "are you ok?"

At the time of speaking, a piece of mana was used to help green bamboo kill Fu Zheng's mana.

After being able to use mana, green bamboo's face turned a little red. Then he quickly took out a pill and took it... It should be a healing pill, right?

"You heal first." After that, Jiang Ting turned around and approached Fu Zheng.

"Asshole!" Even if seriously injured in the body, mouth constantly spit blood, Fu Zheng also ruthlessly staring at Jiang ting.

"Where did you get your concealment spell and the weapon you just used?"

Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Ting shook his head again: "don't try to hide it. You tell me that I can spare your life. If you don't, you're dead."

Fu Zheng's fierce color was even worse: "if you have... Ability, just... Just... Just kill me!"

Jiang Ting was silent for a while, and his eyes swept the green bamboo without any trace.

Then he sighed, "I don't want to be punished. Why?"

After that, Jiang Ting turned his wrist and took out the Yin erosion needle. Then he stuck Fu Zheng's arm, and the Yin erosion needle stabbed Fu Zheng's finger.

"I don't know how many times you can bear it?"

Yin erosion needle along the fingernail into, Jiang Ting is not anxious to speak: "you don't have to worry, after stabbing your fingers, I still have lingchi method, artillery... And so on, although rest assured, I have a lot of punishment in my mind."

Jiang Ting really knows countless means of torture. After all, his experience is there.

"Ah..." Fu Zheng began to scream.