Yan Xiao’s confused brain could no longer remember how many times he had died.
This is the sixtieth or one hundred and sixtieth time?
Having experienced too many ways of death!
But as evil as it is, as chaotic and crazy as it is, of course it will not be outdone.
Rising up again and again, resurrecting again and again, fighting again and again, and being defeated again and again.
The opponent is like a towering mountain, but also like a vast sea. No matter how it chooses to charge, it cannot shake the mountain or sea.
Absorbing divine power once again, he resurrected from the void, and with all his feathers and claws, Yan Xiao said in a ferocious voice: "Ho ho... How long can you maintain this intense fighting state?"
When it said this, Jiang Wang was already close, with his left hand right on its head. With just a slight press, he pressed down a killing nail and drove it into its skull.
Asked lightly: "How long can the person behind you last?"
The wind blows and the debris falls like smoke.
In the surging divine power, Yan Xiao once again condensed into shape.
Jiang Wang is already very familiar with this magical power, and even more familiar with the process of Yan Xiao's resurrection.
With enough progress, Yan Xiao's offensive posture was cut through with two sharp sword strikes.
With a wave of his left hand, the true fire of Samadhi formed a ring of fire.
Hand around the Yan Owl's neck, wing roots, and claws.
Although Yan Xiao was not touched, it was unable to move at all and could only maintain a motionless posture in the air. It had already memorized the power of the Samadhi True Fire, and knew that if it moved even a little and was touched by this magical fire, it would
Will be burned to ashes.
It looks like this...
Like five rings of fire, hanging it in the air.
“Do you think it’s you who can hold on to this posture longer, or the Dragon God who can hold on longer?” Jiang Wang asked.
“Hee hee.” Yan Xiao smiled and said, “I don’t think you can hold on much longer.”
"Yeah."
Jiang Wang pressed his five fingers together, and the ring of fire formed by the Samadhi True Fire suddenly tightened, instantly burning Yan Xiao to ashes!
Amidst the flying ashes, there is a brief calm in the forest of hanging heads.
Yan Xiao's body slowly condensed again. He looked over with malicious eyes first.
Hised: "Do you think that monk can really defeat the Dragon God? It's just a mantis' arm acting as a chariot, and a groundworm shaking a tree. When he dies, it will be you!"
Put the Sauvignon Blanc from bottom to top and cut it in half from left to right.
In the cold night, the long front is still like a stream of autumn water, clear and bright.
What a sword.
Kill the enemy without staining blood.
Jiang Wang lightly shook his sword, and with Sauvignon Blanc humming, he reviewed his understanding of swordsmanship and analyzed another killing of Yan Xiao...
Yan Xiao is not a very good target for sword practice, but it is a very good target for sword practice. You can freely release your swordsmanship inspiration on it, and the opportunities for summarizing experience are almost unlimited.
“You deserve to die! Damn it! Don’t give me a chance, I will torture you severely!”
The newly resurrected Yan Xiao started to scream again.
Jiang Wang only asked softly: "Speaking of which... do you know the Dragon God?"
As he spoke, the person was close, and Sauvignon Blanc passed through his heart fiercely, piercing a huge hole in Yan Xiao's chest and abdomen, which could be seen from one end to the other.
It is the sword of the old general’s twilight.
“You don’t need to answer now, wait until next time.” He said.
Jiang Wang has never been able to figure out what that black substance is.
I can only guess that it is something like a gathering of evil thoughts.
In short, Yan Xiao was resurrected again in the condensation of black matter.
"I can do nothing--"
Poof!
It was once again whittled into a stick and stood in the night sky.
“Think it over before you speak.” Jiang Wang said this, then he made a horizontal stroke with his long sword, and once again slashed his head.
Seeing the swallow's head flying high, I saw the ferocity in the eyes dissipated once again...
Very simple.
Yan Xiao has a misunderstanding... It thinks that it has escaped from the nest, which means that its fighting skills have quickly approached Jiang Wang.
As everyone knows, Jiang Wang has just been adapting to the new tactics - how to balance the two goals of "the shortest consumption" and "the fastest to kill Yan Xiao".
The matter of killing Yan Xiao is not difficult at all. Taking into account two difficult goals at the same time is the challenge Jiang Wang has given himself.
This gave Yan Xiao a chance to escape from the nest.
In fact, it has lost the blessing of Yanchao, and it has no way to go and cannot resist under Jiang Wang's sword.
Especially as battles happen again and again, knowledge is constantly being replenished...
Here in Jiang Wang, there are almost no secrets.
It can be said that as soon as its body moves, its battle choice has already appeared in Jiang Wang's mind.
All he has to do is harvest the crops.
Master Guanyan's worry is not unreasonable. Yan Xiao's resurrections and improvements again and again can indeed make people despair, and opponents who are stronger than it can easily be consumed by it.
But Jiang Wang is also “progressing” rapidly.
This "progress" is reflected in the proficiency in killing Yan Xiao.
Because of the quick satisfaction of his knowledge, it seemed that Jiang Wang was getting more and more relaxed the more he killed.
Of course, if time can continue, Yan Xiao's progress will catch up with Jiang Wang sooner or later. But that will not happen overnight.
Even Jiang Wang's exhaustion will happen before this...
And Jiang Wang decisively changed his tactics and reduced consumption, just to make that moment come later.
“I will also know you very well!” Yan Xiao, who was resurrected again, said fiercely.
This is clearly a threat.
But it’s very immature.
“I think I need to leave a secret book to Senhaiyuanjie.” Jiang Wang reached out and grabbed Yan Xiao’s neck with one hand, and the killing nail penetrated directly into its body from the neck——
""A Thousand Ways to Die by Yan Xiao"...what do you think?"
He will kill Yan Xiao a thousand times!
Yan Xiao was resurrected again, but his body was still the same as before, unchanged.
Still in good condition.
But its eyes changed.
That complex, cruel, and chaotic look was already on the verge of disintegration while it was still alive.
No.
It has never been the only one that brought fear to the enemy.
It cannot be afraid.
How can it be afraid?
The last time it fought with the man in front of it, it was afraid because it thought it would really die.
Thinking that when he cannot be resurrected by the power of the Forest Sea Source World and needs divine power to be resurrected, he will be regarded as a burden and wiped out by the Dragon God.
But the Dragon God does not.
The Dragon God still needs it very much. He needs it to destroy the forest sea source world, he needs it to contain the will of the world, and he needs it to contain the bald head...
Now it is connected with the Dragon God as a divine level, and it is not an existence that can be easily abandoned.
As long as the Dragon God is there, it can be reborn indefinitely, and this process is not even something that the Dragon God can stop now.
So what does it fear?
But even if I think about it...
“I don’t know much,” it said.
It seems that it cannot control its mouth at all. It encourages itself mentally and surrenders to its opponent verbally.
It has thousands of chaotic wills in its mind.
There are countless ideas colliding every moment.
But at this moment, at this moment when I have died countless times, tens of thousands of chaotic wills... all feel the same fear!
Even an immortal being cannot withstand death thousands of times.
Its will to resist was cut into pieces as it died one after another.
It is already giving in, but the answer is still a sword.
The sword passed through the brain.
So sharp that it still hasn’t deviated even half a cent.
“Just get to the point and stop talking nonsense.” Jiang Wang said quietly.
die……
It’s death again.
Yan Xiao has witnessed death thousands of times and caused death thousands of times.
It also died.
But usually the opponent will collapse after the fifth death at most.
It has never died so many times in such a short period of time!
After such a long confrontation, the hand of the man in front of me did not shake even once.
So much so that it feels a little confused, wondering who is the existence that can always remain intact.
When it absorbs divine power and is resurrected again...
“He is a real dragon!” it said immediately.
It guarantees that it tells a big secret!
But what responded to it was a blast of fire.
“The news is out of date.”
That cold voice said.
The body is ashes and the soul is like smoke.
The true fire of samadhi cannot burn anything.
What else do I know?
hurry up!
What else do I know?
While my body is still in the process of restructuring, the voices in my head are already arguing.
When Yan Xiao opened his eyes, he screamed: "He was in a very bad state when he came to this world. He slept here for many years before waking up! I know where he was sleeping at that time!"
Jiang Wang frowned: "This is indeed new news, but it doesn't seem to be very important... Why do I need to know where he is sleeping? The value of this news is too low... In this way, I will let you live three more breaths."
So he started counting: “Three, two, one!”
“Wait a minute, I thought of something else!” Yan Xiao shouted.
Poof!
The long sword was slowly pulled out from Yan Xiao's heart. Jiang Wang shook his head: "This time there is only three breaths, so we can't change what we have said. Behave better next time."
Divine power descends, and black matter is born from nothingness.
Yan Xiao, who was confused, could not remember clearly, but Jiang Wang remembered it clearly.
This is the 371st resurrection of Yan Xiao.
After Yan Xiao's Beak was absorbed by Bu Zhou Feng, he could no longer feel any changes. It had probably reached a limit... But adhering to the principle of never wasting it, Jiang Wang still cut it off and used Bu Zhou Feng to
Swallow it clean.
The first action of Yan Xiao, who was resurrected for the 371st time, was no longer to flee or attack, but to open his mouth and shout: "I know where they are fighting, I know where the Yuheng stars are anchored at this time, I
I can feel it!"
Jiang Wang looked at it quietly, grinning amid its increasingly uncontrollable fear: "Good news."
This smile was an unforgettable relief to Yan Xiao.
Jiang Wang raised his left index finger and stroked it gently in the air.
A line of crimson flames burned vertically in the air.
Fantastic, bright, and slowly shortening at a constant speed.
"It's worth thirty breaths of time. During these thirty breaths of time, you can rest or attack me... except that you can't escape, I won't kill you for anything." Jiang Wang said: "This is for you.
reward."
He did not say what would happen after thirty breaths, because there was no need to say that.
Yan Xiao glanced at the red flame line and became nervous involuntarily.
“Let me think about it, let me think about it...”
“Stupid brain, what do you know!”
“Stop arguing! Think about it quickly as it has something to do with the Dragon God!”
Chaos once again prevailed, but they were only arguing about the Dragon God.
Jiang Wang even promised to allow it to try to attack during these thirty breaths.
However, as fierce as it is, it seems that it has forgotten this choice at all...
Over a long period of time, Yan Xiao resurrected from the dead again and again, taming the Senhai Saint Clan and making head-offering a habit.
And Jiang Wang used hundreds of new killings to tame Yan Xiao.
After all, "A Thousand Ways to Die by Yan Xiao"... to others, it may sound like just a curiosity, but to it, it is actually a bit scary.
Seeing the flame line gradually burn out, Yan Xiao gritted his teeth and said: "The Dragon God has hidden treasures in the gaps in the world, and I know the exact location!"
“Oh.” Jiang Wang responded lightly.
Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Jiang Wang's reaction, but he continued: "As long as you let me go, I can take you there."
Jiang Wang glanced at the flame line that had burned down to only a few sparks, and said softly: "The time has come."
He pointed his index finger at the spark in the distance and made a casual stroke. The spark shot out quickly and suddenly spread out into a fire net. The blazing fire net of Samadhi True Fire covered the Yan Owl head-on.
“You can make up the news as you like, and I will judge the authenticity myself.” He said.
Yan Xiao was burned cleanly in the net of fire.
What kind of pain is death?
One thing is certain, most people in this world cannot bear it.
Yan Xiao can endure it and has endured it many times.
But when this number expanded to hundreds in a very short time...its endurance was also broken down.
As soon as it came back to life this time, it shouted angrily: "What I said is true!"
Jiang Wang looked at it calmly: "My judgment may not be right, but I must believe in myself, so when you express it, you'd better find a way to make me believe you - what I said may be a bit awkward, I hope you can understand
."
“What if you can’t understand?” Yan Xiao asked bitterly.
The response was a straight sword: "Then understand it a few more times."
Handmangyao is corrected, and the owl's body is scattered.
Jiang Wang’s coldness at this time will never be forgotten by Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao, who was resurrected again, almost collapsed, and howled in despair: "Either you find a way to kill me completely. If you don't have the ability, don't do it! I don't want to be resurrected! I don't want to!"
Yan Xiao's mind is not sound in the first place, and he relies purely on the accumulation of skull-eating to improve his wisdom. At this moment after the defense line has been broken through again and again, it is extremely fragile and suffering...
However, Jiang Wang had no mercy at all.
Frowning, he raised his sword and went up to kill it again: "You are so noisy."
When life and death become an inescapable cycle that begins and ends rapidly...
Pain cannot be described in words.
Yan Xiao, who was resurrected, screamed: "He seems to have always had an enemy, not that monk, but before that monk! The reason why he needs to sleep here is because of that enemy!"
“Who is His enemy?” Jiang Wang asked.
Yan Xiao met his gaze and subconsciously shrank back: "I don't know..."
Jiang Wang raised his hand.
Yan Xiao suddenly closed his eyes and burst into tears. He was so aggrieved that he was out of breath: "Why...why did you do this to me? I have never eaten you..."
“Shut up.” Jiang Wang said.
Yan Xiao immediately shut his mouth.
In the void, two black chains emerged, one wrapped around Yan Xiao's neck, and the other wrapped around its right paw.
Due to a lack of in-depth study of Legalist secrets, the prison chain is now rarely used, but in a situation where the enemy is completely controlled, its effect is still undoubted.
“Take me to the place where He slept before.” Jiang Wang said.
Whenever Yan Xiao still has a little temper, he will definitely question Jiang Wang - don't you say that this news is worthless and only worth three breaths?
