When Wu Jiang killed the young man who led the way to attack him with one sword, Wu Jiang faintly heard Gu Ying shouting: "No..." However, when Wu Jiang flew away in the sound, he did not find any trace of Gu Ying.
Wujiang's spiritual consciousness spread rapidly, and all the movements within a radius of a hundred feet were brought to my heart, but no whereabouts of the lonely shadow were found
Wu Jiang was helpless and was about to return to the young man he killed. At least he had to clean up the spoils himself. Although Wu Jiang's lower abdomen was pierced by a lonely shadow, it was only two inches pierced into his skin, and his injuries were not serious.
Almost no effect
When Wu Jiang Yufeng came back to the place where he killed people, Wu Jiang suddenly found that the body of the young man he killed was missing.
However, there was a man standing on the ground, a middle-aged man in gray, with a very ordinary appearance and a sharp look as sharp as a knife. He stood on the ground with a place where there was a pool of blood, where was Wujiang who killed people.
When he saw Wujiang, he said in a plain voice: "It's true that it's the 'little poison god'. I killed me first on the first floor of Xue Wuhen, and today I killed Blood Eleven again. This hatred, we
The blood first floor will slowly calculate with you.”
Wu Jiang was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that he would have been involved in the largest killer organization in Zhongzheng Shenzhou City and even Zixuzhou - the first floor of the Blood Drops
"I am also forced to take action. Please let me know what to do." Wu Jiang felt a little frustrated. He was lured here and ambushed. After the ambush failed, a man who looked like he had good cultivation came out to show off and pretended to be a good person.
A mountain is also moved out - the first floor of blood
This kind of thing made Wu Jiang very depressed. He held his breath and wanted to vent his anger.
The middle-aged man said coldly: "Although Xue Wuhen is the most fickle and unprofessional person in my "First Blood" floor, you killed him, and you would be against me, but today
, You killed me in Zhongzheng Shenzhou City's Blood Eleventh, and I was publicly doing it to me's Blood First Floor'. No matter whether you are the master of Shadow Gate or the apprentice of Medicine God, no matter what
Identity, you will face the pursuit of all blood walkers in the 'First Floor of Blood'." After saying that, this middle-aged man Yufeng left
"Hmph! Is it like a few harsh words to leave? Is it okay for you to be ambushed by you in a daze? Why don't you find so many excuses when you kill? Now your skills are not as good as those who are killed?
Later, I came to me to speak harshly. Since you want to kill me, you will die!" Wu Jiang's anger surged out, and the Qingchen sword in his hand swung, and fifty or sixty wind blades were densely surrounded by this.
Middle-aged man
Wu Jiang has never been afraid of anyone. Now that he is ambushed, he is threatened by this middle-aged man, which makes him very upset.
"Wujiang, you are seeking death!" The middle-aged man saw that there was a spiritual sword in his hand, emitting blue light, and countless sword shadows flashed by, and easily turned the wind of Wujiang in ease.
Blade dispersed
"He has actually reached the initial level of the Emperor's Wheeler!" Wu Jiang was shocked. The middle-aged man in front of him had actually been an Emperor's Wheeler. Judging from the water-attributed spirit sword emitted from the spiritual sword in his hand, it should be a
Water Walker
Although Wu Jiang was shocked, his subordinates did not relax at all. With a thought, the "Blood Poison Sutra" was running. Wu Jiang hugged his hands and the colorful dragon-shaped power appeared on Wu Jiang's hands.
"Blood poison breaks"
After a clear dragon roar, Wu Jiang pushed the dragon-shaped power and flew quickly towards the middle-aged man.
"Hmph, I knew you could attack this long ago!" The middle-aged man was rising from the wind and avoided it quickly. Although his speed was not as fast as Wu Jiang, it was not much lower than that of the Ghost Hand's Wind Control Speed
The middle-aged man was in the air, and the spiritual sword in his hand was swinging, and several water-attributed sword energy flew towards Wujiang. Wujiang did not dodge or avoid, and the dragon-shaped power directly corroded the sword energy.
"What a strong poison!" The middle-aged man was shocked. He saw his left fingernail slashing the artery of his right wrist holding the sword. Blood spurted out from his wrist like a spring water
After bathing in his blood, the middle-aged man's spiritual sword suddenly emitted even more dazzling light. Wu Jiang found that the middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he never had the sharp eyes that were as sharp as a knife when he saw him again.
In his eyes, what Wu Jiang saw was - Crazy
"Kill!" The middle-aged man let out a cold shout, and then Wu Jiang found that the water-attributed spiritual power on the middle-aged man was like a piece of clothing, and wrapped him. This way of using spiritual power made Wu Jiang feel something in his heart.
think
However, Wu Jiang didn't have time to think about it. The middle-aged human body and sword were integrated, and his body emitted a strange blood light that intersected with the red blood of the water attribute blue and blood, shooting towards Wu Jiang like a meteor...
"What a fast speed!" Wu Jiang was shocked. At this time, the speed of the middle-aged human body sword was not much slower than Wu Jiang's wind control speed.
Wu Jiang's spiritual consciousness power spread rapidly, controlling all the movements within ten feet of his body to the bottom of his heart Wu Jiang clearly sensed that a middle-aged man quickly wanted to fly over himself, although under the sensing of spiritual consciousness, his speed was not as fast as he imagined.
Quick, but it still surprised Wu Jiang
Wu Jiang waved his other hand, and both hands pushed the colorful dragon-shaped power at the same time. Driven by Wu Jiang's strong physical strength, the colorful dragon-shaped power raised his proud head and faced the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man has no fear in his eyes. Anyone who sees Wujiang's beautiful colorful dragon-shaped power will be surprised, and then feels the strange poison emitted from the colorful dragon-shaped power, will choose to avoid the edge for the time being, but this middle-aged man
No, at this time, there was no colorful dragon-shaped power in his eyes, no fear of poison, only one target - Wu Jiang
Wu Jiang felt that he was locked in his body. This was not the power of spiritual consciousness, because the spiritual consciousness of this middle-aged man was far inferior to Wu Jiang.
At this time, the power of the mind was unswerving, moving forward bravely, not afraid of life and death, and even very crazy thoughts surrounded Wujiang. Wujiang felt that he had received a trace of restraint, as if his heart had received a trace of comfort.
"What should I do?" Wu Jiang discovered for the first time that his "Blood Poison Break" attack was very weak. For the first time, he discovered that sometimes the power was not just a collision, he ignored too many things
However, Wu Jiang found that he seemed to understand it a little late, and at the same time he was a little confused.
After a loud "boom", Wujiang's colorful dragon-shaped power finally collided with the middle-aged man's spiritual sword, and suddenly the colorful power and blood-red power scattered everywhere.
Wu Jiang felt a tightness in his chest. The power of this middle-aged man was not weak. After the powerful corrosive poison collided with the middle-aged man's spiritual sword, he quickly corroded the middle-aged man's spiritual sword.
It's a pit and a scattered look that this spiritual sword is a waste
After the middle-aged man collided with Wu Jiang, his face suddenly turned pale as paper. After enduring three breaths, he still vomited five mouthfuls of blood in a row. It was originally possible that the middle-aged man could remove this force with the impact of the collision.
But this middle-aged man did not dodge or avoid, and let Wu Jiang's strength rush into his body.
If the force only impacts into the body, it is no big deal for middle-aged people. However, Wujiang's five elements poisoning was also sent into the middle-aged people's body. The pale face of the middle-aged people was immediately invaded by the five elements poisoning.
Then it turned into colorful, as if painted
The middle-aged man did not relax at all. The spiritual sword, which had lost most of his function, was still tightly held in his hand. After five mouthfuls of blood were spit out, the middle-aged man did not pay any more than he shouted: "The disaster of blood...
”
I saw the middle-aged man's body shining brightly, reflecting half of the sky of the entire Zhongzheng Shenzhou City red. The momentum that was like a mountain torrent came to Wujiang.
"How is this possible! It actually increased its strength by at least three times in an instant..." Wu Jiang was shocked. He felt a fluctuation of power from this middle-aged man that almost made him give up his resistance.
The middle-aged man was only five feet away from Wujiang. At this time, such a huge killer move suddenly broke out. Not only did Wujiang not have time to react, but his eyes were really hurt by this dazzling blood light. The ragged in the middle-aged man's hand was sore.
The spirit sword was quickly sent to Wu Jiang's chest. The fierce murderous aura made Wu Jiang feel a little desperate.