For example, Chen Qiyou, who had previously refined it into a heavenly eye and embedded it in the middle of his eyebrows.

"The fifth magic weapon in the world!"

Ao Zhan murmured, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

If it were normal times, he wouldn't even dare to have any thoughts, but at this time, the little devil was obviously injured.

A battle with the poster who shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods was impossible to be intact by any warrior. There are a large number of martial arts and rivers around the old house of the Jiang family!

What if this person can be killed?

The greed in Ao Zhan's heart grew unstoppable like weeds after the rain in spring.

"Nangong Wuwang! You slaughtered the righteous path of martial arts in the martial arts world in the rivers and lakes, and this time you forced your way to break into the Jiang family. I, Ao Zhan, as a member of the martial arts world in Boyang County, will not let you get out of this house alive!"

The injury in Fang Yuan's chest finally strengthened Ao Zhan's confidence, which made him go directly beyond the crowd. His words were righteous and even moved by himself.

"Good! Tie Shi is worthy of being the Grandmaster of Boyang County!"

"This is a polite statement. You must not let the devil walk out of this county alive, otherwise how can we have face?"

"Everyone is standing side by side, fighting with the people in the devil's way, and what kind of morality is it?"

...

The people around the world were silent, and their blood was boiling.

"Senior Jiang! How about we join forces to hold this owl?"

Ao Zhan looked at Jiang Li next to him. The existence of this first-class master was also his greatest reliance.

Otherwise, even if he knew that Nangong Wuwang was seriously injured, he might not have dared to take risks like this.

The ancestor of the Jiang family looked at Ao Zhan deeply, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything.

Nangong Wuwang slaughtered the Jiang family, and the aftermath of the fight was severely damaged. This is a fact!

As the ancestor of the Jiang family, he naturally had to recover his blood debt for his tribe members.

"Encircle me?"

Fang Yuan was stunned, and then he seemed to hear a huge joke: "Haha... I am really a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger!"

laugh!

He held a knife in his right hand and waved it casually.

The blood-colored sword flashed, and the most noisy warriors were suddenly lying on the spot.

A trace of blood rolled, as if there was life, and it actively gathered towards the Blood-Drinking Sword. From the blade, countless purple-red veins emerged, swallowing blood greedily.

Along with this process, extremely rich blood mist spread on Fang Yuan's body, causing his injuries to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As the rumors, the master of the Blood-Drinking Sword is getting stronger and stronger when he fights with one knife, he does not avoid the exhaustion of true energy and the aggravation of injuries..."

Jiang Li sighed, grabbed Jiang Xiaodie, and quickly retreated: "Mr. Nangong, I will say goodbye!"

“…”

The cold sweat on Ao Zhan's forehead dripped in an instant.

The heroes of the world who were originally indignant before were silent at this time, making him look extremely embarrassed.

"Mr. Nangong..."

At this moment, he had to tamper with his teeth at Fang Yuan's eyes that looked like a smile on his face.

puff!

The next moment, a flash of sword light and his head fell down.

"Why...I don't want to kill people, and there are people who come to die?"
Chapter completed!