Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

At this time, Feng Qingyang's face turned from purple to black, especially the bitten part of his neck was already festered, and black poisonous blood flowed out.

Feng Qingyang's mind kept feeling drowsy, even breathing felt like someone was choking his throat.

Hearing Jing Zhou's words at this time, he trembled even more angrily.

He had never heard of such poisonous words in his life!

Originally, he had difficulty breathing, but now his chest seemed to be pressed down by a huge stone.

Feng Qingyang spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood, pointed at Jing Zhou tremblingly, and said: "Hey, God is not good at seeing, let you, a devil cult thief, gain power, even if I die, I will not let you go!"

"The old guy is still stubborn, it's hard to feel now! Before a wild boar was bitten by my centipede, it fell on the ground and twitched continuously, barking uncomfortably. You old man is just like that pig, but still It's a bit of a bone, but it didn't make a sound."

"Speaking of which, if you say one more word, the poison will intensify. You'd better talk less, but if you have to hold on for a while, I still have a lot to say. If you die like this, then my words Can't you hear it?"

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Feng Qingyang's blood surged up. He opened his eyes and pointed at Jing Zhou. Before he could say anything, black blood came out of his nose and ears, and he fell to the ground.

"you you..."

Feng Qingyang's body twitched continuously on the ground, without saying a few words, he gave up his breath and left.

Jing Zhou didn't expect the old man to be so narrow-minded. Before he could say a few words, he vomited blood angrily and died of poison.

He still has a lot to say!

Now that Feng Qingyang is dead, he can't care about it anymore.

"I am the most honest person. If I say I will send you to see the king of hell, then I will definitely send you to see the king of hell. The scenery at the bottom of the cliff is beautiful, and it is more than enough for you to make a cemetery. Don't say I am stingy."

Hanging the blood jade centipede on his wrist again, Jing Zhou kicked Feng Qingyang's body into the bottom of the cliff.

Now, even if Feng Qingyang was not poisoned to death, he would have to be thrown to death.

A generation of sword masters who had dominated the world for decades died at the foot of this cliff, and even their bones no longer existed.

The world is like a tide of people like water, only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.

After entering this rivers and lakes, how many people can die well?

Like Duan Yu's kind of shit luck, falling off a cliff and not dying and still getting martial arts cheats, not everyone can go.

"Good baby, good baby"

After dealing with Feng Qingyang, Jing Zhou kept stroking the blood jade centipede.

He didn't expect it to be so poisonous!

In the days before, although Jing Zhou kept feeding it with various poisonous insects, he also knew that it was highly poisonous, but Jing Zhou didn't have an intuitive feeling of how strong the toxicity was.

Now, Feng Qingyang was bitten on the neck by this centipede, and he couldn't hold on after a while. This made Jing Zhou love this blood jade centipede even more, and it was not in vain for him to nourish his inner energy when feeding him every day. it.

It's a pity that this centipede just can't stand the sword, otherwise, why would he have said one more word to break Feng Qingyang's heart before, just throw him in the face.

After hanging up the centipede, Jing Zhou smiled and said to himself: "It is a great blessing to get this centipede. People can't be too greedy. It's unreasonable to force anything else."

At this time, Jing Zhou faintly felt that the connection between himself and the world was getting closer.

He didn't feel this way before, but after he kicked Feng Qingyang off the bottom of the cliff just now, this faint feeling came to him spontaneously.

He used to see mountains as mountains and water as water, but now, he can faintly feel the majesty of heaven and earth.

This inexplicable feeling made him feel amazing.

Although he didn't know why, but being able to feel the majesty of heaven and earth was not a bad thing in his opinion.

At this time, no one came to disturb him anymore, and Jing Zhou went back to that cave to study sword skills.

. . . . . .

In Luoyang City, Linghu Chong still got acquainted with Xiang Wentian.

On this day, Xiang Wentian recommended Linghu Chong to Ren Woxing.

Ever since Ren Woxing came out of the dungeon, he has been gathering his former subordinates. This Xiang Wentian is undoubtedly his number one thug, the hardcore younger brother.

Except for Xiang Wentian, even though Ren Woxing tried his best, tried his best, under coercion and lure, not many people were gathered under his command, and there were almost none with high martial arts skills.

How could he be content with this!

When he comes out this time, he must kill Heimuya, kill Dongfang Bubai, and take back the Sun Moon God Sect.

But relying on these crooked melons and jujubes under his hands obviously can't make things happen.

Although he hated Dongfang Bubai and wanted to crush him to ashes, he had to admit that Dongfang Bubai's martial arts were really superb.

"Haha, I guess this is Brother Linghu. It's just like what Brother Xiang said, elegant and uninhibited, like dragon and phoenix among people."

Seeing Linghu Chong, Ren Woxing let go of his airs and warmly pulled him back, like an old friend he hasn't seen for many years.

"The leader really has insight. This is Mr. Feng's successor, Brother Linghu."

"Brother Linghu's swordsmanship is really good, and I'm really far behind."

After Linghu Chong was stabbed by Jing Zhou's sword that day, he was sent back to Mount Hua.

During the days when Huashan was recovering from his wounds, Linghu Chong couldn't bear the loneliness, so he took some wine to Siguoya to steal a drink. When he drank to a high place, he kept admiring Tian Boguang and Jing Zhou's kung fu. Yang, learned the Dugu Nine Swords.

As the protagonist, Linghu Chong has always had many opportunities.

If it weren't for his free and easy personality, even with half of Yue Buqun's scheming, Huashan would probably be able to prosper after being passed on to him.

With this Dugu Nine Swords in his hand, he is considered a famous figure in Jianghu, so he was noticed by Ren Woxing.

If he wanted to kill Dongfang Bubai, he couldn't do it alone, he needed a few helpers.There is no need to be moral when dealing with a villain like Dongfang Bubai!

Linghu Chong was praised by Xiang Wentian, and he said humbly: "Brother Xiang is too praised, and I was only lucky enough to win one and a half moves. If it is a life-and-death fight, I will definitely not be able to compare with Brother Xiang."

"However, when it comes to people with high martial arts skills, there is one person that I really admire!"

Speaking of this, Linghu Chong thought that it was Jing Zhou who killed Tian Boguang.

An expert like Tian Boguang can't do a few tricks under Jing Zhou's men, this is why Jing Zhou played him.

Although Linghu Chong didn't like Jing Zhou's behavior, he still admired his kung fu very much.

It's a pity that he didn't know at this time that Feng Qingyang, his respected uncle, had died in Jing Zhou's hands, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to feel admiration at this time.

This aroused Xiang Wentian's curiosity, and he couldn't help saying: "There is still someone Linghu brothers admire, I don't know, who is this person?"

From Xiang Wentian's point of view, Linghu Chong is the best of the younger generation, even if he is a character of the older generation, he will most likely be defeated by Linghu Chong.

Even if he is himself, isn't he also Linghu Chong's opponent?

Linghu Chong smiled wryly and said: "Mr. Jing, people in the Jianghu are called Mr. Exorcist. Although my swordsmanship is not bad, compared to Mr. Exorcist, I'm afraid it's more than a notch worse."

"Brother Linghu, have you seen that evil spirit boy? Although he killed a lot in Hengyang City that day, he has already been reincarnated."

Xiang Wentian had never seen Jing Zhou before, and he had only heard of Jing Zhou's name. The only thing he knew about Jing Zhou was the Hengshan Golden Basin wash-washing battle, where Jing Zhou and hundreds of martial artists died together.

Linghu Chong said: "I've seen it a few times, Master Bixie's swordsmanship is as fast as a ghost. Although I can see the flaws in his swordsmanship, I can't keep up with the speed of his sword. His sword is so fast that it is unimaginable." !"

Xiang Wentian sighed and said, "Unexpectedly, there is such a sword technique in the world!"