"when!"
Just when Wei Tian led people to open the warehouse door, Yang Jing's last hammer fell.
The last hammer fell, and the three-pointed, two-edged sword took shape.
"Zi la."
"Sizzling, sizzling!"
Yang Jing pressed the three-pointed two-edged knife into the water to cool it down. He could vaguely see the dragon soul floating in the blade.
Yang Jing forcibly separated the devil dragon and the devil tiger from his body, and then made a tiger head armor and a three-pointed two-edged sword respectively. ,
At the same time, he also separated his soul from the devil dragon and devil tiger.
The souls of the devil dragon and the devil tiger were sealed by him in the three-pointed two-edged sword and the tiger head armor.
Nowadays, these two weapons can be said to be extremely powerful.
"Yang Jing, I fuck your grandma, you are definitely seriously ill!"
"Is it worth it for you to risk your life just to fight this last battle?" The weapon soul demon dragon in the three-pointed two-edged sword cursed angrily.
In fact, for Yang Jing, the devil dragon and the devil tiger no longer hate him so much.
Because, after this battle, the devil dragon and the devil tiger can still exist in the form of weapon souls.
However, Yang Jing was destined to fly into oblivion.
For this last battle, Yang Jing burned his own efforts and consumed everything he had.
does it worth?
Maybe the meaning of life is different for everyone. By doing this, Yang Jing thinks he is worthy.
"Is it you?"
"I thought it would be that old guy Feng Wuji who came!" Yang Jing looked up at Wei Tian and said in a deep voice.
Although Wei Tian hid very deeply, Yang Jing's perception was very keen. He always knew that Wei Tian was the master hidden next to the leader.
After hearing Yang Jing's words, Wei Tian's face couldn't help but darken.
It was obvious from Yang Jing's words that he was looking down upon him!
What this means is that he is not as good as Feng Wuji.
"Are you looking down on me?" Wei Tian said with a cold face and gritted teeth.
A sad smile appeared on Yang Jing's face, and he explained: "No, you misunderstood!"
"I don't just look down on you, Feng Wuji, I look down on you too!"
"It's just that, compared to you, I want to kill that old guy Feng Wuji more."
"But it won't matter if I kill you first or him later."
The last time, Yang Jing lost to Feng Wuji in the secret room battle.
However, it is not that Yang Jing is inferior to Feng Wuji.
It was because, not long after Yang Jing woke up, the devil dragon and the devil tiger were not on the same page as him. Moreover, he also has to take into account his sister's safety.
Under these many conditions, Yang Jingcai lost to Feng Wuji.
But things are different now.
Yang Chan has been sent to Pengcheng, and he has completely taken control of his body. Moreover, he also forged demonic dragons and demonic tigers into weapons, allowing him to perfectly use their power.
Although this is the last battle for Yang Jing now, it is also the strongest one.
Now, it is Yang Jing's heyday.
Wei Tian, as a top master and the ceiling among fate masters, was naturally very unhappy when he was looked down upon by Yang Jing.
"Yang Jing, you are too arrogant!" Wei Tian said angrily.
Wei Tian thought Yang Jing was arrogant, but he didn't know that Yang Jing really didn't take him seriously!
To look down on is to look down on someone outright.
Does the Clay Bodhisattva still have three points of fire energy?
What's more, Wei Tian is not a Clay Bodhisattva, he is a Vajra with Angry Eyes.
"Kill him!" Wei Tian ordered, and the people he brought immediately surrounded Yang Jing.
Before Yang Jing could take action, the two tiger-head shoulder pads on his shoulders spurted surging demonic flames from his mouth, igniting the surrounding Fate Mark Masters.
In the blink of an eye, it burned to ashes.
When Wei Tian just saw Yang Jing, he felt something was wrong.
Yang Jing, the devil dragon, and the devil tiger, the three are one.
However, the Yang Jing in front of him was a person, although his body was dripping with blood and there were obvious traces of stitches.
However, it is indeed a person.
Wei Tian didn't understand where the devil tiger and dragon had gone at first.
Now, Yang Jing's tiger head armor sprays out demonic flames, which is clearly the ability of the demonic tiger.
Suddenly, Wei Tian suddenly realized that he finally understood where the magic dragon and the magic tiger had gone.
"Yang Jing, you are such a cruel person!" Wei Tian squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
Wei Tian thought to himself that Guan Erye would have to take a few sips of wine while scraping the bones to cure the poison!
You fucking are using a knife to do it!
After finishing it, you can still bear the injury to your body and shape the opened demonic dragon or tiger into a weapon.
Are you still a person?
After figuring out what happened, Wei Tian couldn't help but swallowed.
Now, facing Yang Jing, a ruthless man, he really felt a little unsure.
Although Wei Tian felt a little guilty, he felt that he might not be Yang Jing's opponent.
However, after coming, he will definitely not be able to retreat without a fight.
If he didn't fight, he would be scared away by Yang Jing.
After he goes back, he will definitely not be able to explain to the leader.
Thinking of this, Wei Tian jumped up fiercely, waved the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and smashed it towards Yang Jing.
The Demon-Conquering Pestle broke through the air and sent out waves of energy ripples.
Wei Tian and Yang Jing are actually somewhat similar. The power of rules they master is not the kind of flashy power of rules.
Instead, he integrates the power of rules into his body and prefers close combat.
To put it simply, Wei Tian and Yang Jing are more warriors.
Feng Wuji's fighting style of Lightning Dharma King is more like a mage.
When Wei Tian came to kill, Yang Jing waved a three-pointed two-edged sword to meet him.
In the warehouse, the two of them were going back and forth, constantly bumping into each other.
"when!"
"Dang! Dang!"
The Demon-Conquering Pestle and the three-pointed two-edged sword kept colliding together, and the crisp metal collision sound continued to echo in the warehouse.
In a battle of their level, ordinary fate masters could not intervene at all. The people brought by Wei Tian had retreated outside the warehouse and watched from a distance.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.
Whenever they get closer, they may be shocked to death by energy fluctuations.
Both of them use powerful and frontal attacks.
After fighting for almost a dozen moves, the gap between the two was evident.
The gap between the fifth level and the fifth level seems to be far greater than imagined.
After only a dozen moves, Wei Tian was clearly at a disadvantage and was beaten back steadily.
Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!
"Roar!"
A dragon roar sounded, and the three-pointed two-edged sword was handed over again. Wei Tian raised the magic pestle to block.
Wei Tian gritted his teeth and pressed the magic pestle against the fork of the three-pointed two-edged knife, making it difficult for Yang Jing to move forward.
"Clang!"
Yang Jian dragged the three-pointed two-edged knife on the demon-conquering pestle, making a harsh metal scraping sound.
When the three-pointed two-edged knife reached Wei Tian's ear, Yang Jing pushed hard and pushed in about two or three centimeters.
However, just two or three centimeters is enough!
Yang Jing suddenly picked up the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand, and Wei Tian let out a cry of pain.
I saw that Wei Tian's right ear was blown out, and blood suddenly flowed out.
"ah!"
"Ah! Ah!"
Wei Tian was in pain and didn't know where he got the strength to push Yang Jing out and staggered back a few steps.
At this moment, the blood from his left ear had flowed down half of his face and down his neck.
More than a dozen tricks!
After only a dozen moves, Yang Jing wanted to take off one of his ears.
If this continues for dozens of moves, wouldn't it mean that his life will be put on hold here?
Wei Tian was a little timid. They were both at the fifth level, so he was no match for Yang Jing.
"Yang Jing, you are looking for death!" Wei Tian roared angrily and took out the black talisman given to him by the leader before leaving.
After roaring, he ignited the black talisman.
However, after the black talisman paper was burned, it did not have any effect on Yang Jing. ,
Wei Tian: "????"
Wei Tian was stunned and thought to himself, the leader has tricked me!
In fact, the leader really didn't cheat him.
The function of this talisman is to throw the trinity of Yang Jing, Demonic Dragon, and Demonic Tiger into chaos, which will make them lose their fighting ability.
However, that only works when Yang Jing, Demonic Dragon, and Demonic Tiger share the same body.
Now, Yang Jing has forcefully dug away the demonic dragon and the demonic tiger. Naturally, the Trinity no longer exists, and the black talisman is naturally ineffective.
"Hahaha!" Looking at Wei Tian's dumbfounded look, Yang Jing laughed and said, "I knew that the leader was cunning and would definitely leave a way to control me."
"That's why I would rather endure the pain of cutting flesh and bones, and splitting my soul, to dig out the devil dragon and tiger."
"I, Yang Jing, my fate is up to me, not to God!"
"Who is his leader? He also wants to control me?"
Yang Jing was proud, but Wei Tian was horrified.
Although he guessed what happened, he was still shocked when Yang Jing personally told him about cutting the flesh and removing the bones.
Because this is simply not a pain that human willpower can bear.
"Yang Jing, how dare you disrespect the leader."
"Let me tell you, the leader is far from as simple as you think."
"Even if you separate the devil dragon and devil tiger, you will never be the opponent of the leader."
"It's easy to turn around. It's still too late for you to turn around now!" Wei Tian advised him.
This kid is sensible and sees that his methods are useless. He is no match for Yang Jing.
He's too hard, so it's time to use a soft one.
Unfortunately, his kind words and persuasion were destined to be in vain.
It can be said that all Yang Jing's misery is due to the King of Gui Party and the leader.
If the leader hadn't used his sister to threaten him again and again, how could Yang Jing have done so many bad things.
Now, every night when he closes his eyes, what Yang Jing sees are the innocent survivors who died in his hands.
He killed too many innocent people and had too much blood on his hands.
There is only one way to wash away the blood, and that is to use the leader's blood to wash away his shame.
"I'll send you back to the west first, and then Feng Wuji!"
"Finally, it's the leader!" Yang Jing's tone was sonorous and powerful, extremely firm.
Wei Tian roared angrily: "Yang Jing, even if you can kill me, you are definitely no match for the leader."
(End of chapter)
