The sword-drawing technique performed by Jiang Changkong contains the first level of Dzogchen sword intention.
The seven witches, even if they have the strength of an eighth-grade master, cannot survive under the light of the sword.
With a flash of sword light, the expressions of the seven demon girls suddenly changed. A majestic demonic aura surged up, and their figures quickly retreated.
But it's useless. The best thing about sword drawing is speed.
With a flash of sword light, seven good heads flew up, and then turned into snake heads.
And the body also turned into a snake body in an instant and plopped on the floor.
Seven green Tao fruits suddenly appeared in the sword code space.
Jiang Changkong looked indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant.
He walked over, grabbed it casually, and picked up the corpse of the snake demon with his sword. It disappeared instantly, but he received it into the 'blue coffin'.
These are seventh- and eighth-grade snake carcasses, which can be sold to Wanxiang Tower for a lot of money.
In fact, the main reason was that he saw that Fatty Wang had thrown away five thousand taels of silver notes before, and was collected by one of the witches.
Therefore, regardless of whether the snake corpse is valuable, just for these five thousand taels of silver notes, it is not in vain.
Not to mention that these snake demons do have a lot of banknotes on their bodies.
It seems that it is all the money spent here tonight.
Ziwei's eyes lit up when she saw that Jiang Changkong, like a monk, had storage space and could use the storage space easily.
Obviously, the Purple Heavenly Guard of the Demon Suppression Division in front of her was even more special than she imagined.
Jiang Changkong put away the snake corpse and turned to Ziwei, "Do you have money?"
Ziwei's face twitched.
They had just put away the snake corpses, and there were a lot of banknotes in their clothes. She didn't believe Jiang Changkong didn't know.
Now I want it again, why is this guy so greedy?
"Are you short of money?"
Jiang Changkong nodded, "It's very lacking."
"How much is missing?"
"Hmm...about one million taels of silver."
Ziwei flatly refused, "No."
"I won't hesitate to give you some support." Jiang Changkong said with a smile.
As he spoke, his hand was placed on the hilt of the sword again, as if he would use the sword if he disagreed.
Ziwei's pretty face twitched again.
This guy is so shameless!
I just said a deal, and now I'm threatening again!
Ziwei's chest rose and fell with anger, the waves surged, and spring suddenly appeared.
But Jiang Changkong ignored such a blood-spraying scene, and just stared into her eyes quietly, keeping his hand on the hilt of the sword with a slight exertion.
"you are vicious!"
Ziwei clenched her teeth angrily, then turned her hand over, and a stack of banknotes appeared in her palm.
"I only have five hundred thousand taels, any more!"
As he spoke, he threw the large stack of banknotes over.
Before the banknote could fly, Jiang Changkong's sword spirit transformed into a big hand, grabbed it directly, and instantly put it into the 'blue coffin'.
He grinned, "Not bad. Thanks."
"Now, you are free."
Then he turned around and left.
"Hey, do you want the Hanyue Painted Boat and the Dragon and Phoenix Painted Boat?"
Ziwei called from behind.
Jiang Changkong paused, turned his back to her, and said, "Not bad."
"Hmph, those two witches are not as easy to talk to as this girl, so don't get bitten to death."
Ziwei waved her little pink fist and gritted her teeth fiercely and said.
The corners of Jiang Changkong's mouth curved.
This witch actually cares about him.
"Got it, thank you."
Then he walked out.
Ziwei looked at Jiang Changkong's back disappearing from the door. The anger on his face suddenly disappeared completely, and he had regained his composure, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"This human genius is really good. I hope to see you again in the Xuanling Realm."
"This experience is over."
Then her figure gradually became illusory and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Changkong had already walked outside the painting boat. His sword intention had been paying attention to Ziwei, and he found that Ziwei suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
No trace or fluctuation of Ziwei was found within the scope of his sword intention, and it just disappeared out of thin air.
I couldn't help but be very surprised.
What kind of talent is this?
The abilities of this witch are simply unbelievable!
This also allowed Jiang Changkong to see the true capabilities of the demon clan.
And this is just one of the many abilities of the demon clan.
The real strong men of the demon race cannot be underestimated.
There is an emergency lifeboat on one side of the boat.
This is a must-have for every boat.
Jiang Changkong made a casual stroke and cut the lifeboat's rope with a flash of sword intent, and the lifeboat landed on the water.
He stepped into it with one step and used his sword intention to control the lifeboat and shoot towards Hanyue Painted Boat like an arrow.
However, in order to feel the so-called water spirit space in the center of the formation built with three boats, he deliberately sailed the lifeboat to the center.
He wanted to experience this magical space for himself.
But what puzzled him was that the boat he drove traveled back and forth from the center three times without finding anything.
He even suspected that Ziwei was lying to him.
However, he has no say in the magic of this formation type.
He is a complete layman.
Since he couldn't find it, he stopped searching persistently, and then drove the boat towards Hanyue Painting Boat.
The distance of a few hundred meters was not far away. Under Jiang Changkong's sword intent, the night could not block it. Jiang Changkong steered the boat and shot towards Hanyue Painted Boat like an arrow from the string.
It arrived in a blink of an eye.
He stopped at the edge of the boat and jumped on it.
Just like Ziwei Huafang, you can't feel any conditions inside, nor can you feel the evil spirit from the outside.
When we got to the boat, we felt the strong evil spirit.
Moreover, this evil spirit also has the effect of confusing people's hearts.
Perhaps because it is used as a support point for the formation and needs to be hidden from the eyes of the public, Hanyue Painted Boat, like Ziwei Painted Boat, has no guards, not even a rower.
If it weren't for the light shining through it, I would have thought it was an unguarded ghost ship.
Jiang Changkong walked to the door, opened it gently, and saw a group of witches playing with a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was naked, and so were some of the witches.
Jiang Changkong looked closely, and under the bright light of the sword's heart, there was black mist above the heads of a group of demon girls.
Just as Ziwei said, the black fog above the head of one of the strongest demon girls is like a black cloud, with blood shining inside, which shows that she has done a lot of evil.
This girl is also the most beautiful and charming among all the witches.
Just like the Ziwei we saw at the beginning, she was lying lazily on the soft bed, with charming curves and turbulent waves, and her eyes were full of provocation and charm.
Jiang Changkong's sudden appearance made the scene suddenly quiet.
A pair of eyes looked at Jiang Changkong.
A middle-aged man who was having sex with a seductress saw everyone stopped and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "So soon? Is the time up?"
Then he turned to look at the hourglass, and saw that there was still more than half of the hourglass, which made him a little confused.
There's still more than half the time.
Turning to follow the gaze of the girls, he saw a handsome young man standing at the door, and he was immediately furious.
He glared at Jiang Changkong and shouted: "Get out, it's not your turn yet!"
Jiang Changkong glanced at this person and saw that there was black mist above his head. Although it was not much, he was not a good person either.
Moreover, this guy's face is well maintained and his tone is not small, much like the leader of a certain unit.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Changkong asked calmly.
The middle-aged man was even more angry, "Who the hell do you care who I am, all the people here are prostitutes!" The three top courtesans all have to compete to get there! Do you still want to have some friendship with me?
The middle-aged man then said to a demon girl next to him: "Throw him out!"
"Okay, Mr. Huang." A seductress said softly.
The one who spends the money here is the uncle... Of course, it is limited to the time period he spent the money to buy.
But during this period, he can indeed do whatever he wants.
This is the rule of needlework.
This is also the reason why there are so many people rushing to get there and not wanting to leave.
