doom master

Hei Wuchang is a magic knife, and the magic knife naturally needs to suck blood.

But the origin and quantity of this blood have other requirements.

Generally speaking, hard work is the best, followed by other blood. Often the more powerful the blood sucked, the greater the power that Heiwuchang can exert.But no matter what, it is always difficult to compare with the master's own blood.And the number of times Yan Chengjiu allowed Hei Wuchang to suck his own hard work was also very few times. Being sucked by his own knife, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

But Yan Chengjiu doesn't have much to do now.

The strength in front of him was really strong, which had exceeded his expectation.

There is only one chance left, if Rong Zhen cannot be controlled, there will be almost no suspense in the next fight.

After Hei Wuchang poked into Yan Chengjiu's chest, Rong Zhen noticed some changes in Yan Chengjiu's body.

It stands to reason that if you feed your own hard work to Yaodao, your body's strength will be greatly lost, but this is not the case in Yan Chengjiu's body.Not only did there not appear to be a decrease in strength, but it was still rising steadily.

Unbelievable!

Rong Zhen couldn't help but look a little more seriously at Yan Chengjiu.

Fortunately, there is only one move. If Yan Chengjiu can't turn defeat into victory with this move, there is not much hope for the future.

Rong really waited on the side in leisure.

This comes from self-confidence.

Out of confidence in the power I have now.

Although he is not a general, his strength is definitely not inferior to that of a general.

If Yan Chengjiu could defeat him, why should he borrow the heart of a general?

The speed of strength climbing stopped!

Yan Chengjiu in front of him also made a move.

When Hei Wuchang pulled out from Yan Chengjiu's chest again, the blade had already turned red.

Perhaps only Yan Chengjiu himself knows how much blood this knife has sucked from him. Today's Yan Chengjiu can stand up, not relying on his own strength, but his own strength.

For taskers of Yan Chengjiu's level, the loss of blood is no longer a fatal factor, and the speed of physical recovery is far beyond people's imagination.Since he got Heiwuchang, the blood he fed to it was probably not as much as this time.

Yan Chengjiu twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile.

Forgive him for not being able to laugh now.

"Do you think you can defeat me now?" Rong Zhen sighed, "If possible, I really don't want to be your enemy. As long as you step back now, I promise not to do anything to you, how about it? Wait until the effect of the medicine on my body wears off , you can do whatever you want for revenge, why do you have to confront me head-on at this time?"

"There are many ways to have power, why are you so obsessed with the elixir?" Yan Chengjiu asked rhetorically, "If everything in the world could be explained in terms of reason, there wouldn't be so many disputes."

A lot of things don't make sense at all.

Just like Yan Chengjiu now.

He also knew that it would not be a good result to meet the current Rong Zhen, but could he really wait until Rong Zhen died of the effect of the medicine, and then shamelessly go to the Emperor Wu to win the general's heart?

No, Yan Chengjiu couldn't do it.

Even if he could pull off his face to do this, his fusion of the general's heart is doomed to fail.

This is not Yan Chengjiu's choice, nor is it his principle.

Yan Chengjiu held Hei Wuchang tightly, and the battle clothes on his body exuded a powerful aura.

What will I, what have I?

Thinking of this, Yan Chengjiu almost burst out with all his own power.

His domain wraps all these powers together, and sticks tightly to Yan Chengjiu's side, making the current Yan Chengjiu look more like a devil who has stepped down from the battlefield, rather than a person.The bright red demon sword in his hand is full of demonic aura, making it unbearable to take a second look.

"Come on." Rong Zhen looked at Yan Chengjiu with firm eyes, and smiled softly.

He was really right.

Yan Chengjiu with this appearance really resembled His Majesty the Emperor Wu when he was young.

Yan Chengjiu walked towards Rong Zhen leisurely, instead of hiding his figure and attacking with speed as usual.

The advantage of being fast is that the opponent is hard to guard against, and can also achieve unexpected results, but this kind of speed is like a snail crawling in Rongzhen's eyes, so Yan Chengjiu simply gave up the speed and poured everything into his own strength.

There seemed to be some kind of excited howl coming from Hei Wuchang's knife, and the evil spirit on the knife gradually affected Yan Chengjiu's own sanity.

Before the appearance of Yan Chengjiu, the knife of Heiwuchang was originally famous for "restraining the master".

Those masters who cannot suppress the power of Heiwuchang will all become victims of the demon sword, until they die at the last moment of the battle.And Yan Chengjiu gave almost half of the blood in his body to Hei Wuchang, and poured his power into the blade, leaving Yan Chengjiu with not much power.

Yan Chengjiu's eyes gradually became cold and heartless, and the eyeballs almost assimilated into the same red color as Heiwuchang.

The robe on Rong Zhen's body was split into countless holes in an instant.

Even such a carefully crafted Taoist robe, can it be difficult to resist such a terrible evil spirit?

It's ridiculous.

Such a demon sword, which is obviously more suitable for sucking blood on the battlefield, fell into the hands of Yan Chengjiu, a person who insisted on not killing innocent people indiscriminately, but it was also such a person who survived in the end.

Skynet is sparse but not leaky.

Is it causal or inevitable?

After thinking about it, Rong Zhen decided to get rid of these thoughts.

Probably because his current strength has reached the level of a general, so even some things that should not be considered by him also appeared in his mind.

Yan Chengjiu was three steps away from Rong Zhen.

Hei Wuchang's sword was raised high, and almost everything around was swept away, leaving nothing.

Rong Zhen raised his head, only to feel that the bright red color almost dazzled his eyes.

……

"He must be right in front, a bad old man, how long can he live?"

"Don't forget, His Majesty has issued a death order. As long as you kill him, you will be promoted to three levels in a row, and you will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver!"

"If we can't kill him, let's go back to see His Majesty."

Several generals in armor each led a small team, and almost surrounded the place.

They are all people who have killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, and their bodies are full of evil spirits, and even their weapons have become full of evil spirits because of too much human blood.Such a person, even if he is alone outside, no lonely ghost would dare to approach him. Now that there are hundreds of people here, even the wise ghosts and ghosts around him lost their souls and left everything to escape.

It is indeed overkill to use such a brave future to hunt down a alchemist favored by the late emperor.

But no one dared to say that the new emperor did something wrong.

The first emperor died suddenly because he ate the elixir of the demon way.Such a person is not too much to implicate even the ten clans. How can anyone dare to intercede?

Sending so many people is just in case.

After all, this demon still has some real skills.

Zhang Yanzhen fled all the way, his body was already in a state of distress.

He ran all the way, but what he was afraid of was not the soldiers behind him, but the fragments that appeared in his mind from time to time.

As a tasker, it's really useless to mix with him like this.

However, he is about to start a newcomer mission, and some memories of the past will appear in his mind from time to time.

Just like now, as if at some point, he also suffered the same attack, even worse than the current situation.But no matter how Zhang Yanzhen thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

The emperor did not kill him.

His mission is to live in this world for ten years. There are so many monsters in the world, only the dragon energy in the palace can suppress them.Zhang Yanzhen sneaked into the palace because of his ability to subdue demons and refine elixirs.

This former emperor was clearly poisoned by the prince's new emperor, but he was the one who found out that something was wrong and became the one who took the blame.

If it goes on like this, let alone a trial for newbies, I'm afraid they won't be able to pass this world quest.

"Where is he!"

"Kill him!"

In front of Zhang Yanzhen's eyes, the figures of those soldiers appeared, and he also saw the big sword swung towards him.

A slash on his body directly cut off his bones, but because of the special nature of the tasker, he did not die immediately.

He could only feel the flow of his blood little by little, and his vitality began to weaken.

I can not be reconciled.

I can not be reconciled!

I want to live, I want to go to the trial of newcomers, and I want to know how I died before?

I have dedicated my whole life to His Majesty, why would I become a tasker?

I want to know, want to know!

"Cut off his head, let's go, he's dead."

"Yes."

It hurts, it hurts.

Zhang Yanzhen's perception was getting lower and lower, and he was just about to die.

"You... who are you?"

"roll."

Those soldiers dropped their heads and ran away, they didn't dare to say a word in front of the person in front of them.

The young man picked up the head in front of him and came to the headless corpse.

He carefully placed the head and the body together.

The soldier's knife was very sharp, and the wound on his neck was very smooth. The head and body were connected together, as if there was just an extra red line on the neck.

"You haven't done any evil." The young man glanced at him quietly, "A corpse with such a strong obsession is really rare."

"Forget it, meeting each other is also a matter of fate."

The young man stroked his wrist lightly, and a few drops of blood fell on the wound where the head and the body were connected.

A miracle happened.

The wound healed quickly, and even Zhang Yanzhen's face became younger.

"You should wake up, and I should go too." The young man smiled and left the place quickly.

Zhang Yanzhen woke up and felt that he was quite thirsty. He ran to a small stream and drank a few sips of water before he noticed the changes in himself.

He looked at the shadow in the water, almost in disbelief.

Could it be that he came across the legendary elixir of life?

Rong Zhen stretched out his hand, Hei Wuchang's blade directly cut off his palm, and rushed towards his chest.