Wang Pingyang's flying sword fell to the ground, creating a deep gully among the blood-soaked soil and sand, and then swept up again and flew back to Wang Pingyang's hand.

The flying sword was shaking unbearably.

Wang Pingyang's body also shook.

He did not hear the conversation between Huang Qiutang and Wang Xianrui in the tent, but at this time, looking at the Demon Sect member on the ship, he had guessed the intention of the Demon Sect.

Getting without work will not be praised in any orthodox book, but in fact, who doesn’t like getting without work?

The rapid improvement of cultivation without effort is definitely a temptation that most practitioners in the world cannot escape, especially when the spiritual waste is coming and the improvement of the realm seems even more slim.

When the traveler was extremely hungry and thirsty, he saw a sweet and juicy fruit, so how could he control his desire to eat it? What's more, this fruit seemed non-toxic and very delicious after tasting it.

If a young practitioner like him who has great potential swallows such a fruit... the final result will become a herd flock of sheep that the Demon Sect can be slaughtered and eaten at any time.

No matter how much benefit the Demon Sect can get from them or how much cultivation they can improve, for the war between the two dynasties, just the temptation of such a technique has ruined the future of many outstanding young practitioners of the Southern Dynasties.

This Demon Sect's tribe practiced similar skills to him, but the other party's skills were obviously more complete and powerful than the skills he obtained from the Demon Sect.

Because he could only draw strength from the scattered energy of those who had just died, and this Demon Sect member wearing a strange bird helmet was able to draw strength from him directly.

Those fresh deaths were the food that he became powerful, and he was just the food of this Demon Sect clan.

Tigers and wolves can still fight with the lions on the grassland, but the insects on the grass leaves cannot fight with the roosters that are foraging.

"Don't be afraid of him."

However, at this moment, a strange voice came into his ears.

He did not turn his head and sensed that the man was walking out of the tent behind him.

"So you are awake?" Wang Pingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was a little awakened.

"You and I will be stronger than him."

Wang Xianrui stood behind Wang Pingyang and whispered: "You tried the method with your body to defeat the Demon Sect, but I tried the method with your body, just thinking that I might be able to obtain powerful power. Compared with you, I am really inferior to you."

"At first, people practiced because of the difficulty of survival, and they fought with heaven for life and death. The reason why I did this was that I just wanted to hold my destiny in my own hands and not be controlled by others." Wang Pingyang said.

"Please believe me." Wang Xianrui said seriously.

"Okay." Wang Pingyang nodded.

Wang Xianrui didn't say anything else. He raised his hand slightly and slapped all the medicine needles between his fingers into the flesh and blood behind Wang Pingyang.

Wang Pingyang groaned.

These needles were very thin, and they instantly wandered through Wang Xianrui's body with the power of Wang Xianrui. However, unimaginable and complicated medicinal power surged out from the tiny needle body.

These medicinal powers instantly impacted his body like a torrent.

His heart was as if he was being grabbed by someone, tightened, and then loosened.

His pupils are constantly changing in color.

The world in front of him quickly faded, everything turned gray and white, but it became clearer and clearer.

Countless slight sounds sounded in his body that others could not perceive.

Many things that he could not detect before were broken like tiny dust deep in his flesh and blood were washed out by the medicine.

"He eats it, let him eat it."

The voice of the medical officer continued to sound behind his ears, "If you eat too much, you will naturally kill you."

Wang Pingyang took a deep breath and said softly: "How can you understand the magic of the Demon Sect?"

"coincide."

Wang Xianrui's eyes crossed the chaotic battlefield and fell on the Demon Sect's clan in the distance. "The Demon Sect's martial arts were not created by him."

Wang Pingyang understood a little.

He didn't say anything anymore, because at this moment, the second feather of the Demon Sect member had already flew over.

A crack sounded.

Before Yuan Dao Ren took action, his flying sword flew out.

As his flying sword rushed out, the true energy in his body flowed rapidly. The moment it squirted out from his fingertips, he felt the medicinal energy that was spreading in his body like violent poison, constantly invading and melting his true energy.

And in the next moment, he felt his true energy continue to grow, and thorns continue to grow at the edge of every subtle true energy.

A muffled sound.

His flying sword collided with the feather.

The flying sword swayed violently, falling down again as if it was hit by a hill.

Wang Pingyang groaned in pain.

In the eyes of all the Northern Wei people, his pain at this time should have come from the heavy blow of his flying sword. However, what really made him feel pain was the true essence flowing in his body, like countless thorns growing wildly, piercing into his meridians.

The true energy in his body is constantly changing under the invasion of the medicinal energy.

A strange light flashed deep in Yuan Daoren's eyes.

He could clearly sense the change in the true energy in Wang Pingyang's body at this time. He was sure that Wang Pingyang's true energy power did not increase much substantially at this time, and it was still a big gap compared with the true energy power of the Demon Sect clan. However, looking at the confident gaze of the doctor, he felt inexplicable. He felt that he did not need to help the two people again.

Chen Jinru raised his head.

He was very close to Wang Pingyang and this doctor, so he clearly saw the face of the doctor who walked out of the tent.

He looked at the doctor and instantly figured out who this person was.

In the next moment, he looked at Lin Yi's figure rushing forward and instantly knew why this doctor was here.

He shook his head, not feeling too much anger, but was surprised.

...

The ship is closer to the north wall.

The Demon Sect member on the ship suddenly squinted his eyes.

In his opinion, his second strike should defeat Wang Pingyang's flying sword, and the injuries caused by Wang Pingyang should be impossible for Wang Pingyang to use the flying sword again.

However, what he did not expect was that the shrill sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

In Wang Pingyang's painful groan, the flying sword jumped up in the mud waves, with a fierce and cruel momentum, instantly cutting off the legs of several Northern Wei soldiers!

Several Northern Wei soldiers fell heavily to the ground. They looked at the blood storm on their feet and howled in pain!

"He won't come again."

Wang Pingyang's face was a little distorted. He looked at the Demon Sect member and said, "We have someone who is enough to kill him, and he seems to feel something is wrong."
Chapter completed!