He Has a Dragon

After a while, Xu Tingxie and Yunhu Guoshi's master and apprentice left Wang Le's residence with confidence in mind with the agreed-upon strategy in mind.

Looking at the three people leaving, Wang Le murmured to himself: "I hope everything goes well and nothing happens again."

After all, even though they had won the battle after several battles, Wang Le also suffered a lot of blood loss.

Now that he has finally recovered, Wang Le just wants to arrive in Middle-earth as soon as possible.

However, no one can predict what will happen in the future. We can only take it one step at a time.

For Wang Le now, although the Black Sea is vast and has countless treasures, it is ultimately the territory of the demon clan.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, not to mention Wang Le in the late Nascent Soul stage, who is not really a strong dragon at all.

Therefore, arriving at Middle-earth, the holy land of human cultivation, as soon as possible is what Wang Le is most concerned about now.

As for the crisis on the Yinkun, it was nothing to Wang Le.

He believed that with the wisdom of Xu Tingxie and Imperial Master Yunhu, they would handle things well.

And what I have to do at that time is to come forward and make the final decision and kill those people with evil intentions on the ship!

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, he suddenly felt the ship's hull shake.

"Speed ​​up."

Wang Le murmured to himself, then stopped thinking about it and entered the state of cultivation again, waiting patiently for the next change in the situation...

From the moment the Yinkun began to accelerate, under the conspiracy of Xu Tingxie and Yunhu Imperial Master, two days old foxes, rumors that Wang Le's injury was deteriorating and incurable began to emerge as time went by. Among the gossips in every corner of the ship.

"That day, I saw Elder Xu and the others entering Senior Wang's room with my own eyes. When they came out, everyone's expressions were extremely ugly!"

"Now Elder Xu and Imperial Master Yunhu are collecting healing elixirs in private!"

"That day, when the Yunhu State Master purchased a rare thousand-year-old Xingyue Snow Ginseng from Xingyue Sect Chen Yuyang, he accidentally revealed that Senior Wang's injury was too serious, and he could only try his best to prevent it from getting worse. .”

"I'm just saying,

In the battle two months ago, although Senior Wang won, it was not that easy to kill the late Yuanying of the demon clan and the peak of the late Yuanying, and a huge price would inevitably be paid! "

"That's right, when the war ended and Senior Wang left the battlefield and returned to the ship, unless you were blind, you would have been able to tell that he was at the end of his strength and was seriously injured and dying!"

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Among the discussions going on in various parts of the ship, there were of course trusted personnel arranged by Xu Tingxie and Imperial Master Yunhu to add fuel to the flames.

After all, after such a long time, not to mention the disciples of the Huntian Sect under Xu Tingxie, there are already quite a few who have defected to the Imperial Master of Yunhu.

Of course, there are only a few people who can be trusted.

So when the news spread on the ship that Wang Le's injury was difficult to recover, Xu Tingxie and the master and disciples of the Yunhu Kingdom were extremely careful.

After all, those enemies hiding in the dark and trying to steal the spiritual stones on the ship are not easy to mess with.

Of course, they must be treated with caution, otherwise, once they realize that this is false news, they will undoubtedly lose everything.

In order to prove their worth, Xu Tingxie and Yunhu Guoshi's masters and apprentices must not mess up the matter.

In the secret room of Xu Tingxie's residence, three people were sitting around the table.

In the dim light, Xu Tingxie whispered with determination: "Now, nine out of ten people on the ship have concluded that Brother Wang is really seriously injured and will never recover."

The Imperial Master of Yunhu, who was sitting opposite, chuckled and said, "The main reason is that two months ago, everyone saw that Wang Xiaoyou was seriously injured when he returned to the ship."

"Of course, the Monster Clan has always given everyone the impression that it is too powerful. Even if Wang Xiaoyou wins, it will be a miserable victory, and it will never be easy."

At this time, Sui Ruxue intervened confidently: "No matter what, we have spent so much energy, and the guys hiding in the dark will definitely fall into the trap no matter how cunning they are!"

Xu Tingxie nodded in agreement and said, "The total number of spiritual stones owned by everyone on board the Yinkun is really terrifying, especially the huge amount of spiritual stones in Brother Wang's hands."

"Faced with so many spiritual stones, including some of the best spiritual stones, Xu believes that they will never be able to bear the greed in their hearts and will definitely take action to snatch them!"

At this point, Xu Tingxie's eyes flashed, and he said faintly: "If they want to take action, the first person they have to deal with is undoubtedly Brother Wang, who is seriously injured and difficult to recover."

Sui Ruxue couldn't help but sneered: "That's just looking for death!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Wang Le's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them, and he said calmly: "That's right, they are coming on the road to death."

"Uh!" Sui Ruxue and the other three people in the secret room first changed their expressions, then jumped to the ground and stood up in unison.

Then Xu Tingxie, who had the strongest cultivation level, disappeared into the secret room in an instant, and Imperial Master Yunhu and Sui Ruxue quickly chased him out.

Almost at the same time, Wang Le, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his black and white eyes without any emotion in the darkness.

In an instant, from these spiritual black and white eyes, deep murderous intent swarmed out like a tide, which could no longer be suppressed!

"Tonight, I will use you to scare the monkeys and scare the chickens, and completely establish your own prestige on the Yinkun!"

Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

He had given enough benefits to everyone on the Silver Kun before, so now he was about to show off his killing methods.

Since you want everyone on the ship to obey your orders, you must use carrots and sticks.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, three powerful spiritual consciousnesses of the late Nascent Soul rushed in almost indiscriminately and locked Wang Le tightly. "

"Uh! Didn't Xu Tingxie and the others say that there are two strong men in the late Nascent Soul stage? Why did one more appear?"

Wang Le thought to himself with some surprise.

But there was not much fluctuation in Wang Le's heart.

After all, even the peak powerhouses of the late Nascent Soul of the demon clan like Jingliu were no match for Wang Le.

Then the late-stage Nascent Soul warriors of the human race who are at the same level as him are even less worth mentioning.

Of course, in addition to the three late Nascent Soul powerhouses who came to Wang Le's residence at the same time, there were also monks who wanted to follow these three powerhouses and take a share of the pie, and they also took action.

Obviously, they want to take control of the Yinkun in one fell swoop at midnight!

"Crunch, crunch...!"

The door of the residence moved automatically without any wind, as if it was slowly pushed open by a pair of invisible hands, and the moonlight from outside followed and poured in.

The next second, a long figure fell from outside the door to the floor in the house.