I'm the villain's own mother

The next day after Jiang Yingsi said these words, he went to the ring as expected.

After waiting for a long time, Song Lanjun was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Yingsi didn't believe it and waited for another day before meeting Song Lanjun on stage at noon on the day when Song Zhujun was about to die.

After Song Lanjun kicked off the ring leader who had been on the stage all day and night, Jiang Yingxi flew onto the stage.

Song Lanjun was also startled when he saw Jiang Yingsi coming up: "It turns out you are from Taiyan Palace. I heard that you have been sitting under the stage and waiting every day for the past few days. Could it be that you made a special trip to wait for me?"

Jiang Yingsi also smiled: "Of course."

Song Lanjun smiled and touched his chest with the back of his hand: "Song Yuzong, Song Lanjun, please give me some advice."

Jiang Yingsi also smiled: "Taiyan Palace, Jiang Yingsi, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Lanjun was not given any time to react.

A straight thrust drove Song Lanjun out of nowhere.

Song Lanjun leisurely summoned the purple smoke and knocked Jiang Yingsi back a few steps.

"I originally thought that Your Majesty's magical powers were extraordinary, but I didn't expect that Your Majesty's sword could be pushed away so easily."

Jiang Yingsi was not in a hurry, and smiled after standing firm: "I also thought that Miss Song's Ziyan was some great beast spirit, but I didn't expect it to be such a thing, and it is still inferior to my Wushao."

After saying this, he raised his sword and faced him.

Perhaps the murderous look on Jiang Yingxi's face was too strong, and even Zi Yan did not dare to move forward easily. After hesitation, he just protected Song Lanjun behind his body.

Jiang Yingsi didn't deal with the nonsense. When he saw Zi Yan protecting Song Lanjun, he turned his sword towards Zi Yan.

Zi Yan was a spiritual beast after all, and Jiang Yingsi's first few sword strikes didn't hurt him at all. Seeing this, Jiang Yingsi could only pour most of his spiritual power into Wu Shao and attack Zi Yan seven inches away.

Zi Yan seemed to be aware of it, and immediately began to resist violently, but Jiang Yingsi was not the kind of person who would stop immediately. That sword still seriously injured Zi Yan.

But he himself is not safe.

Most of the spiritual power was poured into Wu Shao, and he only focused on Zi Yan. Naturally, he was left empty behind him, which also gave Song Lanjun an opportunity to take advantage of.

As soon as Mu Wanwan arrived, Song Lanjun whipped out towards Jiang Yingsi.

"Senior Brother Jiang, be careful."

She only had time to shout out such a sentence. After hearing this, Jiang Yingsi hurriedly kicked Zi Yan, changed direction, and blocked Song Lanjun's attack with a sword.

Song Lanjun was hit by Wu Sha who had not yet exhausted his spiritual power. At this moment, he retreated far away, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Song likes to pretend to be seriously injured so much, I don't mind helping."

Song Lanjun smiled coldly: "You deserve it?"

Jiang Yingxi lowered her head and looked at the snake blood stained on the black tips: "Miss Song, let's see if I am worthy."

As Jiang Yingsi spoke, a blue light flashed between his fingers, and the moment he took action, a cold voice came.

"The night shadow lingers."

These four simple words are the sword moves that Jiang Yingsi is most proud of. After all, when all the children in Taiyan Palace were thinking about how to make their sword skills more lethal, Jiang Yingsi had already started thinking about how to make his sword skills more lethal.

The moves are smoother and faster.

And this Ye Ying Tang Liu is a trick that he figured out by himself. Ye Ying is the shadow of Wu Shao, and Tang Liu is his sword move.

And together, they are the scene in front of Mu Wanwan now.

The shadow of the black tip is like a ribbon moving in the wind in the gorgeous and continuous sword moves, or more like a black stream flowing down.

At this moment, Jiang Yingsi also disappeared at an extremely fast speed. He was like a gust of wind. Wherever he blew, there was bound to be a mess.

When he stopped, Song Lanjun was already lying on the ground motionless with injuries all over his body.

Jiang Yingsi moved forward slowly: "Death, or the antidote."

Song Lanjun suddenly started laughing, laughing like crazy: "What you want is the antidote, and I won't give it to you. Anyway, if I don't admit defeat, you can't kill me."

Jiang Yingsi smiled cruelly and looked at the high platform where Song Wang and his wife were sitting: "You are just relying on the two people on the high platform to save you, but I am not afraid of them. Even if they use magic and sacrifice their lives, I will still bear it.

Their power kills you."

After Jiang Yingsi finished speaking, he directly picked up the black shoot and stabbed Song Lanjun in the heart.

Just as Jiang Yingsi had guessed, his sword was stopped less than three inches away from Song Lanjun's heart, and he could no longer move.

Song Lanjun saw this and said: "If you can't defeat them, I won't die. From the moment I came up, no matter who I met, I will not make a choice, because I will be safe in the end. And she will die!"

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The veins on Jiang Yingsi's neck popped up, and blood flowed from the hand holding the sword, drop by drop, towards the tip of the black-tip sword.

"Give up. If you go back now, you might be able to see her and collect her body."

Jiang Yingsi's whole body was tense at this moment, and even the veins on his forehead were about to burst.

"Ah!" Following Jiang Yingsi's scream, the barrier protecting Song Lanjun slowly opened up cracks.

Song Wang, who was on the high platform over there, had already knelt down and fell to the ground, clutching his heart.

When Song Lanjun saw that the barrier was broken, he turned pale with panic.

"You are crazy! If you do this, you will squeeze out the spiritual veins and damage the sea of ​​consciousness! Maybe the path to immortality will end here, is it worth it?"

Jiang Yingsi's hair was not blowing at this moment, and Mu Wanwan saw his blue spiritual power through his exposed neck.

"not good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yingsi spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground without making a sound.

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up, Mrs. Song shrank down and came.

"You ignorant child, how dare you hurt my Lan'er." After saying that, he reached out and took Song Lanjun into his arms.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came forward, Jiang Yingxi grabbed the hem of her clothes.

She ignored it and still stretched out her arms to hug Song Lanjun into her arms.

"The path of ghosts is vast, but the path of demons is clear."

Mrs. Song paused as she stepped out of the ring, then lowered her head and glanced at the hem of her clothes.

An evil talisman was painted there at some point.

"Mr. Jiang should be happy."

Jiang Yingcai's voice continued, but Mrs. Song was scared at this moment.

"What does he want?" This question was about Song Lanjun in her arms.

Song Lanjun was stunned: "He wants the antidote for Ziyan venom. What's the matter, grandma?"

Mrs. Song immediately said: "Bring it here, I will explain it to you later."

Song Lanjun no longer hesitated and took out the antidote from the Qiankun bag.

Mrs. Song put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. After confirming that it was correct, she said to Jiang Yingsi: "I'll give you the antidote. I've tested it and it's true."

"The blood body is sacrificed, and the evil spirits return together."

Jiang Yingsi continued.

Mrs. Song hurriedly made a seal in front of her body: "Mrs. Song is willing to swear on her own life to prove that this medicine is true. If it is false, it will be eaten into ashes by the thunder tribulation."

Jiang Yingxi opened his eyes and stopped cursing in his mouth.

Slowly picked up the antidote on the ground: "Mrs. Song, please go slowly and don't send it away."