The Mercenary War God of the City

"you dare!"

At this moment, when Emperor Xiao Qing looked at Ai Wen, his face changed drastically, and his figure disappeared in an instant while he shouted angrily.

At the same time, the white-haired young man pointed at Ai Wen with both hands and said softly, "Ai Wen, good apprentice, I have been teaching you for more than 20 years as a teacher. Today, it is finally time to harvest."

He smiled and said, "You believe that it is right to be a teacher. In this way, you can be reunited with your parents, and you can also become a teacher and repay the teacher for your nurturing grace. Very good, good. Disciple, don't resist, let all the blood in your body flow out."

"Chichi..."

At this moment, Ai Wen was shocked to find that the wound on her wrist could not stop the bleeding, and the blood all over her body seemed to be boiling, frantically emerging toward the wound.

She looked at the dagger in amazement, "This dagger..."

"Yes, this dagger was specially made for the teacher, remember? When I was given to you by the teacher, I told you that it was specially made for the teacher, so you must hide it next to you. Well, sure enough, good disciple, you didn't disappoint being a teacher."

The white-haired young man smiled, and used his hands to cast the magic jue again, and the blood spurted from Ai Wen's wrist gathered into a blood line, and gathered towards Ai Wen's grandfather.

"you..."

Ai Wen was pale and shaky, looking at her master with a disappointed look in her eyes, "Unexpectedly, you taught me for so many years, you really only used my whole body blood to refine my grandfather. For the living corpse..."

"I'm so stupid, I thought you were really good for me, really good for me..."

She whispered in a low voice, and the blood flowed quickly all over her body, making her trembling all over, and her whole body was weak. She couldn't even stand up in the air, but fell directly to the ground below.

Xiao Wu then fell to the ground to support Ai Wen, with an anxious look on his face, "Sister Ai Wen, stop the bleeding quickly, or it's too late."

"It's useless, all of my skills are taught by my master. He knows my skills very well. The dagger he refined is a magic dagger, and it also contains some rune Gu techniques from Xijiang. , I can't control the wound."

Ai Wen gritted her teeth.

She did have an extraordinary talent in medical skills, surpassing her master a long time ago, but the dagger carefully prepared by her master was so terrible that she could not stop her bleeding at all.

"It's really useless."

The white-haired young man also fell to the ground and smiled, "Ai Wen, my good disciple, after this time, if you can survive this time, I will pass all the clothes to you as a teacher. Then, you will be me. The most outstanding disciple, you can certainly carry forward my line. Now, let us lend all your blood as a teacher."

boom!

As soon as his voice fell, a sword aura suddenly fell from the sky and slashed towards the top of his head.

He seemed to have expected the generality a long time ago, and said calmly, "Dragon King, I dare to bring you here, so I am not afraid of your attack."

Roar!

When his voice fell, he heard a loud roar. Then, behind him, there was a tall man with a devilish energy erupting all over his body. While roaring, he directly fisted at this sword. Go up.

After the crash, the tall man was blasted out, but his sword aura was also blocked.

Emperor Xiao Qing appeared next to Ai Wen, looking at the white-haired young man with surprise on his face, "Unexpectedly, you have cultivated other living corpses, and you have successfully refined them."

At this moment, he was really surprised.

This white-haired young man, the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Valley Sect, had hidden so deeply. Not only did he refine a living corpse like Ai Wen's grandfather, but there was even a living corpse that had been successfully refined.

However, the strength of other living corpses is obviously not comparable to Ai Wen's grandfather.

I'm afraid that the master of the Ghost Valley Gate is just a puppet of him. In fact, the master behind the Ghost Valley Gate is the guy in front of him.

"Since I got the method of refining living corpses more than a hundred years ago, I started to prepare. More than a hundred years ago, I have successfully refined 18 living corpses. However, their strength cannot match that of Ai Wen. Compared to my grandfather, it is only equivalent to the realm of the Ninth-Rank Strongest."

The white-haired youth had a smile on his face, "Dragon King, I wonder if you can stop the attack of the eighteen living corpses condensed into a large array of living corpses?"

Boom boom boom!

As his voice fell, there was a roar, and in the distance, a full eighteen corpses exuding devilish air rushed over.

Except for their expressionless faces and the slightest popularity, their eyes are blood-colored, and they can't distinguish the eyeballs and whites, everything else is no different from normal people.

The breath of the whole body is powerful and unmatched.

Each living corpse is comparable to the Ninth-Rank Strongest.

Emperor Xiao Qing's eyes condensed, and suddenly pointed towards Ai Wen, a sword aura shot out from the wound on Ai Wen's wrist, splashing a large amount of blood.

Then, his right hand shook, and the nine-color light condensed into 18 thin nine-color small needles. With a wave of his hand, all these small needles were submerged in Ai Wen.

"Om..."

Then, the wound on Ai Wen's wrist was no longer bleeding.

"All right."

A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Wu's face.

"Take care of Ai Wen."

Emperor Xiao Qing screamed, his figure actively rushed towards the back, and in an instant, he directly collided with the eighteen living corpses that rushed over.

"Do you think it will work if you help Ai Wen seal the wound?"

Although the white-haired youth was shocked by Emperor Xiao Qing’s methods, but with a leisurely look on his face, he walked towards Ai Wen, “His skills are very strong, beyond the imagination of being a teacher, but he was After the eighteen living corpses are trapped, he can't protect himself, but you two, in front of the teacher, do you have any strength to protect yourself?"

"Master!"

Ai Wen looked pale and looked at the gray-haired young man, "This is the last time I call you a master. From then on, we have been severed and we are no longer a master-disciple relationship."

"That's great."

The young man smiled with satisfaction, "After severing the relationship between the teacher and the apprentice, I will deal with you, and there will be no pressure on my heart."

boom!

A powerful and unmatched force burst out of his body, which was three points stronger than before, and even compared with Emperor Xiao Qing, it was not too weak.

"Aiwen, my disciple, give you all your flesh and blood to your grandfather."

With a smile on his face, he raised his hand and suddenly grabbed Ai Wen.

choke!

However, at this time, Ai Wen and Xiao Wu burst into countless nine-color sword auras at the same time, these sword auras are extremely powerful, and each of them is comparable to the full blow of the Nine-Rank Xeon.

After the eruption, they merged together in an instant, forming a ten-foot-long nine-color giant sword in a sudden, slashing directly at the white-haired youth.

As soon as the shot fell, the white-haired youth trembled, and his whole person was instantly smashed out.

"Dare to bully us, do you really think it can't help you?" Xiao Wu coldly snorted, with a proud look.

She turned her head to look at Ai Wen, "Sister Ai Wen, don't be sad for this kind of scum. Over the years, even though he has taught medicine and martial arts, he has actually just used you."

"I know..."

Ai Wen responded in a low voice, her expression declining, her face pale and her head bowed.

How could she adapt to a big scam in the past twenty years?

At this moment, her face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, but the pain in her heart was the most serious.

"Oh, it's okay. With us together, you can completely get rid of the Ghost Valley Gate in the future, and you don't have to worry about encountering such a thing anymore. It's great." Xiao Wu comforted, glanced at the front randomly. This glance suddenly changed her face.

Because the white-haired young man who was smashed by that sword came back again at this moment. Although his clothes were ragged, he was still intact.

The white-haired young man roared and burst out with an earth-shattering breath, and said in a cold voice, "Very good, I underestimated the little guy. The sword energy he left in your body is so powerful. Strong, it almost made me suffer a big loss."

"However, your way of living ends here."

His hand was raised high, with an icy color in his eyes, and suddenly, a terrifying sword aura was cut at the two women.

"not good."

Xiao Wu and Ai Wen's expressions changed drastically. Looking into the distance, Emperor Xiao Qing was still fighting against eighteen living corpses!

"It's over..."

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