I really want to be a cook

Jiang Ping poured tons of poisonous chicken soup on Li Cheng.

And Li Cheng finally had a reaction, his eyeballs moved, and then a layer of milky white light exploded on his body, like a burning flame, and the blood stains on the armor were all burned away.

etc.

Upgraded!

Well, it should be called a breakthrough.

From a new grand master to a veteran grand master.

If in the past Li Cheng was qualified to fight a few tricks with the great master with the help of the soldiers of Jiujiang Sword, now he can also escape for a while with his own strength.

"Brother Jiang, thank you."

Li Cheng seemed to have washed away all his lead, and his mask automatically closed, revealing his neither sad nor happy face.

Jiang Ping's expression was dumbfounded, and he was a bit apprehensive.

How could it be possible to level up with some poisonous chicken soup these days.

However, considering that all his comrades were wiped out, he had such a moment of promotion, so he didn't think so.

If it could be changed, with Li Cheng's character, he probably would rather not break through in his whole life.

"Brother Jiang, I"

Li Cheng wanted to say something else.

I heard a few bangs coming from the front.

"What the hell?!"

Jiang Ping looked over in disbelief: "Are Grandmasters so worthless these days? If they explode, they will explode!"

On the field of the grandmaster decisive battle, several grandmasters belonging to the Shendaomen blew themselves up collectively, and were caught off guard.

In particular, the several great masters who were deeply involved in the magic way rose up in their true forms of martial arts, their true energy sublimated to the extreme, and with a desperate attitude, they rushed to the teammates not far away regardless.

Their minds were also filled with the desire to kill for a moment.

The knife slave didn't blew himself up, he yelled at Jiang Ping:

"Director Jiang, Young Master Li, this is the second gift from my master to you!"

"Enjoy yourself."

After all, he didn't care what the others did, and hurriedly retreated with the few remaining masters of the Shendao Sect.

"It's over, now I'm following someone else's script."

Although Jiang Ping didn't know the plan of Shendaomen, he could guess casually, and everything that happened at this moment was within the expectations of others.

And he lacked specific information, so he lost the calmness of strategizing.

"I guess the next offensive will be even more ferocious."

Jiang Ping looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and the sense of crisis in the dark became more serious.

"It may also come from the sky."

"Old Qiu, go up and have a look, and remember to step back no matter what happens."

"it is good."

Qiu Daoyu nodded in response, flew into the sky, broke through the clouds, and saw a majestic man sitting cross-legged in the air, with a faint scar under the corner of his eye.

He was sitting with his eyes closed, with a ghost-headed long knife lying across his knees, and a pool of blood stagnant under him.

From afar, it looked as if he was soaking in a pool of blood.

And this blood pool is formed by the condensed blood beads that rose from below just now.

As if sensing Qiu Daoyu's arrival, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the bloodthirsty look flashed away.

His face was neither sad nor happy, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"You finally found out."

Then, he pulled out the long knife and stabbed it into his chest without hesitation.

Qiu Daoyu's complexion changed drastically, and he fell down suddenly without daring to say a word.

Of course he didn't feel that this man was ashamed after seeing him. In the words of the young master, if something goes wrong, there must be a ghost.

So, nine times out of ten this guy is amplifying his moves.

He had to tell Young Master to run quickly, or at least find a safe place to hide first.

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Bloody is restraining.

But that's not a good thing.

Because they are converging in the same direction and at the same point at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without this layer of blood, the sky and the earth returned to their normal colors, and the faint yellow afterglow of the setting sun dragged every shadow on the earth.

"grown ups!"

The disgraced grand masters stood in front of Jiang Ping, their expressions a little ugly.

There are a total of 12 of them, and their strength, realm, and number are not inferior to the great masters of the Divine Sword Sect, and even surpass them.

But in the face of their unreasonable self-explosion, they not only lost five people inconceivably, but almost everyone was injured.

Two of them died carelessly with the opposite side.

The other three were killed by their own people.

After all, there is no camaraderie between them, and they are considered to be in love if they don't stab each other.

At this moment, some people are driven by killing intent to attack their companions, and they will not hold back at the risk of their own injury.

So just kill it.

But at this moment, in front of Jiang Ping, he still had to pretend to be sad.

Jiang Ping didn't know what they were thinking.

But right now, we can't argue too much with them. We have to let them go to Lei later, so we should be more polite to them now.

"Although there are some losses, the enemy is cunning, and it will be difficult for you."

"Three times the great merit, I will never forget it."

The several great masters who were about to bow their heads and be scolded all looked at each other in disbelief, and then their eyes showed horror.

Jiang Ping treats them so politely, and he will use them to death later.

But they can still resist.

The sudden sword intent in his body seemed to be warning something.

They both sighed in unison, cupped their hands and said:

"Thank you sir."

Just now.

The blood color dissipated completely, and a muffled thunderous sound resounded between heaven and earth.

"Who is calling me?"

"Sleeping old antique?"

Jiang Ping wiped the nosebleed that spewed out of his nose suddenly, and cursed with a very complicated expression:

"But this is a martial arts!"

"Daughter-in-law, don't say anything, let's run away first. Congxin's matter is not cowardly."

As for Li Cheng on the side, the warning has already been given, if he wants to fight back, he will have to die as a fellow Taoist and not a poor daoist.

"Young master, run quickly, Fu Tianchou is on top, he seems to be crazy, stabbing himself with a knife!"

Qiu Daoyu gave an assist at the right time.

Now I have more excuses to run.

But Jiang Ping talked about Dong, but found that Dong didn't move at all, staring at a certain direction.

His heart skipped a beat, and with a flick of the little mental power left, a phantom third eye opened on his forehead.

The world revealed its true face in front of him.

I saw an extremely fierce blood knife standing between the sky and the earth, exuding an incomparable fierce power.

But unexpectedly, even Li Cheng and the others didn't notice the knife.

The direction and end point where the blood color converged just now was the blood knife.

Dong suddenly touched Jiang Ping's face, showing a rare smile:

"I'm always happy with you."

"Old Qiu!"

"exist!"

Qiu Daoyu has never seen Miss Dong so serious, so he quickly replied.

"Take your son away, I will stop him."

"Hey, don't mess around!"

Jiang Ping immediately realized what Dong wanted to do.

"When I lost Cheng Lin'er, I swore that I would never lose my woman again in this life.

Don't force me to swear! "

"Old Qiu, stop! Do you still want to knock me out?"

"Dong, don't you forget what I told you?"

"Let's take care of anything together!"

"Besides, there are still seven great masters here. Could it be that they are united and can't be stopped?"

"I don't care, I will stop playing at worst! Anyway, I won't allow you to have an accident."

Jiang Ping pushed away Lao Qiu who was raising one hand and smiling mischievously, walked to Dong, stood side by side with her, and then hugged her shoulder with one hand.

"Remember, I am your man!"

"Isn't it just a knife?"

"I've broken several magical weapons in my life, and I'm still afraid of a knife?!"

Dong looked at Jiang Ping's side face, felt his trembling hands, shook his head and laughed.

It's really brave.

But this feeling is very good.

She didn't think that Jiang Ping could recover immediately, which was not in line with common sense.

"what ever."

Dong said lightly.

"Brother Jiang, what are you talking about?"

Li Cheng didn't know why.

"Shut up! I told you to leave a long time ago, you have to stay, it's all right now, no one can run away."

Jiang Ping said unhappily:

"You have to work hard for me later, or I'll scold your father!"

Li Cheng: ""

Your way of revenge is really fresh and refined.