Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

He has no tact at all and flatters without considering the situation.

Ding Chunqiu immediately shouted, "Shut up, this Immortal and Jiang Weichen are at least fellow disciples.

Although I have already betrayed my master, I still cannot bear to attack my junior fellow apprentice."

Murong Bo glanced at Ding Chunqiu and said it with great righteousness, "You were the one who started it in the beginning."

The person who didn't even let his master go said he couldn't bear to attack his junior fellow apprentice.

Murong Bo saw that Ding Chunqiu didn't dare to go up and test it.

Murong Bo glanced at Jiang Weichen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground on the other side, and thought of how he had killed Eunuch Liu with a few swords, so he didn't dare to go forward.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, pretending to detoxify.

He believed that there would always be someone who couldn't help it.

Sure enough, the people hiding around saw that Ding Chunqiu did not take action.

After waiting for a while, a remaining disciple of the Mad Blade Sect suddenly came out.

"Demon Jiang, my master, uncle, and fellow apprentices all died at your hands. Today I will avenge them."

After saying that, the disciple rushed towards Jiang Weichen with a broken knife.

Although Jiang Weichen closed his eyes to rest, he could still hear clearly the movements around him.

It was Ding Chunqiu again, the chatterbox. Although what he said was wrong, he was indeed exhausted.

Unable to support himself to escape and continue killing.

When Jiang Weichen heard that the disciples of the Mad Blade Sect were coming to kill him, he was filled with murderous intent. It was the Mad Blade Sect again, and the people of this sect were quite tough.

Jiang Weichen tightened the knife in his hand. He really wanted to take a nap now.

But he knew he couldn't sleep because the people around him were staring at him hungrily.

Suddenly, an old man with white hair and beard rushed out. He stood in front of Jiang Weichen and shouted, "Don't hurt our leader."

A cry of surprise came from the side: "Damn, he is from the Supreme Alliance? Didn't he tell me that his apprentice was killed by Demon Jiang, and he came here for revenge?"

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have caught him and threatened Demon Jiang."

When Jiang Weichen heard the voice, he was slightly stunned. This old guy Qiu Zhenghao is not dead yet?

Jiang Weichen didn't know why he rushed up at this time?

Although he killed many innates, Qiu Zhenghao was no match for the remaining people.

A person in the middle stage of the innate realm, whose meridians are atrophied, qi and blood are declining, and who is about to die, can only exchange a few moves with someone in the early stage of the innate realm.

Jiang Weichen continued to close his eyes and rest.

The disciple of the Mad Blade Sect came with a knife, but he was only at the eighth level of the acquired realm, so he was no match for Qiu Zhenghao.

Although Qiu Zhenghao is about to be buried, he can still deal with people in the acquired realm.

The disciple died at the hands of Qiu Zhenghao.

At this point, all the people from the Mad Blade Sect who came to Yunwu Mountain were wiped out.

"Demon Jiang, a year ago, your Supreme Alliance's escort agency was transporting goods to the south and passed through the territory of our Crocodile Dragon Village.

You killed eighteen people from my Crocodile Dragon Village, one of whom was my father. Today I will make you pay with your life."

Jiang Weichen ignored him and took the time to recover his mental strength.

Qiu Zhenghao said, "You are blocking the road and robbing people. Even if I kill you all, it is what you deserve."

"Haha, what a well-deserved punishment! Demon Jiang stole our sect's skills and broke a taboo in the martial arts world.

"Is it wrong for my Wushan sect to send people here to question you? Yet you have killed all three of my Wushan sect members."

"Yes, and my Salt Gang."

"And my Shanxi Yuan family."

"........."

Qiu Zhenghao watched as the people who had been hiding continued to pour out.

More than a thousand people went up the mountain, five or six hundred died, and three or four hundred escaped.

But there were still one or two hundred people hiding in the Contribution Hall, the canteen, and the surrounding mountains and forests.

At this time, someone took the lead. Seeing that Jiang Weichen needed a subordinate to protect him, they immediately rushed out again.

More than ten people came out in a moment.

Qiu Zhenghao looked at one of the burly men using an axe with a serious expression.

"Get out of here! We're only going to kill the devil Jiang Weichen."

"Humph, Demon Jiang has committed countless evil deeds. Everyone associated with him deserves death."

"kill!!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen people rushed forward, and Qiu Zhenghao fought hard to resist.

But he was too old and his body was decayed. He couldn't block a few blows before the big man chopped the sword out of his hand with an axe.

Immediately afterwards, he was stabbed in the chest with a sword and kicked away in an instant.

Qiu Zhenghao fell in front of Jiang Weichen, staring at Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen opened his eyes, his heart calm, and asked, "What are you trying to achieve by staying on the mountain?"

Qiu Zhenghaoqiang held on for a breath and said, "I know the leader won't die. I just hope to use my old body to fight for hope for my children and grandchildren."

After Qiu Zhenghao finished speaking, blood was already flowing out of his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at Jiang Weichen with hope.

Jiang Weichen looked at Qiu Zhenghao; the two didn't have much in common.

In addition to the fierce battle between Qiu Zhenghao and him at the beginning, in order to survive, he also let himself plant poison in his apprentice and son.

At the same time, it also saved the lives of their lineage.

But from then on, the old man lived out his retirement in his own courtyard.

In the past three or four years, Jiang Weichen has not seen him many times.

There is no mercy between the two sides.

Now that he has less than two years to live, he chooses to face death calmly and leave hope for his son and grandson.

People in the martial arts world will eventually die in the fighting, and the retired Qiu Zhenghao is no exception.

Jiang Weichen looked at the dozen or so people who surrounded him, but their legs were trembling.

Qiu Zhenghao couldn't help him in any way, but he looked at his hopeful eyes.

Jiang Weichen sighed in his heart: How pitiful are the parents in the world.

He said, "As long as I don't die this time and your children and grandchildren don't betray me, I don't mind taking care of them."

Qiu Zhenghao wanted to thank him, but he coughed violently a few times, and blood entered his trachea. His injuries made him stop working immediately.

Jiang Weichen didn't know why Qiu Zhenghao was so confident in himself and thought he would not die.

But Jiang Weichen was exhausted and could no longer support himself in fighting.

But there were two masters and one or two hundred people standing nearby, watching closely.

Chapter 240 After Fainting

Jiang Weichen looked at the dozen or so people around him, their legs trembling, but they didn't dare to attack at all.

But Jiang Weichen also knew that this was only temporary, and they were just waiting for a leader to give them courage.

The remaining mind sank into his head, looking at the blood-red sword spirit.

The sword soul is the concentration of the mind and is essentially spiritual power.

But he only knew how to condense the sword spirit, and never thought about absorbing the sword spirit back.

Jiang Weichen tried to convey his thoughts, but it was useless!

It’s useless to mobilize your mental skills!

Meditation is even less feasible, after all, meditation also requires mental energy.

His mind is now shaky.

After trying here and there without any results, his face became even paler and his body became shaky.

"The devil has been affected..."

"The devil's face turned pale..."

"The devil is about to faint..."

"Everyone, this Jiang demon is no longer able to resist. Let's all attack together and hack him to death."

"Okay, kill!!"

"kill!!"

As the shouts of killing rang out, the group of people suddenly gained courage, and Jiang Weichen suddenly opened his eyes.

The three or four people in front of him stopped instantly, and sparks seemed to fly under their feet.

But the people on the left, right and back were still rushing forward with weapons.

Jiang Weichen gripped the Immortal-Slaying Sword tightly in his hand, raised it above his head, and swung it fiercely.

A circular dark red blade energy instantly spread out and attacked.

More than a dozen people were cut in half, their bodies fell to the ground, but they were not dead yet.

Some fell to the ground screaming, while others slapped their foreheads with their palms, ending their lives happily.

After Jiang Weichen swung the knife, he felt dizzy, his ears were ringing, and his eyes were blurry, as if the world in front of him was spinning.

He could no longer hold on and fainted on the ground, with only one thought in his mind: I'm dead.

The people around were delighted when they saw Jiang Weichen fainting. This devil had fainted, and he was dead.