Wang Pingyang's flying sword fell to the ground, raising a deep ravine in the blood-soaked dirt and gravel, and then swept back into Wang Pingyang's hands.

The flying sword shook to the core.

Wang Pingyang's body also shook.

He didn't hear the conversation between Huang Qiutang and Wang Xianrui in the tent, but at this time, looking at the Demon Sect member on the boat, he had already guessed the intention of the Demon Sect.

Unearned gains are not celebrated in any orthodox book, but in fact it is, who doesn't like unearned gains?

The rapid improvement of cultivation without hard work is definitely a temptation that the vast majority of cultivators in the world cannot get rid of, especially when the spiritual famine arrives at this moment, and the improvement of the realm seems even more slim.

When the traveler on the journey is hungry and thirsty, how can he control the desire to eat a sweet and juicy fruit, not to mention that the fruit seems to be non-poisonous and very delicious after tasting.

If a promising young cultivator like him had swallowed such a fruit... The final result will be that they will become a flock of sheep grazing by the Demon Sect, to be slaughtered and eaten at any time.

No matter how much the Demon Sect could get from them, and how much cultivation they could improve through them, for the war between the two dynasties, the temptation of just one such exercise would ruin the future of many outstanding young cultivators in the Southern Dynasties.

This Demon Sect's subordinates practiced similar exercises to him, but the other party's exercises were obviously more complete and powerful than the exercises he had obtained from the Demon Sect.

Because he could only draw power from the scattered vitality of those who had just died, but this Demon Sect member wearing a strange bird helmet could even draw power directly from him.

Those fresh deaths are the food for him to become powerful, and he is nothing more than the food of this Demon Sect tribe.

The tiger wolf can still fight with the male lion on the grassland, but the insects on the blades of grass cannot compete with the rooster foraging for food.

"Don't be afraid of him. ”

However, at this moment, an unfamiliar voice reached his ear.

He didn't turn his head, sensing the man coming out of the tent behind him.

"So you're already awake?" Wang Pingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, he was a little awake.

"You and I are stronger than him. ”

Wang Xianrui stood behind Wang Pingyang and said softly: "You tried the law to defeat the Demon Sect, and I tried the law by example, just thinking that I might be able to get a strong power, compared to you, I am really inferior." ”

"In the beginning, people practiced just because it was difficult to survive, they fought against the heavens, and they wanted to take life and death into their own hands. The reason why I am like this is that I just want to hold my destiny in my own hands and not be controlled by others. Wang Pingyang said.

"Please trust me. Wang Xianrui said seriously.

"Good. Wang Pingyang bowed.

Wang Xianrui didn't say anything more, his hand raised slightly, and slapped all the medicine needles between his fingers into the flesh and blood behind Wang Pingyang.

Wang Pingyang snorted.

These needles were very thin, and with Wang Xianrui's power, they instantly traveled in his body, but in the small needles, there was unimaginable mixed medicinal power gushing out.

These medicinal powers were like a torrent, instantly impacting his body.

It was as if his heart had been gripped tightly, pinched, and then released.

His pupils kept changing colors.

The world before him quickly faded, everything turned gray, but it became clearer and more angular.

There were countless slight sounds in his body that no one else could perceive.

Many of the knots like fine dust in the depths of his flesh that he had not even been aware of before were shattered and washed out by the medicinal gas.

"If he eats, let him eat. ”

The doctor's voice then sounded behind his ears, "If you eat too much, you will naturally be poisoned." ”

Wang Pingyang took a deep breath and said softly, "How do you know the exercises of the Demon Sect?"

"Coincidence. ”

Wang Xianrui's gaze crossed the chaotic battlefield and fell on the body of the Demon Sect member in the distance, "The Demon Sect's exercises were not created by himself. ”

Wang Pingyang somewhat understood.

He didn't say anything more, because at this moment, the second feather of the Demon Sect member had already flown over.

There was a crackling sound.

Before the original Daoist could make a move, his flying sword flew out.

The moment his flying sword rushed out, the true yuan in his body flowed violently, and the moment it erupted from his fingertips, he felt that the medicinal qi permeating his body was like a violent poison, constantly invading and melting his true yuan.

And in the next moment, he felt that his true element was constantly growing, and every subtle edge of the true element was constantly growing thorns.

There was a muffled pop.

His flying sword collided with the feather.

The flying sword swayed violently, as if it had been hit by a small mountain, and fell down again.

Wang Pingyang snorted in pain.

In the eyes of all the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty, his pain at this time should come from his flying sword being hit hard, but what really made him feel pain was the true yuan flowing in his body, like countless thorns growing savagely, piercing his meridians.

The true yuan in his body was constantly changing under the invasion of medicinal qi.

A strange light flashed in the depths of the original Daoren's eyes.

He could clearly perceive the changes in the true yuan in Wang Pingyang's body at this time, and he was sure that Wang Pingyang's true yuan power had not increased much at this time, and there was still a big gap compared to the true yuan power of the demon sect members, but looking at the confident gaze of the medical officer, he had an inexplicable feeling, he felt that he didn't need to help these two people anymore.

Chen Duru raised his head.

He was very close to Wang Pingyang and the medical officer, so he could clearly see the face of the medical officer who walked out of the tent.

He looked at the medical officer and instantly understood who this person was.

In the next moment, he looked at the figure of Lin Yi who was rushing in front of him, and instantly knew why this medical officer was here.

He shook his head, not feeling too much anger, just surprised.

......

The boat is closer to the north wall.

The Demon Sect member on the boat suddenly narrowed his eyes.

In his opinion, his second blow should have crushed Wang Pingyang's flying sword, and the injuries caused should make it impossible for Wang Pingyang to use the flying sword again.

However, what he didn't expect was that the poignant sound of breaking the air reappeared.

In Wang Pingyang's muffled snort of pain, this flying sword jumped up in the mud waves, with a fierce and fierce momentum, and instantly cut off the feet of several Northern Wei sergeants!

The bodies of several Northern Wei soldiers fell to the ground heavily, and they howled in pain as they looked at the waves of blood shooting from their feet!

"He's not coming back. ”

Wang Pingyang's face was a little distorted, he looked at the Demon Sect member, and said, "We have someone here who is enough to kill him, and besides, he seems to feel that something is wrong." ”

"Then let's go. Wang Xianrui hesitated for a moment and said.