Shang Qingjun sprayed a mouthful of blood and watched the dragon and phoenix sword cross the Shang neck. "Dad!"

Di Xin at the moment thinking about killing people again toward ShangQingJun blunt past.
At this time, Di Xin suddenly felt a strong murderous look behind him. A man in a white cloak rushed into the hands of the war circle, and the sword pointed at Di Xin and forced Di Xin back.
"Who are you?" Di Xin had a narrow squeak in cold sweat. If it were later, it would be over
"Don’t know me? Di Xin! Oh, it’s no wonder that I didn’t even have the power to maintain this spell! " The bearer looked pale and had a clear scar on his forehead.
Di Xin looked at this man coldly. Although this man looks fragile, only after experiencing the sword just now will he know how strong his swordsmanship is. He was almost killed by this man just now.
"Kill me!" This person’s face is bound to be weak enough to pile him to death. Di Xin maliciously thinks that he doesn’t care if the soldiers live or die
Di Xin soldiers behind all rushed over ShangQingJun is looking at the body stay behind Fang Bi and Fang Xiang intensely staring at all this, who have long run away.
The bearer gently waved the sword in his hand and took away the names of dozens of soldiers in an instant. Di Xin was suddenly terrible. The sword was so fast that he couldn’t see it at the root.
"kill!" Soldiers who are not afraid of death rushed one after another. They were taught from an early age that the king’s order is everything, and the root of life and death is not important. These people are dead.
Just for a moment, the land was filled with corpses, and the swordsmanship was very simple. Then it would be very fast. Every sword would inevitably take away dozens of soldiers’ lives and hundreds of lives, so it led … Fierce sword, but he didn’t even blink his eyelids. Di Xin’s frown became tighter and tighter, and his sword himself might not be able to stop his swordsmanship.
When the last soldier arrived, the man suddenly vomited one mouthful blood, and his face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper.
Di Xin smiled a spent force. Although I don’t know that this person was seriously injured and injured, it is enough to kill him at this time, and I can delay it again.
Di Xin gently moving pace smiling look at people "who are you? What will stop me from taking the court to commit a crime? You know this should be a crime! "
Someone wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth. "My good disciple, I teach you swordsmanship!"
Mu Li can’t wait to fly with wings, but it’s impossible. It’s all my fault for being too careless. If I had been more careful, it wouldn’t have happened.
Di Xin’s face finally changed. "You are Wen Zhong. How can you be so young!"
Wen Zhong quietly, he finally turned back to his pale and handsome face when he was young, with a faint smile. "This is what I came for. It’s usually convenient. After all, I have been working for a big business for many years."
Emperor Zhuo Yi’s face looked incredible at Wen Zhongen’s mistake. Wen Zhong should be able to spell. He is a monk, but he just didn’t, and he actually recovered. Is his injury already so serious?
"Tianer has been trying to kill you. Do you know what I haven’t done?" Wen Zhong is in no hurry to start work. He is quietly remembering all this. Shang Qingjun is holding the body of Shang and sobbing constantly.
"Oh, Wen Tian wants to kill me, so he won’t do it!" Di Xin asked coldly.
"Because I won’t let him do it, you have a good life!" Wen Zhong looked calm. It was really funny to think that he would have killed him if he hadn’t heard of it.
"Then should I thank you for your kindness?" Di Xin also smiled.
"Do you know what this is? Wen Zhong said softly, I’m afraid I’m an idiot brother. I still don’t know what’s wrong with me today, do I?
Di Xin is puzzled why Wen Zhong is not in a hurry to start work. "Talk about it!"
"Because it’s not your fault, on the first day I came back to Korea, I saw that you were under someone else’s spell, and it was a solution spell. Now it seems that this spell is indeed a solution." Wen Zhong’s words made Di Xin’s heart fall into a spell. It’s funny how he didn’t feel anything.
"Why don’t you believe it?" Wen Zhongxiao smiled. He saw Di Xin’s unbelieving look. "In fact, you should be possessed accurately. The principle of this spell is very simple. It magnifies your heart dozens of times and tens of thousands of times, causing your endless thirst for women’s strength and so on. Because of your limited expansion, it will completely change your mind just like being possessed.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Di Xin looked at Wen Zhong blankly. What was he talking about?
Wen Zhong ignored Di Xin and still quietly said, "Immortals are possessed by viruses and may become killing tools. That’s because the immortals are always thinking about fighting in their hearts and trying their best to improve their strength. When their hearts expand, they will become killing tools, and their strength will skyrocket. Now it seems that what your heart wants most is what women and strength can do. You can become a woman to fight a war. This spell is probably the most proud spell of Xiandao.
Wen Zhong said with a face of regrets that it is really a terrible spell. It is simply a spell solver. Once guided out of the depths of his heart by this spell, he will become out of control and be enslaved by himself forever.
Di Xin has been influenced by this spell for decades, and he knew it long ago when Wen Zhong left Chaoge. However, he will not change because of the lifting of the spell, and it will continue to grow day by day. This kind of change can’t reverse people’s minds, and magic will always control things by law.
"I tried to suppress your power and women, but unfortunately I got the opposite result. Now you are even crazier. People really know things by law!" Wen Zhongxiao smiled. No one can do anything about this spell.
"Wen Zhong, you’re not confused, are you? I’m fine. I’m not under that spell!" Di Xin a face of don’t believe yourself how can spell it all is false.
Wen Zhong sighed, "it’s not your fault. I want to save you, but it’s a pity that it fell short after all! Look at what you do. I said that if you have done something, you must take responsibility. Are you ready? "
"So what do you want?"
"Very simple to kill you! Help you out. "
Chapter 19 Di Xin is dead
Lamb is fearless and confident. Now you may not be able to kill Xie Xiaofangong. I have seen your swordsmanship clearly! You can’t kill me! "
Wen Zhong doesn’t care if he can see clearly that his swordsmanship is the same. He just needs to be able to kill it. It was his own fault at the beginning, so he should solve it himself today. It’s his responsibility.
"You’re just a spent force. I’ll kill you first." Di Xin thundered. Before that, he was no match for Wen Zhong, but today he can definitely beat Wen Zhong. He has already seen that Wen Zhong is seriously injured and even unstable. Is it necessary for him to be afraid?
Di Xin fierce pounced on the dragon and phoenix sword pointing to Wen Zhong’s ten-step distance, but the blink of an eye distance was instantaneous, and the two men fought Mao.
At this time, Wen Zhong moved to see a ghosting flash across Di Xin, and suddenly he was struck by lightning. What’s going on so fast! What’s wrong with myself? I feel something is wrong.
"Never expose your strength. When your strength is exposed, it is your death, and you are my brother. I know how much you have! It’s enough to kill you with a sword. "Wen Zhong said lightly that he killed his brother himself after all. Wen Tianyi let himself kill him, but he didn’t do it.
At first, I imagined that I could suppress him and let him get better gradually. Unexpectedly, in the end, it aggravated his mental metamorphosis and became such a frenzied person. In the end, I killed my brother Wen Zhongxiao.
Di Xin dragon and phoenix sword broke into two pieces and suddenly spit out one mouthful blood. "What do you have to break my sword strength and how did you hurt me?"
"Haven’t you seen it yet? My first sword-shaped shock wave has already hurt you. That’s my last strength. That’s the first sword. The second sword is just to let the shock wave explode. In my eyes, you are already dead!" Wen Zhong turned to Di Xin and kept spitting blood and staring at Wen Zhong with bitter eyes.