Dragon-Marked War God

Chapter 245: Duan Jianhong's strategy

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"Jiuye, what is your cultivation level?"

Xuan Ye saw Wu Jiu's cultivation, and his face suddenly changed.

"It doesn't matter, my cultivation will slowly recover. I was trapped in a space for ten years and was already dying. Fortunately, Brother Jiang Chen saved me. Otherwise, I would be a corpse now."

Wu Jiu said.

"It turns out that, fortunately, Jiuye is fine, but I would like to thank Brother Jiang Chen."

Hearing this, Xuan Ye's attitude towards Jiang Chen immediately changed dramatically. Jiang Chen was Wu Jiu's savior, and that was his Xuan Ye's benefactor. In Xuan Ye's heart, Wu Jiu's life was more important than his own. A hundred times more precious.

Now, Shangguanwei has offended Jiang Chen, and even if Jiang Chen doesn't take action, Xuan Ye will probably kill Shangguanwei.

"Senior save me."

Shangguanwei's face flushed red, and he roared at Xuan Ye. His voice had begun to become hoarse. The huge blood-colored dragon claws seemed to be pressing down on him like a giant mountain, and they were squeezing from all directions at the same time.

"Shangguanwei, the mistakes you made yourself should be borne by yourself. How Brother Jiang treats you is his business, and I will not interfere."

Xuan Ye said indifferently, this sentence undoubtedly sentenced Xuan Ye to death.

what!

As soon as Xuan Ye's words fell, Shangguanwei let out a shrill scream and died tragically under the real dragon's big mudra. At this point, the twenty masters of the late stage of the gods who had just shot, all died, and the entire void was pungent. The smell of blood is full of blood, and there are broken corpses below. The scene is bloody and cruel to the extreme.

Today's events will definitely be recorded in the annals of purgatory history, and Jiang Chen's fierce name will be passed down forever. Compared with those demons and monsters, Jiang Chen is the real bloodthirsty demon king who kills without blinking an eye.

And the death of these masters in the late stage of the Divine Core Realm did not herald the end of this battle. After Jiang Chen killed Shangguanwei, he looked at the more than 20 monks in the middle stage of the Divine Core Stage.

Whoa!

The faces of these people changed wildly in an instant, there was no blood on their faces, and some people were shaking all over. Jiang Chen just glanced, as if they had seen the gate of hell.

"Jiuye, he has already killed so many people, and if he continues to kill, most of the experts in Liancheng will die in his hands."

Xuan Ye whispered that he had been in purgatory for seven years. Although the battles in the refining city continued, and the lives of people were like a straw, it was the first time that a single person like Jiang Chen had directly launched a massacre.

"So what? They're doing it themselves."

Wu Jiu's face was stunned, and he glared at Xuan Ye.

"Yes."

Xuan Ye immediately bowed his head, he did not dare to neglect Wu Jiu's words, and in the entire Shengwu Dynasty, there were a few people who dared to neglect Wu Jiu's words.

"Boss Jiang, spare my life, I am willing to donate my wealth."

"I'm also willing, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and bumped into Boss Jiang. I hope that Boss Jiang doesn't remember the villain, just let us go as farts, and we hand over all our belongings."

"Yes, yes, hand over all of them, not even a single pill, and all are filial to Boss Jiang."

No one is not afraid of death. The more vicious people are, the more afraid of death. When death really comes, all wealth is secondary, and saving life is the most important thing. Wealth can be obtained again, but there is only one life. It's really gone when it's gone.

"Hand over your belongings, each will cut off his own arm."

Jiang Chen said indifferently.

"What? Broken arm."

Someone exclaimed, but his result was the same as that of the previous man. As soon as he finished speaking, he was slashed with a sword.

"I will not be merciful to those who want to kill me. A broken arm is the lightest punishment. If I count to three, the one who does not break the arm is dead. Don't think I am joking. You are not qualified to make me joke. ."

Jiang Chen's knife-like gaze swept across the crowd, making people tremble with fear.

"Damn, if you fight, just break your arm, it's better than losing your life."

Many people gritted their teeth, waved the soldiers in their hands, and cut off their arms with a puff. They didn't think Jiang Chen was joking. This was definitely not a joke. So many masters in the late stage of the gods died. Even Shangguanwei has been killed, so what is the difference between killing them and crushing an ant.

Jiang Chen didn't count the three, everyone had already cut off one of their arms, and then respectfully handed over all their wealth to Jiang Chen, including the soldiers in their hands.

For monks in the middle stage of the Divine Core Realm, the injury of the broken arm is not too serious. If they can get good treatment, although the broken arm may not be able to grow again, it can be achieved without affecting future practice.

Jiang Chen put away all the Qiankun Rings and the soldiers, and the big yellow dog came to him with excitement, and handed all the collections to Jiang Chen's hands.

"Gaga, boy, it's very developed now. The treasures in these people are not comparable to those in the periphery. You are a huge treasure house on your body now. In the future, if I want to eat the essence of heaven and earth, you have to take care of me. ."

The big yellow dog wagged his big stout tail.

"it is good."

Jiang Chen patted the dog's head, as long as he had it, he would give it to the big yellow dog without hesitation.

Afterwards, Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog turned around and came to Wu Jiu's side.

"Boss Jiang, do you need to be so domineering?"

Wang Heng looked at Jiang Chen with eyes full of little stars. It was a kind of supreme worship. Not only him, but Guan Yiyun and Tian Yishan were also full of worship. They were also geniuses of the younger generation. The gap between Jiang Chen is not one or two points at all. As a strong and good man, it is a lifetime honor to be able to be as coquettish as Jiang Chen.

"Thank you Brother Jiang for saving Jiuye's life and being worshipped by Xuan Ye."

Xuan Ye clasped his fists at Jiang Chen and gave a deep salute.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen hurriedly stretched out his hands to support Xuan Ye's arms: "Brother Xuan, you're welcome. Brother Ninth and I have hit it off, and we should help each other."

Jiang Chen was very polite to Xuan Ye. First of all, Xuan Ye belonged to Wu Jiu, and that was his own. Second, Xuan Ye had been in the center of Refining City for seven years, and he was very familiar with everything here. Finding treasures on your own will be of great help, and will even be of great help to you in dealing with monsters in the future. After all, Xuan Ye is a master of the Battle Spirit Realm.

"Brother Jiang, let me introduce to you, Xuan Ye, my former friend, who has been willing to stay in such a harsh environment as purgatory these years just to find me."

Wu Jiu patted Xuan Ye's shoulder and said that Xuan Ye's loyalty to him made him very gratified.

"Ninth brother can have a good friend like Xuanxiong, which is really a good thing."

Jiang Chen praised that a person is willing to stay in an environment like purgatory for seven years in order to find a person, this dedication and this kind of intention alone makes people awe-inspiring.

"Okay, Brother Jiang, let's get down to business."

Wu Jiu reminded.

"Ninth Master, what's the matter?"

Xuan Ye asked.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get to the center of the refining city."

Jiang Chen said.

"Okay, you come with me."

Xuan Ye took the lead in flying towards the interior of the refining city, followed by Jiang Chen, Wu Jiu and the others. After seven years, Xuan Ye was basically equivalent to the master of this refining city. He was familiar with everything here. Same as at home.

Qizhou, Tianjianmen!

In a large hall in the center of Tianjianmen, a dozen people are sitting on both sides. On the throne in front sits a middle-aged man in a gray robe. The middle-aged man is a little fat, and his face is oily. but his eyes are bright, with a breathtaking aura, and his eyebrows give people a feeling of not being angry and self-proclaimed.

This person is Duan Jianhong, the sect master of Tianjianmen. His face is full of gloom and solemnity. All the elders of Tianjianmen Divine Core Realm are present, and all of them look worried.

"Humph! It's too much deceiving, what does the Nanbei Dynasty think he is? It's a joke to let us surrender to Fentian Pavilion within three days."

An elder snorted coldly.

"The Southern and Northern Dynasties have only been promoted to the middle stage of the Divine Core Realm, and they are so presumptuous, it is simply unreasonable."

"That is, even if he is a genius, his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Shendan, and I am afraid he is not the opponent of the sect master at all."

The crowd was excited, and Tianjianmen was also a great faction in Qizhou.

"Sect Master, what should we do?"

Everyone looked at Duan Jianhong.

"Don't underestimate the Southern and Northern Dynasties. This man is an extraordinary talent. He is an ancient genius. Since he dares to let out such mad words, he must have powerful means."

Duan Jianhong squinted his eyes slightly, the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and said lightly.

"What does the sect master mean?"

someone asked.

"My meaning is very simple, surrender to the Northern and Southern Dynasties."

Duan Jianhong said.

"What? Surrender, sect master, the Southern and Northern Dynasties have only just been promoted to the middle stage of the Divine Core Realm. How many pounds or taels are there? Why should we surrender?"

"That is, my Tianjianmen is also a great faction in Qizhou, how can I surrender like this."

The elders suddenly quit, and surrendered before they fought, which is also a useless person.

"What do you know? If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Am I the kind of person who is willing to surrender? Can you all think about things with your brains?"

Duan Jianhong's eyes swept across the crowd.

"Does the sect master have any means?"

someone asked.

"Of course, he Nanbei Dynasty and Zhao Chongyang want to rule the entire Qizhou, and I Duan Jianhong also want to rule the entire Qizhou. The four major sects in Qizhou, in addition to Happy Valley, the other three sects, who have no ambitions, but they have never been. It's just an opportunity, and now, it's our Tianjianmen's chance to unify Qizhou."

Duan Jianhong's mouth overflowed with a sneer.

"Please make it clear from the door owner."

an elder said.

"I said that if the Southern and Northern Dynasties dare to say that they want us to surrender, they must have their own means, but as you said, none of the four major sects in Qizhou is easy to mess with, so I will pretend to surrender to the Fentian Pavilion for the time being. , it temporarily preserved the strength of Tianjianmen. With the people of Nanbei Chao and Zhao Chongyang, they will definitely take action against Xuanyimen and Happy Valley. At that time, we can also really see what kind of means Nanbei Chao has. If they can If both sides suffer, it is time for my Heavenly Sword Sect to take advantage of the fisherman."

Duan Jianhong's eyes flickered, this is an extremely smart person who can calculate everything to the core.

[Today is too busy, so there are only two shifts, and I will make up for the fourth shift tomorrow.]