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Chapter 1782 Life is better than death(1/2)

An old enemy?

The archenemy of the fart! This guy is not qualified to become his archenemy! Zhang Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense, and a figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The misty immortal step, the whereabouts are like shadows, as fast as lightning! I'll take a break! Where is the person?

Where did the person go?

Jiang Yuwei's face changed slightly. He was about to escape from this place.

However, Zhang Yi no longer gave him a chance.

Before Jiang Yuwei could react, Zhang Yi was already choked by him.

At this moment, Jiang Yuwei seemed to smell the smell of death.

"Young Master!"

The black ghost's expression changed, and he was about to rush over.

Zhang Yi sneered and said, "Surrender immediately, otherwise I will strangle your young master to death!"

The black ghost suddenly stopped and simply threw away the ancient sword in his hand.

He sighed softly: "Please forgive the young master for his life!"

"Forgive him?

Do you think it's possible?"

Zhang Yi said coldly.

I scolded the next door, and this guy was going to kill him as soon as he came. How could I let this guy go like this?

At this time, more than a dozen people from the world stood up and stared at Zhang Yi with anger.

As long as the young master gives orders, they will rush up to save the young master at all costs.

However, Jiang Yuwei was already scared and sweating profusely.

He has not avenged his mother yet! So, he doesn't want to die yet! Thinking, Jiang Yuwei said in fear and trepidation: "Zhang Yi, as long as you spare my life, I can give you whatever you want!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold: "I'll ask you, why do you know me?"

"My name is Jiang Yuwei, I am from the Jiang family..." Under Zhang Yi's fierce power, Jiang Yuwei confessed everything, including his coming here to hunt for treasures.

In comparison, as long as he can survive, he will have a chance to avenge his mother.

So, even if you tell Zhang Yi, it's nothing.

"So, you are from the Jiang family!"

Zhang Yi's voice was very cold and he had a faint murderous intent.

"I've told you, can you let me go?"

Jiang Yuwei was extremely scared.

He now regrets it very much, regrets provoking Zhang Yi, a bastard! "The death penalty is avoided, but the life penalty cannot be escaped!"

Zhang Yi squeezed his right fist tightly and slapped Jiang Yuwei's lower abdomen.

Puff! Jiang Yuwei was hit hard and flew out more than ten meters away.

"Young Master!"

The nigger and those gangsters rushed over and helped Jiang Yuwei up who was already dying.

Jiang Yuwei's eyes were a little distracted, and her whole head was blank.

The black ghost simply diagnosed it and said with a ferocious face: "Zhang Yi, you are so cruel. You have actually destroyed the meridians of the young master's whole body!"

What?

As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the world were silent.

The young master was actually destroyed by the meridians of the whole body?

Then what is the difference between it and a useless person?

Even if he can recover, he is not as good as an ordinary person! This guy is really cruel to attack! "I'm cruel?"

Zhang Yi sneered and said, "I have saved his life, I am already merciful!"

"Our Jiang family will not let you go!"

The nigger said coldly.

The young master also has great responsibility for becoming a useless person.

How should I explain to my master when I go back in the future?

"Your threat is useless to me!"

Zhang Yi said with a murderous intent: "Although I let this guy go, I didn't agree to let you go!"

What?

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Swish—Before everyone reacted, Zhang Yi pointed his sword together, and countless sword energy had already surged.

Pup puff! In an instant, more than a dozen people from the world fell into a pool of blood.

"You, you--" Seeing the tragic death beside you, a deep fear appeared in the nigger's eyes.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yi could do it.

Wow—At this moment, Zhang Yi's figure flashed and appeared in front of the nigger in an instant.

Before the nigger could react, he had already raised his sword and fell.

Puff! The black ghost has already fallen to the ground and dies so hard that he can't die again! At this time, Jiang Yuwei also came to his senses and he screamed: "Ah! Devil, you are the devil!"

He was almost crazy—“If you think you are beating, will I kill you?”

Zhang Yi glared at him.

Jiang Yu was so scared that she couldn't stop trembling and she never dared to say anything again.

Duan Shuiliu came over with Leng Yue, and he smiled coldly: "Do you want to kill this guy too?"

If you leave this guy behind, there will be endless troubles.

Zhang Yi shook his head: "It would be too cheap if he killed him. Just let him live or die!"

Becoming a useless person is a nightmare for all martial artists.

Especially when Jiang Yuwei wants to avenge his mother, he will not be able to avenge him without any internal strength.

This is even more uncomfortable than death! "As you said!"

Duan Shuiliu kicked Jiang Yuwei with a kick and said coldly: "Go as far as I can!"

"Thank you, thank you for not killing!"

Jiang Yuwei had no temper at all and stumbled along the stone steps that had come before.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He didn't expect that Jiang Yuwei and Hao Yajun still had such a grudge.

The next moment.

Their eyes were all gathered on the sword.

The sword looked a little rusty, but the energy contained in them made them feel a little scared.

Duan Shuiliu looked around and wondered: "I just heard the roar of the dragon, why didn't I see that evil dragon?"

Zhang Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the sword.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Maybe, there are no evil dragons here at all!"

What's the meaning?

They were puzzled by the breaking water flow.

Zhang Yi walked to the sword and murmured in a low voice: "The dragon roar is probably made by this sword!"

What?

As soon as these words were spoken, they were stunned.

The sword actually makes a dragon roar?

Is there anything wrong?

Could it be that there is an evil dragon in the sword?

At this moment, Chuanshuiliu and they were a little uneasy.

It's so incredible! After a long time, Duan Shuiliu grinned and said, "Since there is no evil dragon, what are we waiting for?
To be continued...
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