At the same time, he bit through the tip of his tongue and flew out a thread of blood. The slender and light bloodline was also a needle. When he was traveling through the world, he also cracked everything. Before the needle arrived, Jiang Wang's blood had begun to heat up, and his blood vessels gradually became intensive, and he became dizzy, weak in energy, and weak in strength... The qi and blood in this body were about to dry up!

In such a terrifying offensive, Xie Junmeng's hands were not idle either. He raised his index finger and pointed it at Jiang Wang's heart from afar. There was no needle shadow or Dharma mark. However, Jiang Wang's heart began to suffer from pain and began to spasm, causing a crack inch by inch, as if it was about to break!

Xie Junmeng's right finger also bounced up, as if a spirit snake came out of the hole, too fast, too sudden, and too accurate. There was nothing in his vision, only the lightning-like snake kiss. When the fangs appeared, they were hung up as a needle!

Fighting has not ended for eternity, life and death depend on each other, and medicine and poison are inseparable.

Xie Junmeng pressed his left thumb forward at the same time, as if he was pressing his handprints, pressing Jiang Wang's eyebrows from afar.

Resolutely, powerfully, implementing a certain authority.

When this finger pressed down, it seemed as if a contract of life and death was signed, and an unchangeable document of death was signed, which affected the rules involving life and death!

It should be lifeless!

Breaking eyes! Burning blood! Broken heart! Hanging life! Moving life!

The twelve needles of the East King all conquers the principles of heaven and earth. Xie Junmeng gave five shots in a row, one more vicious than the other. He vowed to kill the enemy here and wipe out all the vitality of his opponent.

These five needles each have killer power and are connected to each other. They are like tides and rushing like seas.

The glorious inheritance of the East King Valley for many years is now truly presented to Jiang Wang.

The world's sect, the God of the Valley, is the first person below, truly showing his unreserved killing power.

The fire realm surrounding Jiang Wang's body, even with the full blessing of Samadhi True Fire, it collapsed in an instant. The spiritual appearance of the Bifang divine bird also returned to this realm and was broken.

But in this kind of collapse, the person in the fire world is still moving forward.

In this shattering collapse of all things, a sword light shines!

It's so brilliant!

It is moving forward all the way, unyielding in adversity, fulfilling one's words, and sincerity in this heart, and insisting on pursuing the answer to life in the confusion and confusion.

The answer to life cannot be sought outside.

Everyone had to ask themselves.

His men and his sword move forward.

He himself is the word "man".

The man in the cloak of fire.

A person who overcomes all obstacles.

Absolutely imperfect, have done a lot of stupid things, but are absolutely real.

His sword left and right also wrote a big character "man".

This sword is this heart, and this heart is this person.

After the sky collapses and the earth is destroyed, the human character opens the sky again!

What about the chaos in all ages? So what about the end of all things?

This person is also a "person", and this sword is also a "person".

The needle that splits the eye is received by this sword.

The needle of burning blood, this sword is taken.

The heartbreaking needle, this sword is taken by it.

The needle of life, this sword is taken by it.

This sword also receives the needle for moving life!

This herringbone sword truly reflects Jiang Wang's life when he was born here.

The collapsed power of the entire world of fire was mixed in this unparalleled sword force, and the powerful forward drove away, sweeping everything with a bang!

Only five crisp sounds were heard.

So powerless in the screams of the world.

Silence again!

The collapsed world of fire disappeared, and the roaring sword intent was quietly hidden.

This place of heaven and earth will be destroyed and then reborn, and everything will be clear and fresh.

Xie Junmeng, wearing a green robe, stood there blankly, with only a pale face and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Jiang Wang held his sword, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of Xie Junmeng's throat.

Under the hanging hat, Jiang Wang's face was hidden in the face towel.

But the coldness in his eyes was so clear.

"It's really a pity that a famous disciple acts like a side-minded person!"

brush!

Before that cold sweat fell.

The cold light has passed.

Jiang Wang put his sword into the sheath.

There is only one regret, nothing else.

So he turned around.

Behind him, Xie Junmeng gritted his teeth and asked, "I want to kill you, why don't you stab your sword?"

Jiang Wang did not look back, leaving a plain voice, which was engraved in Xie Junmeng's mind like his sword.

"Forgive others if you have to."

The figure in the straw hat and straw raincoat went out alone.

A little lonely, a little lonely, a little free and easy.

As the saying goes

"The true secret of the Rotten Ke is wonderful and magical, and one game has been several years of spring."

"I've come out of the cave and I'm invincible. I'll forgive you if you want to forgive me!"

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(ps: This poem was originally a famous Taoist.)

(Yesterday a reader told me that someone pretended that I was charged to guide newcomers to write in some writing groups. Please be vigilant here.

I feel that I don’t have the ability to teach people to write, and I never think that writing can be taught. I have not participated in any writing group, nor are I in any author group outside the editorial organization. I don’t have time, and I won’t charge for teaching people. Please be ambitious and don’t be fooled.
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