Seven Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Rich

I saw those disciples of Wanjianzong talking about money before! money! money! He also sneered, feeling very vulgar, what kind of decency is it for people who practice martial arts to put money on their lips every day?

But when there was so much money in front of him, Jing Wuqing felt that the money was really fragrant.

In such a short time, he received several hundred catties of real blood, and even if he only got 20%, he would have more than one hundred catties.

The unit is 'jin'! Jing Wuqing felt that his hands were shaking.

"Li Zhen, don't go too far, I also have a share of the real blood in the ground!"

Seeing that Jing Wuqing was wearing real blood with more than a dozen storage rings, even Zheng Tianze couldn't help it!

"Fuck you, Mad, you can survive first!" Hearing that Zheng Tianze was going to grab something from him, Li Zhen's offensive suddenly doubled.

Zheng Tianze vomited blood for a while, his face became even paler, and the power of heaven and earth around him could be integrated into the body more and more rare.

Zheng Tianze is depressed, Mad, his mouth is cheap! One sentence successfully made Li Zhen work hard!

"Old dog Zheng, you dare to rob my true blood!" Li Zhen's eyes turned red, and his mental power exploded beside Zheng Tianze.

Zheng Tianze roared sharply, his body was blown away more than ten meters away, his head was blown open, and his limbs were blown into several pieces.

Zheng Tianze hurriedly took out an elixir and swallowed it. His limbs were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his golden body stopped crumbling.

Looking at Li Zhen, he was shocked. This bastard actually exploded his mental power. Isn't he afraid of death?

With a sneer in his heart, Li Zhen blew up his mental power. Compared to this time, he was extremely weak. As long as he recovered first, he would definitely be able to kill Li Zhen.

The only danger left is the disciple of Wanjianzong, but... can that person pierce his defenses?

"what!"

A shrill scream resounded throughout the space.

Zheng Tianze's face was extremely ugly, Mad, what the hell is your name? Dead or not?

Self-destructed mental power, why don't you die soon?

Just thinking about it, Li Zhen roared angrily: "Zheng Laogou, how dare you waste Lao Tzu's elixir! Lao Tzu is going to kill you!"

"puff!"

Zhang Tianze, who was recovering, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"asshole!"

Zheng Tianze exploded with rage!

This is Lao Tzu, the head of the first courtyard of the dignified Dongshan Martial Arts Academy, to be so shameless!

"kill!"

Zheng Tianze was furious, he was fed up with such shameless expressions.

Ignoring the physical injury, a halberd swept out, Li Zhen must not have the slightest resistance at this time.

The self-destruction of mental power is something only fools can do, and this is a method that can only be used when they die together with the enemy.

Seeing this scene, Jing Wuqing bravely waved his sword and greeted him.

"court death!"

Zheng Tianze smiled coldly and let Jing's ruthless sword stab him.

"when!"

A sound of metallic symphony.

Jing Wuqing was horrified, his sword stabbed Zheng Tianze without leaving a trace.

Zheng Tianze's big hand suddenly stuck out, and when he moved at this moment, his whole body trembled with pain, but it was still easy to kill an eighth-rank rookie chicken.

"It's over!"

Jing Wuqing looked at Zheng Tianze's big slap and closed his eyes nervously.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded in his ears.

It seems that something has been bombarded to the ground. Although he is in the void, Jing Wuqing can still clearly feel the vibration.

"Brother Jing, are you alright!"

At this moment, Li Zhen's voice came to mind.

(To be continued)