Yan Xiao’s confused brain could no longer remember how many times he had died.

 This is the sixtieth or one hundred and sixtieth time?

 Having experienced too many ways of death!

 But as evil as it is, as chaotic and crazy as it is, of course it will not be outdone.

 Rising up again and again, resurrecting again and again, fighting again and again, and being defeated again and again.

The opponent is like a towering mountain, but also like a vast sea. No matter how it chooses to charge, it cannot shake the mountain or sea.

 Absorbing divine power once again, he resurrected from the void, and with all his feathers and claws, Yan Xiao said in a ferocious voice: "Ho ho... How long can you maintain this intense fighting state?"

When it said this, Jiang Wang was already close, with his left hand right on its head. With just a slight press, he pressed down a killing nail and drove it into its skull.

Asked lightly: "How long can the person behind you last?"

 The wind blows and the debris falls like smoke.

 In the surging divine power, Yan Xiao once again condensed into shape.

Jiang Wang is already very familiar with this magical power, and even more familiar with the process of Yan Xiao's resurrection.

 With enough progress, Yan Xiao's offensive posture was cut through with two sharp sword strikes.

With a wave of his left hand, the true fire of Samadhi formed a ring of fire.

 Hand around the Yan Owl's neck, wing roots, and claws.

Although Yan Xiao was not touched, it was unable to move at all and could only maintain a motionless posture in the air. It had already memorized the power of the Samadhi True Fire, and knew that if it moved even a little and was touched by this magical fire, it would

Will be burned to ashes.

It looks like this...

 Like five rings of fire, hanging it in the air.

“Do you think it’s you who can hold on to this posture longer, or the Dragon God who can hold on longer?” Jiang Wang asked.

“Hee hee.” Yan Xiao smiled and said, “I don’t think you can hold on much longer.”

"Yeah."

Jiang Wang pressed his five fingers together, and the ring of fire formed by the Samadhi True Fire suddenly tightened, instantly burning Yan Xiao to ashes!

 Amidst the flying ashes, there is a brief calm in the forest of hanging heads.

Yan Xiao's body slowly condensed again. He looked over with malicious eyes first.

　　Hised: "Do you think that monk can really defeat the Dragon God? It's just a mantis' arm acting as a chariot, and a groundworm shaking a tree. When he dies, it will be you!"

 Put the Sauvignon Blanc from bottom to top and cut it in half from left to right.

 In the cold night, the long front is still like a stream of autumn water, clear and bright.

What a sword.

 Kill the enemy without staining blood.

Jiang Wang lightly shook his sword, and with Sauvignon Blanc humming, he reviewed his understanding of swordsmanship and analyzed another killing of Yan Xiao...

Yan Xiao is not a very good target for sword practice, but it is a very good target for sword practice. You can freely release your swordsmanship inspiration on it, and the opportunities for summarizing experience are almost unlimited.

 “You deserve to die! Damn it! Don’t give me a chance, I will torture you severely!”

 The newly resurrected Yan Xiao started to scream again.

Jiang Wang only asked softly: "Speaking of which... do you know the Dragon God?"

As he spoke, the person was close, and Sauvignon Blanc passed through his heart fiercely, piercing a huge hole in Yan Xiao's chest and abdomen, which could be seen from one end to the other.

　　It is the sword of the old general’s twilight.

 “You don’t need to answer now, wait until next time.” He said.

Jiang Wang has never been able to figure out what that black substance is.

I can only guess that it is something like a gathering of evil thoughts.

 In short, Yan Xiao was resurrected again in the condensation of black matter.

"I can do nothing--"

 Poof!

It was once again whittled into a stick and stood in the night sky.

 “Think it over before you speak.” Jiang Wang said this, then he made a horizontal stroke with his long sword, and once again slashed his head.

 Seeing the swallow's head flying high, I saw the ferocity in the eyes dissipated once again...

 Very simple.

 Yan Xiao has a misunderstanding... It thinks that it has escaped from the nest, which means that its fighting skills have quickly approached Jiang Wang.

As everyone knows, Jiang Wang has just been adapting to the new tactics - how to balance the two goals of "the shortest consumption" and "the fastest to kill Yan Xiao".

 The matter of killing Yan Xiao is not difficult at all. Taking into account two difficult goals at the same time is the challenge Jiang Wang has given himself.

 This gave Yan Xiao a chance to escape from the nest.

 In fact, it has lost the blessing of Yanchao, and it has no way to go and cannot resist under Jiang Wang's sword.

 Especially as battles happen again and again, knowledge is constantly being replenished...

 Here in Jiang Wang, there are almost no secrets.

It can be said that as soon as its body moves, its battle choice has already appeared in Jiang Wang's mind.

All he has to do is harvest the crops.

Master Guanyan's worry is not unreasonable. Yan Xiao's resurrections and improvements again and again can indeed make people despair, and opponents who are stronger than it can easily be consumed by it.

 But Jiang Wang is also “progressing” rapidly.

 This "progress" is reflected in the proficiency in killing Yan Xiao.

Because of the quick satisfaction of his knowledge, it seemed that Jiang Wang was getting more and more relaxed the more he killed.

Of course, if time can continue, Yan Xiao's progress will catch up with Jiang Wang sooner or later. But that will not happen overnight.

 Even Jiang Wang's exhaustion will happen before this...

 And Jiang Wang decisively changed his tactics and reduced consumption, just to make that moment come later.

“I will also know you very well!” Yan Xiao, who was resurrected again, said fiercely.

 This is clearly a threat.

But it’s very immature.

“I think I need to leave a secret book to Senhaiyuanjie.” Jiang Wang reached out and grabbed Yan Xiao’s neck with one hand, and the killing nail penetrated directly into its body from the neck——

　　""A Thousand Ways to Die by Yan Xiao"...what do you think?"

 He will kill Yan Xiao a thousand times!

 Yan Xiao was resurrected again, but his body was still the same as before, unchanged.

 Still in good condition.

 But its eyes changed.

That complex, cruel, and chaotic look was already on the verge of disintegration while it was still alive.

No.

 It has never been the only one that brought fear to the enemy.

 It cannot be afraid.

 How can it be afraid?

The last time it fought with the man in front of it, it was afraid because it thought it would really die.

 Thinking that when he cannot be resurrected by the power of the Forest Sea Source World and needs divine power to be resurrected, he will be regarded as a burden and wiped out by the Dragon God.

 But the Dragon God does not.

 The Dragon God still needs it very much. He needs it to destroy the forest sea source world, he needs it to contain the will of the world, and he needs it to contain the bald head...

Now it is connected with the Dragon God as a divine level, and it is not an existence that can be easily abandoned.

 As long as the Dragon God is there, it can be reborn indefinitely, and this process is not even something that the Dragon God can stop now.

 So what does it fear?

But even if I think about it...

 “I don’t know much,” it said.

It seems that it cannot control its mouth at all. It encourages itself mentally and surrenders to its opponent verbally.

 It has thousands of chaotic wills in its mind.

 There are countless ideas colliding every moment.

 But at this moment, at this moment when I have died countless times, tens of thousands of chaotic wills... all feel the same fear!

Even an immortal being cannot withstand death thousands of times.

　　Its will to resist was cut into pieces as it died one after another.

It is already giving in, but the answer is still a sword.

 The sword passed through the brain.

 So sharp that it still hasn’t deviated even half a cent.

“Just get to the point and stop talking nonsense.” Jiang Wang said quietly.
To be continued...