Wei Jie smiled and said: "You guessed it right, but you won't get a reward, you will only get disaster."

Ghost: "I also know that I have hit a hard nut. I am certain to die today, but I really want to know, who are you, and when did our Spirit Island offend you?"

Wei Jie: "You are so funny. You deliberately planned to kill me, and you asked when you offended me."

Ghost old monster: "You are Wei Jie!"

Wei Jie: "It's true. Don't you feel very sorry that you can't kill me personally because you have to guard your island defense formation? I'm here now just to fulfill your wish and not to leave anything for you.

Sorry. Let’s do it.”

The old ghost: "I regret that I should be your enemy. The thousand-year-old foundation of Ling Tong Sect has been destroyed in one day, all because I have no water in my eyes and cannot recognize people."

Wei Jie: "Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death. Ever since you became a pirate at Lingdao Gate, you have been destined to end like this.

Don't you think about it, so many innocent people died in your hands, their property was robbed by you, and you even took their lives. You think you did it without anyone noticing. But have you ever thought about it?

, there is a god three feet above your head, God is watching.

Heaven's truth is clear, it's not cool, no one can escape the retribution of karma. Your result today is to pay for yesterday's evil deeds, so there is no need to have any resentment. Just suffer death!"

Wei Jie slashed with his sword, and the old ghost tried his best to resist. The swords collided without any suspense, exactly the same as the move Qiao Ming resisted.

The ghost's sword was broken into three pieces, energy and blood surged, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out several feet. The ghost old monster had been fighting with the eagle for a long time, and his energy was already low. The result of the sword was even worse than Qiao Ming's.

Qiao Ming could still take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but the ghost was at the end of his strength and was unable to use the opportunity to escape. He fell straight to the ground and died. Wei Jie took off the ghost's storage ring, thinking that there would be a surprise inside. But now

The battle is going on, and there is no time to appreciate it. Put it away first, and then clean it up after the war. Cleaning up the trophies also requires a good mood to appreciate them beautifully.

Two Supreme Realm masters were slaughtered, and what was left was for other people to solve the problem and let them increase their combat effectiveness in actual combat. Especially Huang Ziqiong and his two wives, who had no combat experience and needed actual combat to improve their combat effectiveness. Wei Jiefei was in

In the sky, a clairvoyant eye is activated, specifically responsible for finding the hidden Supreme Realm powerhouses.

Wei Jie is like a leader who allocates work, using it according to his or her ability, allowing each soldier to give full play to his or her talents. Those in the middle and lower stages of the Supreme Realm will be given to Wei Feng and his wife and his two daughters-in-law. Those in the middle stage will be given to Wang Bei and Python, and those in the later stage will be given to Eagle. If

If there are many later stages, just do it yourself.

At the later stage of level seven, Wei Jie can solve the problem with just one blow.

There are no seventh-level Supreme Realm players on Lingdao itself. There is only one foreign aid who is seventh-level. Wei Jie gave this to Eagle. He gave the two sixth-level players to Python and Wang Bei.

All the disciples and foreign aid on Lingdao cannot hide, which is very conducive to massacres. Wei Jie found one and handed it over to the appropriate combat team.

The mid-term tasks will be handed over to Python and Wang Bei, and the early-stage tasks will be given to the combat team of Wei Feng and his wife, and the combat teams of Xiu Ning and Wen Qian.

Just find one and kill each one without any pressure at all. But there are still many exciting scenes. Anyone who is willing to find a strong man in the Supreme Realm will kill him at the neck. It will inevitably lead to a fierce fight until he collapses and cannot move at all.

move.

Xiuning, Wen Qian and Huang Ziqiong's cultivation levels have all entered the middle stage of Supreme. Huang Ziqiong and Xiu Ning have both reached Supreme Level 5, but when it comes to fighting, they are slightly worse than Supreme Level 4, so Wei Jie can only

Arrange them to fight against the Supreme Realm of level three and below.

In actual combat, they learned many things they had never learned before, and gradually accumulated experience through many things they had never experienced before. The more they fought, the stronger they became, and eventually they could compete with the Supreme Level 4 players.

After the battle between Eagle and Ghost, he recovered a lot of his combat power. He seemed very relaxed and able to fight against this seventh-level master whose cultivation level was as high as his own.

This seventh-level master couldn't beat him. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Just like Qiao Ming, he moved out of the master's door to suppress him: "Let's not fight. I have already informed the master that my master is a ninth-level master. You

If you kill me, you will definitely be killed by my master. Why bother to retaliate?

Why don't you and I give up, and I will return immediately and intercept my master? Wouldn't it be good for you, good for me, and good for everyone?"

The Eagle scolded: "You are a worthless thing who always comes out of the master's door to threaten me. In this case, let your master come as soon as possible. I am a little tired of it, so I will kill you so that your soul can go to your master to cry."

, I think your master couldn’t see you being wronged, so he rushed to protect you. I really want to see what kind of person you are."

The eagle flew in the sky and stabbed downward with his sword. The opponent couldn't resist and cried like a child: "Master, if you don't come here, this disciple will die. If the disciple dies, no one will do anything for you."

Filial piety! Wuwuwu..."

Before this guy finished speaking, a real voice came: "Xiang Yue, my master is here, please hold on for one more minute. Whoever wants to kill my disciple, spare someone by the sword."

The Eagle sneered cruelly and said: "Keep people alive with the sword, kill with the sword!" After saying that, he stabbed Xiang Yue's head with his sword. Xiang Yue really felt that only his soul could go to his master to cry for injustice.

As soon as Xiang Ming died, Xiang Ming's master arrived. Looking at the body of his beloved disciple, his eyes were about to split, and he roared angrily: "Who killed my disciple? I told you to save someone under your sword, why didn't you save him?"

people!"

Wei Jie took a step forward, glared at the old man angrily, and shouted sternly: "Why do you want to spare someone under the knife? Can he be the only one to kill, and no one can kill him? Who are you! Who do you think you are?"

Wei Jie's words were like a knife, and every sentence was heart-piercing. He was so angry that the old man's blood pressure surged and his eyes turned white. Wei Jie was so frightened that he quickly said: "You won't be so angry after just two or three sentences. What kind of old man are you? With you

Is it so bad? Let me tell you, you don’t pay with your life if you piss someone off. Don’t scare me, I can’t be scared.”

The old man became even more angry now and stammered: "You...just wait for me, I...will kill you! Let you...go...to the Palace of Hell to show off your lip service."

The old man raised his sword to stab, and Wei Jie patted his chest: "Old boy, old boy, you're right. When you get old, you'll really look like a child wearing crotchless pants. Fortunately, he's not dead yet. If he gets angry to death, the King of Hell will

They will definitely blame me for not giving in to the old boy, and I can’t explain why.”

The old man gradually regained his breath and cursed: "Words cannot be compared to real strength. I hope your strength is as powerful as your words!"

Wei Jie: "As you wish, otherwise how can I be worthy of you?"

Wei Jie swung his sword and gently blocked the old man's sword. The old man was shocked. He took the sword back and saw that there was a gap in the sword. The old man was even more shocked.

The old man thought to himself, I made this cold iron sword with my own hands. I chose cold iron from the seabed that lasted thousands of years, and it was forged thousands of times. The original sword blank was as thick as a calf, but when it was made into a sword, it was only one and a half inches wide.

The thickness has been reduced by thousands of times, and there is no trace of impurities.

This sword has been with him for half his life, and has never been taken advantage of by any weapon. Only today, he suffered a heavy loss with one move.

I have always relied on my good weapons to fight against others, and nine times out of ten I would use my sword to bully others. I would first use my sharp sword to cut off other people's swords, and then my sword... I didn't expect that I would be bullied by someone else's sword today.

Strength cannot be faked. Faced with the cruel reality, the old man became calm.

The old man said: "Who are you and why do you want to kill my apprentice? You should tell me. You should understand this point of respecting the elderly, right?"

Wei Jie: "Courtesy is reciprocal. If you ask me kind questions, of course I will answer you respectfully. Why should we kill your disciple? You should know why your disciple came to Lingdao?"

Old man: "I know this. The ghost asked him for help to go to the Kingdom of Wei to deal with a man named Wei Jie."

Wei Jie: "That's right. I am Wei Jie. They want to kill me. Do you think I should kill them?"

The old man suddenly realized: "So you are Wei Jie, so this reason is established. Okay, I won't hold you responsible anymore, I just blame him for bringing it upon himself and reaping the consequences."

Hey, there's something I want to ask you. Your ugly hatchet doesn't look like a hatchet, a machete doesn't look like a machete, and a knife doesn't look like a knife. Who made it and what material was it made of?
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