Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 244 Selling blood to buy blood
"Ding--"

The two knives collided, and the violent roar was like a north wind, which made the man's clothes fly, his sleeves bulged, and everything that blew into the sleeves was murderous.

Jiang Su had to admit that the general's strength was indeed not something she could resist.

Almost in just an instant, her heavy knife was deflected by a foot, and the bones of her arm creaked as she stretched the knife in her hand.

She could barely hold her knife!

Wang Minglang's strength was so great that he wanted to take this opportunity to knock her to the ground!

"Sure enough, this body is still too thin. If I were given the body of a nine-foot man, I would never have this little strength."

Jiang Su murmured in his heart, a little dissatisfied with King Yama's arrangement.

She could only concentrate and put all her attention on the heavy knife in her hand.

Her heavy sword is different from Wang Mingliang's long sword. She needs someone to follow the sword. If her own strength is insufficient, she relies on the power of the entire sword being brought out to make up for her own shortcomings.

Until one day, he met the man named Zhang Xi.

But he also knows that in the future, he may live longer than ordinary people.

He knew that this little girl was a monk, so this sword was a sword that he tried his best to strike, and it had some warning effects.

He doesn't want to become a Taoist. He has a wife who takes care of him and children who are waiting for his upbringing. There is no need to go to the mountains and forests to seek immortality.

"Who are you anyway?"

But, she actually avoided it?
His swordsmanship comes from the inheritance of the Blood Sword Demon Zhang Xi. How could anyone escape so easily without leaving a trace of blood? !
The key to the bloodthirsty sword is to see blood and be thirsty for blood. When will his sword ever be clean? !

Wang Mingliang was indeed a monk, but it was just by chance that he introduced Qi into his body on the battlefield. And from then on, he focused on protecting the territory and had no intention of developing a technique to cultivate immortality.

"Now that things have come to this, we must take her by surprise and kill her..." He muttered in his heart.

And the long sword of this young general is a sharp weapon that can cut off the thieves' horses and take their lives as soon as they pass by on the battlefield.

Wang Minglang's heart trembled, and then he squinted his eyes, his eyes dark and dark, "Oh? What's the problem?"

Jiang Su suddenly said, "The Qi in your body is in chaos and the blood is flowing backward, which is a sign of great evil. But you are a monk, and this should not happen. So it can only be related to your own choice. It is because you chose this Sword technique, what kind of sword technique is this?"

"What's the result?" Jiang Su said with a half-smile but not a smile. "The Qi will be in chaos and the blood will flow backwards. Everything in the body will change. The heart will change from dynamic to still, the lungs will change from delicate to strong, and the kidneys will also change from water to fire. , It’s an exchange of yin and yang, a hodgepodge.”

He thought to himself, this woman cannot survive. Since she has seen that she is practicing the bloodthirsty sword, she must die here to prevent her secret from being leaked.

Wang Mingliang was stunned, changed the topic, and continued to ask, "What will be the result?"

This battle is easy to overturn.

Wang Minglang's tone was low, his eyebrows were furrowed, and all the murderous intent in his body was released to the surroundings at this moment. He raised the knife and pointed it at the woman in green, with the intention of not giving up until death.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Su pointed his heavy sword at the silver-armored general with an indifferent attitude, "There's something wrong with your sword skills."

She looked the man up and down without concealing it, "Although you look extremely masculine now..."

Wang Henshui, who listened to the whole process, was shocked. My father has become my mother? No, it’s completely impossible. This person is really talking nonsense!

Wang Minglang saw a trace of surprise in his eyes when he saw Jiang Su dodge his sword.

Coupled with his burly figure and visibly thick arms.

No, if my father gets angry later, it will be bad, and I have to take action first.

Wang Henshui interrupted what Jiang Su was about to say, "Yaoren, why do you make all kinds of speculations about my father?"

Jiang Su:? ? ? As a doctor, I care about potential patients.

"Hate Shui, let her continue." Wang Minglang's attitude changed slightly, but he still had a cold face and an extremely serious attitude.

Dad, you dare to let him say it, I dare not listen...

Wang Henshui shut his mouth and could only stand still obediently without being angry.

Jiang Su glanced at it and continued, "This sword technique is very painful." "If I am not wrong, you are buying blood by killing hundreds of thousands of people from the Northern Territory, and the wear and tear on your own body is Selling blood. Your sword skills are probably related to the word blood, and they are very fierce."

Jiang Su had learned Fang Zhe's Infernal Blade Technique for a while, and he was extremely confident, even a little arrogant.

She thought she had finally made up for her lack of force and became a violent doctor who could use physical anesthesia.

But the actual situation is... There are specialties in the profession, and her medical training and physical fitness cannot be compared with those monks who have practiced martial arts for thousands of years. Her strength, speed, and physical strength are far inferior. Her sword skills can only be used at certain times, to have the effect of taking someone by surprise and taking them off guard.

She was unwilling to give in, so she went to search for sword techniques in the world, and finally found a sword technique that was very suitable for medical practice and her secret method of heavenly medicine.

Drinking blood.

By selling one's own blood, the power of each sword is increased, gradually reaching the physical limit, and then the most shocking sword can be wielded, splitting the sky and sea.

By killing people and buying the enemy's blood, you can make up for your own loss of blood.

This method of drinking blood and buying and selling blood will disturb the monk's energy and blood, but this shortcoming is a perfect match for a medical cultivator who has eighteen hundred bottles of blood-replenishing pills hidden all over his body.

The most indispensable thing is blood.

It's a pity that Jiang Su failed to learn this blood-drinking art in the end. First, the blood-drinking art is the inheritance of a certain great power. If she wanted it, she would have to give that great power tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones. She was reluctant to spend the money. Neither did she...

Second, Fang Zhe directly killed her wonderful idea of ​​buying blood and selling blood cards with one sentence.

Fang Zhe said, "There is no decent swordsmanship that will damage a person's nature. Yin and Yang can be balanced, but evil will never defeat good."

Yes, drinking blood is an evil practice.

She is a second-generation medical practitioner with good roots and the future number one medical immortal. There is no need for her to practice an evil cultivation method that does more harm than good.

So now Wang Minglang's sword technique is very similar to the Blood Drinking Art. It may be an evil sword practice similar to the Blood Drinking Art in this small world.

From this calculation, he can indeed kill hundreds of thousands of people by himself.

At this time, the waves in Wang Minglang's heart were almost flooding into his brain, and it was as if there was a needle poking at the seam of his bones on his spine.

His secrets were revealed.

"General Wang, if I guess correctly, even though you are suffering from the pain of selling blood to buy blood, you still stay awake all the time because you don't want to become an immortal."

"You just want to be a mortal general, right?"

Jiang Su's tone was very calm, but he completely tore off the black cloth covering the truth.

Wang Henshui finally understood. It turned out that his father... was the Immortal Lord.

Wang Minglang scanned the expression on his son's face and looked at the empty yard with mixed feelings in his heart.

The soldiers had been sent out by him a long time ago, and only the three of them knew about it.

"Little girl, who are you?" His voice was calm, just like an elder, less sharp than when they first met.

Jiang Su said calmly,
"Taixu Sect, Jiang Shu."

"General Wang, there is something you want to know more clearly."

The woman in green suddenly raised her knife, and at lightning speed she pierced the black knife through the silver armor, causing bits and pieces of blood to splash out.

"I am a well-known and upright monk. It is my duty to punish evil and kill evil cultivators. Especially evil cultivators like you who lurk in the world and slaughter hundreds of thousands of civilians."

She pulled out the knife suddenly and shook off the blood.

Wang Minglang opened his eyes wide in shock, lowered his head and touched the big blood hole leaking from the armor on his chest, murmuring, "How is it possible? How could I..."

"Don't blame me. I can earn too many merit points by killing you, and I don't want to either."

"Oh, how can you test me like this?"

Here it comes, update at 8:30 in the morning (it’s a bit late, I’ll give myself an orz first)

I have a recommendation today, I’ll try to get it worth 10,000 per day! ! !