Yan Xiao's chaotic mind could no longer remember how many times it had died.
This was the sixtieth time, the 160th time?
It had experienced too many ways of dying!
But as evil and chaotic as it was, of course, it would not be outdone.
It rose again and again, revived again and again, fought again and again, but also … lost again and again.
Its opponent was like a towering mountain, but also like a vast sea. No matter how it chose to charge, it could not shake the mountain and sea.
After absorbing divine power again and reviving from nothingness, Yan Xiao said in a ferocious voice, "Hehe … How long can you maintain this intense battle state?"
When it said this, Jiang Wang was already close to it, and his left hand was on its head. With just a light press, a Killing Nail was pressed down and nailed into its skull.
He asked casually, "How long can the one behind you last?"
The wind blew the wreckage away like smoke.
In the surging divine power, Yan Xiao condensed and took shape again.
Jiang Wang was already very familiar with this kind of divine power, and even more familiar with the process of Yan Xiao's revival.
He took a step forward and cut Yan Xiao's offensive posture with two clean slashes.
With a wave of his left hand, the True Samadhi Fire formed a ring of fire.
It wrapped around Yan Xiao's neck, the roots of its wings, and its claws.
Although it did not touch Yan Xiao, it could not move at all, and could only maintain a motionless posture in the air. It had long remembered the power of the True Samadhi Fire and knew that if it moved a little, it would be burned to ashes if it touched the fire of this divine power.
It seemed that …
It was like five rings of fire were hanging it in the air.
"Do you think you can last longer in this posture, or the Dragon God can last longer?" Jiang Wang asked.
"Hehe," Yan Xiao said with a smile, "I don't think you can last much longer."
"Is … that so?"
Jiang Wang closed his fingers, and the ring of fire formed by the True Samadhi Fire suddenly tightened, burning Yan Xiao to ashes in an instant!
In the swirling ashes, there was a brief moment of peace in the Forest of Hanging Skulls.
Yan Xiao's figure slowly condensed again. His eyes were filled with resentment as he looked over.
It hissed, "Do you think that monk can really defeat the Dragon God? It's just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant trying to shake a tree. When he dies, it will be you! "
Sauvignon Blanc sliced it into two halves from the bottom to the top.
In the cold night, Chang Feng was still as clear and bright as the autumn water.
It was truly a treasure sword.
Killing enemies without staining them with blood.
Jiang Wang gently shook his long sword. While Chang Xiangsi was humming softly, he checked his understanding of swordsmanship and analyzed his killing of Yan Xiao again …
Yan Xiao was not a very good target for practicing swordsmanship, but it was a very good target for practicing swordsmanship. Meng Qi could release his swordsmanship inspiration to his heart's content, and the opportunities to sum up his experience were almost unlimited.
"Damn you! Damn it! Don't give me the chance, I will definitely torture you! "
Yan Xiao, who had just been revived, clamored again.
Jiang Wang only asked softly, "Speaking of which … Do you know anything about the Dragon God?"
While he was talking, he was already close to Yan Xiao. Chang Xiangsi swiftly and fiercely pierced through his heart, piercing a huge hole in Yan Xiao's chest and abdomen, so that he could see the other side from this end.
It was the sword of the old general past his prime.
"You don't have to answer yet. Wait until next time," he said.
Jiang Wang had never been able to figure out what that black substance was.
He could only guess that it was probably something like the gathering of evil thoughts.
In short, Yan Xiao was revived again in the condensation of this black substance.
"I don't know anything …"
Puff!
It was once again cut into a swallow's rod, standing in the night sky.
"Think carefully before you speak," Jiang Wang said. So he held his long sword horizontally and beheaded Yan Xiao again.
Seeing the swallow's head flying high, and seeing the ruthlessness in its eyes dissipate again …
It was very simple.
Yan Xiao had a misunderstanding … It thought that it had escaped from the Swallow's Nest, which meant that its fighting skills were rapidly approaching Jiang Wang's.
But it didn't know that Jiang Wang had been adapting to the new tactics — how to balance the two goals of "shortest consumption" and "killing Yan Xiao as soon as possible".
There was no difficulty in killing Yan Xiao. Taking care of two difficult goals at the same time was the challenge that Jiang Wang gave himself.
That gave Yan Xiao a chance to escape from the Swallow's Nest.
In fact, without the support of the Swallow's Nest, it had nowhere to go under Jiang Wang's sword and was unable to parry.
Especially as the battles happened again and again, its knowledge was constantly replenished …
It had almost no secrets in Jiang Wang's eyes.
It could be said that as soon as it moved, its choice of fighting had already appeared in Jiang Wang's mind.
What he wanted to do was just to harvest it conveniently.
Master Guan Yan's worry was not unreasonable. Yan Xiao revived again and again, and improved again and again. Indeed, it was easy for people to feel despair. Opponents who were stronger than it were also easy for it to exhaust them to death.
But Jiang Wang was also rapidly "improving".
This "improvement" was reflected in his proficiency in killing Yan Xiao.
Because of the quick satisfaction of knowledge, it seemed that Jiang Wang was killing more and more easily.
Of course, if time could go on like this, Yan Xiao's improvement would catch up with Jiang Wang sooner or later. But it couldn't be done overnight.
In fact, Jiang Wang's exhaustion would happen before that …
And Jiang Wang decisively changed his strategy and reduced his consumption in order to delay that moment.
"I will also understand you very well!" Yan Xiao, who had revived once again, said fiercely.
This was obviously a threat.
But it was very low-level.
"I feel that I need to leave behind a secret manual for the Forest Ocean Origin Realm." Jiang Wang reached out and grabbed Yan Xiao's neck with one hand. The Killing Nail directly pierced through its neck and into its body —
"A Thousand Ways to Die of Yan Xiao … What do you think?"
He wanted to kill Yan Xiao a thousand times!
Yan Xiao, who had revived once again, still had the same body as before.
It was still in perfect condition.
But its eyes had changed.
That complicated, ruthless, and chaotic gaze had already been on the verge of dissipating when it was still alive.
No.
It had always been the only one who brought fear to its enemies.
It could not feel fear.
How could it feel fear?
Last time, when it fought this person in front of it, it had felt fear because it thought that it would really die.
It thought that when it could not borrow the power of the Forest Ocean Origin Realm to revive and needed divine power to revive, the Dragon God would see it as a burden and erase it.
But the Dragon God did not.
The Dragon God still needed it very much. He needed it to destroy the Forest Ocean Origin Realm, he needed it to restrain the realm's consciousness, he needed it to restrain that baldy …
Now that it was connected to the Dragon God as a divine rank, it was even less of an existence that could be easily abandoned.
As long as the Dragon God was here, it could revive endlessly, and this process was not something that the Dragon God could stop.
So what did it have to fear?
But even though it thought this way …
"I don't know much," it said.
It seemed that it could not control its mouth at all. It encouraged itself in its heart and surrendered to its opponent verbally.
There were tens of thousands of chaotic consciousnesses in its mind.
Countless thoughts were colliding with each other at every moment.
But at this moment, at this moment, when it had already died who knew how many times, the tens of thousands of chaotic consciousnesses … all transmitted the same fear!
Even an immortal existence would not be able to withstand hundreds of thousands of deaths.
Its will to resist was shattered into pieces after death.
It was already admitting defeat, but what answered it was still a sword.
This sword pierced through its head.
It was so fierce that it did not deviate at all.
"Just get to the point. Cut the crap," Jiang Wang said indifferently.
Death …
Death again.
Yan Xiao had witnessed death thousands of times, and had also created death thousands of times.
It had also died before.
But usually, it would die at most five times before the other party collapsed.
It had never died so many times in such a short period of time!
After fighting for so long, the hand of the person in front of it had not trembled once.
It was so much so that it was a little dazed, not knowing who was the existence that could always maintain a perfect state.
When it absorbed the divine power to revive again …
"He is a True Dragon!" It immediately said.
It guaranteed that what it said was a big secret!
But what responded to it was a ball of raging fire that pounced on its face.
"The information is outdated."
The cold voice said so.
The body was ashes, the soul was smoke.
The True Samadhi Fire burned everything.
What else do I know?
Hurry up!
What else do I know?
The body was still in the process of reconstruction, and the voices in its mind were already arguing.
The moment Yan Xiao opened its eyes, it screamed, "When he came to this world, he was in a very bad state. He slept here for many years before waking up! I know where he slept at that time! "
Jiang Wang frowned, "This is indeed new information, but it doesn't seem to be very important … Why do I want to know where he slept? The value of this information is too low … How about this, I'll let you live for three more breaths. "
So he began to count, "Three, two, one!"
"Wait, I thought of something else!" Yan Xiao shouted.
Poof!
The long sword was slowly pulled out from Yan Xiao's heart. Jiang Wang shook his head, "This time, you only have three breaths of time. You said it, you can't go back on your word. Next time, behave better. "
The divine power descended, and the black substance was born from nothing.
Yan Xiao, whose thoughts were in a mess, could not remember clearly, but Jiang Wang remembered it clearly.
This was Yan Xiao's three hundred and seventy-first resurrection.
After Yan Xiao's beak was absorbed by the Buzhou Wind, it did not feel any change. It had probably reached a kind of limit … But adhering to the principle of not wasting, Jiang Wang still cut it off and swallowed it with the Buzhou Wind.
The three hundred and seventy-first resurrection of Yan Xiao's first action was no longer to escape or attack, but to open its mouth and shout, "I know where they are fighting, I know where the Alioth Star is anchored at this time, I can sense it!"
Jiang Wang looked at it quietly. In its increasingly difficult to suppress fear, he grinned, "Good news."
This smile was an unforgettable comfort for Yan Xiao.
And Jiang Wang raised his left index finger and gently drew down in the air.
A line of crimson flames burned vertically in the air.
It was fantastic, bright, and slowly shortened at a constant speed.
"It's worth thirty breaths of time. In this thirty breaths of time, you can rest or attack me … Except that you can't escape, I won't kill you no matter what you do. "Jiang Wang said," This is your reward. "
He did not say what would happen after thirty breaths, because there was no need to say it.
Yan Xiao glanced at the red line of flame and could not help but become nervous.
"Let me think, let me think …"
"Stupid brain, what do you know!"
"Stop arguing! It's related to the Dragon God, quickly think! "
The state of chaos once again took the upper hand, but they were only arguing about the Dragon God.
Jiang Wang even promised to allow it to try to attack in this thirty breaths of time.
However, as fierce as it was, it seemed to have forgotten this choice …
In a long time, Yan Xiao used resurrection time and time again to tame the Forest Ocean Sacred Clan, making it a habit to sacrifice its head.
And Jiang Wang used hundreds of fancy killings to tame Yan Xiao.
After all, "A Thousand Ways to Die of Yan Xiao" … To others, it might sound like a novelty. But to it, it was really a little horrifying.
Seeing that the line of flame was gradually burning out, Yan Xiao gritted its teeth and said, "The Dragon God hid a treasure in the crack of the world, I know the exact location!"
"Oh." Jiang Wang responded faintly.
Yan Xiao was stunned, not quite able to understand Jiang Wang's reaction, but still continued, "As long as you let me go, I can take you there."
Jiang Wang glanced at the line of flame that had burned until there were only a few sparks left, and said faintly, "Time's up."
Pointing his index finger at the sparks, he casually made a stroke, and the sparks shot out, suddenly spreading out into a fire net. The raging fire net of the True Samadhi Fire covered Yan Xiao.
"You can make up any news, I'll judge the truth myself," he said.
Yan Xiao was burned to a crisp in the fire net.
What kind of pain was death?
One thing was certain, most people in this world could not bear it.
Yan Xiao could bear it, and had endured it many times.
But when the number of times increased to hundreds in a very short period of time … its ability to bear it was also broken.
As soon as it came back to life this time, it shouted angrily, "I'm telling the truth!"
Jiang Wang looked at it calmly, "My judgment may not be right, but I definitely believe in myself, so when you express yourself, you'd better find a way to make me believe you. What I said may be a little awkward, I hope you can understand."
"What if I can't understand?" Yan Xiao asked bitterly.
What answered it was a straight sword, "Then you'll understand a few more times."
The cold light stretched out, and the Yan Xiao's corpse was separated.
Jiang Wang's coldness at this time was something Yan Xiao would never forget for the rest of his life.
Yan Xiao, who came back to life again, almost broke down, and howled in despair, "Either you find a way to kill me completely, or don't do it if you don't have the ability! I don't want to come back to life! I don't want to think anymore! "
Yan Xiao's mind was not complete, and it was purely relying on the accumulation of the skull to increase its wisdom. At this moment, after its defense line was broken again and again, it was extremely fragile and suffering …
However, Jiang Wang did not have the slightest bit of mercy.
He frowned, raised his sword, and killed it again, "You're so noisy."
When life and death became a kind of reincarnation that could not be escaped, and it started and ended quickly …
The pain was indescribable with words.
Yan Xiao, who came back to life, screamed, "He seems to have always had an enemy, not that monk, but before that monk! The reason why he needs to sleep here is because of that enemy! "
"Who is his enemy?" Jiang Wang asked.
Yan Xiao met his gaze, and subconsciously shrank back, "I don't know …"
Jiang Wang raised his hand.
Yan Xiao suddenly closed its eyes, and actually burst into tears. It cried with grievance, and cried until it was out of breath, "Why … why are you doing this to me, I've never eaten you …"
"Shut up," Jiang Wang said.
Yan Xiao immediately shut its mouth.
In the void, two black chains drilled out, one wrapped around Yan Xiao's neck, and the other wrapped around its right claw.
Because the study of the secret arts of Legalism was not deep, the imprisonment chains were rarely used now, but in a situation where the enemy was completely controlled, its effect was still unquestionable.
"Take me to the place where he used to sleep," Jiang Wang said.
If Yan Xiao still had a bit of temper, it would definitely question Jiang Wang — didn't you say that this information was worthless and only worth three breaths?
But it obviously did not have a temper.
It only said timidly, "Oh … okay, okay."
It obediently flew in front to lead the way.
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