Wang Ming's words were accompanied by tears and blood, extremely miserable.
Wang Jie clenched his fist tightly, and his whole body exploded.
The sword energy came out wantonly, as if it was trying to stretch his body.
The air around him suddenly stopped flowing.
Wang Ming was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide, but could not make a sound.
A squeezed tear hung in the corner of his eye and could not fall down.
"A small casual cultivator dares to attack the disciples of the Juejian Sect in the public areas of the ten major sects.
It is so bold and heart-breaking," Wang Jie shouted angrily.
"Uncle, you must make the decision for me, catch that guy back, let me peel off his skin and cramps with my own hands, put him in a boiling oil pan, and fry him slowly, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Wang Ming came back to his senses , immediately looked resentful and said viciously.
"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter, both for you and for my brother."
Wang Jie nodded and said, "You are so seriously injured, and you still hold the sword with your right hand.
If If it cannot be cured, your strength will probably drop by at least 80%."
"Uncle, what should I do?"
Upon hearing that his strength had dropped by at least 80%, Wang Ming's expression changed, and he swallowed even the words of asking his uncle to avenge him.
"During this period of time, you are here to slowly recover from your injuries.
Your arm must have been corroded by the demonic energy.
There is nothing I can do about this for the time being.
I can do it if I can restrain it from continuing to invade your body."
The limit.”
Hearing Wang Jie's words, Wang Ming was so frightened that his legs became weak.
With a pop, he fell to the ground again, his face turned earth-colored, stammering, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Doesn't that mean I will become a walking zombie?"
"Don't worry, I will never let such a thing happen."
Before Wang Ming could finish speaking, Wang Jie interrupted him, "Your uncle has no children, and you are my eldest brother's only child.
The entire Wang family , I’m all counting on you to pass on the incense.
Don’t worry, uncle, I will never let you die.”
Wang Jie stretched out his hand to grab Wang Ming, who was paralyzed, and stood up.
However, his whole body was still trembling, and he was almost scared to death.
"Are you sure that the person who hurt you is just a casual cultivator and not a disciple of the Demon Sect?"
Wang Jie flicked his fingertips as he spoke.
In the blink of an eye, his fingertips flicked eighty-eight sixty-four times in succession.
Eighty-eight sixty-four small swords with eyelash lengths shot out from between him, forming a formation.
With a scoff, he stabbed.
Enter Wang Ming's injured shoulder.
Wang Ming screamed and was about to fall down again, but Wang Jie caught him and pushed with his palm, causing Wang Ming to fly up into the air and land gently on the spot where he was just doing it.
"Answer me."
Wang Jie said.
"Indeed, it is indeed just a casual cultivator."
Wang Ming gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure the pain: "If he was a disciple of the Demon Sect, my nephew would definitely find out at the first time, and he would not fall into his conspiracy. " After finishing speaking, Wang Ming used his uninjured left hand to dig into his arms, threw a yellow-orange bead the size of a bull's eye towards Wang Jie, and said, "My nephew learned something from this guy before he left."
As long as uncle catches this breath, he will have no way to escape. " Wang Jie took the bead, his vitality moved slightly and seeped in.
After a moment, he put the bead into a bag on his waist and said: "There is indeed no demonic energy in the breath you absorbed, which means that this guy is not a disciple of the Demon Sect. .
It seems that he has some kind of adventure and can use magic energy."
With a sneer, Wang Jie looked at Wang Ming and said: "As long as you stay here, relying on the sword energy in my palace, I can temporarily suppress the flow of demonic energy in your body.
When I go out to complete the task this time, I will help you by the way."
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During this period, you should not move around.
Otherwise, if I am not in the sect, no one will help you even if something happens. " "Uncle, you have to go out to do a mission."
Wang Ming felt uneasy.
The only person in the entire sect who could give him a solution now was his uncle Wang Jie.
"I have to do this task.
As long as I succeed, the reward given to me by the sect will even allow me to break through the current realm level and enter the realm king level."
Wang Jie's face showed a trace of uncontrollable excitement.
"What kind of realm king level?"
Wang Ming was so shocked that he even forgot about the pain of the wound.
He was so stunned that his eyes almost fell out of his sockets.
"Yes, I have reached the realm king level.
Even if I really have a status in this Juejian Sect and can be called a little giant, then I don't know how many disciples will act based on my face."
Wang Jie's face showed With a look of pride, "I don't know how many people have spent a lifetime of effort but are unable to enter the Kaio level, but now I have such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
As long as I am called a Kaiou-level disciple, my status in this Juejian Sect is equivalent to that of a secular crown prince.
I have countless privileges.
I have hope of reaching higher realms in the future.
Nephew, don't worry.
Your uncle is someone who knows the seriousness of your injuries.
He will not let go of your injuries. " With Wang Jie's last words, Wang Ming felt a little relieved and said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "Then my nephew will first congratulate my uncle."
"You can just rest here and recuperate.
When I come back, I can find the elixir to restore your broken arm.
You should also know how dangerous and difficult it is to cleanse this demonic energy."
After Wang Jie finished speaking, he turned around.
Take one step.
Since Wang Jie had already said this, Wang Ming couldn't say anything more and could only look at the other party and walk out.
Bloody characters seeped out of thin air one by one, forming a avenue that carried Wang Jie directly out of the palace and the mountain. boom As Wang Jie rolled up his long sleeves, the entrance connecting the inside and outside of the mountain suddenly closed tightly, and no trace could be seen in the void.
At this time, Qin Yi had arrived within the area of Luoxuemen.
Snowflakes as big as goose feathers were falling all around.
However, when these snowflakes fell on Qin Yi, he did not feel cold at all.
Instead, he felt like the spring breeze was blowing on his face, warm and refreshing.
"Hun, the entrance of the Luoxue Sect is just ahead."
With Qin Yi's eyesight, he can naturally see that under the huge archway of the sect, there are Luoxue Sect disciples wearing white clothes.
The men are handsome and the women are handsome.
His heroic appearance is patrolling back and forth, which makes people feel majestic without being repelled.
This feeling is just right.
"When you join the sect, many things will naturally be explained to you in detail.
After all, many years have passed since before I fell asleep.
Compared with the fairy world, many things in the universe have also changed.
Among the ten major sects The status in time should also have different changes."
Hun seemed to be recalling the glorious years in the past, with a bit of sadness in his words
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