Chapter 1363: A Thousand Ways for Yan Xiao to Die

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

Is this the sixtieth time, the one hundred and sixtieth time?

He had experienced too many ways of dying!

But as evil as it was, as chaotic and crazy as it was, it certainly would not give in.

He rose up again and again, was resurrected again and again, fought again and again, and was defeated again and again... again and again.

The opponent was like a towering mountain, and also like a vast ocean. No matter how it chose to charge, it could not shake the mountain and the ocean.

After absorbing divine power again, resurrecting from nothingness, with all its claws and feathers, Yan Xiao said in a fierce voice: "Hehe... How long can you maintain this intensity of combat?"

When it said this, Jiang Wang had already approached, with his left hand on its head. With just a light press, he pressed a killing nail into its skull.

He asked casually: "How long can the one behind you hold on?"

The wind blew the wreckage like smoke.

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

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

He stepped forward and cut Yan Xiao's attacking posture with two sharp sword strikes.

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

It circled Yan Xiao's neck, wings, and claws.

Although it did not touch Yan Xiao, it made it unable to move at all, and could only maintain a floating posture. It had long remembered the power of the Samadhi True Fire, and knew that if it moved a little, it would be burned to ashes if it was touched by this magical fire.

It looked like...

It was like five fire rings hanging it in the air.

"Do you think you can hold on to this posture for a long time, or the Dragon God can hold on for a long time?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Hehe." Yan Xiao smiled and said, "I don't think you can hold on for much longer."

"Is it...?"

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

In the flying ashes, there was a brief calm in the Hanging Skull Forest.

Yan Xiao's form slowly condensed again. The resentful eyes looked over first.

He 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's you!"

Chang Xiangsi swept it from bottom to top, splitting it in half.

In the cold night, the long blade was still as clear and bright as autumn water.

It's really a treasure sword.

Killing the enemy without blood.

Jiang Wang gently raised the long sword, and in the sound of Chang Xiangsi's soft chant, he reviewed his understanding of swordsmanship and analyzed his killing of Yan Xiao again...

Yan Xiao is not a good sword practice object, but it is a good sword practice target. You can release your swordsmanship inspiration on it and the opportunity to summarize experience is almost unlimited.

"You deserve to die! Damn it! Don't give me a chance, I will definitely torture you severely!"

Yan Xiao, who had just resurrected, shouted again.

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

While speaking, he was close to him, and Chang Xiangsi pierced through his heart fiercely, piercing a huge hole in Yan Xiao's chest and abdomen, and he could see from one end to the other.

It was the sword of the old general Chi Mu.

"You don't have to answer yet, wait for next time." He said.

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

He can only guess that it is probably a gathering of evil thoughts.

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

"I don't know anything--"

Puff!

It was cut into a swallow stick again, standing in the night sky.

"Think about it before you speak." Jiang Wang said so, and then he swung his long sword and beheaded it again with one sword.

Seeing the swallow's head flying high, seeing the cruelty in his eyes once again dissipate...

It's very simple.

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

Little did he know that Jiang Wang had only been adapting to the new tactics - how to balance the two goals of "shortest consumption" and "killing Yan Xiao as quickly as possible".

Killing Yan Xiao was not difficult at all. Taking into account two difficult goals at the same time was the challenge Jiang Wang gave himself.

This gave Yan Xiao a chance to escape from Yanchao.

In fact, without the blessing of Yanchao, it had no way to go and no way to resist under Jiang Wang's sword.

Especially as the battles happened again and again, the knowledge and insights were constantly supplemented...

It had almost no secrets in Jiang Wang's place.

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

All he had to do was to harvest it.

Master Guan Yan's worries were not unreasonable. Yan Xiao's repeated resurrection and progress were indeed easy to make people despair, and opponents stronger than it could easily be exhausted by it.

But Jiang Wang was also "improving" rapidly.

This "improvement" was reflected in the proficiency of killing Yan Xiao.

Because of the quick satisfaction of knowledge and insight, it seemed that Jiang Wang was getting easier and easier to kill.

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

Even Jiang Wang's exhaustion would happen before that...

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 viciously.

This is obviously a threat.

But it is very low-level.

"I think I need to leave a secret book for the Senhaiyuanjie." Jiang Wang reached out and grabbed Yan Xiao's neck with one hand, and the killing nail penetrated directly from the neck into his body--

"Yan Xiao's Thousand Ways to Die... What do you think?"

He wants to kill Yan Xiao a thousand times!

Yan Xiao, who was resurrected again, still had the same body as before, without any change.

It was still in good condition.

But its eyes changed.

That complex, cruel, and chaotic look was already shaky when it was still alive.

No.

It has always been the only one who 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.

It thought that when it could not be resurrected by the power of the Senhaiyuanjie and needed divine power to be resurrected, it would be regarded as a burden by the Dragon God and wiped out.

But the Dragon God did not.

The Dragon God still needed it very much. It is needed to destroy the Senhai Origin Realm, to contain the will of the world, to contain that bald man...

Now that it is connected to the Dragon God as a god, it is not an existence that can be easily abandoned.

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

So what is it afraid of?

But even thinking this way...

"I don't know much." It said.

It seemed that it couldn't control its mouth at all. It encouraged itself in its heart and surrendered to its opponent verbally.

There were thousands and tens of thousands of chaotic wills in its mind.

There were countless ideas colliding every moment.

But at this moment, at this moment when it had died countless times, thousands and tens of thousands of chaotic wills... all conveyed the same fear!

Even an immortal existence cannot withstand thousands of deaths.

Its will to resist was shattered in one death after another.

It was already giving in, but the answer to it was still a sword.

This sword passed through the brain.

It was so sharp that there was still no deviation.

"Just get to the point, stop talking nonsense." Jiang Wang said calmly.

Death...

Death again.

Yan Xiao had witnessed death thousands of times, and had caused death thousands of times.

It had died before.

But generally, the opponent collapsed after dying for the fifth time at most.

It had never died so many times in such a short time!

After fighting for so long, the hand of the man in front of it had not trembled once.

So much so that it was a little dazed, wondering who was the one who could always remain in good condition.

When it drew divine power to revive again...

"He is a real dragon!" It said immediately.

It promised that what it said was a big secret!

But in response to it, it was a ball of fire that rushed towards it.

"The news is out of date."

The cold voice said so.

The body is ashes, and the soul is like smoke.

Samadhi True Fire, everything is burnt.

What else do I know?

Hurry up!

What else do I know?

The body is still in the process of reconstruction, and the voices in my mind have already quarreled.

When Yan Xiao opened his eyes, he screamed: "He was in a very bad state when he came to this world. 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 very important... Why do I need to know where he slept? The value of this information is too low... So, I'll let you live three more breaths."

So he began to count: "Three, two, one!"

"Wait, I remember something else!" Yan Xiao shouted.

Puff!

The long sword was slowly pulled out from Yan Xiao's heart, and Jiang Wang shook his head: "This time there is only three breaths of time, it's agreed, and it can't be changed. Perform better next time."

The divine power descended, and black matter was born from nothingness.

Yan Xiao, who was confused, couldn't remember clearly, but Jiang Wang remembered it clearly.

This was the 371st resurrection of Yan Xiao.

After Yan Xiao's beak was absorbed by Buzhou Feng, it could no longer feel any changes. It had probably reached a limit... But adhering to the principle of never wasting, Jiang Wang still cut it off and swallowed it up with Buzhou Feng.

Yan Xiao, who was resurrected for the 371st time, did not flee or attack as his first move, but opened his mouth and shouted: "I know where they are fighting, I know where Yuheng Star is anchored at this time, I can sense it!"

Jiang Wang looked at it quietly, and grinned in its increasingly uncontrollable fear: "Good news."

This smile was an unforgettable comfort to Yan Xiao.

And Jiang Wang raised his left index finger and gently drew it down in the air.

A line of red flame burned vertically in the air.

Fantastic, brilliant, and slowly shortening at a constant speed.

"It's worth thirty breaths. During these thirty breaths, you can rest or attack me... I won't kill you no matter what you do, except that you can't run away." Jiang Wang said, "This is your reward."

He didn't say what would happen after thirty breaths, because there was no need to say that.

Yan Xiao glanced at the red flame line and became nervous involuntarily.

"Let me think, let me think..."

"Stupid brain, what do you know!"

"Stop arguing! Think about it quickly about the Dragon God!"

The state of confusion prevailed again, but they were just arguing about the Dragon God.

Jiang Wang even promised to allow it to try to attack within these thirty breaths.

However, as ferocious as it is, it seems to have forgotten this choice...

Over a long period of time, Yan Xiao tamed the Senhai Saint Clan by resurrecting from the dead again and again, making sacrifice a habit.

And Jiang Wang tamed Yan Xiao with hundreds of new killings.

After all, "Yan Xiao's Thousand Ways to Die"... may sound like a curiosity to others. But for it, it is really a bit scary.

Watching the flame line gradually burn out, Yan Xiao gritted his teeth and said: "The Dragon God has hidden treasures in the gaps of the world, and I know the exact location!"

"Oh." Jiang Wang responded lightly.

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding Jiang Wang's reaction, but continued: "As long as you let me go, I can take you there."

Jiang Wang glanced at the flame line that had burned to only a spark, and said in a calm voice: "The time has come."

He pointed his index finger at the spark from a distance, and casually drew it, and the spark shot out and suddenly spread into a fire net. The blazing Samadhi True Fire net covered Yan Xiao's head.

"You can make up news at will, and I will judge the truth myself." He said so.

Yan Xiao was burned clean in the fire net.

What kind of pain is death?

One thing is certain, most people in this world cannot bear it.

Yan Xiao can bear it, and has endured it many times.

But when this number is expanded to hundreds in a very short time...its tolerance is also broken.

As soon as it was resurrected this time, it shouted angrily: "I'm telling the truth!"

Jiang Wang looked at it calmly: "My judgment may not be correct, but I must 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 difficult to understand, I hope you can understand."

"What if you can't understand?" Yan Xiao asked hatefully.

In response to it, it was a straight sword: "Then understand it a few more times."

The cold light was sharp, and the corpse of the owl was scattered.

Yan Xiao will never forget Jiang Wang's cruelty at this time.

Yan Xiao, who was resurrected again, almost collapsed, and howled in self-abandonment: "Either you find a way to kill me completely, or don't do it if you don't have that ability! I don't want to be resurrected! I don't want to!"

Yan Xiao's mind was not sound to begin with, and he relied purely on the accumulation of skulls to improve his wisdom. At this moment when his defense line was penetrated again and again, he was extremely fragile and tormented...

However, Jiang Wang would not have the slightest mercy.

Frowning, he raised his sword and killed it again: "You are so noisy."

When life and death become a cycle that cannot be escaped and starts and ends rapidly...

Pain cannot be described in words.

Yan Xiao, who was resurrected, screamed: "It seems that he has 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 shrank back subconsciously: "I don't know..."

Jiang Wang raised his hand.

Yan Xiao suddenly closed his eyes and burst into tears. He cried aggrievedly and breathlessly: "Why...why do you treat me like this, I haven't eaten you..."

"Shut up." Jiang Wang said.

Yan Xiao immediately shut his mouth.

Two black chains emerged from the void, one wrapped around Yan Xiao's neck and the other wrapped around his right claw.

Because of the lack of in-depth research on the secret art of the Legalists, the prison chains are rarely used now, but in the situation of completely controlling the enemy, its effect is still unquestionable.

"Take me to the place where He used to sleep." Jiang Wang said.

If Yan Xiao still had a little temper, he would definitely question Jiang Wang-didn't you say that this information is worthless and only worth three breaths?

But it obviously has no temper.

Just said: "Oh... OK, OK."

Fly in front and lead the way obediently.

Two in one.

I went to sort out the manuscripts for traditional Chinese publication last night, so I will let Brother Yan go today.

Come back tomorrow.

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Thanks to the big alliance Youxian Yimeng to Luofu for rewarding the new alliance!

It's really polite for the birthday person to join me. Happy birthday to Mr. You~