Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1221
Everyone knows Wang Jie's method very well, and there is nothing to look forward to.

After he sacrificed the Dapeng True Feather, a golden light flashed across the field, pointing directly at Ying Jiutian of Shi Wang Xing.

Ying Jiutian laughed disdainfully, "Little feather, let you use it as a magic weapon, your family is really poor."

He waved his hand upwards, and brought out a white bone stick with a length of one meter.

This white bone stick should be a leg bone of a human body, with naturally cracked bone patterns on it, as smooth as suet jade.

As soon as it was born, there was a buzzing sound, with a shocking power, a gust of wind was rolled up in the barrier.

The people outside were shocked and shouted, "My God, what kind of bone is this? It's all turned into bones, and it still has such a great power?"

"Isn't it a fairy bone?"

"It seems so, I can feel the Xianwei above through a barrier."

On the field, Liu Jiangnan, Anna and Nightingale secretly sweated for Wang Jie.

The bald dog and the gopher demon king looked around, staring at a female cultivator with a cold expression.

The gopher demon king poked it, and the thief laughed and said, "Why, have you taken a fancy to her girl?"

"roll!"

The bald dog cursed and introduced, "This woman is like an old friend of the master."

"is it?"

The gopher demon king took a look and saw that the woman turned her head to look at them, as if dissatisfied with what it said just now.

But it didn't know it, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god, it's another fairy, the master is so lucky!"

This woman has red lips, white teeth, and a fairy air. She really has an unusual temperament in the crowd.

Standing beside her was a male cultivator, with his brows slightly raised, he swiped his sword in the air at the Gopher Demon King.

A domineering sword qi slashed through the air, scaring the Gopher Demon King so quickly he dug a hole and got in.

With a bang, the sword energy penetrated two or three meters into the ground, and a burst of dust splashed upwards.

The bald dog swallowed, not daring to talk nonsense.

This young man was none other than the well-known Shen Feng in the world back then, the eldest son of the Shen family.

The woman next to him is Shen Yan'er. The two brothers and sisters have just come out after retreating in Shushan.

They are also preparing to participate in the opening ceremony of Chang'an Academy's Ghost Emperor City.

On the battlefield, Ying Jiutian swung his stick and stood with Wang Jie.

This bone is indeed a real fairy leg bone.

Although the real immortal died, but the bones were still as before, after being refined by the corpse clan, it became a magic weapon of the real immortal level.

In the past, magic tools of the level of earth immortals were already the things that ruled the roost in this world.

Now the monks from outside the territory came over and directly raised the magic weapon to a higher level.

Fortunately, the feather sword in Wang Jie's hand also came from the body of a roc, which is comparable to this real fairy's leg bone.

Wang Jie has the wings of a golden-winged roc on his back, and he is walking the path of physical and spiritual cultivation.

His mental power is weaker, with the image of a big roc on his head, propelled by his energy, he constantly pounces on Ying Jiutian with his claws stretched out.

Ying Jiutian is holding a leg bone in his hand, and he is also following the path of physical cultivation.

On the top of the head is a black monster, which looks like a dog, with fish scales, front feet like eagle claws, back feet like tiger claws, antlers on the head, sharp mouth, and a terrifying appearance.

The big roc, with one face, fought for hegemony in the air, pounced and bit, and roared through the barrier so that people nearby covered their ears with shock.

Yu Jian and the leg bones of the real immortal kept colliding with each other, and the blowing wind was full of wind, rumbling and rumbling non-stop.

"Is that all you can do?"

Ying Jiutian screamed coldly, and sacrificed a new magic weapon from the ring.

This magic weapon is a refined corpse dog, the real body of an ancient demon dog. Its body is extremely stinky, with bald hair and pus. Its big bloody mouth still has stinky mucus, and there are no pupils in its eyes.

With a long howl, it was released by Win Jiutian, and cooperated with him to attack Wang Jie from behind.

The bald dog cursed angrily outside, "Son of the corpse tribe, you bastard dare to insult the corpse of our dog tribe like this, I must strip you alive."

The other monks turned their heads one after another, stared at it and looked it up and down, thinking that this person is very strange, and there are people who call themselves dogs.

Wang Jie and Ying Jiutian were evenly matched at first, but after the corpse dog came out, he was at a disadvantage.

The body of this corpse is full of evil spirits.

If it is bitten, ordinary monks will definitely turn into thick juice.

Even if he survived by luck, his wounds were contaminated by the dead dog's poison, so he probably wouldn't live long.

Wang Jie fluttered his wings, using the speed of the Peng clan to deal with Ying Jiutian.

Ying Jiutian raised his eyebrows, shook his head and shouted, "You have some tricks, it seems that you should let more dogs out."

With a wave of his hand, he released all the dead dogs in the ring, including nine dogs outside.

Dogs barked like thunder in this barrier, surrounding Wang Jie from all directions.

The disciples outside shouted, "It's over, it's over, Senior Brother Wang Jie is definitely going to lose."

Someone said excitedly, "I bought it to win nine days, or I have a vision!"

"What a fart, more than half of the field bought and won nine days, okay?"

"Hey, our Chang'an Academy is being suppressed to death. Even though we won, I'm not happy at all!"

A group of monks were still students of Chang'an Academy, secretly cheering for their senior brother.

"Children from the Corpse Race, what do you mean by letting go of the dog? Can you fight a fair fight!"

Wang Jie was furious, he swung his sword down, and slashed down on a dead dog with all his strength. With a bang, the dead dog's body was cut in half.

As soon as this speed slowed down, a corpse dog scratched his clothes with his sharp claws, and there was a bloodstain on his body.

The corpse poison of the bones was extremely overbearing, and it rushed into his blood in an instant.

There was steam from the wound, and there was a rattling noise.

Fortunately, he had already refined the Dapeng blood, otherwise he really couldn't resist the invasion of this corpse poison.

Ying Jiutian laughed loudly, "If you can't beat them, just surrender and admit defeat. Why do you say these are useless! These dead dogs are not living things, they are just my master's magic weapon. You can sacrifice them if you have the ability!"

The dharma figure on the top of his head roared fiercely, and bit Wang Jie's dharma figure with his mouth open, and he refused to let go.

Wang Jie's Dapeng Fa Xiang raised his claws and grabbed on the body of Yan, making a sound of iron scraping, trying to pass through the scales of Yan's body.

The two dharma images vibrated in the air, but Wang Jie's energy was constantly exerted, almost overdrawn.

Winning Jiutian is extremely comfortable, but he just fights with the law from a distance, attacking Wang Jie with the dead dog.

The two went back and forth, up and down.

Wang Jie's face was pale, obviously unable to hold on.

A dead dog bit his foot, he roared, and a feather sword slammed down.

The other corpse dogs took the opportunity to bite his limbs, body, and neck, and blood spattered from his body.

A group of people from Liujiang River yelled outside, "Quick, squeeze the blasting talisman out."

"I hate it!"

Unwilling to reconcile, Wang Jie was furious, and the broken empty stomach in his hand finally exploded.

With a swipe, a golden light rolled up, throwing him out of the barrier immediately, saving his life from the pack of corpse dogs.

"Want to escape like this?"

Ying Jiutian refused to give up, and also came out of the barrier, and stepped down heavily on Wang Jie's face.

The master in charge couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at Ying Jiutian, "Enough is enough, don't you want to violate the rules of the hospital?"

It's enough to win for nine days. He curled his lips and said, "Master, he didn't admit defeat. I don't want to kill him, can't I just beat him?"

His feet were so hard that Wang Jie's face was deformed.

　Chapter 3, eat a meal and continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)