I really want to be a cook

The former is his confidant's serious problem, and if he is not careful, it will pose a great threat to his rule.

Especially when the world is in chaos, Jiang Ping, who is alive and kicking, may be more threatening than Qi Zong, and he may not be killed first.

But Jiang Ping would not care about these.

It's almost dead, and it's a ghost.

In the worst case, he would not want anything, and put aside the grievances from Wuji Supreme first, and as long as he is ruthless, Zhao Huang may not be willing to fight him to the death.

Today's Jiang Ping is not the old Jiang Ping.

With his back on his two thick legs, as long as he doesn't kill himself, there are very few things in the world that threaten him.

It's just that now he has more concerns, so he needs to run a stronger force to protect them.

Otherwise, with his character, he would have found a place to live in seclusion with satisfaction.

After all, he has long wanted to open a hot pot restaurant.

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heaven.

Fu Tianchou forced back the seven unworthy cannon fodder masters with a single blow, and when he looked back, he slapped the others with his palm.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The air waves rolled, and the sea of ​​blood filled the air.

After all, Li Cheng's Jiujiang Sword Power was too shallow to be defeated by the majestic sea of ​​blood. The Canglan River was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood in an instant. Even if Li Dongyang hadn't pulled it in time, he would have been swallowed by the sea of ​​blood .

But after this move, the two of them were temporarily powerless to attack.

The sword just now was already his limit.

And Qiu Daoyu practiced hard day and night, and finally broke through the realm of the veteran grand master, but in the face of this kind of confrontation, he could not play a big role at all.

It was just one move, and his Black Underworld Saber let out an overwhelmed groan

He wanted to cut through the sea of ​​blood, but in the end he found that the sea of ​​blood was boundless. His knife was under such celestial phenomena, but it was nothing more than a gnat shaking a tree.

He tried his best in the end, but his true energy was exhausted, and then he was hit by a wave of blood.

As if he had been hit by a mountain, he fell to the ground with a bang, smashing a huge human-shaped pothole.

Finally, Qiu Daoyu crawled out of the pit, already covered in blood, eyes, nose, mouth and ears were covered with blood.

Qiu Daoyu lay on the ground, panting heavily, no longer able to fight.

He looked at Fu Tianchou, who was invincible in the sky, as if he saw that man, Mojun Qiye.

Once upon a time, he faced the Seven Nights Demon Lord, and he also had this kind of pressure.

Even in his perception, Fu Tianchou's pressure on him was stronger than that of the Seven Nights Demon Lord, which simply broke through common sense.

He has always thought that under the myth, there is no warrior who is more powerful than the Seven Nights Demon Lord.

"How? Can it still work?"

Qiu Daoyu looked at a hand that suddenly appeared in front of him, he grabbed it and stood up vigorously.

"Young master? You?"

Qiu Daoyu had an unbelievable expression on his face, as if he saw something incredible.

The corner of Jiang Ping's mouth curled up, he blew at his handsome Liu Hai, and laughed loudly:

"Why, you don't recognize me?"

"But?"

Of course Qiu Daoyu recognized it.

But this is not the young master now, but the young master two years ago.

At this moment, Jiang Ping's status immediately returned to full.

The head that used to be gray and white, now is black and bright, with silky roots, all the old wrinkles on the face have been smoothed out, and turned into plump apple muscles, the complexion is rosy and shiny, and there is a little excitement, as if eating some man's secret .

As for the once thin and rickety figure, it has also become the current Yushu Linfeng, plump and handsome, don't be too handsome.

Qiu Daoyu didn't even cry when he was beaten until his seven orifices bled.

But now he was crying, and the tears flowed down mixed with blood, which was kind of funny.

"I knew it, I knew it, my lord, you will be able to recover, I knew it!"

Jiang Ping originally wanted to show off, after all, he had already planned to cheat a lucky audience in a future scene that attracted much attention.

It's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes. At this time, he is still hiding and holding back, letting the woman work hard in front, he is too unmanly.

Seeing Lao Qiu like this, he couldn't help sighing:

"As expected, you are still loyal, Lao Qiu. Be careful, if he dares to touch my son, I will beat him until Daddy spares his life!"

There was a surge of true energy in his body, and he opened his robe with energy, as if his whole body was glowing.

"I'm going!"

On the other side, seeing Jiang Ping's transformation, Li Cheng also walked over in a daze.

He knew that he was not Fu Tianchou's opponent, and he was defeated by Jiujiang's sword power, and was held back by Li Dongyang, so he had no chance to participate in the battle.

Just in the blink of an eye, the person is completely healed, just like the acting.

"This friend, who was Brother Jiang just now?"

Hearing this, Qiu Daoyu waved his hand handsomely, and hummed:

"My son is a genius, turning decay into magic is nothing more than basic knowledge, don't be surprised.

Young master of the Li family, just take a look at how my young master managed to capture the head of the enemy. "

After all, Qiu Daoyu posed a handsome back to Li Cheng, grinning and watching the battle in the sky.

Young master, I have already told you the big words for you, so you have to work harder.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm here to help you!"

With a loud cry, Jiang Ping turned into a blue light and rushed into the sky.

At the same time, the sword energy from all over his body shot out vertically and horizontally, breaking through the barrier of the boundless sea of ​​blood, with almost no effort.

Dong looked at Jiang Ping, who appeared next to him in his prime, and was also a little surprised.

"How are you?"

"The bridal chamber is not a problem tonight."

Jiang Ping patted his chest and promised.

Dong's face turned red slightly, and even the true energy outside his body fluctuated slightly.

It was also at this time that Fu Tianchou broke free from the cold and frost and said angrily:

"Dogs and men and women! You still dare to flirt, and now the opponent is me!"

Jiang Ping curled his lips in disdain, and mocked: "You, a planting machine that has never experienced the nourishment of love, are not qualified to speak in front of us.

I bother!

I don't even want to tell you how wonderful love tastes. "

Seeing the sea of ​​blood roaring and exploding in the void, Fu Tianchou regained his composure and stared at Jiang Ping and Dong coldly:

"It seems that I have fulfilled my wish today, Director Jiang, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply.

If you can recover, maybe even your emperor doesn't know about it? "

Jiang Ping cupped his hands: "Thank you for reminding me, I will keep my mouth shut."

"Well, let's start with you."

A vein twitched on Fu Tianchou's forehead, and a blood dragon wound around the ghost-headed saber in his hand at some point.

"Director Jiang is very confident, but being too confident is not a good thing!"

He raised his knife and said, "Please show your ancestors!"

I saw the blood dragon wrapped around the Ghost Head Saber just now seemed to come alive, peeling off from the knife, and the illusory sea of ​​blood around seemed to be real. As the blood dragon penetrated, a huge vortex appeared, and then a picture A blood-red old man's face appeared.

"Who is calling me?"

The old man's face made a sound, which was exactly the same as what Jiang Ping had heard before.

These days, it seems normal to have an ancestor save the scene.

Normal shit!

Jiang Ping's face darkened.

He had played games for so long in his previous life, but he had never heard of such an old monster that could survive in a knife.

It doesn't matter if you have a soldier soul, but you still want to find an ancestor?

And that bloody knife.

Thinking about it, it looks a bit similar to the Heavenly Sword on the Heavenly Sword Edge, they are all melted into the void, and can be summoned by specific rituals at specific times.

Then Tianjian, is there an old monster that survived hundreds of years ago in the Motianjian at this moment?

The more I think about it, the more strange I feel.

Isn't his big brother Qiye in danger?

Jiang Ping found that he accidentally knew a big secret that touched the real world.

Now he is not in a hurry to fight, after all, if there is something strange in Motian Sword, he will need more experience.

Anyway, he has recovered, he is the best player ever, if he can't beat him, he will run away, he doesn't believe that there is anyone in this world who can stop him from running away.

So he has plenty of time and confidence.

"Who is he?" Jiang Ping asked.

And Fu Tianchou is like many villains, if this secret that has been hidden in his heart for many years cannot be revealed in the final ending, his life will not be complete.

Or maybe it was the last cat and mouse game, Fu Tianchou really answered.

"Well, he should be regarded as the ancestor spirit of my Fu family, or the sword spirit? Who knows, he is not a person anyway."

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"What a perfect masterpiece!"

Fu Tianchou looked at the old man's face formed by the sea of ​​blood in the sky, his eyes were fascinated, and then he laughed loudly and said:

"Grandfather, are you ready?"

The old man's face seemed to have a premonition, his face fluctuated, and he shouted in horror:

"What do you want to do?"

"That's not the plan!"

"People are subject to change, old ancestor, let the younger generation be perfect!"

Fu Tianchou opened his mouth and sucked, as if a super strong vortex appeared in his mouth, and the sea of ​​blood was drawn into his mouth.

And before the old man's face could say a few words, he was pulled apart inch by inch by this powerful suction.

"No, no, junior!"

"I am your ancestor!"

"Damn!"

"Without me, you can never control the magic knife!"

"Ahh! It hurts!"

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

With the final roar, the old man took the lunch box as soon as he showed up.