Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

People on the sidelines were cheering and yelling, this scene stimulated everyone, shouting "Your Highness" loudly and excitedly.

Ji Wuyan's monster fell to the ground far away, exhausted, but fortunately it seemed to be fine.

But Ji Wuren himself seemed to be seriously injured, he was half-supported on the ground, and it took a long time before he staggered to stand up.

Lin Qingheng stared at him closely, frowning, feeling something was wrong.

Ji Wuren was indeed not well. His injury was heavier than he had imagined. The demon spirit in his body actually took advantage of the emptiness to sneak in. The tyrannical energy constantly stimulated him through blood energy, and Zhuang Liang on the ground became the breakthrough point for the demon spirit to attack.

Ji Wuren couldn't hear other voices, his mind kept replaying the scene of him being abused in Wuliang Temple many years ago, Zhuang Liang turned into the face of those who abused him, mocking him and laughing at him, while holding The barbed magic whip whipped him, and the barbs brought up the flesh and blood on his body. The pain made his brain throbbing, and the urge to kill made him tremble in all his limbs.

Deep down in his heart, he knew that this was not his intention now, but the demon spirit penetrated everywhere and directly magnified the negative emotional stimulation.Ji Wuren couldn't help but staggered a step forward, his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhuang Liang on the ground was not dead, his eyes were covered with blood, and his vision was blood red. He saw Ji Wuren walking towards him like a devil in a haze, and suddenly a sense of crisis rose.

He hissed: "You, don't come here, don't kill me, I don't want to duel with you, you can't kill me... Yes, I didn't come to kill you, I was killed, someone asked me kill you!"

Zhuang Liang was frightened to the limit, and he is only now fully awake. He did take advantage of others, and at the same time, he was stimulated by that person in a certain way, amplifying his resentment towards Ji Wuren countless times, and then he took the initiative I took the forbidden drugs to improve my strength.

Now, at the end of the attack, he was finally fully awake, and the fear of dying pinched his neck, and his instinct made him beg for mercy: "Please, please, don't kill me." He used his only remaining hand and a The legs dragged him to crawl back, leaving behind a thick bloodstain.

But in fact, Ji Wuren can't hear anything now, he is trying his best to suppress the emotions that are unfamiliar to him, this is the first time he has faced the influence of the demon spirit after amnesia, and the demonic energy all over his body is uncontrollably released , The birds and beasts in the distance sensed the master's emotions, and raised their heads and shouted a few times towards this side, which made Zhuang Liang, who was two steps away in front of him, terrified.

Ji Wuren took a step forward again, and the demon let in Zhuang Liang's screams and begging for mercy, and a mutated pleasure surged in his heart: kill him, kill the person in front of him who has tortured him for so many years, and then Go and kill all the other onlookers.

He involuntarily condensed a long sword, stopped after taking two steps, and a figure appeared in his mind, that was Lin Qingheng.The long sword was scattered by him, and he shouted in a broken heart: Master, save me...

Lin Qingheng in the distance watched his movements, not knowing the pressure he was under in a short period of time, when he saw the long sword in his hand condensed and then dispersed, he finally couldn't help but flew to the dueling platform.

Yan Yan watched his movements, and was taken aback for a moment, but didn't follow.

But at this moment, when Zhuang Liang, whose emotions were stretched to the limit, saw the long sword, his tense nerve finally broke. He turned from fear to anger, and shouted angrily: "Why don't you let me go? If this is the case, you still want to kill me, sure enough, people like you deserve to die, I will definitely not die under your hands, Ji Wuren, if this is the case, I will die with you!"

"what--!"

Everyone could see that Zhuang Liang, who was begging for mercy, suddenly swelled up, expanding into a ball, and the next moment, he exploded violently, and blew himself up!

Even at the end of the crossbow, the self-destruction of a demon cultivator should not be underestimated. Lin Qingheng shrank his pupils, activated his spiritual veins, and stood in front of Ji Wuren while Zhuang Liang self-detonated.

Ji Wuren only felt an explosion sound in his ears, and the demon spirit in his body surged along with the trend. In the blur, a figure appeared in front of his eyes, rushing straight at him, so he obeyed his mind and instinctively condensed his sword, and stabbed it out.

The feeling of the sword piercing the human body was clearly transmitted to his mind. Ji Wuren felt that this feeling was really wonderful, and an unusual sense of satisfaction surged up. He can control the life and death of others at will, and they all have to submit to him. feet for him to trample on.

At this time, a familiar and cold voice sounded in his ear: "No Blade!"

These two words directly exploded in his mind, Ji Wuren was stunned, the raging hostility in his mind receded like a tide, followed by extreme coldness, which froze his whole brain, he was stunned Staring blankly at Lin Qingheng, Master?

Ji Wuren's neck seemed to be stiff, unable to move and did not dare to move, he looked at Lin Qingheng in horror, and then there was deep despair in his eyes: Did I stab Master?Who will wake me up...

His hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, and his wrist felt cold, as if Master's hand was holding him, and then warmed up, it was... the touch of warm blood.

How could this happen, he actually hurt the master.