The ending before his eyes was slightly out of Su Ming's expectations!
Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping's martial arts were originally stronger than Zhao Zhijing's, but at this moment, the two of them were both injured and their lives were hanging by a thread.
Su Ming shook his head and thought to himself, What a pity!
Zhao Zhijing was too disappointing. His appearance had already caused Yin Zhiping to panic, and he actually fought like this.
No wonder Zhao Zhijing was still suppressed by Yin Zhiping after fighting for so many years.
Su Ming had appeared, and Zhao Zhijing felt as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
"Sect Master…Save me, save me…"
Zhao Zhijing's body was covered in wounds, and his daoist robe was dyed red with blood. His hair was messy, and he leaned against a big tree, unable to stand up.
There was an obvious sword mark on his right chest, so deep that one could see his bones. It was obvious that the battle between the two had been very fierce.
Su Ming cast him an indifferent glance and ignored his pleas. He turned around and walked to Yin Zhiping, looking down at him with a calm gaze.
Yin Zhiping's injuries were a little more serious than Zhao Zhijing's. He was covered in blood, and his face was frighteningly pale. His breathing was weak, and he was already on the verge of death.
It could be said that death was certain. With such injuries, even if Hua Tuo reincarnated, there was nothing he could do!
"Sect…Sect Leader."
Yin Zhiping was in a daze. When he saw Su Ming, his tone became very weak. His injuries were too severe.
He knew that everything was planned by Zhao Zhijing to suppress him.
Now, although the two of them fought until both sides suffered, it could not eliminate the hatred in his heart.
Yin Zhiping thought that his position in the sect was extremely high and he was deeply loved by the Quan Zhen Seven. If tonight's incident did not happen, perhaps one day he would be appreciated by the sect master.
However, everything was over now. It was all Zhao Zhijing's fault!
At this moment, what he regretted the most was that he did not personally kill Zhao Zhijing.
Su Ming did not know what Yin Zhiping was thinking, but he could see the unwillingness in his eyes.
"Are you very unwilling?" Su Ming looked down at him and asked flatly.
"I can't accept this…Zhao Zhijing harmed me, I... I want revenge!"
Yin Zhiping's voice was very weak and intermittent, but the monstrous hatred in it was not concealed at all. He struggled to look in Zhao Zhijing's direction, wishing he could swallow him alive.
"Very good. If you're unwilling and want revenge, I'll give you this chance!”
Su Ming nodded. He was very satisfied with this answer.
"This is the Nine Flower Dew Pill. I don't think I need to explain its effects. However, as for whether you can take revenge, that will depend on your own ability!”
Su Ming's voice was very soft, and only the two of them could hear him.
He casually threw the Nine Flower Dew Pill into Yin Zhiping's hand, turned around, and left.
This matter no longer had anything to do with Su Ming. He did not even need to see what their fates would be. He already knew the outcome.
"Nine Flower Dew Pill!"
As he watched Su Ming leave, Yin Zhiping looked at the Nine Flower Dew Pill in his hand. He gritted his teeth and swallowed it. Soon, the medicinal effects spread to his limbs and bones, nourishing his dantian and lungs. Yin Zhiping could feel that his body had recovered a lot. Even his mind, which was already a little blurry, had become a little clearer. He could finally gather a mouthful of Qi in his body.
However, this breath of zhenqi was extremely weak, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
"Zhao Zhijing!"
Yin Zhiping swept his gaze across Zhao Zhijing who was not far away. His eyes revealed a fierce light as he picked up the sword that had fallen beside him.
On the other side, Zhao Zhijing was shocked when he saw Yin Zhiping stand up shakily.
The Hierarch had already left. Although his injuries were slightly lighter than Yin Zhiping's, they were still limited.
There was no way out. Zhao Zhijing had never expected that the Chancellor would leave him alone.
Now, he was facing the fierce Yin Zhiping. From the looks of it, it was as if he wanted to swallow him alive. He was going to fight with his life.
"Yin Zhiping…You, don't come over, don't come over…"
Zhao Zhijing shouted in panic as he retreated with difficulty. Now, he was finally afraid.
Yin Zhiping revealed a smile, and that smile appeared somewhat sinister.
"Zhao Zhijing, you framed me. I want to…Die together!"
Yin Zhiping regained his strength and walked step by step to Zhao Zhijing. He supported his body and did not let him fall. He used all his strength to stab his sword down.
Puchi!
"Ah…"
The sword hit his heart, and blood instantly gushed out like a fountain.
"You…"
Zhao Zhijing felt a sharp pain in his chest. He felt that his vision was starting to blur. A trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and his expression became ferocious. He tried his best to hold the sword that he had previously touched and slashed at Yin Zhiping without hesitation.
Puff!
A warm current spurted out. Zhao Zhijing's face was covered in blood. He opened his eyes and saw Yin Zhiping clutching his neck and falling.
"Hahaha, even if you die, you will be my scapegoat…"
The voice stopped abruptly!
Zhao Zhijing's body tilted and he fell to the ground. The life force in his eyes dissipated and he died!
Zhao Zhijing had originally wanted to use Su Ming's power to get rid of Yin Zhiping tonight, but he had never expected that he would end up like this!
It could only be said that the scheme was too clever, but cleverness was the bane of cleverness!
Zhao Zhijing thought that he could use Su Ming's power, but he did not expect that it would not be so easy to use Su Ming's power. From the moment he recruited Su Ming, his life was already in Su Ming's control.
Moreover, he killed without spilling blood!
Just one Nine Flower Dew Pill was enough!
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