"Oh? Are you still not giving up?"
Wang Bo raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "You're still backhanded, right?"
Wang Qingfeng did not answer, but reached out and touched the storage bracelet.
“Woo!”
A faint light appeared, and a pill surrounded by blood suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Rage Pill?"
Wang Bo recognized it instantly.
This is a very extreme elixir. After taking it, the practitioner's cultivation level can be instantly improved by two levels.
but,
The backlash is also quite serious!
First, life span is halved;
Secondly, once taken, one's cultivation will stop there and will not be able to improve even a little bit throughout one's life.
"Even though taking the Berserk Pill will ruin the rest of my life, you forced me to do all this!"
Wang Qingfeng stared at Wang Bo with resentment, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
"Bullshit!"
No matter how calm Wang Bo was, he couldn't help but curse at this moment. "You've always been the one looking for trouble. You were the one who wanted to take the Berserk Pill, and now you're putting it all on me?"
"I don't care!"
Wang Qingfeng seemed to have completely lost his mind, and roared viciously: "Anyway, it's all your fault that I've fallen to this point today. Even if it means destroying the rest of my life, I will make you die with me!"
After saying that, he immediately swallowed the Berserk Pill.
"Let me be buried with you?"
Wang Bo laughed, "You really are so stupid!"
"I know you've always hated me to the core, but if you think you can kill me by taking the Berserk Pill and forcibly raising your cultivation by two levels, then you're being naive!"
"Humph, you're about to die, and you still dare to be stubborn?"
Wang Qingfeng roared angrily, and a violent aura spread out from his body, causing waves of dust to billow around him.
After taking the Berserk Pill, his cultivation level was indeed forcibly raised by two levels.
From the original fourth level of martial spirit, it was promoted to the sixth level of martial spirit!
In addition, since he is holding the Wang family's ancestral sword, the Blood Drinking Sword, killing Wang Bo should be a piece of cake.
"There is a very cruel fact that I must tell you today!"
Wang Bo didn't have the slightest fear that he should have before dying. Instead, he looked at him with disdain. "Even if you take the Berserk Pill and ruin the rest of your life, you won't be able to hurt me at all. On the contrary, you will die miserably!"
"fart!"
Wang Qingfeng roared angrily and rushed forward like a raging beast.
"Bang!"
With a leap, he soared several meters into the sky.
As his body fell back, he raised the Blood Drinking Knife in his hand high, and with the momentum of a dive, he slashed down at Wang Bo's forehead.
“Swish!”
The sword light is as powerful as a rainbow and unstoppable.
However……
"when!"
Wang Bo raised his hand casually, and the Lingxiao Seal on his palm instantly rushed up and shattered the sword light that Wang Qingfeng was chopping at.
"How is that possible?"
Wang Qingfeng screamed in shock.
Only now did he realize more deeply how big the gap between him and Wang Bo was.
They are not on the same level at all!
Even if he took the Berserk Pill and forcibly raised his cultivation by two levels, he would not pose any threat to Wang Bo.
In front of Wang Bo's Lingxiao Seal, the sword light he slashed out was as fragile as a chicken or a dog, and was completely vulnerable.
After shattering the sword light he had slashed out, Lingxiao Yin continued to move forward with unabated force, crashing towards him fiercely.
"Break it for me!"
Wang Qingfeng didn't bother to think too much and raised his knife to chop down again.
"when!"
"puff!"
The moment they made contact, Wang Qingfeng felt as if he had been hit hard by a mountain. He immediately vomited blood and flew backwards powerlessly.
He couldn't even hold the Blood Drinking Knife in his hand anymore, and it flew out, spinning and landing on the ground not far away with a clang.
"Bang!"
After flying more than ten meters away, Wang Qingfeng fell heavily to the ground.
He didn't stand up again, but just kept convulsing.
With every twitch, blood spurted out from all seven orifices, and the whole person was covered in blood, looking extremely miserable.
"Now you should understand what it means to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, right?"
Wang Bo casually recalled the Lingxiao Seal and walked over to the seriously injured and dying Wang Qingfeng. "When the gap in strength reaches a certain level, no matter how hard you try, it's like an egg hitting a rock!"
"Ahem...don't do this..."
Wang Qingfeng seemed to finally wake up, a deep fear on his face, "I lost, I don't want a life-and-death duel, I want to cancel it!"
Wang Bo did not answer.
He just looked down at Wang Qingfeng with a look of despairing coldness in his eyes.
A life-and-death duel must be signed and sealed, and cannot be terminated unless one party is completely dead.
"Wang Bo, we are brothers from the same clan!"
Wang Qingfeng continued to beg, "Please let me go, I know I was wrong. If you are willing to let me go, I can give you the position of Young Master and work like a slave for you from now on!"
"Do you think I would care about your little position as young master?"
Wang Bo shook his head. "I told you before, don't offend me again, or I'll kill you if I see you. Do you think I'm joking?"
This time, without waiting for Wang Qingfeng to say anything, he suddenly pressed down the hand holding Ling Xiaoyin.
"boom!"
The earth shook and dust flew.
Wang Qingfeng, who had just been begging for mercy, was instantly blasted into a pulp and sank several meters into the ground along with the ground.
The scene was as quiet as death.
Everyone watching the fight held their breath.
Wang Zhen, the head of the Wang family, was as pale as paper. He wanted to howl in grief and anger, but no sound came out.
Only boundless despair overwhelmed him.
Wang Bo stood there, his expression remained calm.
For him, killing Wang Qingfeng was no different from crushing an ant.
Before he betrayed the Wang family, he only tolerated Wang Qingfeng again and again because he regarded him as a family member.
result,
However, the other party took his tolerance and magnanimity as capital for arrogance and domineering, and continued to intensify, wantonly trampling on his dignity, and time and time again consuming his attachment and affection for this family.
Until the moment he swore a blood oath to leave the family, the last bit of affection he had for the family completely disappeared.
"Wang Bo, you are so cruel!"
Suddenly, an elder of the Wang family angrily scolded, "You were once a member of our Wang family, and we were brothers from the same clan. How could you be so cruel?"
"Is it cruel? Why don't I think so?"
Wang Bo looked at the Wang family elder and asked, "Why didn't you feel it was cruel when you forced me to abandon my own cultivation?"
"I……"
The elder was suddenly speechless.
At this time, another elder from the Wang family said, "Wang Bo, the young master has been killed by you now. Shouldn't the resentment in your heart have subsided?"
He pointed at the Blood Drinking Sword stuck upside down in the ground not far away. "This sword is an heirloom of my Wang family. It cannot be lost. If you still have any conscience, please return the Blood Drinking Sword to us!"
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