I Changed My Profession And Became A Concept God, Shocking The World With One Knife

After Jiang Ling ran out of the back hill of Wu Temple, he flew straight towards the nearest Wu'an City.

She wiped away her tears as she flew, with only one thought in her mind, which was to tell the God of War the news as soon as possible.

"Little girl, where do you want to go?"

Hearing the cold voice, Jiang Ling looked back and saw that the man stopped by his master had already caught up with him.

And the opponent's speed is much faster than his own.

"Still want to run? Stop!"

Guardian Zuo slashed out with his sword, but Jiang Ling dodged it.

"Huh? There's something!"

Protector Zuo was a little surprised.

However, this hiding also completely shortened the distance between the two.

Jiang Ling knew she couldn't run away, so she had to fight head-on.

"Hey, you are the saint from the Martial Arts Temple, right?"

"It would be a pity to kill such a charming and beautiful girl."

"How about I make you feel comfortable before sending you on your way? Hahaha."

Jiang Ling glared at this person.

"Evil thief, where is my master?"

"Your master? Is that the old man who stopped me? I chased him out. Do you think he is still alive?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ling felt filled with grief and anger, and punched the left guardian of the Wushuang Alliance.

Most of the people in the Martial God's Temple follow the example of the Martial God in training their bodies and cultivating themselves, and do not like foreign objects.

Even if there is an innate treasure like the Destiny Spear, the Martial God has no use for it. Instead, he places it in the Martial God Temple to intimidate Xiaoxiao.

As a saint of the Martial Arts Temple, Jiang Ling naturally doesn't use weapons.

"You want to hurt this protector with your weak punch? You are naive!"

Guardian Zuo reached out and grabbed Jiang Ling's fist, then slapped her chest with his backhand and slapped her away.

"You dare to take action against me even if you are in the Eighth Realm."

Protector Zuo smiled contemptuously and casually patted the dust on his sleeves.

Jiang Ling fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. If the Zuo Guardian hadn't saved her hand, she would have died.

Naturally, she also knew why the other party held back.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling slapped her palm again, but this time it was not slapped to the left protector, but to her own forehead.

Even if she died, she would not let this man taint her.

However, before the palm could be released, Protector Zuo reached out and grabbed her.

"Hey, you want to commit suicide?"

"Do you think you can commit suicide in front of me?"

"Beauty, you are mine now, hahaha!"

The gap between the two sides was too big. Jiang Ling wanted to break away but couldn't.

Jiang Ling was desperate. She didn't expect that she couldn't even commit suicide.

"Jiang Ling!!"

A roar sounded from the horizon, followed by a punch in the air.

"Um?"

"you again!!"

Protector Zuo grabbed Jiang Ling to avoid the punch, his eyes full of anger.

A few days ago, because of this kid's interference, the leader of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect was arrested, and he was scolded by the leader for being incompetent.

"Feiyu...?"

Jiang Ling couldn't believe her eyes. Ning Feiyu took the initiative to appear beside her at this moment.

In the past, she tried her best to find Ning Feiyu, but she didn't expect that the other party would come to save her as soon as she was in danger.

"I knew you hadn't forgotten me, you had been paying attention to me secretly."

Jiang Ling was so moved that she cried.

Hearing Jiang Ling's words, Ning Feiyu was a little ashamed. If Su Ren hadn't pulled him here, he wouldn't have been able to set foot in the East Wasteland.

But now is not the time to worry about this, but how to save people.

"Tsk tsk, it turns out we are still old friends, and we just happened to settle the accounts together today!"

Just as Guardian Zuo was about to take action, he noticed another person flying from the horizon.

He had no impression of Su Ren, so he didn't pay attention to Su Ren, but focused on Ning Feiyu.

This kid can defeat the leader of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect by himself, even he doesn't dare to be too careless.

That day, he was stabbed by the master of Tongtian Sword Mountain and was still injured. He was not in peak condition at this time.

Jiang Ling was still in the hands of Protector Zuo, and Ning Feiyu did not dare to take action easily, so he sent a message to Su Ren:

"Brother Su, help."

Needless to say, Su Ren had already taken action.

The River God skill was activated, and when Guardian Zuo was still thinking about how to kill Ning Feiyu, he found that an invisible big hand seemed to appear in his body, holding him in place.

"Huh? This is it?"

Protector Zuo was horrified.

"What ability is this??"

Su Ren nodded slightly at Ning Feiyu, who saw this and killed him without hesitation.

Not because of anything else, just because he believed in Su Ren.

Guardian Zuo couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as Ning Feiyu punched him in the head.

"boom!!"

Guardian Zuo flew out, and Ning Feiyu grabbed Jiang Ling back in his hand.

After receiving a solid punch from Ning Feiyu, Protector Zuo was still alive, but he couldn't move either.

This made the panic in his heart become more and more intense.

"Jiang Ling, are you okay?"

Ning Feiyu looked up and down at the person in front of him.

Jiang Ling shook her head and threw herself into Ning Feiyu's arms, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

"Feiyu, Martial God Temple..."

"I know."

Ning Feiyu gently patted her back to comfort her.

In his impression, Jiang Ling was definitely not the kind of girl who liked to cry.

Today, the blow to her may have been too great.

"I told you two, that person is not dead yet."

After hearing this, the two people hurriedly separated.

Ning Feiyu flew to Protector Zuo and lifted him up to Jiang Ling.

"Jiang Ling, come and do it yourself."

Jiang Ling angrily hit Guardian Zuo to vent her anger.

Protector Zuo couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as a small Shangbajing beat him to a pulp with one punch after another.

He was a person who was close to the peak of the Nine Realms, but he died in such a miserable way.

He didn't know how many punches he had punched, but Jiang Ling finally got tired. The Protector Zuo in front of him was no longer human.

"I'll go over and take a look first, and you guys will follow me."

Su Ren flew over the two of them toward the Martial Arts Temple.

Half an hour later.

Su Ren landed at the entrance of the Martial Arts Temple. Except for a pile of corpses, there was no trace of anyone else.

"you are still alive?"

Su Ren walked to a pile of corpses and looked at a man with disheveled hair crying softly and asked.

The master of the Martial Arts Temple slowly raised his head when he heard the sound.

"The Destiny Gun is gone...dead...haha!"

"They're all dead...I'm a waste...I'm a waste."

"I'm useless, I can't protect them..."

"Woooooooo..."

Su Ren frowned and sighed at the man who was now crying and laughing.

"Hey, are you crazy because of the stimulation?"

"Also, is the destiny gun he mentioned an innate treasure?"

Thinking of this, Su Ren asked Jing Ling:

"Have you sensed the aura of the Destiny Gun?"

"Humph, I don't know!"

Jing Ling was still sulking because his position was robbed.

"You are getting bolder and bolder. Do you believe that I will throw you out now?"

"you!!"

"Hmph, I sensed it, and there is still the aura of the Karma Sword, okay?"

"But you came late, and they have already left."

Su Ren didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, but stood up and looked around. Apart from him, there was no one alive here.

The entire Martial Arts Temple was killed.

"These dogs from the Wushuang Alliance are really cruel."

"They have dared to grab the destiny gun so openly. It seems that they will make a big move soon."