A wave of grief and anger burst out from Li Jing's words. There were only seven words, but they expressed Li Jing's extreme grief and anger. "I want to avenge them!" Li Jing burned his essence and blood, and the sword in his hand was filled with white light. He channeled his essence and blood to spread the power of white jade throughout his body and on the sword. "Ah! You actually killed everyone, hero! Is the boss also dead?" The light in Li Jing's eyes dimmed, and the priest laughed wildly, not noticing that the knife in Li Jing's hand was tightened. His eyes were bloodshot, "Really! I won't admit defeat, my fate is up to me! If I hurt you even one hair, I'll make a profit! If I hurt two of your hair, I'll make a lot of money! Then, what if we die together? Then my death is worth it! Goodbye Xiao Hei, Xiao Huang." Li Jing's whole body's blood and spiritual energy reversed and collided with each other, but the expected explosion did not come. "Perhaps, I can survive." All the spiritual energy around Li Jing entered his body, and Li Jing swallowed all the blood jade grass in one gulp. "This is the first skill in human history that combines martial arts and spirituality! Let's call it spirituality."
