"My flying knife, one knife can cut off the head of the dog that roars the tiger, Xiao Li's flying knife, it is not a waste!"

The scenes from some time ago kept appearing in Cheng Yong's heart, making Cheng Yong's whole person feel crazy.

"Xiao Li Flying Knife, it's not a false example!" I don't know who it is, and suddenly shouted in such a voice.

This voice took the lead in breaking the tranquility in front of the valley, and after a moment of hesitation, Cheng Yong raised his fist and cheered loudly: "Xiao Li Flying Knife, it is not a false example, Brother Xunhuan is mighty!"

"Xiao Li Flying Knife, Xiao Li Flying Knife!"

"The case is not false, the case is not false, the brothers who seek joy are mighty!"

All kinds of shouts resounded throughout the valley for a while, and many people looked at Zheng Ming with admiring eyes.

In the hearts of many people, they have always felt that the Xiao Li flying knife that Zheng Ming said was just a bragging about him when he was drunk.

But now, Zheng Ming really killed the Tiger Roar in front of all of them, the Tiger Roar that filled their hearts with hatred, but they had always been helpless.

"My lord, my subordinates have asked to fight!" a cyan giant wolf came on the wind, and on the giant wolf was a somewhat elegant man.

The man's appearance is handsome, and he sits on top of the cyan giant wolf, giving people a wind-like elegance.

The second wolf did not speak, but looked at the man not far from him, who was sitting on a giant wolf with long cyan horns.

This man was in his fifties, thin as a bamboo, and when the breeze blew, he seemed to be a part of the breeze.

The banner owner of the Wind Wolf Banner is also the father of the young man who asked to fight.

The Wind Wolf Banner Lord did not express his position. But he has no objection. means in this matter. He agreed.

"Do you see exactly how that throwing knife came about?" The second wolf's voice was hoarse, but it had a strange magnetism.

This kind of voice, when heard in the ears of people, makes people unconsciously raise something called surrender.

"The subordinates have seen it very clearly, and they have already thought of a plan to deal with it. The young man's eyes were full of confidence.

"Okay, Feng Qingyin. I allow you to fight!" The second remnant wolf pointed at Zheng Ming, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Take off his head!"

Feng Qingyin, that is, the man riding on the cyan giant wolf, smiled confidently and said, "The subordinates obey the order." ”

As he spoke, the man had already pulled out a thin knife from the holster on the giant wolf's body, a thin knife that was three feet long and blue all over.

"Sign up, I don't kill the unknown under my command. ”

Zheng Ming looked at Feng Qingyin who rushed towards him, and said casually: "There are many nameless people who have died at my hands, so there is no need to be so troublesome." ”

That wind Qingyin is the son of the lord of a banner. In addition, he is a well-known rising star among the Nine Banners of the Heavenly Wolf, and he has his own pride.

If it weren't for the Tiger Roar, he would have died in Zheng Ming's hands. He will not deal with Zheng Ming himself, in his opinion, dealing with this young man who is younger than himself is undoubtedly a shame for himself.

However, the tiger roared to death, and more importantly, that knife aroused his fighting spirit.

"My name is Feng Qingyin, and after you die, you can report this name to Hades. ”

As he spoke, Feng Qingyin urged the mount he sat on, and the whole person was like lightning, rushing towards Zheng Ming.

His speed was fast, and his whole body had turned into a raging wind.

But the second remnant wolf and other flag masters standing behind him all showed smiles in their expressions.

Because they found that when Feng Qingyin rushed towards Zheng Ming, he had already protected the cyan long knife in front of him.

This is the starting style of the Wind Wolf Banner Master's best stunt, the Eight Winds Move.

The eight winds do not move, it is a defensive stunt, as long as it is used, the true qi is densely spread around the whole body, and the long knife can instantly swing 1,369 knives, forming a mountain of knives in front of him.

Not to mention weapons, even if it's water, even if it's wind, it can't blow.

Therefore, this move is called the Eight Winds Not Moving. And this eight winds do not move the starting style, which can also be turned into another attack stunt of the wind wolf flag master, the starting style of the wind from all directions.

Two starting styles, one attack and one defense, are equally powerful, and this change can be said to have made Feng Qingyin invincible.

Feng Qingyin came quickly, and the moment he rushed up, Cheng Yong and the others felt the wind around him and began to converge towards his body.

These winds can not only build up momentum for Feng Qingyin, but also feel Zheng Ming's every move.

In Zheng Ming's hand, at this moment, there was an extra flying knife.

His Xiao Li Flying Knife skills already have more than fifty percent of Li Xunhuan's ability, and more importantly, Zheng Ming still has the blood of the sky.

Under the blood of the sky, Zheng Ming's whole person is like a machine, a machine that can operate infinitely, and can carry out countless operations.

That is, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Ming has calculated countless possibilities, and in the countless winds, he has calculated a flaw in Feng Qingyin.

Just as Feng Qingyin rushed to him two feet away, the flying knife in his hand popped out, like a silver light.

The second remnant wolf, the banner owner of the Wind Wolf Banner, and the banner owners of the other flags, all stared at Zheng Ming one by one.

No, it should be said that they were staring at the flying knife in Zheng Ming's hand.

The flying knife was as fast as lightning, but at the moment when Zheng Ming swung the flying knife, Feng Qingyin moved! The eight winds did not move in an instant, and the rolling knife qi gathered into a mountain of knives in the void.

One thousand three hundred and sixty-nine dollars!

That is, in the blink of an eye, Feng Qingyin swung out 1,369 knives, and the rolling knife can block the flowing water and cut off the wind!

In the case of this mountain of knives, not to mention a flying knife, it is a joint attack of thousands of people, and there is no way to do it.

The timing of Feng Qingyin's eight winds not moving is very good, and Feng Qingyin's eight winds are not moving, and it is even better.

The banner owner of the Wind Wolf Banner showed a rare smile on his face. Although he has a lot of sons, Feng Qingyin's son undoubtedly makes him very satisfied.

This trick is good!

But just as a smile appeared on the face of the Wind Wolf Banner Master, the second remnant wolf suddenly shouted: "Little Er dare!"

This loud shout implied crazy killing intent, and under this loud shout, among Cheng Yong and the others, there were more than a dozen people, who were directly shocked to the ground.

The majesty of a strong person is not something that ordinary people can provoke.

But just after this shout, the sword light in the sky had disappeared cleanly, and Feng Qingyin, who was urging the cyan giant wolf to rush towards Zheng Ming, fell to the ground.

Feng Qingyin was thrown on the ground, so he couldn't see his injuries clearly, but the drops of blood told everyone that Feng Qingyin was killed.

A figure, like lightning, rushed straight into the wind and green sound.

It was the banner master of the Wind Wolf Banner, although he had already protected his son as fast as he could when he realized that it was bad, but after all, he was still a step too late, and when he turned his son's body back, he saw a flying knife pierced Feng Qingyin's neck. The same injury, and when the tiger roared to death, it was exactly the same injury, but the person who died was different.

"What a weird knife, Qingyin is not unjustly dead!" "The Wind Wolf Banner Lord stared at Zheng Ming, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Zheng Ming didn't speak, but in his hand, there was an extra flying knife again, a small flying knife half a foot long.

The cold light flickered, and the young man looked coldly ahead, although he was silent, he had already expressed his meaning to the 100,000 people in front of him.

At this moment, who dares to fight again!

The Wind Wolf Banner Master slowly put down his son's corpse, and then moved towards Zheng Ming step by step, obviously, his son's death had completely angered the Wind Wolf Banner Owner!

"Xiao Li Feidao, it's not a false example, I killed another one, Brother Li, you earned one!"

"Hahaha, Brother Li, kill one more and earn your brother's back, good flying knife, really good flying knife!"

"This is the first knife in Dajin, tsk, the absolute first knife, one knife kills!"

"Fengyun is only comfortable to listen to!"

Cheng Yong and others, shouting wildly, and even in the eyes of some people, tears have appeared at this moment, they are not shed tears because they see the hope of life, on the contrary, they shed tears because of grief.

Although they had already made up their minds to die, they were extremely heartbroken when they saw that at this time, their comrades-in-arms might leave soon.

They didn't know the Wind Wolf Banner Lord, but the position of the Wind Wolf Banner Master already indicated his status.

And with such a character, can Zheng Ming continue the myth of being killed with a knife? If they have no confidence, and if they don't kill with a knife, then what awaits Zheng Ming is probably a catastrophe.

"A knife with hidden true intentions, the child died unjustly!" On the mountain peak, the Heavenly Wolf Zuo Sacrifice, who had already stopped, said with emotion.

At this moment, Jin Wushen also put away his giant sword, and when Zheng Ming slashed Feng Qingyin, he stopped attacking.

As a first-class powerhouse, although Jin Wushen has his own insistence, but in some things that seem difficult to change, he knows that at this time, there is really no need to waste any more energy.

What's more, Zheng Ming's knife ignited a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Although this hope seemed a little slim, it was hope after all, so he also stared at Zheng Ming tightly.

"It's not unjust to die, but to deal with a third-grade young man with a first-grade powerhouse, can't you people from the Heavenly Wolf Plains take care of your face?"

Listening to Jin Wushen's words, not only did the Heavenly Wolf Zuo Sacrifice's face not show the slightest hint of shame, but even at this time, he also showed a smile.

A faint smile.

"Wolves don't have heroes who fight alone, and our ancestors in the Celestial Wolf Plains have told us this since we were very young. (To be continued.) )

PS: Cool no, there is another chapter today, woo, see how Zheng Ming faces the Nine Great Wolf Banners, is it the Tongtian Sect Master, or the Emperor Shakti!