How did the killer know what Zhang Kaifeng had suffered in the past year, in order to exercise his physique, he was passively smashed in the stake every day, and he was even more motionless, just silently running his mind to resist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His body was scarred every day, and he dragged his tired body back home, simply applied some herbs, endured the pain every night, and started another day of cultivation the next day.

Cultivating day after day, even if Zhang Kaifeng has only been cultivating for a year, his physical body has improved very quickly, and even if he encounters a strong foreign martial arts, he will not be at a disadvantage for a while.

After a short fight, the opponent's strength was clear in his chest, and when Zhang Kaifeng slashed out with a palm, the killer also let go of the long sword, and after facing the palm, they each retreated.

"It's funny, you're a lot worse than the rumors, but you still need to die. The killer didn't seem to care if Zhang Kaifeng could hold off his attack.

Zhang Kaifeng didn't have any expression on his face, and said coldly: "So what, I'm not afraid of a fight." ”

"Die!"

The killer stopped talking nonsense, and with a roar, his footsteps stomped on the ground fiercely, the snow was shaken away, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Zhang Kaifeng's figure quickly retreated, a pair of eyes quickly swept around, and a black shadow like a thin line swept over from the left.

Without thinking about it, Zhang Kaifeng instinctively slashed down with a sword, and the sword blade went straight to the black shadow, and the fast sword rushed straight forward, and the whistling sword blade seemed to be about to slash at the black shadow.

"Not good!"

Zhang Kaifeng was secretly startled, the black shadow disappeared from his sight, his wrist sank, and he wanted to return the sword, but it was too late, a calloused palm turned into a claw, and rushed over in an instant.

"Bump!"

Zhang Kaifeng was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, and the internal organs in his body suddenly shook violently, as if he was turning over a river and a sea, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

And at this time, a black shadow pounced again, and the claws pounced, Zhang Kaifeng forcibly endured the thought of fainting after being injured, and forcibly spat out again in mid-air.

The two ventilations made Zhang Kaifeng sober up a lot, and his body twisted in the air, like a swirling wind, the long sword formed a gyroscope, and quickly flew towards the killer.

The long sword spun like the wind, whistling the sword wind, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, and white snowflakes shrouded the place, and even the snowflakes falling from the sky were swept by him.

In an instant, Zhang Kaifeng seemed to be a snowball flying in mid-air, crushing towards the killer who rushed over.

The killer's figure suddenly froze, and his palms slashed out, and the palm wind swept away like waves, and there were several palms in a row.

The snowball was finally blown away by the palm wind, and at this moment, a long sword quickly stabbed out of the falling snowflakes, and quickly drew its sword towards the killer.

The long sword suddenly appeared with a cold killing intent, and the killer frowned, and when he saw it drink, he immediately sank his waist, and his fist blasted out, and he took the attacking long sword directly, and immediately collided with the tip of the sword.

"Ding!"

With a sharp collision, sparks burst out, and the huge power from the sword suddenly shook Zhang Kaifeng's arm, and the tiger's mouth immediately exploded, blood gushed out, and the huge power spread to his body, making him fly upside down again.

"You don't stand any chance. The killer sneered and said, "Why do you think I came to kill you, in fact, you know it very well in your heart."

"What do you want to say. The figure twisted and landed steadily, and the corners of Zhang Kaifeng's mouth spilled blood again.

The killer's eyes were full of ridicule, and he said: "The Murong family, as the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts, how can he allow you, an ant guy, to live, if the reason is true, you should know." ”

"They won't let me live, just to help her wipe off the snow and help her wipe off my stain? Zhang Kaifeng quickly understood.

"Hmph, ridiculous, ridiculous naïve boy. The killer shook his head and said: "Murong Tianxue is a rare martial arts root bone in a hundred years, she is about to become the most dazzling fairy in the martial arts, how can she care about you as a kid, your existence is just to make her a stain." ”

"I don't believe it, you must be talking nonsense. Zhang Kaifeng's brain was buzzing, and the thing he didn't want to believe finally appeared ruthlessly.

Could it be that the feelings for so many years are all fake, these feelings are just to erase him because she is about to become the most dazzling person in the martial arts, just because he is a stain on her.

"Haha, it's ridiculous! This is martial arts, this is the rivers and lakes. The killer continued: "Those who step into the rivers and lakes regard all fame as life. ”

"No, how could it be. Zhang Kaifeng roared, completely losing his mind, he had thought that after his mother left, he would not be alone, who knew that everything was fake.

"Haha, be angry! This is human nature. The killer followed.

The snow was flying in the forest, Zhang Kaifeng had lost his mind, his swordsmanship became more chaotic, and his moves were even more undisciplined, and the killer didn't seem to have any intention of killing him immediately, and he just kept hitting him hard.

"Haha!" Zhang Kaifeng laughed miserably, with tears in his eyes.

"There's no hope, you can die. The killer shouted angrily, turned his palm into a knife, and rushed at Zhang Kaifeng's chest with a bayonet.

"Kaifeng, live well! This is the last expectation that my mother has for you, although you will be very lonely and brave to live. ”

Just when Zhang Kaifeng gave up hope of life, his heart sounded in the bottom of his heart, it was his mother's last entrustment to him when she was dying, and this moment actually made him suddenly sober up.

Yes, he can't give up trying to survive, he still has one more thing to understand, not only an explanation for him, but also an explanation for his mother, he can't die yet.

Gripping the long sword tightly, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes burst out with cold light, the cold light of the long sword flashed, and a sword burst out, and the sword moved faster with his heart, and the sword blade like a rainbow suddenly burst out with extreme power.

"What, it's not good!" As the hand knife approached, the killer was shocked by Zhang Kaifeng's change, and a sword light had quickly flashed in front of him.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered out, and a line of blood appeared in front of the killer, and he staggered out, blood splattering on the snow, which looked particularly glaring.

Dodging the mortal blow, Zhang Kaifeng's whole person's heart changed at this time, and only a colder sword could survive on the rolling torrent of rivers and lakes.

He is stepping into the first layer of the Demon Sword Dao "Demon Heart Change", the Demon Sword Dao is divided into five layers, and now he has officially entered the first layer, and the internal breath in his body is more mellowed.

"How is that possible!" the killer was stunned but angry, if he hadn't retreated fast enough, the sword just now would have been enough to kill him, but he noticed the change in Dao Zhang Kaifeng.

Zhang Kaifeng's eyes were cold, he stood with his sword, blood dripping from the sword, and he didn't say a word, but it was so cold that people felt suffocated, the killer walked in the darkest, and he was the coldest existence, but he had been on a mission for so many years, and he had met a lot of people, and he had never given him this feeling.

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