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Although the person in front of him was covered in blood, his eyes were indifferent, and he was not expressionless at all, not so much a human being, but a demon from the Shura Hell. Money is easy to use, but you have to have money to spend it, and these people can't help but stop.

And although these people have also had their lives, they are just a group of gangsters, not even a national sorcerer, and they can't help but be shocked by Zhang Ren's momentum, and they can't even speak! One by one, they can't help but take two steps back.

Zhang Ren glanced at these people coldly, the Seven Star Sword had been taken back, and he was carefully holding the medicine bottle in one hand. But the other hand roughly grabbed the hair of the strong man of national arts, took out a red blood mark on the ground, and came to Bai Wen.

Around, although surrounded by strong enemies, Zhang Ren looked at it as if it were nothing.

He crouched down slightly. He helped Bai Wen's body up, poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle and gave it to the other party. Three minutes later, Zhang Ren's brows furrowed, his face became a little ugly, and he suddenly got up and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and said with a pale face: "I'm not dead yet!"

Zhang Ren looked at her gently and said softly: "You are dead, who will be my girlfriend!"

"What?"

Bai Wen couldn't believe her ears and asked in some surprise.

Zhang Ren didn't repeat his words, but just gently put this girl who could die for himself on the ground, he turned around, looked at the group of vicious gangsters around him, and said in a creepy voice: "If you don't leave, I will kill you!"

These people shuddered for a moment, and their bodies involuntarily took a step back.

Zhang Ren snorted coldly and took a step forward, and these people took two steps back again.

Zhang Ren shook his head helplessly, and suddenly rushed towards those people in great strides, which made those people frightened, and they didn't care about the people around them, and ran away. These people are some bastards outside the underground world, and they have never seen a real fight to the death.

And Zhang Ren's strength has carved a terrifying shadow on them. In the blink of an eye, these people screamed and ran away, some people didn't even want the motorcycle behind them, the scene was extremely chaotic, and after the smoke and dust rolled, there was not one of these people left.

Zhang Ren snorted coldly, with a disdainful expression on his face, glanced at Zhang Ren and the panting rose, and said in a low voice: "You are here, I still have something to do?"

With that, he strode out of the place.

Bai Wen's body suddenly stiffened, her face turned pale, and she screamed: "Zhang Ren, you come back alive for me, and I want to be your girlfriend!"

Zhang Ren paused for a moment, but did not promise him.

The clouds in the sky gradually thickened, and the stars in the sky seemed to be blocked by something, and there was not much light. This season, it is the rainy season in Jianghai, the weather is unpredictable, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the trees next to it make a crackling sound.

Zhang Ren stopped, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then leaned against the wall and gasped.

"You're ready to come out!"

On the corner of the street, a figure walked out slowly, and said with a sarcastic smile: "If you hit the clear water of a thousand gates, you can still knock these people down, you have the ability!"

Zhang Ren was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "It turned out to be Qing Shui, and it really deserves its name!"

The national art sect in the world, on poison, is naturally the Xichuan Tang Sect. But in addition to the Tang Gate, there is also a kind of poison in the national art world, known as Qing Shui. Poisoned into its name, the water is clear and colorless. I didn't see anything unusual at all, but after drinking it, my whole body was weak and weaker. If you don't know how to do national arts, you will get seriously ill after drinking it. However, if a strong person in national art drinks this kind of water, he will gradually lose the power of national art, and eventually he will be useless compared to ordinary people.

However, no matter what laboratory technique is used, there is no way to detect it, and what is even more amazing is that Qianmen Qingshui, three days after taking it, will completely eliminate the symptoms, and there is nothing wrong with it at all.

Zhang Ren looked at the person in front of him, suddenly smiled, and said in an indifferent tone: "The Western Absolute God has come out, and the Northern God of Annihilation should not be far away, so let's come together!"

Xi Jueshen sneered and said: "So far, you don't have to play with this kind of careful thinking, there is already a grudge between us, and there are still people who want your life for 10 million." So, you're going to die today!"

Is it?

Zhang Ren sighed and said, "Then come on!"

The Western Absolute God used his Absolute God Heavenly Step again, and he crossed the distance between two or three steps, and came to Zhang Ren and raised his hand with a punch! Zhang Ren's arms suddenly blocked in front of him. His body was smashed five or six meters away, and he slammed into the trees behind him, and the corner of his mouth was stained with blood.

Xijue Shen sneered again and again: "You are a good person, knowing that you ran out, you will not bother others." But you didn't expect it! The reason why that guy didn't come was that he was ordered to kill Bai Wen and the others. ”

Zhang Ren's eyes widened suddenly, and he said with puzzlement: "This has nothing to do with them, why do you?"

Boom!

The West Absolute God kicked Zhang Ren out of half a meter, and sneered: "No wonder others, these people are too close to you, in order not to trouble, just cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

Zhang Ren raised his head weakly, stared at the other party with a gloomy face, and said in a hoarse voice: "You will regret doing this." ”

The corners of the West Absolute God's mouth curled slightly, and he sneered: "This has nothing to do with you!"

As soon as the words fell, a scimitar appeared on his right hand, and a cold arc-shaped light reflected on the strange blade, making people feel their scalps tingle. The corners of the mouth of the West Absolute God brought out a cold smile: "Zhang Ren, you go to die!"

Close at hand!

End of the world!

The sword light was like electricity, turning into a strange arc of light, and with the power of cutting the heavens and the earth apart, it suddenly fell, and the whole world was cold! Zhang Ren originally used the sword drawing technique to die with the other party when he was close to him, but he never imagined that the full moon scimitar of the Western Absolute God would come out of his hand, and all thoughts were lost for a while.

On the occasion of nine deaths!

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from above the Nine Heavens, and it happened to smash on the full moon scimitar of the Western Absolute God, and with a bang, the piercing scimitar flew out, drawing a strange arc and returning to Zhang Ren's hand.

The West Absolute God raised his eyebrows and said, "What person?"

Dressed in white, the sword is as sharp as snow.

The bright moon slowly revealed, and the moonlight sprinkled on a man's body, white clothes like snow, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the West Absolute God, cold and speechless. At this time, the Western Absolute God knew that it was not the thunder of the Nine Heavens just now, but the sword light of this young man.

"Who are you?"

The young man in white said coldly: "The one who killed you, Luo Shura!"